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Chapter 339 Small Competition, No. 1 Zhang Xuanlong 2

Zhang Wanjun cultivates thunder magic, and the Thunder God is a thunder-attribute spirit beast, which has a strong immune and assimilation effect on his thunder magic.

However, Thor's monstrous body far surpasses his own, making victory in a one-on-one fight not difficult.

However, it would be extremely difficult to win against both Thor and Zhang Xuanlong, who was at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

But... it's not entirely without a chance.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Wanjun stomped on the ground and his body shot towards Zhang Xuanlong like an arrow.

His idea was simple.

Although Thor cannot be defeated in a short time, as long as Zhang Xuanlong is dealt with, the victory will still be his.

He cultivates the fifth-order technique, the Myriad Manifestations Thunder Pivot Scripture.

His pure lightning-attribute spiritual power was enough to allow him to fight against a typical Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator.

Even if Zhang Xuanlong's cultivation techniques and spells are all of the highest quality, he still cannot be his match.

"Brother Long, watch out!"

The second move of the Thunderclap Sword Technique—Raging Thunder Skyward Strike!

In an instant, lightning arcs swirled around Zhang Wanjun's body, and his sword moved with him.

His figure constantly teleported around Zhang Xuanlong.

At this moment, his speed was already comparable to that of a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining.

He continuously unleashed moves such as horizontal slashes, diagonal cuts, and continuous thrusts.

Zhang Xuanlong, however, was able to use his movement techniques to constantly dodge.

He would occasionally use his longsword to defend himself.

The body continued to move backward.

Zhang Xuanlong did not panic; on the contrary, he remained calm.

People are most likely to make mistakes when they are in a hurry.

And that's exactly what he was waiting for.

A surge of wood-attribute spiritual energy rose within his body.

His body was covered with a layer of dry wood to reduce the damage caused by the lightning.

Thor, who was standing to the side, noticed Zhang Xuanlong's gaze and instantly understood what he meant.

They didn't launch a full-scale attack, but instead used occasional attacks to relieve pressure on Zhang Xuanlong.

It knew that it was no match for Zhang Wanjun on its own.

The atmosphere in the training ground quickly became intense.

Taking advantage of his four spiritual roots, Zhang Xuanlong mastered several spells of all four attributes.

This caught Zhang Wanjun completely off guard.

The surrounding crowd cheered, saying that this was a real battle.

Most people can learn a lot of combat skills from it.

From the stands, Zhang Xuanchen watched the battle unfold on the martial arts stage.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Wan Jun is still too young."

The two were of similar cultivation levels, with Wan Jun's combat power surpassing Xuan Long's, but they were being harassed by Lei Shen.

It is simply impossible to subdue Xuanlong in a short period of time.

While a full-scale attack could temporarily suppress the Xuanlong, the spiritual energy was consumed extremely quickly.

However, once their spiritual energy is depleted, Xuanlong will seize the opportunity, and the match will end.

Upon hearing this, Guangyao stroked his beard and laughed, "Not necessarily."

What if Wan Jun suddenly changes his fighting style?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanchen chuckled lightly, "It's too late."

If the tactics had been changed earlier, there might have been a chance, but now it's gone.

Zhang Wanjun's spiritual power could no longer keep up.

really.

As Zhang Xuanchen's voice fell, Zhang Wanjun on the martial arts stage unleashed a sword strike.

This time, Zhang Xuanlong did not dodge, but instead used his longsword to meet the attack head-on.

when!

The sudden shock made Zhang Wanjun's body stiffen.

"What?!"

Zhang Wanjun was immediately startled, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes, as he tried to use Thunder Step to create distance.

But Zhang Xuanlong would not grant his wish.

A smile played on his lips.

A green light surged from his palm, "Azure Wood Entanglement!"

Boom boom boom!

Several green vines rose from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, she wrapped her arms around Zhang Wanjun's legs.

Before he could react.

Zhang Xuanlong grabbed his shoulder, pulled him sharply, and delivered a knee strike.

It slammed hard into Zhang Wanjun's chest.

The latter, with a look of pain on his face, was then sent flying backwards into the air.

However, in the instant he was sent flying backward, he swung his longsword, sending a blade flying towards Zhang Xuanlong, who was attacking again.

Zhang Xuanlong was startled!

Is there any way to fight back?

Before he could think any further, a golden barrier appeared in front of him.

Choose to tough it out!

If we miss this opportunity and give Zhang Wanjun time to react, it will be even harder to win.

They had no choice but to tough it out and then work with Thor to win the game as quickly as possible.

Click!

The golden barrier shattered, and the purple lightning sword blade left a bloody scar on Zhang Xuanlong's arm.

"Thor!"

Zhang Xuanlong let out a low growl.

Thor instantly understood, and with a powerful stomp of his hind legs, his massive tiger body leaped into the air.

Thunderous power coalesced within the gaping maw.

next moment.

A beam of purple lightning shot out.

It went straight for Zhang Wanjun's face.

At this moment, Zhang Wanjun's legs were tightly locked by the vines, and he could not break free for the time being, so he could only endure it.

"Purple Spirit Lightning Shield!"

He formed a hand seal, and a spiritual shield crackling with lightning immediately appeared in front of him.

boom!

The lightning beam collided violently with the lightning shield, and lightning sparks flew everywhere.

The lightning bolts struck the defensive formation protecting the audience seats.

This caused the formation to emit ripples.

Just as Zhang Wanjun was blocking the lightning beam, the golden sword shadow that had condensed in front of Zhang Xuanlong suddenly shot out.

It went straight for Zhang Wanjun's back.

With the Zhang family's top officials and the referee present, he wasn't worried at all that this move would kill Zhang Wanjun.

If Zhang Hongguan were to block this attack, he would win.

After confirming that Zhang Wanjun was unable to free his hands to block the attack, Zhang Hongguan, who was suspended in mid-air, realized that Zhang Wanjun was unable to do so.

With a soft sigh, I realized how unfortunate it was.

There was originally a chance.

Too impatient.

He was still young and not mature enough.

He flashed behind Zhang Wanjun, watching the approaching golden sword shadow without casting any spells.

He stretched out his right hand and pinched the tip of the sword.

He then exerted a sudden burst of force and crushed it.

Sensing the movement behind him, Zhang Wanjun's eyes showed a hint of melancholy.

He lost.

His gaze fell upon Zhang Xuanchen, who was sitting in the audience.

My heart is filled with guilt.

He failed his master's expectations.

Martial Arts Stage.

Zhang Xuanlong walked up to Zhang Wanjun and, seeing Zhang Wanjun's pale face, assumed that Thor had just injured him.

He asked with concern, "Wan Jun, are you alright?"

Are you hurt anywhere?

Zhang Wanjun was indeed somewhat dissatisfied with his defeat to Zhang Xuanlong, but a defeat is a defeat.

If you lose, practice.

Go back and review the situation.

Let's try to win it back next time.

He looked up at Zhang Xuanlong and said, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Long."

I'm fine.

Brother Long, although I lost this time, I will challenge you again in the future.

"By then, I won't lose a second time."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanlong immediately understood.

It's not that I'm injured, it's that I'm defiant.

understand.

After all, everyone is young and their abilities are similar. Who would be willing to submit to the other?

Why are you better than me?

He immediately extended his hand and said with a smile, "Alright, looking forward to the next battle."

Zhang Wanjun smiled and shook hands. "It's a deal!"

Seeing that the two had not developed any rift because of the competition, Zhang Hongguan nodded in satisfaction.

He then looked at the crowd and announced loudly:

"Zhang Xuanlong wins the final!"

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