"Damn, I can't lose, I must win!" Qingyun roared angrily, and the roar of the beast resounded throughout the arena, and the players in the audience also held their breath, waiting for Qingyun's next move, and the four elders briefly assessed the strength of the two, and also started protective measures.

Like Qinghong, after the roar, Qingyun's strength began to increase greatly, and his body began to change very much.

I saw that black and yellow hairs grew on Qingyun's body, the sharp claws on the palms and soles of his feet became sharper, the hairs on his tail stood up like pins and needles, and long nail-like fangs grew out of his mouth, and a pair of cold red eyes locked on Zhang Po, and his mouth opened and closed with a bloody basin, spitting out scarlet heat.

Feeling this aura, Zhang Po suddenly became interested.

"It's kind of interesting. Zhang Po raised the big sword in his hand and pointed at Qingyun after the transformation, and raised his hand slightly.

"Come on. ”

Qingyun roared again, and the audience with poor strength under the field was terrified, after completely transforming, he had already lost a little of his mind, coupled with Zhang Po's provocation, he pounced on the latter without thinking about it.

After the transformation, Qingyun's speed was galloping, several times faster than before the transformation, and the afterimages brought up were all integrated into the wind, as if they were integrated with the air, Zhang Po could only hear the whistling sound of the air, and even the qi could not capture the position of the former.

Zhang Po was frightened, hurriedly put on a defensive posture, and before Zhang Po could settle down, Qingyun's figure roared, and a claw swung towards Zhang Po's Hun mouth, who didn't have time to dodge and flew out upside down.

And Qingyun saw that the blow was successful, and he didn't continue to pursue, but continued to increase his speed to the extreme, and circled around Zhang Potuan, who fell to the ground, and melted himself into the air under the rapid action, waiting for the opportunity to move, waiting for the opportunity to launch the next attack.

"No, it's too fast, I can't see it clearly!" Zhang Po endured the pain after eating a claw blow, and Hun Kou's clothes were all torn, leaving five scratches, and blood flowed down the claw marks.

Just when Zhang Po was trying his best to capture Qingyun's traces, he only heard a scream, and the latter pounced again from behind Zhang Po, and while the two claws clamped the skin and flesh on Zhang Po's back, the iron rod-like tail swept towards Zhang Po fiercely, and the latter let out a muffled snort and flew out again.

And after Qingyun launched the second attack, he licked the blood on his paws, let out a pleasant snoring sound, and his red eyes glanced at Zhang Po, who fell to the ground, and then disappeared into the air again, not giving Zhang Po a chance to capture him at all.

"This old leopard is so cunning. Zhang Po cursed in his heart, and the wound on his back made him gasp.

At this time, Zhang Po's state was very unoptimistic, he was scratched by Qingyun both front and back, leaving shocking blood marks, and the tail also swept Zhang Po's waist, and the latter couldn't stand up in pain.

This is the advantage of the Swift Beast Department, the style of play that Qingyu did not show in the first battle was vividly displayed by Qingyun at this moment, relying on his excellent speed to confuse the opponent, so that the opponent could not figure out the position, and then at the right time, launch an attack.

"No, if it goes on like this, sooner or later he will be consumed to death, and I have to force him to show up. ”

After these two deflated times, Zhang Po completely calmed down, and after thinking for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he finally had a countermeasure.

I saw Zhang Po gritting his teeth and propping up his body, running towards the periphery of the field, and while running, he recovered all the sentimental qi scattered in the field and gathered within a meter of his body.

"I'm sure I'll catch you!" a smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.

Qingyun, who was moving rapidly on the field, saw that Zhang Po had the intention of escaping, and his hunting instinct made him not think much about it, and subconsciously chased in the direction of Zhang Po's escape.

"I want to run!" At Qingyun's current speed, he rushed to his body in the blink of an eye, and the purple mangs in his claws were sheng, grabbing Zhang Po's neck with a faint sound of breaking the sky, it was obvious that Qingyun was tired of this kind of wandering, and wanted to solve Zhang Po with one blow.

And after Zhang Po ran out two steps, he suddenly stopped and stabilized his body, at this time the feeling had been withdrawn, and everything within one meter of his body could not escape his perception, and he vaguely saw a black and red figure flashing.

"It's you, see where you're running this time. The smile on the corner of his mouth was even stronger.

Just when Qingyun's claws were about to claw to Zhang Po's throat, they froze in the air, and the latter's face was full of shock: "How did you catch me? ”

Qingyun's claws stopped two inches away from Zhang Po's neck, and he couldn't get any further, and when he looked down, it turned out that Zhang Po's big hand was clamping his flower skin.

"It's over. Zhang Po took out his other sword-holding hand and put it on Qingyun's neck.

"You go down, I'll have to work hard to treat you if I hurt my brother, if you know each other, just admit defeat, I'm not that interested in killing, I just want to fight, it's as simple as that." ”、

At this time, Qingyun had already withdrawn from the transformation state, and his seemingly vicious face was full of decadence.

Her lips trembled slightly, and Qingyu slowly spit out three words: "I lost." ”

When Zhang Po heard this, he nodded, let go of his hand and put Qingyun down, and at the same time turned around and motioned for Xiao Zhentian to announce the result.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" Xiao Zhentian stepped forward and asked Qingyun after receiving Zhang Po's signal.

The latter nodded decadently: "Well, I admit defeat, I lost this game." ”

When Xiao Zhentian heard this, he cleared his throat and shouted to the audience: "In the third game of the three rounds of the ground, the fifteenth team of the ancient clan won!"

It seems that this gang of games is not as exciting as Chang Wei's game against Qinghong, and the audience only burst into applause and fooled around casually.

Although the battle between Zhang Po and Qingyun is not as good as Chang Wei and Qinghong in terms of picture effect, it undoubtedly tests the strength of the two players in all aspects of every minute and every second, whether it is in speed and strength or in feeling and brain.

This battle is a real duel between masters, and it is not exciting.

Qingyun walked listlessly off the competition platform, although he was the loser in this battle, but compared to Zhang Po, he did not suffer too many injuries, except for the wound on his arm, his whole body was basically intact, which was a blessing in misfortune for both the three teams and himself.

"Third brother, it's okay if you're okay, their strength is really strong, and it makes sense to lose to them, anyway, my old cow is convinced. After stepping down, Qingyun heard a familiar greeting, and when he looked up, the person in front of him was the dying Qinghong who was injured by Chang Wei.

"Second brother, you" Qingyun observed for a while, and was surprised to find that Qinghong at this time could not see any traces of injury on his body, and judging from the voice he spoke just now, he was full of energy, and he didn't want to hurt the feeling in his body.

"The other brother from Team 15 healed my wounds. Qinghong raised his head towards Xiao Yi outside the court. The latter seemed to feel the gaze of the two, and deliberately waved his hand in this direction, showing his white teeth and smiling.

(End of chapter)