Myriad Realms Exchange Machine

Chapter 281 The Amazingly Powerful Spirit Gathering Weapon

"You asked for it yourself! Don't blame me if you have nightmares at night!"

After Zhao Feilong finished speaking, he suddenly transferred the spirit-gathering spear from his right hand to his left.

The spirit-gathering spear, which was as dense as a white bone, suddenly changed at this moment, as if it suddenly came to life. A pair of wings made of pure energy suddenly extended from the bone joints on both sides of the gun barrel.

"Fuck, are you going to release the treasure?" Li Yu said it as if he was relaxed, but in fact he was extremely nervous.

He frowned, his brows and eyes sinking like a cold pool.

According to the information collected earlier in the newspapers, when this brother Zhao Feilong transferred the spear from his right hand to his left hand, the speed and strength of the spear would be more than doubled the moment he threw the spear.

If other people saw Zhao Feilong's posture, they would probably back away quickly, thinking about keeping a distance from him, so as to avoid being stabbed by the spirit-gathering spear in his hand.

But Li Yu didn't escape, instead he raised his leg and rushed towards Zhao Feilong.

escape?The whole arena is so big, where can I escape?

The golden ring in Li Yu's hand flashed several times in a row, and a miniature cyclone was summoned behind him, pushing him to accelerate again suddenly.

"Guy who is not afraid of death, I will help you!" Zhao Feilong roared, the veins on his forehead popping up.

He aimed at Li Yu who was rushing towards him, and threw the spirit-gathering spear in his hand fiercely.

The energy wings on both sides of the spirit-gathering spear vibrated violently, stirring the air, turning into a silver dragon wrapped in blue lightning, and stabbing down towards Li Yu's forehead without hesitation.

Zhao Feilong was very confident. Not to mention a newcomer from the outer sect, even a slightly weaker inner sect disciple might not be able to avoid this thunderous blow.

However, after completing this blow, the spiritual power accumulated in the spirit-gathering spear will be exhausted, and his inner alchemy needs to rest for a while to relieve the overheated state.

Seeing Li Yu's running figure disappear in the brilliance of the explosion of the spirit-gathering spear, the sound of thunder and the vibration of the floor came gradually.

The next moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, and his face, which had been worn out beyond recognition on the floor, had a calm and unpredictable expression.

The great revenge must be avenged!

Zhao Feilong thought happily.

Then, he saw a figure clinging to the ground amidst the billowing smoke, and a sliding shovel rushed out.

Li Yu actually escaped from the attack of the spirit-gathering spear!
He looked extremely embarrassed at the moment, his clothes were all ragged, his exposed skin was also full of wounds, and half of his scalp was blown off.

However, at this moment, his whole body's muscles are tense, ready to go, obviously he has not lost his fighting power.

impossible!How he escaped from my full blow!
Zhao Feilong gritted his teeth and wanted to recall the spirit-gathering spear to make a final fight, but the inner alchemy was scorching hot, and the load had reached its limit.

Li Moli in the auditorium slammed her seat, frowned, and said, "It's another thin ice pavement! Does he only know this trick?"

Zhao Feilong's short-sighted eyes couldn't see the thin ice path extending to his feet, but Li Moli could see it clearly.

The moment the spirit-gathering spear fell, Li Yu slammed a shovel, and his body lay down on the icy road that was paved at some time, avoiding most of the power of the spirit-gathering spear when it exploded.

Could it be that Li Yu can beat Zhao Feilong?

It's not magic at all!I don't know how to learn!

Li Moli no longer cared about being reserved. She pulled a flag next to her and started waving the flag and shouting, "Zhao Feilong! Come on! Don't lose!"

And Zhao Feilong saw Li Yu's shovel was about to rush to him, but his first reaction was not to fight back.

According to his thinking, it might not be possible to take advantage of Li Yu's hand-to-hand combat with his overheated body.

It's better to take two steps back and delay the time.

As long as he drags the overheating stage past, he can call back the Lingling Lance.

He didn't believe it yet, if Li Yu, a freshman in high school, could dodge the same attack with the spirit-gathering spear again.

Having made up his mind, he clicked back almost without hesitation.

However, he took a step back when he suddenly felt that his backing foot seemed to have stepped into a bunker, and then he staggered.

Desertification?

This was a move Li Moli had used against Zhang Dadao. Unexpectedly, Li Yuyi used it on Zhao Feilong at this time.

Although the tiny magic stored in Li Yu's magic ring is not enough compared to Li Moli's wooden bracelet, it can only create a quicksand pit the size of a palm.

However, for Li Yu, a quicksand pit is enough.

He just happened to be in the middle of Zhao Feilong's stagger, and he ran along the ice road to Zhao Feilong's feet. The sliding shovel pushed by the huge inertia firmly shoveled Zhao Feilong into the quicksand pit. on the ankle of that foot.

An ear-piercing sound of broken bones accompanied by Zhao Feilong's heart-wrenching howl resounded through the entire venue in an instant.

Zhao Feilong on the control seat was trembling all over, and was about to fall down almost immediately, hugging the painful leg, fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

"I'm going to cut off both of your legs!" Zhao Feilong roared furiously with his eyes cracked.

Completely ignoring that his inner core was still overheating, he raised his head to the sky and roared, intending to recall the spirit-gathering spear that he had thrown out earlier.

Li Yu hadn't got up from Guanghua's ice at this time, when he heard Zhao Feilong's roar, he just rolled violently and left the area covered by the ice road. He quickly took out a handful of red powder from his pocket and waved it in Zhao Feilong's direction.

There was a flash of light on the golden magic ring, and a small whirlwind formed in an instant, gathering the red powder in mid-air, and piercing into the roaring Zhao Feilong's mouth.

The spirit-gathering spear that was already about to move suddenly dimmed and there was no movement.

Zhao Feilong, who was standing on the control seat, uttered a loud cry of pain that resounded throughout the venue.

"You! You...actually poisoned me again! Despicable!" Zhao Feilong cried, tearing at his throat. Veins popped out from his fingertips to his neck to his forehead. His eyes were red and tears were flowing down his face.

"I repeat, I didn't use any poisonous things as weapons." Li Yu's missing body raised his hand, showed the red powder left between his fingers in front of everyone, and said, "This thing was also found in the cafeteria. Yes, it’s just the mustard powder we usually eat.”

Zhao Feilong shook his head desperately, only feeling that the last of his sanity and strength disappeared in front of the spicy taste that exploded in his mouth.

As a result, he could only watch Li Yu get up from the ground, limped to his Missing body, and pushed him out of the ring with a light push.

(End of this chapter)