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Chapter 282 Rashomon I will take over

After the momentum of Wanzong burst out, all the guardrails around the ring were blown away in an instant.

More than a dozen disciples of the Hidden Sect were knocked out by this momentum, and the glass in the entire Sports Courtyard was twisted and shattered in an instant.

Many guests at the scene were frightened by this majestic aura. They had only heard of how strong Wanzong was, but no one would have thought that it was so strong that the momentum alone was enough to make people tremble.

Xiao Cheng suddenly stood up and yelled at the VIP room on Xiao Nan: "It's outrageous. What does he want to do in Wanzong? Is he still bleeding? The space here is small and he cannot use his talent."

Xiao Nan ignored him at all and said with a smile: "Old leader, this is a duel between the descendants of dragon blood. Even if you use your talents, it is normal. But I promise you that Wanzong has not reached the level of bloodshed. But I am worried that that kid will not be able to fight later and will not be able to resist the bloodshed."

Xiao Cheng wanted to get angry, but was pulled back by Minister Li: "Old Chief, he was right. Before the duel, he only said that he was not allowed to rush blood, and he did not say that he was not allowed to use talent. He had already given up on Lin Qiu before. If we still restricted the use of talent, even if Lin Qiu won, we wouldn't take any action."

Xiao Cheng's mouth twitched: "Talent is the most powerful ability of their descendants of dragon blood. His Wanzong is an R-level master, and his talent can crush any level within S-level. His use of talent is clearly to bully Lin Qiu."

"What can we do?" Minister Li shouted: "I'm also anxious, but since we have agreed to the duel, we must abide by the rules. Don't you believe in Lin Qiu? Now we can only continue to believe in him."

Xiao Cheng clenched his fists angrily and stared at the ring with his eyes tightly.

After Wanzong burst out with his momentum, his whole body became much more powerful.

"Yeah, are you anxious?" Lin Qiu smiled and said, "Didn't you just say that you just play with me? Why, you're going to cheat if you can't beat me?"

Wan Zong yelled angrily: "You bully people too much, you're giving you a face, right? Do you really think I can't beat you? Now I'll let you see how terrifying the R-level strength is."

Wan Zong walked forward two quick steps, and the airflow in the ring suddenly changed drastically.

All the air actually rotated wildly in an instant, and a tornado formed on the ring in less than two seconds.

"My God, is this the power of talent?" A wealthy businessman opened his mouth in shock: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that such a thing would have happened in the world."

Another wealthy businessman swallowed hard: "Fortunately, I defected to Rashomon. With such a protector, what are we afraid of when doing business?"

"That kid is dead. You see, everything on the ring has been torn and torn by a tornado, so he can't escape."

"I have said a long time ago that Wan Guardians are a master who has been famous for a long time. This young man didn't know how to live or die, but he even angered Wan Guardians. Now he is more than dead."

"Longying is going to be finished today, and it will be the world of Hidden Sect in the future."

The audience suddenly supported Wan Zong one-sidedly, and everyone thought that Lin Qiu would definitely die.

Wan Zong walked towards Lin Qiu step by step, and his originally calm face had become extremely ferocious: "Boy, now I know how terrible the R-level strength is? In front of me, you are just an ant, I can pinch you to death with just a finger. I just gave in to you just now, and you really take yourself seriously? Now, I will let you die without a place to bury you."

Lin Qiu was wrapped in a tornado and his hair danced wildly in the wind.

His eyes were bright like gems and shining with light: "To be honest, you are far worse than the two R-level masters I met last time. You are really old, not even half of them."

"Have you ever met an R-level expert?" Wan Zong widened his eyes.

Lin Qiu smiled: "Not only did you see them, you almost killed them."

Wan Zong laughed: "When it comes to bragging competition, you are definitely the strongest I have ever seen. With your strength, let alone encountering two R-level experts, even if you meet one, you will have been torn apart long ago. You are about to die, is it useful to brag like this?"

Lin Qiu looked at him contemptuously: "Then use your all your strength to see if you can kill me. I'll wait for you, come!"

Lin Qiu stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers at Wan Zong disdainfully, his face full of contempt.

After fighting with Wan Zong for so long, Lin Qiu's perception predicted that Wan Zong's attack trajectory was at least a few hundred moves.

Combining these tricks together, plus his current talent, Lin Qiu could make sure that Wan Zong is just a little stronger than those SSSS-level masters, and much weaker than the real R-level masters.

Moreover, when Lin Qiu was in the Holy Mountain, two R-level masters joined forces to seriously injured him when they were bleeding.

Now there is only one person in Wanzong, and in an ordinary state, Lin Qiu is really not afraid of him.

His perception has found several flaws in the tornado.

His talent also formed several offensive plans in his mind.

But Wan Zong didn't know this, he was completely angry by Lin Qiu's ignorance of his eyes.

In addition to the situation where Lin Qiu used to play him as a monkey, Wan Zong's chest was furious.

"Then you go and die. The wind here will tear you into pieces and save you even the coffin. Go and die!"

Wan Zong roared and opened his hands. The power of the tornado suddenly doubled, and even the top floor of the gymnasium was shattered. Everyone present exclaimed to avoid the falling fragments.

The tornado shrank wildly, and even the high ring was instantly destroyed.

Xiao Nan hugged his hands and smiled relaxedly: "He is dead. We will go and see how Long Ying disbands later."

Zuo Qi laughed and said, "I have prepared a eulogy to mourn the deceased dragon shadow."

The two looked at each other, hugged their hands and laughed.

In the audience, Xia Xing turned his head and didn't dare to look. Two lines of tears slid from her eyes, and her whole heart was tugged.

Liu Chong yelled like crazy: "Lin Qiu, your damn fight back, fight back, fight back!"

His words seemed to have worked. The tornado was suddenly cut into two from the middle. A figure rushed out quickly with a huge wind ball and rushed directly towards Wan Zong.

Wan Zong retreated in shock, but Lin Qiu came too fast. A wind ball first hit Wan Zong's chest and exploded into blood. Then Lin Qiu punched him in the face and knocked him away.

Wan Zong rose from the ground, his face and chest were filled with blood, and he flew more than five meters high before falling to the ground.

"Bang....."

Before he could land, Lin Qiu waved his hands hard at him, and countless needles formed in the air, instantly piercing through Wan Zong's whole body.

Wan Zong was directly beaten into a sieve, and then flew upwards more than a meter high, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

He was covered in blood all over his body, his eyes staring at Lin Qiu tightly, but his throat had been pierced, so he could only make a loud noise.

Lin Qiu squatted down and nodded at him: "You are right. That coffin can be saved. You can rest in peace."

Wan Zong spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his eyes widened and his breath disappeared.

The whole audience was as quiet as death. Most people almost didn't realize what happened, and Wan Zong died.

Xiao Nan and Zuo Qi's chin fell to the ground, looking at Wan Zong who was motionless in shock, his head was already in a state of downtime.
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