Fog Survival

Faced with such a situation, Qin Lie had no choice but to fight to the death.

After the attack, Qin Lie chose to temporarily stop the offensive, converge all the surrounding flames and magma, condense it to himself, and form a boiling magma lake.

The terrifying high temperature burned the air, and the surrounding space was constantly fluctuating.

Qin Lie's eyes were downcast, the depths of his pupils were burning like flames, and the aura around him was burning the sky and boiling the earth. The powerful force controlled the surrounding magma, peeling it off from the ground and hanging in the air to form a magma fireball.

With such powerful control, everyone could not help but take a breath of cold air.

Anyone who has studied witchcraft knows very well at this moment that Qin Lie's strength does not lie in his talent!

Maybe his talent is really strong, but he is definitely the top talent.

What really supports him standing here is his attainments in witchcraft. In terms of understanding of the fire attribute, he must have reached the level of perfection, or even higher.

This is acquired hard work, endless years of training and understanding, and dedicated study and exploration day and night.

This is far more important than talent.

A huge magma fireball condensed in the air, and the surrounding flames gathered and wrapped in the outer layer of magma, shining like a sun.

It was very difficult for Qin Lie to do all this, and it was even said to be overloaded.

At this time, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, and his legs and feet stopped shaking.

The damage this move did to his body was very large, beyond his endurance, and there was a high probability... that it would leave fundamental damage.

But he still chose to go out.

Even Qin Yan on the sidelines just watched this scene all the time without saying anything to stop it. The fluctuation in his eyes was enough to show the calmness in his heart.

Rather than stopping his children, he is more willing to let his children give it a try and do what he wants to do and what he thinks is right.

In the arena of race war, there is never a way out!

The arena is a matter of life and death. From the moment you decide to step onto the stage, you must be prepared for the difference between life and death.

This is a lesson that practitioners must learn throughout their lives.

As the lava fireball was released from 꿛, the fire illuminated the arena.

But at the same time, Qin Lie also fell to the ground, having lost all his spiritual energy and strength.

With only one last breath, he stared in the direction of the enemy.

Behind the scenes, Qi Yuan watched this scene, and finally sighed with regret: "It's over...the victory or defeat is over."

Finally, in Qi Yuan’s eyes, in Qin Yan’s eyes, in the eyes of everyone in the audience, in Qin Lie’s eyes...

A huge earth-yellow fist figure rose from the ground.

At the same time, thousands of stone pillars grew out of the ground, covering the entire set of young people in front, shrouding the entire set of phantoms, and wrapping tens of thousands of layers of protection.

Facing the explosive output of the magma fireball, the young man with gloves also exhausted all his energy and made the final resistance.

The most explosive fire and the hardest rock collided together at this moment.

At first, the magma fireball was as powerful as a sun, bringing a devastating attack and making everyone shudder.

However, after all, this magma fireball is not controlled by anyone, and there is no subsequent power maintenance, so its potential is very limited.

After several minutes of resisting, the young man with fist gloves exhausted all his remaining energy, which gradually exhausted the energy in the magma.

As the crimson magma fireball fell, a deep pit was created, and black smoke emitted.

It also means the end of the war.

The whole group of young people gasped, looked at the only two layers of rock protection in front of them, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at Qin Lie who was lying on the ground in front of him, he did not show any joy, let alone contempt or expression, but was full of solemnity.

As an opponent, he deeply understood that the gap between the two sides was actually very small.

If you can win, you only rely on your own strength, and also the support of the momentum behind you.

In other words, from the moment he was born, he was fully supported and cultivated by the empire.

Whether it is his gloves or the skills he uses, the education he has received is far beyond what his peers can compare with.

And this is not the case with him.

He could feel that his fighting style was extremely free and constrained, completely his own, and had not been systematically taught.

Including the techniques used by the opponent, and his understanding of his own abilities, it was all his own. He had truly reached this point on his own.

So even if he won, he wouldn't be too happy.

The second arena is over.

Gu Lingming won and won his second consecutive victory.

Only this time, the morale of human civilization has not dropped, but has increased a lot.

Compared to the first game where there was no repayment, he was finally frightened and forced to surrender.

The second battle was definitely exciting and even praised, showing the resilience and talent of a world-class figure in the Ming Dynasty.

Neither Human Ming nor Gu Ling Ming showed any particular excitement or frustration about the victory or defeat in the second game.

Because they understand that there is never a winner or lose in the battle between the truly strong and the strong, and both sides are worthy of respect.

As Qin Lie saw the last scene, he closed his eyes helplessly and fell asleep completely.

Qin Yan's eyes were deep, and he stepped onto the ring without saying a word, and hugged the unconscious Qin Lie down.

The slightly trembling eyes showed the calmness in her heart.

For the tribe, their emotional bond is already deep, not to mention their own children.

As a father, he is naturally very proud that his child can fight to the death with all his strength and show his edge on the world stage.

But more of it is heartache.

This is not an ordinary injury, but it will have an impact on his future and may be a setback.

How can he face it calmly?

Even when he stepped down, the warm applause from the audience did not make him feel much better, he just felt extremely heavy in his heart.

Then the next moment, a figure came in front of him.

"Lord An?!"

An Changlin said with a smile: "Qin Lie's performance is very good, everyone is very satisfied, he didn't embarrass himself, and he will definitely be a big shot in the future."

"Haha, I lost after all." Qin Yan smiled bitterly, looking at Qin Lie in his arms, he said in his heart: "And this injury... Alas... It's hard to say whether there is a future."

An Changlin looked at the unconscious Qin Lie and whispered: "Leave him to me."

Qin Yan was stunned: "Leave him to you? What does this mean?"

An Changlin said calmly, "Brother Qi asked me to say that this child is very good. No matter what injuries he suffers, Brother Qi will help heal him and give him an opportunity."

"Qi... Qi Yuan? Is he willing to save this child?!"

Hearing this name, Qin Yan couldn't help but tremble.