Dou Po: After dressing as Xiao Yan's sister, I was favored by the group

"I said I'm not ready, will you give me more time to prepare?"

"will not."

"That's it, let's start, I am also looking forward to playing against a real strong enemy."

Compared with the arrogant person like Fu Ao, Qin Lang obviously belongs to another kind of person, which is mature and stable without any blind arrogance.

It makes people feel awe, and I have to say that such an opponent is worth it.

Qin Lang's fiery gun, which was full of magma-like color, rubbed the tip of the gun on the ground to produce a spark.

Qin Lang moved, his footsteps were astonishingly fast, the fiery gun in his hand carried a burning air wave, Xiao Xue raised the Frost Sword in his hand, the sword body and the spear tip collided in the air, this was the collision of ice and fire.

The blade and the tip of the spear rubbed sparks, Qin Lang increased his strength, and the tip of the spear passed along the blade. Xiao Xue used the friction between the blade and the tip of the spear to rotate her entire body, and the two exchanged positions.

Xiao Xue looked at the Frost Sword's blade, which was covered with ice, and a small piece of the blade was melted.

This surprised Xiao Xue unceasingly, this was the first time such a situation had occurred since using the Frost Sword.

Qin Lang saw that the tip of his gun was covered with a thin layer of ice. The two turned around slowly. Qin Lang shook the gun slightly, and the ice on the tip fell to the ground in an instant.

I didn't expect the ice to be so powerful, and it greatly exceeded Qin Lang's imagination.

The two just looked at each other, and then rushed towards each other again. The musketeer continued to attack every part of Xiao Xue's body with flames. There is a saying that one inch is long and one inch is strong, maybe it is suitable here.

Xiao Xue seldom launched an attack, most of them were defensive, blocking, ignoring the spear points that were constantly being handed up.

The tip of the spear is facing the tip of the sword, on one side is a light blue grudge mass, and on the other is a red flame mass that burns like a raging fire.

Neither ice nor fire has invaded the other side, and the guns and swords in their hands have deviated from their original usage.

The weapons of the two were separated from their hands at the same time, and the seals in their hands each exerted greater grudges on the weapons.

The contest between blue and red, the test of ice and fire, the two different grudge groups did not gain the upper hand on the competition stage.

The melon-eating crowd in the stands can be said to be a feast for the eyes. It has been a long time since there has been such a fight.

The exciting fight on the stage, the more enjoyable it is for the people in the stands to watch.

Wu Hao was already lying on the railing, closely observing the collision of the two fighting spirits. It has to be said that Dou Ling's strength is just different, and it is indeed more interesting than Da Dou Shi.

Beads of sweat had already climbed up Xiao Xue's forehead, dripping drop by drop on the ground, instantly condensing into ice.

At the other end, Qin Lang was not much better, the sweat had turned into a cloud of gas and disappeared into the air before it fell.

The collision of two different grudges suddenly made a strong sound when neither of them had the upper hand.

A strong light flashed in the middle, and the people in the stands used their arms to block the destructive power brought by this strong light.

There was a huge explosion sound on the competition stage, the explosion of ice and fire, and the smoke instantly filled the entire competition stage.

Xiao Xue retreated, muttering something, and an ice pile for stepping appeared behind him.

Only then did he stop the body that was sliding backwards.

Qin Lang made a 360-degree rotation in the air, turned upside down, and inserted the firearm in his hand into the ground.

Qin Lang regained his stature with the help of the Fiery Gun.

"What happened? What happened to the bright light just now?"

"I don't know, the competition platform is covered in fog, whoever loses wins?"

"do not know!"

In that mist, the two fought for several more rounds, and each changed positions again.

When the fog cleared, everyone was surprised to find that their positions were different again.

Moreover, both of them have a thick layer of armor, which is their own fighting spirit armor.

"Look, they've all used their fighting spirit armor."

Xiao Xue looked at a scratch on her left shoulder, a trace of blood oozed from the scratch.

With a burning sensation, it was very painful.

Qin Lang looked at the wound on his arm, which condensed into a layer of ice, hindering the seepage of blood, but the biting cold made people feel uncomfortable too.

"Sure enough, there is no reason to win so easily, you are very powerful."

Qin Lang couldn't help but praise Xiao Xue.

Xiao Xue had a faint smile: "You are also very good. In the three games, you are the first person to hurt me."

Especially the clothes near the wound were burned with a hole by the fire.

Qin Lang glanced at his arm: "Each to each other."

Qin Lang used the flames in his body to melt the biting ice, but without the protection of the ice, a trace of blood flowed from the wound.

Qin Lang dragged his musket and launched an attack on Xiao Xue again.

This time it was even more violent, Qin Lang jumped high in the air, and the tip of the musket smashed towards Xiao Xue from top to bottom with a ball of flames.

Xiao Xue tapped her toes, and quickly backed away.

Right at the position where Xiao Xue was standing just now, the flaming gun fell down, and instantly a trace of flames appeared on the competition platform.

Xiao Xue gasped, is this guy serious?
Before Xiao Xue could recover, Qin Lang's Fiery Spear came again, this time stabbing.

Xiao Xue raised her left hand: "Bingdun, get up!"

Qin Lang's Fiery Spear pierced the ice shield, and Qin Lang shouted: "Break!"

With a burning sensation, a group of red flames broke through Xiao Xue's ice shield in an instant, and this was the first time anyone else broke through it so easily.

Xiao Xue hastily raised the Frost Sword sideways in her hand, and the tip of the musket hit the blade of the Frost Sword.

Xiao Xue held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword in the other relying on fighting spirit.

Qin Lang intensified the use of fighting energy, and the air mass wrapped in red flame fighting energy was all condensed on the tip of the spear.

The Frost Sword in Xiao Xue's hand slowly became an arc, and the tip of the fiery gun was getting closer and closer to Xiao Xue's chest.

In the end, the Frost Sword in his hand had been pasted on the fighting spirit armor.

The sweat in Wu Hao's palms was no worse than the beads of sweat on his forehead.

Could it be that Xiao Xue is about to lose?
At this moment, Xiao Xue's eyes sank, and a delicate voice sounded.

Like a compressed spring, it sounded with Xiao Xue's sweet voice.

Qin Lang retreated unconsciously, the fiery gun in his hand was unsteady and fell out.

Inserted on the competition platform, what happened just now?
The light blue battle energy in Xiao Xue's hand wrapped around the sword body, and at the very moment, the sword body gathered enough energy, like a spring, no, it was more like a bowstring.

And the musket is like a bow and arrow fired by the force on the bowstring.

Qin Lang was sent flying out, and with great force, the Fiery Gun in Qin Lang's hand was also shot out.

This is what happened just now, the Frost Sword in Xiao Xue's hand formed more than a dozen ice swords, and attacked Qin Lang who had not yet stabilized his figure.

In a master's fight, the outcome is within a hair's breadth, and it is equally important to seize the timing of the attack. Obviously, Xiao Xue launched a new attack on Qin Lang following the remaining prestige just now.