Both of them were quick and nimble in their way of fighting, and they attacked as soon as they made a move. Xiang Qi relied on the length of the weapon, defended the attack, and swept across the spear in his hand, and the trajectory drawn by the silver spear head in the air was like a dragon entering the sea, which was brisk and fierce. Gao Chensheng's dividing spear was slightly disadvantageous in terms of length and attack strength, but his body was agile and his footwork was light. The sharp blade of the dividing spear appeared cold lights as he leaped and jumped, like stars scattered all over the sky. Some were as graceful as geeks or as gentle as dragons, chasing and wandering each other, and they fought hard for a while.

Xiang Qi's two-meter spear was very good. He used the body as the axis and the gun body as the shield, and quickly rotated in the air for three times and then swung the spear on the head. The opponent's split spear was difficult to resist and it was difficult to get close to him for a while.

However, Gao Chensheng is worthy of being the best in Tanzan City with an unbeaten record. His movements were sharp and neat, and his moves were not dragged on at all. He was astonishingly speedy, like a ghost. Xiang Qi thought that the attack was successful, but unexpectedly, the stabbing was just the afterimage left by the other party. After seeing clearly, the figure suddenly appeared on the other side. His hands were divided into water spurts and attacked in two ways. He pressed the gun rod with his right hand, and the sharp blade was cut along the gun body to the hands holding the gun, forcing Xiang Qi to abandon the gun, and waved his left forearm and stroked from right to left to Xiang Qi's throat.

, Xiang Qi raised his head and leaned back, avoided the sharp blade to cut his throat, let go of the gun rod with his right hand, clenched into a fist, hit the opponent's chest, flipped his left wrist, turned the gun head and stabbed his temple, but the gun head and fist had not touched the opponent, his figure suddenly disappeared from his eyes like a magic trick. Xiang Qi turned his head and saw no one behind him. In the lightning, he suddenly felt dark above him, and he had no time to raise his head, and his body thrust forward like a conditioned reflex, and his body shot out from the spot like a crossbow arrow, with a bang behind him, and Gao Chensheng landed at the place where he was standing just now with the force of Mount Tai.

He leaned to the ground at Qi Gun, flew backwards around the rod, and before he could get up, he swept his feet towards Gao Chensheng's back neck. Gao Chensheng was not vague, as if he had expected his opponent to use this move, raised his hand, pierced the air through the air and shot towards Qi's abdomen.

Xiang Qifei's kicking action was not over yet, but seeing that the water spurt was approaching, his legs suddenly alternated up and down, and turned back in the air, his waist sank slightly, and the sharp blade of the water spurt flew over to the side waist, cutting a ten-centimeter hole in his clothes.

As soon as Xiang Qi's feet hit the ground, Gao Chensheng was already close to him. Because the distance was too close, the spear was inconvenient to be used, which became a burden. He swung the pole to sweep the opponent's lower plate. Unexpectedly, Gao Chensheng hooked his left shoulder with one hand, applied a slight force, and his body flew over the spear. Before the person stood still, the cold light of the water-dividing spear had already reached the neck and carotid artery. Xiang Qi was shocked, squatting his left knee halfway, dodging outside. Even so, a thin mark was cut on the skin on his neck. Although it was a skin trauma, the red blood beads that oozed out from it looked extremely eye-catching on the slender and white neck.

Xiang Qi used the tail end of the gun to poke the opponent's jaw. Gao Chensheng turned back and tilted back. At the same time, he kicked Xiang Qi's right hand. Xiang Qi felt a numbness in the mouth of the tiger, and the spear took off his hand. Xiang Qi hit his left elbow with his elbow. The other party's heel pushed on the ground and jumped backward in the direction of the elbow force. Xiang Qi took advantage of his movements to throw the spear over with his left hand. His hand was so powerful that the spear came first and rushed straight to the opponent's door. Gao Chensheng was calm in the face and tilted his head to avoid the tail of the gun, but he could not completely avoid the spear head that was about two inches long, and a red mark was gently drawn on his cheek.

Gao Chensheng stretched out his fingers on his face, looked at the blood-colored fingertips, and his face was calm.

Both of them fought quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they passed six or seven moves.

At this time, Xiang Qi had no weapons in his hand, and Gao Chensheng's pair of water-dividing spurts were left at this time. He flew up, held the water-dividing spurts with both hands and stabbed Xiang Qi's eyebrows from top to bottom, and Xiang Qi's arms crossed to hold the other's arms. Because Gao Chensheng's movement was accompanied by weight and the inertia of downward rushing, Xiang Qi's feet were unable to stand firm and could not be suppressed by the force of the other's arms.

Xiang Qi did not expect that after both sides fought for so long, the opponent's strength increased instead of reducing. He was forced to the edge of the arena, and his back hit the wall. Both of them trembled slightly due to the struggle. However, in this way, the sharp blade of the dividing spurt was still approaching little by little. Xiang Qi could not support it in the end, and his arms suddenly withdrew their strength. As soon as he shortened, Gao Chensheng's dividing spurt penetrated into the stone wall and reached ten centimeters deep. The force was so great that he could not pull it out for a while.

Xiang Qi topped Gao Chensheng's chest, wrapped his arms around the other person's waist and back, and pushed him to the ground in one fell swoop. Then he arched his hands and fists left and right and shouted to the other person's cheeks.

Gao Chensheng grabbed Xiang Qi's neckline with his hand and pushed his strength downwards. The two of them turned over. However, Gao Chensheng's clenched fists suddenly stopped when they fell into the air. He stared at Xiang Qi, and his expression was a little dazed. Xiang Qi was hesitant and raised his legs and knocked his knee under the crotch. Gao Chensheng's face changed drastically. He rolled to the ground in pain, curled up and cursed: "You, you... are despicable, who... bumps here..."

Xiang Qi sat up, both as a boy, he could imagine the pain of the other party at this moment, but at the same time he felt relieved. As a boy, anyone who was scrutinized by such strange eyes would feel uncomfortable.

Xiang Qi accidentally beat the other party, thinking that as long as he put a sharp weapon on the boy's neck, the game would be over. He glanced at the water-dividing spur that fell on the ground not far away, got up and walked towards the other side, but as soon as he took two steps, his body was fixed.

Xiang Qi was shocked. This was obviously a magic cast by Gao Chensheng, but he did not see the kid tying magic knots or chanting magic spells with his hands. The magic was inexplicably generated.

Gao Chensheng seemed to have seen through his intentions, and stood up with pain. He came to Xiang Qi and raised his leg and hit him in the abdomen with a knee, then kicked him away, Xiang Qi flew into the wall, and then fell into the corner of the wall, and his limbs could not move as they pleased. The two heavy blows on his stomach and chest made him tremble all over.

As if he was going to cooperate with the performance made by the audience, Gao Chensheng came over and raised his feet and kicked Xiang Qi to the center of the arena. Xiang Qi's eyes were so dark that his eyes were almost fainted. Seeing that the other party picked up the water-dividing spell and came towards him, he hurriedly cheered up and recited the spell in his mouth. The spell of the first-level magic was not long. In addition, he had a great memory. The magic spell that Lake taught him in his dream was already familiar with, and he blurted out extremely smoothly.

After the spell was recited, he heard a thunderbolt from the sky. A dazzling lightning slashed from Gao Chensheng. Gao Chensheng groaned and fell to the ground clumsyly. However, his body was only numb for a short moment, and then he trembled from the ground again. He couldn't wait to get close to him, so he aimed the dividing spur in his hand at Xiang Qifei. Xiang Qi was anxious and was about to hit his face. His inactive body suddenly broke through the shackles of magic, suddenly jumped up from the ground, caught the dividing spur and raised his hand, and returned the weapon to the other party.

Gao Chensheng's movements seemed not very straightforward and could not dodge. Seeing that the attack was about to succeed, the guy suddenly opened his huge golden wings behind him, which seemed to be a illusion made of golden aura. But with a sudden thunder, he instantly rushed into the sky like a golden falcon in his body.

Xiang Qi looked up at the sky and couldn't help but be stunned, and was extremely shocked: Damn! Is that an angel or a birdman?

In an instant, there was a thunderous applause on the watchtower, and everyone was extremely excited. I vaguely heard someone explaining that the wings were both empty and real, and were manifestations of spiritual power.

The people in the sky had their spiritual power and had several golden light arrows flying down. Only then did Xiang Qi wake up like a dream, jumping left and right, dodging continuously. The light arrow condensed by his spiritual power was amazing, and the touch immediately turned into an invisible force, causing the ground to shatter and sand and gravel to burst.

Xiang Qigang avoided the last spiritual arrow, and then heard an uproar outside the field. Looking up, he saw dense golden arrows hanging high above the entire arena.

The attacks that appear in the form of spiritual power seem to be different from magic attacks, and the damage caused is obviously physical. I expected that even if the anti-demon technique is cast, it would be difficult to escape. However, the spiritual arrows of the sky fell at the same time, and there was nowhere to escape in the empty arena.

Just as Xiang Qi was helpless, a cluster of blue cold flames suddenly ignited in the palm of his hand, and hundreds of skeleton soldiers appeared out of thin air. These guards holding steel blades and armor rushed towards him like a tide, covering his back layer after layer, and in the blink of an eye it piled up into a giant mountain of skeletons.

Xiang Qi was pressed by the mountains and could not breathe, but the storm-like spiritual power arrow fell down, and the sound of bone shattering was continuous and deafening. I felt that the weight of my body was getting lighter and lighter. When the sound outside stopped, Xiang Qi suddenly jumped out of the pile of broken bones. Looking around, hundreds of skeletons were not intact on the ground, and the golden light in the sky was dazzling. Tens of thousands of spiritual power arrows had already taken shape. A new round of attacks was about to arrive, but the dark fire in his hand was still there, but the skeleton was not able to summon it in time.

When the light arrow fell, the scene in front of him seemed to be a slow and slow lantern. The noisy screams around him disappeared. The scene of Lake burning the six prisoners with the dark fire in Dounu's cell that day appeared in front of him. Xiang Qi couldn't think about it, and in accordance with the same gourd, the dark fire in his hand turned into countless tiny blue sparks. With one finger, he flew clusters of star fires to the light arrows above his head.

He himself didn't know whether this move worked. It was purely a hundred thousand rushing to give up. Although it was not like Lake's cold flame that could make everything clean in an instant, the blue flame and the golden spiritual arrow hit the impact of the air instantly shocked, and the two intertwined forces of cold and heat spread from the middle to all directions. All the spiritual arrows flew across the walls around. The entire fighting field was shaking, thick smoke rolled, the bricks and stones on the walls were shattered, and the gravel burst out.

Xiang Qi was also flew out of the battle by the force from above. When he landed, the material behind him was worn out, and a large piece of skin was rubbed off from his back, blood and flesh was blurred, and he suddenly felt as if burning fire.

(End of this chapter)
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