Temple Of Spiritual Guard/C386 Violent Gales
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C386 Violent Gales

Mingsi was the first to stand up. He took one step at a time and walked towards the arena. As he took one step forward, a strong wind swept across the arena, causing his clothes and hair to flutter. This scene gave the crowd an extraordinary Qi, as if a mighty warrior was walking towards them from the sky.

On the other side, Yuwen Lang was standing on a rolling wave. He was standing beside Mingsi with the same imposing manner. One wind and one wave, they showed off their arrogance in the sky. Their sharpness was enough to shock everyone present.

"This is the first time I have seen Lang'er in such a good mood. " Yuwen Taiping smiled and stroked his long beard. The other instructors of the other teams present also nodded slightly. Even if this kind of momentum did not have any substantial effect on their competition, with this kind of information and courage, it was worth them nodding their heads in agreement.

There were many different voices in the audience. Many people were amazed by the extraordinary momentum of these two people, but there were also some who were still thinking about the disturbance caused by Mingsi. The son of a traitor, the name of a sinner in China, was like a thorn in their hearts. Should they cheer for such a person?

Therefore, the applause was not as enthusiastic as they had imagined.

However, Mingsi did not care about this at all. He did not care about the reaction of the audience from the beginning. The reason why he and Yuwen Lang did this at this moment was not only to increase their momentum.

Yuwen Taiping's words contained a profound meaning. If Mingsi couldn't play his role in the upcoming competition and obtain a satisfactory result for Sovereign Peng, then after the competition ended, Mingsi wouldn't be able to escape. He would have to pay the price for his reckless trip to the Northern Margin Region.

Therefore, he had to win, and win the competition in a powerful manner.

Thus, this scene occurred. Yuwen Lang naturally understood this logic. He suggested Mingsi to fight, because he wanted to give Mingsi this opportunity and cooperate with him with all his strength.

The wind and waves disappeared. Mingsi and Yuwen Lang stood opposite of the masked man and woman.

"The competition begins. "

Sovereign Peng's soft voice rang out, causing everyone to quieten down. No matter what had happened, it wasn't enough to affect their anticipation for this competition. Because both sides of this competition weren't easy to deal with.

Yuwen Lang was the first to make a move. He directly penetrated through the space and arrived in the sky. After condensing a huge wave, he smashed down.

"Profound Water Restriction, Nine Heavenly Waves!"

Mingsi had already retreated to the back, but he had already sent out three gusts of wind from three different directions, roaring towards the masked man and woman.

At the same time that the wind was wreaking havoc, the waves arrived with a loud bang. Water splashed in all directions, and two figures flashed out, stepping lightly on the surface of the water. However, they didn't split up. Instead, they both pointed their spearheads at the seemingly weakest Mingsi.

The masked girl, Ah Tong, locked onto Mingsi. The way she locked onto Mingsi shocked him.

Mingsi could only see three light pink plum blossoms spinning slowly in each of the pupils under the mask. At this moment, Mingsi felt as if he could see the three plum blossoms growing bigger and bigger, rotating around his body. This was a kind of restraining force. Mingsi felt suffocated. At this moment, he couldn't even circulate his Qi.

"Mingsi!" Suddenly, Yuwen Lang's voice entered his ears and shattered the world in front of Mingsi. A sword light flashed and shot straight at his chest.

A strong sense of danger rose in Mingsi's heart, but it was too late. If Mingsi was hit, he would be seriously injured!

Right at this moment, a distorted spatial ripple appeared. The spatial zone in front of Mingsi started twisting on its own. When the sword light arrived, it was distorted by the spatial ripple and disappeared.

Mingsi broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly pushed his feet backwards to avoid it, but in the next moment, he saw a figure crashing down from the sky.

"Yuwen!"

That figure was Yuwen Lang. He looked up at the sky and saw the masked young man slowly withdrawing his fist. Mingsi immediately reacted. It must be because Yuwen Lang had been struck by the masked youth because of him.

"Don't be distracted, I'm fine. " Yuwen Lang jumped up from the ground with a somersault. He twisted his neck, but his expression was still domineering and calm. Mingsi secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but at this moment, his mind was extremely tense.

The next moment, the masked man and woman attacked Mingsi from both sides. Their fists and kicks collided, and a heavy sound of impact erupted in the field. Spiritual energy scattered in all directions.

"What happened just now?" Yuwen Lang blocked Ah Mu's punch and retreated to Mingsi's side. After asking, he rushed forward again.

"That should be her ultimate move. Let's do it again. I will never hit her again. " Mingsi's voice was urgent. The combination of the masked man and woman was very powerful. Whether it was in close combat or magical techniques, their foundations were extremely strong.

With Illusion God's reminder, Mingsi also knew about the eye-bloodline technique used by the masked girl, Ah Tong. It was an illusion technique similar to Soul Catcher. She had never used it before. It must be because she saw how powerful Mingsi and Yuwen Lang were, and wanted to use her trump card as soon as she arrived. Their idea was very good. It was just that Yuwen Lang had solved the crisis for Mingsi.

After that, Mingsi and the masked man showed their true strength. They fought steadily, and the masked man and woman couldn't do anything to them. On the contrary, with the help of Mingsi and Yuwen Lang's spells, the two of them gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

The audience was amazed by the degree of tacit understanding between the wind and waves. However, the more confident these two people became, the fiercer the fight became.

However, the masked man and woman obviously had a higher level of tacit understanding. Although their individual strength was not enough, their coordination was flawless. It was obviously the result of a long period of training.

Therefore, for a moment, the scene was very tense.

"Mingsi, do you have a trump card?" Yuwen Lang and Mingsi put their hands on his shoulders and asked him.

"Yes, very strong, but it will take some time. " Mingsi immediately replied, "Help me buy ten breaths of time. "

"No problem. " Yuwen Lang returned to the main point. His body shone with a bright light, instantly covering Mingsi behind him. This was the Light Spiritual Qi Spell, which could be used to block the target's vision in battle.

Eight Space Gate slowly condensed around the masked man and woman, and the Eight Gates Time and Space Formation was set up, locking the two of them in an area. However, because the two of them were not close, such a blockade was not a threat.

Yuwen Lang waved his hand and a door opened. Distorted spatial ripples spread out and swallowed the masked man and woman. However, the two of them quickly blocked it. Such an attack was obviously not a big threat.

"Bang!" The masked man and woman had shattered one of the 8 space-time gates, followed by another. Yuwen Lang's spell technique would soon be broken.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

When the last door was broken, the masked man and woman flew out, but they could still feel the wind that filled the sky.

A thousand feet long wind lotus slowly descended from the sky. Almost at the moment the masked man and woman flew out, the wind lotus exploded with a loud bang, and a destructive force swept across the entire arena.

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