Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1800 Fierce entanglement, hard to tell the winner
  The five pairs of candidates have all been matched.

"Dong dong dong dong dong"

"Game start!"

Ao Lie and Zhang Yan flew to an open area.

The two of them landed on the ground with their hands behind their backs.

I don’t even want to do the etiquette.

"Long time no see, Dragon Palace thief."

Ao Lie is still as unreasonable as ever.

"Huh, Brachysaurus? Shut your mouth."

Ao Lie's silver sword was unsheathed, and the entire sword body gave people a cold feeling that no one could enter.

Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear was still as heavy as ever.

The other teams were already playing like crazy, and only Zhang Yan and Ao Lie could keep their temper.

The two people stared at each other for a long time, waiting for the other to make the first move.

Ao Lie's silver sword flashed over.

Zhang Yan went up with the God-killing Spear. The two weapons collided and sparks instantly appeared.

Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear kept forcing Ao Lie to step back.

Ao Lie jumped up and flew above Zhang Yan.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yan immediately lay down and the God-killing Spear passed under Ao Lie.

Two people passed each other in opposite directions.

Zhang Yan turned his head sharply, then stood on the railing and stepped over to hit Ao Lie directly.

Ao Lie was not willing to lag behind, and the silver sword just struck straight up.

This time, the two of them were entangled for nearly a stick of incense.

The competitor next to him has already changed his opponent.

Two defeated candidates were already sitting in the audience watching the battle.

Today is the final, so there are a lot of people down the stage, basically filling the entire square.

Zhang Yan turned over and suppressed Ao Lie.

Ao Lie grabbed his sleeve and turned it backward.

Zhang Yan grabbed Ao Lie's sleeve tightly and refused to let go.

Ao Lie was also pulled to the ground by Zhang Yan due to inertia. Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear was right next to him. Just when Zhang Yan was about to get it, Ao Lie stretched out his foot and kicked him aside.

Zhang Yan watched from afar as his weapon fell from his hand.

In anger, Zhang Yan did not let Ao Lie succeed.

With his right hand, he drew the silver sword at Ao Lie's waist, and he turned over and stood up, gaining strength.

The silver sword was pointed directly at Ao Lie's neck.

Ao Lie fell back and kicked Zhang Yan's sword-holding arm with his toe.

Zhang Yan quickly stopped his hand and the silver sword fell from the air.

Ao Lie rushed over to catch it.

The two men fought again and again.

Zhang Yan took the God-killing Spear and went to kill Ao Lie, but Ao Lie refused to confront him head-on.

He flew up and Ao Lie's silver sword touched Zhang Yan's neck.

"It's so dangerous!"

The audience watching in the audience clenched their fists nervously.

Of the two couples left on the stage, Zhang Yan and Ao Lie were the ones who fought the most frighteningly.

"You bet on which one of them will win."

"Hard to say."

"I saw Zhang Yan in his first few games. His momentum was so strong! He was the defender in several consecutive games."

"And he's very calm. It's hard to tell who will win after a long battle."

"I dare not talk about this. Don't underestimate the person next to him."

"He is the legitimate son of the old Dragon King. The techniques may have been passed down from him personally."

"Furthermore, this time's election for the Beihai Dragon Palace Prince is said to be open to all dragon people, but if it is not done well, there will be some secret manipulation."

"I can guarantee that Ao Lie will win."

"Don't call so early for guaranteed tickets! I'm optimistic about Zhang Yan."

The people in the audience all started betting, and everyone insisted on the person they thought would win.

But most people chose to stand in Ao Lie's team.

(End of this chapter)