Chapter 45-The Final

For Feng Yuyan's words, Lu Yuan didn't pay attention to it. Soldiers came to cover the water and the earth. Even if the other three teamed up, he was confident of winning the final victory. This was confidence in his own strength.

After returning to the dormitory, chatting with Yuanxin, he began to meditate and practice all the way, but persistence.

Leave lightly overnight.

The next day!

It was about 8 o'clock in the morning, and everyone gathered in the training ground again. Today's battle will be the last battle of the training camp and the most intense championship battle.

So early in the morning, the ring was full of people, and none of the trainees who were still in the training camp, including Yuanxin and other injured trainees, were absent.

Looking at the three people who were eager to try, Lu Yuan touched his ring, maybe he really wanted to show all his cards today.

Lin Feng, Yan Xiang, and Feng Yuyan each have their own strengths, and it is really tricky to add them together.

Chris stood on the ring, and by the end of the final, the atmosphere was quite high.

Squeezing his hands, Chris cleared his throat, "Dear students, after the cruel and fierce trials, we still have four contestants left, they are Lin Feng!"

On the ring, Lin Feng nodded.

"Yan Xiang!"

Yan Xiang showed a simple smile on his face.

"Feng Yuyan!" Feng Yuyan smiled faintly, revealing a charming style.

"And the last Lu Yuan!"

"Lu Yuan, come on!" Yuan Xin waved his hand under the ring.

"Yeah!" Lu Yuan nodded to Yuan Xin.

"Today's competition is a melee. Except for poisoning and intentional death, there are no other rules. After the competition, the last student standing is the champion of this competition!"

Chris glanced across the four of them, "Are you all ready?"

"Yeah!" The four nodded together.

"Okay, then the game officially starts now!" Chris quickly walked off the ring, and on the ring, only four people including Lu Yuan were left.

Looking at the four people who were still motionless on the opposite side, Lu Yuan smiled faintly, then turned sharply and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Among the three opposite, he was only interested in Lin Feng.

"Good come!" Lin Feng was not to be outdone in the face of Lu Yuan's attack.

The figures of the two are staggered.

"Heh, let's start too!" Yan Xiang laughed and rushed into the two men's battle group.

Feng Yuyan's pretty face changed slightly, and a purple mist exuded all over her body. A purple plant appeared on her right hand, with two yellow spirit rings emitting light.

It is her martial spirit Ziyanluo, a top plant martial spirit, possessing the power of illusion and toxin.

The purple mist hit, slowly spreading towards the three of them.

"Ah!"

"Wuhun possessed!"

The three spirits possessed all together, and the five yellow spirit rings were shining at the same time, and the battle was about to start.

With a punch, the rushing Yan Xiang was repelled, and Lu Yuan swept towards Lin Feng with one kick.

This kick came fiercely, with the sound of howling wind, Lin Feng's eyes drenched, his figure turned, and Lu Yuan swept away.

Just as Lu Yuan was about to pursue it, a fist from Yan Xiang blasted towards Lu Yuan's head.

"Crunch!" Lu Yuan clenched his right fist, and blasted out with a punch.

When the two fists collided, Lu Yuan stepped back two steps, but Yan Xiang was directly knocked into the air.

"Mother, strong enough!" Yan Xiang steadied his figure, felt some numb fists, patted his chest, and sighed.

Lin Feng's expression changed, and he knocked Yan Xiang into the air with a punch, with great strength.

Without paying much attention to Yan Xiang, Lu Yuan's figure still rushed towards Lin Feng.

For Lu Yuan, Lin Feng was the biggest threat.

"Ghost Leopard Shadow!" Lin Feng's footsteps were wrong, and his figure was erratic. This was his first spirit ability, and the effect was stealth and speed bonus.

Lin Feng's figure directly turned into several, Lu Yuan hit on the afterimage for several consecutive blows, and did not cause any harm to Lin Feng.

"Interesting!" Lu Yuan paused, with a vague figure, "Feng Wu six fantasy!"

The figure was divided into six, turned into afterimages, and immediately caught up with Lin Feng.

"Fast speed!" Lu Yuan's fist swept across the tip of Lin Feng's nose, and Lin Feng couldn't help getting goose bumps from the fierce wind.

"Huh!" Lu Yuan stepped on, and six afterimages surrounded Lin Feng.

"This!" Looking at the two flying figures not far away, Yan Xiang had a numb scalp. The speed of these two people is too terrible, he can't get in at all!

However, it seemed that Lin Feng had fallen asleep, which shocked Yan Xiang secretly.

Not only could he crush him in strength, but also Lin Feng in speed. He was really a terrifying kid.

"Second spirit ability, ghost and leopard combo!" Under Lu Yuan's speed, Lin Feng felt a lot of pressure and had to use his second spirit ability.

As an agile attack type spirit master, one day a strong attack type spirit master will be crushed in speed. To be honest, Lin Feng's heart is quite aggrieved.

"The waves are raging!" Facing Lin Feng's fierce Leopard Claw, Lu Yuan was not surprised, and the tricks in the Shanhai Fist were displayed.

The power of this Shanhaiquan is no less powerful than soul skills. After all, this is the proud martial arts of the top ten martial artist Wu Wudi.

And Wu Wudi is a top expert in Fengyun World, even if he is a figure above the Soul Sage in this world, how can such a strong martial arts be weak.

Fengyun World's level may not be much lower than Douluo Continent.

It's just that although Lu Yuan is proficient in this Shanhaiquan, he still does not fully understand the essence of it. In fact, this is understandable. After all, Lu Yuan is only six years old, and this martial arts is enough for him to use the soul king and the soul emperor. Rank.

Lin Feng's speed is very fast, and the power of Ghost Leopard's combos is not small, but for Lu Yuan, who is not slower than him and whose attack power is far above him, there is not much threat.

With one force breaking through ten thousand magic spells, Lu Yuan's punches offset Lin Feng's combos one after another, and he still blasted straight towards Lin Feng's chest.

Looking at the huge fist that was close at hand, Lin Feng quickly turned around, but was still blown by the fist and wind, throwing him several meters away.

"Cough!" Lin Feng fell to the ground with a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yuan kept his body in shape and continued to attack, as if he was taking advantage of his illness and killing him.

"Su!" A cloud of purple smoke enveloped Lu Yuan. The purple mist was full of sweet fragrance, which made people unconsciously want to smell it.

Lu Yuan was taken aback, feeling a somewhat confused head, hurriedly running the Qing Qi Jing, quickly removing the confusion in his mind.

The Qingqi Jing was indeed a peerless technique, and in a moment Lu Yuan's head became sober again.

"Huh?" Lu Yuan's expression changed, but he only noticed an aura suddenly coming.

With arms crossed across his chest, a huge fist struck Lu Yuan's arms crossed, and a huge force made Lu Yuan back seven steps before stabilizing his figure.

Looking at the figure on the opposite side, Lu Yuan's expression became serious...