Chapter 109 Yang Wenzhao died

Although the Star Unicorn has an excellent physique, it can withstand the gravity.

When it was only five meters away from the ground, it adjusted its body so that it would not fall any further...

However, this was of no use. The ground of the stadium below Yang Wenzhao began to bulge upwards, and a loud dragon roar was heard from underground.

Yang Wenzhao is worthy of being the contemporary leader of the Knights Templar. He immediately sensed the fatal crisis.

He wanted the Starry Unicorn to carry him away from here, but his mount could only barely keep its body steady at this moment, so how could it possibly increase its flying speed?

And Xingyuan won’t give him this opportunity!
A lifelike, ferocious-looking giant earth dragon broke out of the ground, opening its mouth wide to swallow Yang Wenzhao and his horse alive...

Of course, Xingyuan had no intention of taking Yang Wenzhao's life.

I just don't know whether this guy was scared silly or wanted to live and die with his Warcraft companion, so he didn't make any move to abandon his horse and escape.

He noticed that the people on the high platform were ready to go, emitting an extremely powerful aura of sacred light, as if they were ready to intervene in the game at any time and snatch the members of their own temple from the mouth of the earth dragon.

This is not okay.

Since the earth dragon head staff with the essence and blood integrated by Xingyuan was now in the body of the earth dragon, he was able to communicate with its mind. Even though it was such a huge elemental creature, Xingyuan did not need to expend too much mental energy to control it.

"Old Han, wait a moment."

Seeing that Han Qian of the Knights Templar had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, Lin Chen also stretched out his hand in front of him, "Xingyuan has already retracted his attack. That kid knows his limits."

Han Qian didn't look at him, his attention still focused on Yang Wenzhao's grandson.

This man is the grandson of Yang Haohan, one of the masters of the Knights Templar. He cannot let anything unexpected happen to the other side in the competition.

But it was indeed just as Lin Chen said, Xingyuan made the savage earth dragon close its mouth, but the killer move he had been brewing for such a long time couldn't just come back empty handed, right?
The huge dragon's tail, which was made entirely of fine iron, hit Yang Wenzhao and the Starry Unicorn under him hard, and then he and his horse fell to the ground like a cannonball.

"Is this what you call having a sense of propriety?" Han Qian's eyes turned red.

"Uh……"

Lin Chen was silent for a while. "It's better than being eaten, right? And this move can be regarded as Xingyuan's ultimate killer move to make the final decision. Yang Wenzhao didn't admit defeat, and Xingyuan still saved his life?"

"you!……"

Lin Chen spoke very tactfully, but Han Qian was not a rookie, so he naturally understood the other party's implication.

So the Knights Templar should thank Xingyuan for not harming the lives of their players?

"Sister Yang-Yang-Yang..."

Feng Ling'er pulled the sleeve of Ye Weiyang who was sitting next to her, "Did you see it?"

"……Um."

In the audience, Chen Ying'er couldn't bear to watch Yang Wenzhao vomiting blood and his armor shattered beyond recognition, so she looked away.

"So, so strong." Wang Yuanyuan clenched his fists and muttered.

"Good! You are worthy of being the number one in our Magic Temple!" As Xingyuan's number one supporting actor, Lin Xin was the first to stand up from his seat and applaud.

The other contestants of the Magic Temple saw this and followed suit, not knowing whether they wanted to stir up trouble or take this opportunity to build a good relationship with the No. 1 who was expected to hold a high position in the temple.

"Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!"

For some reason, the players from the Assassin's Temple also went crazy, as if they had forgotten that they were the allies of their own Temple...

Seeing this, Han Qian on the high platform was so angry that his face turned green.

The Magic Temple had been the mortal enemy of the Knights Templar for so many years, and it was already uncomfortable enough for the other party to taunt him like this. Who would have known that the Assassin's Templar, which had allied with his own temple, would also make trouble at this time?
"Shadow follows the wind!"

Han Qian turned around and found that the other party was not on the platform at the moment. He found an elder of the Assassin's Temple to help represent him, and no one knew where the person had gone.

Fortunately, some players from the Assassin's Temple reacted promptly, and they were also relatively "united", so they immediately quieted down after shouting for a few words.

However, the impact had already been made, and words that had been heard could not be taken back. The expressions on the faces of the players of the Knights Templar in the audience and contestant seats were not much better than those of their Paladins.

On the field, Yang Wenzhao, who had finally used his spiritual power to stop his injuries from getting worse, looked at the star source and the huge earth dragon on his left and right, and forced himself to stand up.

It is impossible for him to admit defeat. The Knights Templar have been mocked in such a way. Although he is conceited, he still has the pride that comes with being a knight.

And there was no way he would admit that he was weaker than Xingyuan.

He must have used some despicable means, which is why I am in such an embarrassing situation. There is no doubt about it!
Yang Wenzhao was certain that Xingyuan must have very little spiritual power left in his body at this moment. All his cards had been played out and there was no possibility of struggle.

Yang Wenzhao's skin began to bleed, his eyes turned red, and the originally weak aura in his body began to rise...

Tsk...are you playing tricks on me?

Xing Yuan, who recognized what Yang Wenzhao was doing, also frowned.

Why don't magicians have this secret technique of burning blood to gain power? The answer is that the magician's body is too weak, but Xingyuan is not satisfied with this. He also wants life-threatening skills like the warrior's berserk skill and the knight's "sacrifice" skill.

The Knight's "Sacrifice" skill, as the name suggests, can only be used at the most critical moments, such as life and death, or when risking one's life to cover for teammates.

The power boost that "sacrifice" can bring is far greater than the boost from a warrior's frenzy, but at the same time, the price to pay is much greater, and the duration cannot be as long as that of a warrior.

If the warrior's frenzy process is likened to lighting a candle, then the knight's "sacrifice" is to throw the fire directly into the oil.

Yes, Yang Wenzhao ignited nearly 70% of his essence, blood, and qi in one breath. At this moment, his tendons and veins all over his body were burning with pain. It was a sign that his whole body was filled with power. If left unchecked, the person would die on the spot from burst blood vessels.

Throwing away the 'long sword' with only the hilt left in his hand, Yang Wenzhao tightly grasped the last remaining brilliant-level lightsaber, and then gave Xingyuan a cruel smile.

The Star Unicorn can no longer be relied upon. Its current condition is even more miserable than Yang Wenzhao's.

The wings were broken off, leaving only a bit of skin and flesh still attached to the back.

(End of this chapter)