The Reborn Dharma God is the Queen

Chapter 492 The Second Game

The time soon came to the start time of the nine-person team competition. Rong Luo and the others hadn't gone to the arena yet, but the teams that hadn't competed first came to the room where Rong Luo and the others were going to compete.

Tang Qiao and He Xingyun came together.

"I said you have already lost to our prince, why are you here again?" Tang Qiao leaned lazily on the back, her voice was also very laziness.

He Xingyun was convinced when he lost, but he was very curious about Rong Luo's true strength, and said slowly, "You are so lucky that you didn't meet Rong Luo. According to my observation, the strength of our prince may be We have arrived at the Grand Magister."

Tang Qiao paused, feeling that He Xingyun had exaggerated Rong Luo's strength.

He and He Xingyun said carelessly, "If you say that the 20-year-old Rong Luo is a great magister, I can still accept it, but the 16-year-old great magister? Your Majesty, Yi Chenyi is one of the best geniuses in our morning domain to lead them." Right, they were only magisters when they were 16 years old, right? No matter how powerful Rong Luo is, it is impossible for him to become a great magister."

He Xingyun shook his head, "It's not as simple as you said, there is a man named Zhao Fu in the school team of Muhang City who competed with Rong Luo this time, he is also a genius, and now he is a low-level Martial God. This time you will see Rong Luo's true strength."

He leaned over to Tang Qiao and said in a low voice, "I heard that Rong Luo had been to the Temple of Law before, and her test in the Temple of Law was a magister of level 63, with dual elements of ice and fire, with sss-level spiritual power, what do you think?" Considering how much time has passed now, Rong Luo's strength must have greatly improved."

Tang Qiao really hasn't investigated these things, her smile is a little stiff.

He Xingyun sighed and said, "I met Rong Luo in the first game, and that was a proper sacrifice. Rong Luo's goal is very clear, which is to break into the global competition, and I want them to stop in the divisional competition. I don't think it's possible."

Tang Qiao put her palms together in front of her face, closed her eyes and muttered, "Don't meet Rong Luo in future matches, don't meet Rong Luo, don't meet Rong Luo."

He Xingyun couldn't laugh or cry when he saw his babbling look, "What are you reading?"

"I beg my ancestors to bless me. Don't meet Rong Luo, at least not in the divisional competition. My luck is still very good. My ancestors must bless me."

He Xingyun was speechless, and slapped Tang Qiao on the head, "You should watch the game carefully."

Originally it was dark and only the advertisements were playing in the background. When Tang Qiao and He Xingyun were chatting, the broadcast gradually ended. The field was lit up, and the referees and players also came up.

"Competition room No. [-] on the C floor, the first game of the nine-player match." The referee said blankly, "Rong Luo's first team from Chendu Central College and Du Shun's first team from Muhang First Academy, the match scene, heavy rain jungle."

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the color of the entire room changed rapidly. The towering trees appeared in front of everyone, as if they were real. People could touch the bark of the rough trees when they raised their hands. There was no sunlight, and the pouring rain seemed to be opened. The sprinkler suddenly released.

In this scenario, light magic and fire magic will be restrained.

The players on the field didn't have time to prepare, and everyone was drenched in water.

Rong Luo frowned and wiped her face, her vision was a little blurred by the heavy rain, she glanced at the top of her head, thinking that this simulated scene is really amazing.

On the contrary, the people in the stands outside the competition field, instead of sighing when they saw this situation, shouted louder and louder.

A pair of sharp eyes were like a falcon, looking at her without any concealment, Rong Luo turned his head slightly, just in time to meet Zhao Fu's cold and sharp eagle eyes.

It's like staring at prey.

Rong Luo raised his chin, without any appearance of fear.

"Game start!"

The referee gave an order, blocking the eyes of the two, and ushered in a face-to-face duel.

Yan Yu wanted to tell Rong Luo not to rush so fast, but Rong Luo disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant like an arrow leaving the string.

Zhao Fu also disappeared in the opposite team.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.

On this court, both of them felt that the other was the most powerful person.

The heavy rain was still pouring down, and neither the raindrops that blurred the vision nor the trees that hindered the movement seemed to be able to stop their movements.

Combat is imminent.

A confrontation of pure strength, the fists of two people collided together.

Only Rong Luo, who was of martial arts power, was hit by the opponent's powerful force and stepped back repeatedly, with his back resting on the tree trunk, was he able to stop.

This is the absolute absolute gap brought about by strength.

There was a fighting look in Rong Luo's eyes, instead of fear, she became more and more excited.

She moved her hands and feet, and blocked an attack from Du Shun.

Zhao Fu didn't expect that Rong Luo was just a martial saint, so he said indifferently, "You can't beat me now."

The corners of Rong Luo's lips were drawn up, her eyes were shining brightly, with a stern look, she didn't look like her, "Oh? Can't beat it."

From her side, wisps of scorching heat began to transpire, and the raindrops in the air that had not yet landed on the ground instantly turned into gas, as if time had frozen, the raindrops stagnated in midair, and the original torrential rain no longer approached the scorching fire, frantically Wu's tongue of fire is like an unruly devil, twisting its body to its heart's content, shouting silently and arrogantly.

She stood in the flames, her haughty posture was like that of a king.

Rong Luo didn't disturb the other people's fighting, and was only about two meters away from her.

Just this little area is enough to make everyone present scream.

He Xingyun opened his mouth wide, pointed tremblingly at Rong Luo on the field, and screamed, "She, she, field!?"

Tang Qiao also looked like she could swallow a whale, "This Rongluo."

The howls of the others in the stands were enough to blow off the roof, they were all shouting a name, a title.

Zhao Fu's face suddenly became serious.

No matter what, it was impossible for him to think that Rong Luo would be a person who had already learned the field.

Rong Luo raised his hand and hooked him.

do not waste time.

Hurry up and race.

Zhao Fu seemed to be provoked, his anger rose, and his internal energy rushed into his internal organs, clamoring to defeat this hateful man quickly.

He also let his emotions spread.

The current virtual scene is a rainy day, and Rong Luo still dares to use the fire element. Her domain is weakened to a certain extent, so he is not afraid!
"How does the boss use the fire element? Doesn't she know that rain and fire are also mutually restraining? How do you fight this?" Lu Su blessed the magic shield and was anxious on the sidelines.

　Guess why Luoluo uses fire elements on rainy days?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)