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Chapter 147 finally won the first

At this moment, the people from the two hospitals in the Southeast became nervous, and many disciples unconsciously clenched their fists. At such a critical moment, victory or defeat was here.

On the battlefield, Chen Mo and Zhao Haitao have already increased their momentum, and the battle is about to break out.

Zhao Haitao moved first, his momentum was shocked, and his violent true energy spread out, blowing his head and his head was extremely elegant.

The true qi layer after layer, shaking the surrounding air.

"Chen Mo, you can take my move, and the waves are three thousand."

Zhao Haitao did not draw his sword, but used his proud combat skills.

Boom...

The true qi was turbulent, and the sound of waves burst out, and layers of invisible true qi frenzy swept across the entire battle platform.

This is an all-round attack, majestic. No matter where the opponent stands, it will be attacked. There is no way to avoid it and must resist head-on.

Of course, Chen Mo did not intend to avoid it. If he wanted to defeat his opponent, it was impossible to rely solely on dodging.

"Frost finger."

Chen Mo has not drawn his sword, and he is not worthy of Zhao Haitao's fighting skills.

I saw Chen Mo pointing together like a sword, his hands were instantly covered with frost and the cold air was breathtaking.

Whoosh!

Chen Mo pointed his finger and a rippling ice rippled out. The cold air turned into a huge finger, like a pillar, rushing around.

This is a very powerful fingering technique with amazing lethality.

Boom...

The cold frost finger collided with the wave of true qi*.

The entire battle platform was shaking violently, and the aftermath of the terrifying battle rippled, and people outside the battle platform felt a cold chill.

This is the battlefield was sealed by experts. Otherwise, just this collision, even the battle platform made of solid rocks would be torn apart on the spot.

Kakka...

The wave of true qi was crushed by the frost fingers, and finally, the huge frost fingers also burst out and turned into frost energy, disappearing invisible.

Dingdeng!

The violent collision made Zhao Haitao unable to help but take two steps back. On the other hand, Chen Mo still maintained the previous position of his finger, without moving at all.

One move, the right and the other is judged immediately.

Although this battle against the fight cannot directly determine the outcome, it is clear which one is stronger and who is weaker. Chen Mo's strength obviously has the upper hand.

"Good Senior Brother Chen Mo."

The disciples of the South Court were excited, and some people jumped up directly. They seemed to have seen the dawn of victory in the South Court.

Bai Feng clenched his fists, and this big manager was obviously extremely nervous.

The same is true for Xun Zhong, staring at the battlefield without blinking. If he loses this battle, the first place will be taken away by the South Court. In that case, he will become the target of being ridiculed by the South Court.

On the battlefield, Zhao Haitao, who was at a disadvantage, drew out his own sword with one move.

On the other hand, Chen Mo was not negligent. He did not have any impetuousness at all. He would not be proud until he really defeated the other party. If the final failure was caused by distraction, it would be too unfair.

Zhao Haitao shouted loudly, sweeping the sword in his hand, his sword technique opened and closed, extremely fierce.

For the honor of the East Court, Zhao Haitao obviously fought hard.

Chen Mo is not willing to be outdone, and he has already gained a certain advantage in the previous collisions. This advantage can often give him great confidence in battle.

In a true showdown, confidence is sometimes very important. Once you have the confidence to win, you will take a step further from victory.

Clam clang clang clang...

The battle swords collided, and the sword energy was scattered. The two were centered on the battle platform, and they fought back and forth.

For a moment, the shadows of the two people were everywhere on the entire battle platform, and they moved left and right, and it was completely in full swing.

After a while, the two separated, and looking at their appearance, they were both a little embarrassed.

Especially Zhao Haitao, a trace of blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his arm holding the sword was also flowing with blood.

On the other hand, although Chen Mo's face was a little pale and ugly, he was not injured by sword. In this way, Chen Mo was still better at his skills and had a greater chance of winning.

"Come again."

Zhao Haitao was in a mess, but his desire for victory made him unable to give up. With the rippling true energy, he even raised his sword and rushed towards Chen Mo.

"This person's mood is already in chaos and he will definitely lose."

Zhang Tianze said lightly that his eyesight is definitely much higher than that of ordinary people. Even if he does not have mental power, his combat experience is beyond the reach of countless young people.

Before coming out, the old man taught him too many things. In the battle, the mind is the most important, especially in a decisive battle with equal strength. If you cannot maintain a stable mind, the chance of victory will be greatly reduced.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Tianze finished speaking, he heard a scream from the battle platform.

I saw Zhao Haitao's sword flying out of his hand, and the hands that originally held the sword were flowing with blood.

A sword cultivator who was killed by someone in the battle was already losing.

What's more, Zhao Haitao has already suffered injuries that particularly affect his combat effectiveness, so there is no need to stand still.

"Do you still have to fight?"

Chen Mo's face was full of domineeringness. At this moment, Chen Mo was extremely confident. He did what he had dreamed of and finally earned supreme glory for the South Courtyard.

"Why!"

Zhao Haitao sighed heavily, turned around and walked off the battlefield.

Zhao Haitao's figure is very lonely. I'm afraid only he can understand how disappointed he is at this moment.

The originally calm square suddenly burst into cheers, and the South Courtyard went crazy.

The participating disciples and those who watched the game screamed like wolves, which was so exciting.

"Win, we won, we are the first."

"Yes, we won, and finally got proud."

"It's great. Let's see how arrogant the people from the other Third Hospital will be in front of us in the future."

…………

At this moment, all the people in the South Courtyard were very happy. For this moment, the South Courtyard had been waiting for too long.

Not to mention the disciples and elders below, even Xiao Ruoxue on the high platform showed an extremely rare smile.

Ha ha……

Bai Feng laughed loudly, tears flowing, and the old guy in his decades laughed like a child.

This is sadness, and it is really not enough to be told by outsiders.

Xun Zhong's expression was extremely difficult to see. When he thought about the two games he won, he even made a sarcastic statement and was complacent. He thought that the first place was the East Court. Now that he was slapped in the face in such a timely manner, he, the chief manager of the East Court, could not say a word.

"Xun Zhong, are you still showing off now? It's my turn to show off for a while."

Bai Feng strode to Xun Zhong and laughed against the other person's face.

"I'm so arrogant. I have the ability to win the first place in the next round of personal battles."

Xun Zhong almost didn't look like Bai Feng. He was still looking forward to the next round of personal battle. Now the East Court is second in the first round. If he wins first in the next round of personal battle, there is still some hope for the overall results.
Chapter completed!
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