With a muffled bang, Murong Xuan flew out and landed heavily on the ground, kicking up dust and fallen leaves.

"Destroy him with one move!" Chu Qing jumped up and turned into a stream of emerald green light, rushing towards Murong Xuan!

【Alpha Strike】!

a finger.

Suddenly, Murong Xuan stretched out a finger and faced Chu Qing's offensive that turned into a green stream of light.

A bang!

Chu Qing's Rumeng fell on this finger, and unexpectedly made a sound of gold and iron.

"Are you kidding me?" The green light dissipated, and Chu Qing's figure appeared in front of Murong Xuan.

Lifting his head and looking at the finger blocking his iron sword, Chu Qing's heart was filled with shock.

That's a black finger.

It was as black as ink, like an iron pestle.

This is the first style of Cong Yun's dragon finger painting.

[Moveless like a dragon]!

Once he pointed it out, he pointed it out again.

With a bang, Chu Qing was hit hard, and his whole body fell back like an arrow. His feet and iron sword cut a long ravine on the ground.

After standing firm, Chu Qing suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Murong Xuan with a horrified expression.

The strange runes on the latter's face have spread down his neck and onto his right hand. The black index finger that blocked Su Yu's sword just now was condensed from these runes!

"It's so evil!"

The black runes were like small snakes, slowly squirming on Murong Xuan's face. His blood-red eyes exuded a bloodthirsty cold light. On his right hand, the black runes were still spreading, covering his face.

The other fingers gradually turned into ink-like black.

Chu Qing curled his lips, and the essence circulated, turning into torrents and flowing wildly through the limbs and bones. He knew very well that if he didn't go all out, the loser would definitely be himself.

In the next moment, Chu Qing moved as fast as the wind, dodged in front of Murong Xuan, and slashed down with his sword!

Murong Xuan raised his right hand and used the [Moveless as a Dragon] gesture to block the long sword again. Chu Qing's face did not change, he stepped forward, jumped high, and then whirled out the iron sword!

[Dance of Broken Wings], first paragraph!

Murong Xuan sneered, pointed his dark index finger diagonally, and faced the sword without fear.

The fingers and swords clashed, and a sound of gold and iron was heard. Murong Xuan's expression suddenly changed, his body shook, and he took three steps back.

Chu Qing suddenly fell down, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he stood up again, and the second part of [Dance of Broken Wings] followed!

Without even thinking about it, Murong Xuan used the [Moveless as a Dragon] stance again. With the sound of the iron sword clanking, he retreated again, leaving several deep footprints on the ground with his feet.

Chu Qing dodged to catch up, jumped up, turned over, and the strongest third section of the Dance of Broken Wings suddenly came!

The surrounding air flow condensed on the iron sword, generating a powerful force. The sword edge violently tore through the air, carrying the force of thunder, and drove right into Murong Xuan's face!

Before the long sword arrived, Murong Xuan's face had been deformed by the wind pressure, like a wrinkled lake surface. He immediately realized that his [Moveless as a Dragon] would never be able to catch this sword!

However, Murong Xuan laughed enthusiastically, then stretched out his right hand and pointed his finger towards Chu Qing's iron sword without hesitation.

There was a muffled sound, and Murong Xuan's black index finger was instantly broken. Then, his entire right arm was twisted and deformed amidst the sound of bones shattering.

Under the powerful shock wave, Murong Xuan's body flew out like a kite with its strings broken, accompanied by the fallen leaves rolled out, and his back hit a big tree heavily.

With this impact, the entire tree shook violently, and dozens of tiny cracks spread out on the trunk like spider webs.

"Damn it, you dare to fight this forcefully?" Chu Qing stood with his sword in his hand and breathed a little, "You haven't been beaten, right..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Qing was suddenly stunned.

Murong Xuan stood up unsteadily, with his head hanging down, shoulders shaking slightly, and a series of creepy laughter coming from his mouth.

"Haha, haha."

"Hehehehe."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Smiling, Murong Xuan slowly raised his head, revealing a ferocious face. Two lines of blood and tears were flowing out of his eyes, slowly dripping down his cheeks. The black runes had become a mess, dozens of

A black line kept swimming on his face like a small snake, looking extremely scary.

"My lord must be very happy."

Murong Xuan looked crazy, laughing so hard that his whole body trembled, "I've untied it!"

"I have unlocked the second seal!"

"I am the Son of God, I finally became the Son of God!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Looking at this scene, Chu Qing felt a cold chill coming from his spine and instantly spreading throughout his body. At this moment, Murong Xuan was like a cultist who worshiped the devil extremely, crazy and terrifying.

The laughter gradually stopped. Murong Xuan looked at Chu Qing and said in a cold voice: "Come on, keep fighting."

Keep fighting?

Hearing this, Chu Qing was startled again. One of your hands is useless, why should you fight me?

However, the next moment, a look of disbelief suddenly appeared on Chu Qing's face.

Click, click.

Cluck, cluck.

There was a rapid sound of bones colliding, and Murong Xuan's twisted right arm began to squirm violently, quickly returning to its original shape!

"I'll blanch it!"

Chu Qing's face was full of horror, his eyes were as wide as walnuts, and he couldn't help but murmured: "Is this okay?"

"If you can't beat it, just open it, right?"

"Turn it off, it's really boring."

Kara——!

As Murong Xuan's black index finger returned to its original shape, the entire right arm was restored to its original state in an instant. Not only that, the originally white right hand had been completely transformed into black, with a few wisps of black smoke coming from the back of the hand.

Emerging, curling up, it looks extremely weird.

What's going on that looks a bit like [Awakening] to me?

Opening his arms, Murong Xuan sighed with intoxication: "This feeling is really great."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash and threw himself in front of Chu Qing. With a flick of his wrist, his thumb spun out and went straight to Chu Qing's chest!

Cong Yun’s final gesture of painting the dragon finger is the finishing touch!

When this finger came, Chu Qing couldn't help but feel a tightness in his chest, as if all the air around him had been sucked out. He immediately placed the long sword across his chest.

Boom——!

The thumb touched the sword, making a dull sound, and then, only a click was heard. Murong Xuan's thumb stuck out slightly, and then he easily broke Rumeng into two pieces, and then fell on Chu Qing's hand.

Chest.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Chu Qing flew out, dragging a deep ravine on the ground.

"It was a close call." Chu Qing fell to the ground and smacked her lips, "Fortunately, I activated [Courage], otherwise I would have been seriously injured."

"What the heck, is it me who has [awakened] or he [awakened]? Why does it feel like my [awakening] is of no use at all."

Standing up, his body was boiling with essence. Rumeng's blade was reforged in an instant, intact as before. Looking at Murong Xuan, who was covered in black smoke and seemed to be possessed by ghosts and gods, Chu Qing sighed slightly.

"There is nothing we can do."

"I originally wanted to use this to deal with No. 1314."

"Now it seems that I have to use it."

As soon as I thought about it, the Summoner's Spring came to mind.

In the hero interface belonging to the ancient wizard spirit Zerath, except for the R skill, the other four hero skill squares have been lit up, and the green "" symbol is quietly waiting for Chu Qing.

Chu Qing had already thought about the skills he wanted to learn, and with a thought, he was ready to add more points.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt something. He turned his head suddenly and looked at a shadow in the forest. Almost at the same time, Murong Xuan also turned his head and looked there with a wary expression.

After a while, a young man with dark skin and a strong build walked out of the shadows in the forest.

There was a humble smile on this young man's face, and there was a sense of calmness between his brows.

The purple hairband fluttered in the breeze. The young man bowed slightly and said slowly to Chu Qing and Murong Xuan:

"I'm so sorry."

"Both of you."

"I'm here to eliminate you."

"I'm here to eliminate you."

Hearing these apologetic but very calm words, Chu Qing was slightly startled, and subconsciously glanced at the positioning table. On the screen, in the area near the blue dot that represented himself, there were only two red dots left.

Clicked.

These two red dots overlap with Chu Qing's blue dot.

One of the red dots is Murong Xuan, and the other one is naturally the young man who suddenly arrived.

Raising his head and looking at the young man with a calm expression, Chu Qing was suddenly shocked: "It's actually him!"

There was a four-digit number on the red dot that represented the boy. It was this number that caused an uproar on the third day of the joint examination of the four schools.

The boy in front of me is candidate No. 1314!

"I can feel it..." Murong Xuan looked at the young man, a look of excitement appeared on his twisted face, "You are very strong!"

"My friend, are you okay?" Seeing the black smoke rising from Murong Xuan's body, the young man asked slightly worriedly.

"I'm better than ever." Murong Xuan smiled ferociously, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the young man. He raised his index finger high, drew a sharp trajectory in the air, and clicked it with one finger!

Cong Yun draws the dragon finger in the seventh position, the dragon kowtows!

Murong Xuan suddenly attacked, but the young man did not panic at all. Instead, he let out a surprised sigh. The next moment, he opened his fingers slightly and casually made a backhand palm to meet Murong Xuan's [Dragon Kowtow].

Bang--!

With a dull collision, Murong Xuan fell backwards, his feet sliding on the ground for dozens of meters.

"interesting."

After standing firm, Murong Xuan raised his head and laughed wildly: "Another opponent worthy of fighting has come, just in time to test how strong I am after unlocking the second seal!"

"That move just now..." A trace of doubt flashed in the young man's eyes, and he said with some uncertainty: "Cong Yun draws the dragon finger in the seventh move, the dragon kowtows?"

Murong Xuan's smile suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Have you ever seen Cong Yun draw dragon fingers?"

"Yes." The young man nodded and said, "It's just... your Cong Yun painted dragon finger is a little different from the ones I've seen."

Murong Xuan frowned, snorted coldly, and said, "What's the difference?"

"How should I say..."

The young man hesitated for a moment and said: "Your Cong Yun Hualong finger is a bit... nondescript."

Hearing this, Murong Xuan's bright red eyes, which were constantly flowing with blood, instantly became colder, and became colder and colder, with a violent look gradually appearing in them.

"nondescript?"

The black line on his face, like a small snake, began to twist crazily. Murong Xuan looked at the young man and gritted his teeth and said word by word: "How dare you say in front of me, the master taught me the Cong Yun Dragon Painting Finger"

nondescript?"

"Okay, very good."

"In that case."

"Just open your eyes and see clearly how this nondescript Cong Yunhualongzhi defeated you!"

After the words fell, Murong Xuan's figure rose up, and Cong Yun used the strongest move of the Dragon Painting Finger to put the finishing touch, and suddenly flew towards the young man!

"It's really a bit nondescript." The young man sighed softly.

"Because I..."

"I've learned it."

The next moment, he suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, rotated his thumb out, and handed one finger to Murong Xuan.

"I'll blanch it!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Qing was suddenly shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Exactly the same.

The moves used by Murong Xuan and the boy are exactly the same!

What both sides used was Cong Yun's final move of painting the dragon's finger, which was the finishing touch!

However, Chu Qing soon realized that although the two sides had the same moves, they were vastly different.

Murong Xuan's finger exuded a cold and sinister aura, like a poisonous snake showing its fangs, but the young man's finger was strong, swift, and majestic, exuding a mighty aura.

.

The two figures collided and were immediately stagnant!

The finishing touch to the finishing touch!

There was a loud bang, and a terrible shock wave suddenly appeared where Murong Xuan and the boy collided. Under the sweep of this shock wave, the thick fallen leaves piled on the ground fell back like a raging tide, and then scattered in all directions.

Get up and dance wildly in the air.

There was a terrifying crackle of thunder from where the two of them were standing, but the ground beneath their feet was cracking in the shape of a spider web.

"Why do you draw dragon fingers on Cong Yun?" Looking at the young man standing in front of him, who was in a stalemate with him, Murong Xuan asked in shock: "Are you also a candidate for the Son of God?"

"Son of God?" The young man shook his head slightly, "Sorry, I am not a believer of the Holy See."

"Holy Holy See?" Murong Xuan's veins popped up on his forehead. He shouted angrily: "How can that place full of filth be compared with the Son of God!"

Following this angry shout, the black smoke rising from Murong Xuan's body suddenly rolled and surged, wrapping around his right arm. Then, his entire right arm suddenly doubled in size, and his sleeve instantly shattered into countless pieces.

Tiny fragments, drifting away in the wind.

In an instant, Murong Xuan's finger strength suddenly increased several times!

However, unexpectedly, under the pressure of this powerful finger force, the young man's body did not move at all, and there was still a smile on his face.

"This is impossible!" Murong Xuan lost his voice, his blood-red eyes filled with indescribable shock.
Chapter completed!