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Vol 4 Chapter 522: Undercurrents are emerging

"Reliable, Mach 28 per hour." Ling Yun smiled.

"I'm going so fast?"

Zhou Rui was stunned.

This is 8167.2 meters per second.

Immediately, Zhou Rui's eyes changed when he looked at Icarus.

If it's just pure speed, it can span a medium-range city in an instant.

Even he didn't have such a fast speed.

Unless the use of elves combined.

"So the problem is not big, and from the point of view of the destructive power of the round, Icarus does not belong to the ordinary eighth rank."

"Is this a bit cheating?" Zhou Rui said with a wandering eyes.

He did not doubt the authenticity of Ling Yun's words.

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth raised and hooked Zhou Rui's shoulder: "I am going to arrange Icarus to be a classmate for Zhou Xile."

next moment

Zhou Rui's expression was stern, and he said solemnly, "Well! Student Ling Luoyi is the new dark horse of our Beijing University!"

"Good guy, are you all named?"

Ling Yun looked at Zhou Rui in surprise.

For the shamelessness of the other party, there is a new understanding.

When the two talked, time passed slowly.

Sitting on the judges' bench again, Ling Yun showed a nostalgic expression: "Familiar position."

It's just that when the person on his left sat down, he was stunned.

The visitor is very handsome, with a smile on the corners of his mouth. If you don't look carefully, you might think of him as a woman.

It's just a little bit worse than the Palace of Heavenly Kings.

If the Palace of Heavenly Kings is naturally beautiful, then the latter can be changed slightly.

"Lancelot?"

Ling Yun asked based on the information read from the British satellite.

"Hello, Mr. Lingyun, I am Lancelot, one of the twelve knights, and my king has taken care of you."

Lancelot smiled slightly at Ling Yun and made a knight's salute.

"Um, hello, sit down, you are a knight, you have to be upright and you can't laugh."

"Why?" Lancelot asked curiously.

"I'm afraid you will bend other people, and I also understand why Guinevera will get along with you."

"Ahem, Lord Lingyun, please don't talk nonsense, I am not the Lancelot in history." Lancelot choked.

Ling Yun groped his chin and looked at Lancelot confidently: "A woman's face, a man's body, on the basis of a **** can also solve needs..."

"I'll go! If you think so, then Guinivia is really a genius!" Ling Yun showed a shocked expression.

You can talk to Alice Phil and Saber about this one day.

What if Lancelot is really forced?

Lancelot: "???"

"puff!"

Zhou Rui, who had just arrived, took a sip of water.

The blue barrier opened to block the saliva.

Then he glanced at Zhou Rui silently: "Are you Cai Bi, the son of Qiao Biluo and Cai Xukun?"

"Ahem, sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a while."

Zhou Rui said sloppyly.

"In other words, who are these two people you are talking about, and the sons they gave birth to are also very strange?"

"It's okay."

And this time

The competition has finally begun

After Lias followed Karen and the others into the dragon's nest, she separated.

Karen and others prepared in the rest area, while Lias sat in the auditorium with a ticket presented by the cardinal.

The people around were surprised.

What a beautiful girl.

at the same time

Yanghai

Sophie took Conna, and Celine took Scarlet to Xia Ran's house to watch TV.

Xia Yuan was happy and sad when he saw this scene.

The happy thing is that my child has many friends, but the sad thing is that I have to make lunch too much.

Especially Kang Na, this month's electricity bill is estimated to be several times over.

"Hello viewers, good morning, everyone, this is the annual...Um, this year is the site of the two global competitions for university freshmen from all over the world."

The host was stunned in the middle of speaking, and then smiled.

There was also kind laughter in the dragon nest.

"Don't talk nonsense, continue the previous battle, this time it is the new generation of Great Britain's Holy Sword Envoy Yodell against the Central Alliance God Envoy Versailles!"

Words fall

A man with silver hair and a giant sword slowly walked onto the stage.

And the other side

A red-haired man, with his arms folded, walked blankly to the opposite side of Yodell.

"Yordell? Versailles?" Ling Yun was stunned when he heard the name.

What a strange name is this.

The wisdom of the dwarves and the glory of the nobility?

"Yordell is the new generation of holy swordsmen in Great Britain, and in charge of this holy sword of destruction, it can be said that he is the strongest person among my new students in Great Britain." At the side, Lancelot smiled.

"Hehe, I don't think it is necessary. The Holy Sword of Destruction is a brute force beast. It is not flexible enough. What's the use of destruction? Is it clearing the wasteland?" A middle-aged man who was separated from Lancelot Disdainful way.

"Huh? Then I don't know what Master Bingjue Knight has?" Lancelot narrowed his eyes.

"Versailles is the eldest son of the Duke of Bloodmist in our Central League. He has the first talent, especially after accepting the inheritance some time ago. It also inherits the destructive power of the Bloodmist family, which is not comparable to your little holy swordsman. "The Central League sent a middle-aged man.

His pupils were filled with pride and contempt.

"Inheritance?"

Zhou Rui was keenly aware of the key words.

He looked deeply at Versailles on the stage.

This person has either been taken away, or he has a soul hidden in his body.

"Is this guy here to give it away?" Ling Yun looked at the middle-aged man speechlessly.

A normal person would not choose to provoke.

"Indeed." Zhou Rui's pupils flashed, making him more certain.

This kind of fool, if the plan is executed from above, it is estimated that he will be the first one, and he will be full of hatred.

"What a fool."

Immediately, Zhou Rui looked at him with dead eyes.

I don’t know if I was sold by my own country.

"The duel begins!"

The referee gave an order, and then a protective shield was raised around the battlefield.

The referee was also transferred out in an instant.

"Yordell? I have heard that it is said that he is the heir of the new generation of Destruction Sacred Sword, and his strength is close to the peak of Tier 5, plus the Holy Sword is a half-step sixth-order super newcomer!"

"I have also learned about Versailles. He is the son of the Blood Mist Knight, a powerful Tier 8 in the Central Alliance. He inherited the terrifying power called Destructive Power!"

"Is it so amazing as soon as I came up? It seems that I didn't buy this ticket for nothing!"

The people around said excitedly.

"The power of destruction?"

Rias in the crowd was taken aback when she heard this name.

Then he looked at the red-haired man in the field.

I don't know if this destructive power is different from the destructive power of my brother.

"People in the Central Alliance, you should leave early, facing the holy sword, you don't have the slightest chance of winning."

Yodell said with his arms folded in disdain.

Versailles smiled lightly, showing no mercy: "The holy swordsman who feeds a large family with a broken sword, dare to speak to our Central League?"

"Can you say that again?!"

Peng!

The huge holy sword slammed on the ground, and Yodell's eyes were fierce.

The holy sword is the supreme honor in their Great Britain!

It is absolutely not allowed to be defiled!

"Afraid you won't make it?"

Versailles sneered and stepped heavily on the ground.

boom!

The scarlet destructive power radiated, and the surrounding aura was condensed into mist.

"Beth Hades!"

Yodell yelled.

next moment

The black mist spread.

A pair of scarlet pupils opened in the darkness.

"hiss!"

The fog disappeared, and a giant snake that was more than 20 meters long appeared, with huge wings spread out on its back, revealing the snake's letter, and staring at Versailles on the opposite side.

"Is there a winged snake? I will recover the shame from the last time!" Versailles looked at the giant snake with wings on his back, and the blood-red light flashed across his pupils.

"You have Warcraft, when I don't have an envoy?"

"Come out! Blood Knight!"

Versailles shouted.

Click!

The space is shattered.

The scarlet magic power all over his body began to gather frantically towards the void.

Immediately afterwards, in the concentrated eyes of people, a wreath of ancient Western knights in blood-red armor appeared from behind Versailles.

In his hand is a spear full of cracks, and in these cracks, a scarlet light gleams.

Click!

The blood-red energy entangled all over his body and turned into a long sword.

Holding the scarlet sword, Versailles sneered at Yodell: "Let me see, the power of the original holy sword fragments."

Peng!

After speaking, it disappeared in place with a sonic boom.

opposite

Yodell calmly grasped the Holy Sword of Destruction embedded in the ground.

Weng!

The sword aura resonated, and the air made a harsh sound, all showing the horror of this holy sword.

Boom!

Yodell's pupils narrowed, and the holy sword waved at the front, which happened to collide with a blood-red long sword.

Bang!

Accompanied by a huge sound.

The blood knight was smashed into the ground by the Beth Hades.

The complexion of Versailles remained unchanged.

"Do you think you can make up for your own shortcomings by relying on the sensitivity of the snake? Look down on me too much!"

Versailles narrowed his pupils.

The red lines, like magma, began to spread all over the body.

"It turned out to be the curse of the blood god, is this his inheritance?"

Zhou Rui frowned on the panel of judges.

The curse of the blood **** is a very powerful force, a powerful skill that can improve the user's abilities in an instant.

Zhou Rui also heard of the inheritance of the Duke of Blood Mist's family.

It is said that the inheritance power of each inheritor is different.

But this trick he had seen was the power gained by the first Duke of Blood Mist 300 years ago.

"I don't know how to keep the hole cards~www.readwn.com~After all, they are young people" The Beidi snorted.

"Really?" Ling Yun opened his scarlet pupils.

The Eye of Truth looked at Versailles quietly.

He could clearly see two different flames in Versailles.

"Do you think that if you can kill in seconds, you don't need to waste extra time?"

"Now, if the opponent who kills in a second kills, can it be counted as an excellent contestant?" Ling Yun suddenly asked Zhou Rui.

"Of course..."

Zhou Rui was stunned as soon as he was halfway through it.

Then his face changed drastically.

Although Ling Yun didn't care about it, he wouldn't say such things for no reason.

"Wait, inheritance...Three hundred years ago...Could it be!"

Zhou Rui understood everything in an instant.

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