Chapter 110 Advance to the semi-finals, Huang Yi does not want the spirit furnace
And I don’t know if the broken bones pierced his internal organs, but he was vomiting blood from his mouth just like Yang Wenzhao just now.

"You're still fighting?"

Xingyuan put his hands in his pockets and looked at Yang Wenzhao as if he was looking at a pitiful creature. "You don't even know where I am now?"

As he spoke, Xingyuan raised a finger and poked it into his cheek, from which broken soil fell out.

"You despicable villain! You are always using despicable means!"

Yang Wenzhao, who was already extremely angry, completely lost his rationality after being teased by Xingyuan time and time again. While cursing, he stepped forward and swung his sword to cut off Xingyuan's yellow earth clone.

"Do you think I, a magician, am going to stand in front of you and fight with you?" Xingyuan said to him with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, the huge earth dragon that Yang Wenzhao originally thought was just a trick used by Xingyuan as an empty city plan once again launched a tail swing attack on him.

He was fooled by Xingyuan again.

Because the core of this earth dragon is the earth dragon head staff in its cavity.

As long as Xingyuan, who was also hiding in the earth dragon's body, used his mental power to wrap it and itself together and block Yang Wenzhao's mental perception, this earth dragon standing on the ground without any movement would be just a stone sculpture in the eyes of the other party.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xingyuan has been giving Yang Wenzhao the illusion that he is not as strong as the other party and can only take advantage by relying on his cleverness.

However, in fact, Xingyuan's spiritual power was three levels higher than his, so when Yang Wenzhao thought that his spiritual power had been exhausted, he was able to control the earth dragon to attack him.

Although Yang Wenzhao swung the lightsaber in his hand and instantly launched an air-breaking slash filled with the power of his own blood and essence at the moment the earth dragon swung its tail and smashed down, he was still facing the sixth-order earth dragon that Xingyuan had spent a lot of time and effort to summon, and he only cut a deep mark on the fine iron of its tail.

The iron chips from the earth dragon's tail fell with a hissing sound. Although a lot of its power was offset, it did not affect its ability to hit Yang Wenzhao.

"boom--"

The last remaining brilliant-class knight sword of Yang Wenzhao shattered into pieces.

With a loud bang, Yang Wenzhao once again flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. His two hands were deformed and twisted in the air, and it was obvious that they had broken bones and dislocated joints.

The next moment, a golden figure flew down from the platform behind him at an extremely fast speed, stopping Yang Wenzhao in the air before he crashed into the wall at the edge of the stadium.

"The game is over."

As Han Qian spoke calmly, various Guardian Knight healing skills in his hands poured out and landed on Yang Wenzhao, helping him control his internal injuries. At the same time, one hand pressed on several acupuncture points on Yang Wenzhao's body, forcibly lifting his 'sacrifice state'.

After losing the backup energy supply of blood and essence, Yang Wenzhao, who originally wanted to say that the game was not over yet, fainted on the spot and lost consciousness.

The Knight Temple referee who had already run to the center of the arena saw that the Paladin of his own temple was faster than him, so he could only stop and look at Xingyuan deeply. Then, with a look of reluctance, he announced in a deep voice: "Magic Temple No. 1 wins and advances to the semi-finals."

Hey ~
Looking at the cheering members of the Magic Temple, led by Lin Xin, in the audience, Xingyuan sighed helplessly.

It was actually not a big deal to seriously injure Yang Wenzhao. After all, it was not Xingyuan who pressed his head and forced him to sacrifice himself.

What's more, Xingyuan let him go. If this happened on the battlefield, Yang Wenzhao would have been buried in the belly of the earth dragon the moment it appeared.

It was not reasonable for the Knights Templar to take their anger out on Xing Yuan and hold him accountable...

It's just that he has a group of "good teammates" who elevated the personal feud between him and Yang Wenzhao to the level of the Temple, and turned it into a suppression of their fellow players in the Knights Temple, led by Xingyuan.

Of course, this is not Lin Xin's fault. He just reacted a beat faster than others. Even if he didn't make trouble, others would have stood up...

Now that things have come to this, let’s pay our respects first.

Regardless of whether the unconscious Yang Wenzhao could see it or not, Xingyuan made a reconciliation gesture to him, which meant that the conflict between him and Yang Wenzhao was written off from then on. As long as this guy didn't jump in front of him to seek attention, the two of them would be able to live in peace from now on.

After all, this guy Yang Wenzhao is still somewhat useful. Even if his mentality was broken by Xingyuan today and he can't continue to develop according to the original world line and become one of the Divine Seal Knights of the Knights Templar, at least he will have no problem breaking through the ninth level. He is the backbone of the human camp of the Temple Alliance.

Since Cai'er had not played a game today, Xingyuan did not leave the venue as usual after the game, but returned to the audience to accompany Cai'er.

However, when he passed by Huang Yi, he noticed that the other party seemed to have a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Brother Huang Yi, you have also entered the semi-finals. Try hard to get into the top three, and you can get two spirit furnaces."

"That's also because the goddess of luck has favored me and allowed me to stagger with you, Xingyuan... and your confidante, so that I have a chance to make it into the top three."

Huang Yi took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and palms, smiling awkwardly.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Brother Xingyuan. But after all, everyone who made it to the semi-finals is a good player, and I've let it go. With the other players obviously stronger than me, the spiritual furnace reward for the top three in the finals... I can only say that I'm lucky if I get it, but I'm doomed if I lose it."

"That's not necessarily true." Xingyuan smiled and shook his head.

Huang Yi understood what Xingyuan meant and shook his head, saying, "Brother Xingyuan, I was disappointed when I received your spiritual furnace reward. I accepted it because I was bewildered. Now that I think about it, I really don't have the nerve to take this spiritual furnace from you."

Before Xingyuan could ask, Huang Yi explained himself: "Your strength is far above mine. Whether it is the elemental spirits or the spirit furnace, they are more useful in your hands than in mine.

And... that elemental spirit is not mine, it is temporarily 'stored' by the temple with me."

Xingyuan was a little surprised, looked into Huang Yi's eyes and asked, "Aren't you feeling unbalanced?"

"The winner takes all."

Huang Yi shook his head and smiled in relief: "I have won a lot from other people. I just lost to you, Brother Xingyuan, who is better than me."

If Yang Wenzhao had half the character of Huang Yi, how could he lose to Long Haochen?

"…Let me tell you something."

Xingyuan thought about it and patted his shoulder, "You are already in the top three, because Assassin No. 1 is going to join my team."

(End of this chapter)