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"Hehe, I've been waiting for this very moment. Enjoy all the needles for yourself."

The corner of Fan Mu's mouth curled into a smile. On his palms, a jade-green light radiated and a barrier of spirit wood once again appeared. However, this time it wasn't covering Fan Mu himself, but Long Qi Tian!

It would be better to just directly block Long Qi Tian's move by forming a barrier around him. This was probably the idea of an average person. However, Fan Mu's move had a deeper meaning to it.

"Nonsense."

Long Qi Tian evaluated casually. It was wishful thinking to use such a thin layer of barrier to trap his movements, or even to obstruct his phantom ice spirits. The second section of the Pear Blossom Rain was more than ten times more violent than the waltz, and there wasn't enough spirit wood in front of him.

However, Long Qi Tian didn't think of using this paper to reduce Fan Mu's spirit. With a mocking smile, Long Qi Tian once again sunk into the crevices of the elemental energy, he intended to let all the needles land on Fan Mu's body and let him have a taste of the pain, the pain of his whole body being bitten like an ant, the feeling of wanting to die.

"Mo Ru!"

Fan Mu shouted. After waiting for so long, Fan Mu had placed all his hopes on Mo Ru. With a single strike, it was clear who would win and who would lose.

"Aiming at that lump of wood, Long Qi Tian is trapped inside." Fan Mu gave a meaningful glance and pointed to the ground. How could he have forgotten Long Qi Tian's life-saving technique?

"Good!" This move of mine is made of wooden block! "

Mo Ru smiled knowingly and played such a part with Fan Mu, all for the sake of keeping a person in the dark, Long Qi Tian.

At this moment, Fan Mu could imagine the expression on Long Qi Tian's face. Endless disdain could be seen in his expression. "Hehe," Fan Mu laughed so much that he didn't even realize he had failed.

"Excalibur!"

Mo Ru stabbed her dual blades into the ground. Her dual blades were completely formed from lightning. The thunder elements in the surroundings rushed towards the barrier of wood and wood that was used as a defense. In an instant, they turned into black smoke.

Where both sabers pierced, two bolts of blue lightning were like snakes slithering down from the ground, crushing the entire arena to pieces as if there was nothing left of it. Only a "Ah!" sound could be heard, and from within the smoke and dust, a person bound by lightning snakes gradually appeared.

"You all ?"

A trace of hatred flashed through his eyes. Long Qi Tian didn't even have the strength to speak after being bound by lightning. His ice soul was scattered on the ground, and some flickering lightning patterns could be vaguely seen.

"It's over!"

With a sudden clench of her left hand, the lightning snakes binding Long Qi Tian were locked in place, and the condensed lightning bolts grinded against each other. With a loud bang, a series of explosions sounded out from the center, followed by another explosion.

"This girl is really vicious," Fan Mu's mouth twitched. He was glad that he didn't offend the little girl, or else he wouldn't even know how he died.

"Impossible ?"

"Long Qi Tian has disappeared ?"

Someone died? Not only that, there wasn't even a trace of bone remaining from the explosion? No one dared to believe that what was happening in front of them was the truth. Long Qi Tian had long been shrouded by a supreme halo in everyone's hearts, they absolutely did not expect that the little girl's explosive move would actually understand his life.

"Big brother!"

Long Batian stood up angrily, and in a flash, he flew into the arena, looking at the deep pit left behind, as well as the remnants of the clothes beside the hole. Long Batian's eyes instantly turned scarlet, and a raging energy shot out from his body unrestrainedly. He gritted his teeth, and stared at Mo Ru's haggard face, spitting out a few words fiercely, "Kill for my life!"

"Wait!"

After a cloud of white smoke passed, three supervisors appeared on stage, blocking Long Batian's path. "The match is not over yet. Please withdraw, without permission."

"Scram!"

Three Green Rank supervisors were unable to resist at all, and in a single exchange, they were sent flying. In the blink of an eye, Long Batian's steps were not obstructed at all as he took a single stride forward, closing in on Mo Ru. His domineering aura flowed out from his fist, and he passed away in front of him, and he was his own father, Fang Shiyu.

Clenching his teeth, Fan Mu did not dare to waste any time and activated his Spirit Life Technique. In an instant, his arm was covered with thick pieces of wood, and he charged out at an incredible speed. It seemed that after a few rounds of actual combat, Fan Mu had become more and more proficient in controlling the techniques of the Spirit Life Art.

However, don't forget that this time, he was going up against Long Batian, who was he? His strength was on par with Long Qi Tian's, standing on the hurricane, before they even touched, a few huge holes suddenly appeared on the spirit wood. It was as if it had instantly compressed the air and shriveled up.

"Enough, it's time for you to wake up from your dream."

On the arena, an elderly figure stood in the air as the white mist exploded. His arm alone was sufficient to block Long Batian's path.

"They! They killed my big brother, and you tell me to let it go! Are you a cold-blooded person? "

Long Batian was extremely excited. From his words, one could tell that he was angry and sad, as if it was true.

Fang Shiyu had once been his disciple and comrade, and his abacus was more clear than anyone else that his son was not much better. The only thing he did not expect was that Long Qitian would actually not be able to bear it, no, to be more accurate, it should be Fang Shiyu who could not even withstand a single lightning strike and had lost his life in the hands of a little girl. It was truly a pity that he could not personally kill this person who killed his master.

"Competition is cruel. In war years, there will always be casualties in every battle. Those who die have already died, so dying on the martial field is a type of honor. On the other hand, your sorrow is a great insult to him."

"You!"

Long Batian suddenly stomped on the ground, causing the stone to crack. But the one blocking him was Elder Long, so he had no choice but to restrain himself.

"Let's go. The match is not over yet."

Long Batian pouted, dragging his lonely figure off the stage with a groan. Currently, the only chance to take the treasure was at the awards ceremony, and if he were to fight with Elder Long now, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to see a treasure. Right now, he could only wait for the opportunity, for the treasure to fall into his hands.