Tyrant Dragon Emperor

Chapter 0484 Strange blood

Luo Lin shouted angrily and shot with all his strength, the breath in his body opened and closed, and the spiritual power was billowing like raging waves.

Yin Bing's figure was erratic, like a canoe floating in a raging sea, or like a dead leaf swaying in a strong wind.

No matter how Luo Lin attacked, it seemed that he couldn't really hit his opponent. After dozens of shots, he gradually became restless.

"Jie Jie! You are dead!"

Yin Bing let out a few ghost-like screams, and suddenly turned into a shaky black shadow and swooped out.

"Big words!"

Luo Lin shot out in a rage, and hit the black shadow with all his strength.

There was a loud bang, but his attack hit the air, and he was even staggered.

At this moment, a ghostly black figure suddenly appeared beside him!

Yin Bing grinned strangely, and shook out a feminine palm with her right hand, which directly brushed Luo Lin's face.

"Damn it!"

Luo Lin let out a scream, and his body suddenly began to shake violently, as if seeing some horrible scene, his face was full of horror.

In the blink of an eye, he covered his eyes and rolled over on the ground!

"Jie Jie Jie, go to hell!"

Yin Bing turned into a ghostly black shadow and floated towards him, appearing above him, with a shake of his arms, two balls of black smoke billowed out.

Hiss!

After a strange noise, Luo Lin's body trembled wildly, his exposed skin suddenly turned black, and even streaks of black water came out, emitting an incomparably stench!

"Damn it! What sorcery did he use?"

"That's unreasonable! How can you have such a disciple in Thunder Academy?"

In the spectator seats, the expressions of all the elders changed drastically, and they all raised their eyebrows and questioned sharply.

"Don't make such a fuss, this is Yin Bing's blood talent, not some sorcery!"

Lei Lie shook his head and sneered, with a mocking look on his face.

"What kind of bullshit blood talent, it's just nonsense!"

"This is clearly heresy sorcery, how dare you call it a blood talent?"

Of course, the elders of Spirit Sword Academy refused to accept it. In their view, Yin Bing's method is an evil technique that harms nature and reason, and should be tolerated by Thunder Academy.

Lei Lie shook his head and sighed, looking at these people coldly, showing an extremely absent-minded expression.

"I wonder if you have heard of the name 'Nether Bloodline'?"

"Ghost blood?"

"What? Yinbing is actually this kind of blood!"

Everyone's face changed drastically when they heard the words, and everyone was shocked!

There is indeed a ghost bloodline on this continent, but that was a long time ago.

This kind of bloodline often appeared in ancient times, but because of the strange methods, it was mostly intolerable by ordinary people, and then it gradually declined, and it is almost extinct today.

"Hiss! Unexpectedly, Leiming Academy has such a bloodline!"

"This kind of blood can confuse the opponent's mind. Even if the cultivation level is one level lower, it will often take advantage of it. Now it's troublesome!"

The elders of Spirit Sword Academy looked at each other with extremely ugly faces.

Let alone sky-opening realm warriors, even masters of the moon-grabbing realm should be cautious when encountering this kind of blood, and even stay away from it, otherwise, once they are entangled by the opponent, the consequences will be unimaginable!

It was because of Luo Lin's tricks that he had such strong hallucinations that his mind collapsed and he eventually died.

Having such a character among the opponents is really a huge bad news for Spirit Sword Academy.

Whether it is Yun Zhongtian or Jiang Tian, ​​as long as they encounter Yin Bing, it can be said that there is almost no chance of winning!

"This is troublesome!"

"Yun Zhongtian's aptitude is amazing, I hope he can block his talent attack!"

"Maybe it's not such a coincidence, Yun Zhongtian may not be able to draw him." Someone was lucky and murmured to himself.

"It's better to be like this, otherwise, even if Yun Zhongtian can win, I'm afraid it will consume a lot of money!"

The faces of the elders were extremely solemn, and they were extremely worried about the next situation.

...

The third round of the match ended very quickly. Excluding the disciples who were eliminated and seriously injured and unable to play, there were finally ten people left.

Among them, Yun Zhongtian and Jiang Tian from Spirit Sword Academy occupied two seats.

Among the remaining eight, Tianwu Academy took three seats, and Thunder Academy took five seats.

Ouyang Xi frowned slightly, dissatisfied with the situation in front of him, which was a bit different from his original estimate.

In his prediction, after three rounds, Yun Zhongtian would be left alone in Spirit Sword Academy at most, and they and Thunder Academy would have an equal share.

But the reality is a bit cruel. Two people from Spirit Sword Academy advanced, and only one more person from Tianwu Academy. Among the final top ten, Thunder Academy fought five.

What does this mean?

This shows that the strength and heritage of the Thunder Academy family can overwhelm the Spirit Sword and Tianwu families!

This gap is too large, to the extent of astonishingly large.

Fortunately, the competition was not completely over yet, seeing the remaining three disciples, Ouyang Xi's mood quickly calmed down.

These three people are all the top masters of Tianwu Academy. It can be said that the three of them represent the highest level of the younger generation of Tianwu Academy!

As long as they are there, Tianwu Academy's grades will not be bad.

Although the performance of the Spirit Sword Academy was a little bit unexpected, under the strong pincer attack of the two schools, it could only end in a sad end.

The final decisive battle, of course, is still a contest between Tianwu's Lei Ming family, as long as these three perform normally, they may not lose to the genius of Lei Ming Academy!

Ouyang Xi nodded slowly, let out a sullen breath, and a long light flashed in his deep eyes.

At this moment, the happiest one is of course Lei Lie. Among the top ten, they occupy five seats, forming an overwhelming advantage over the other two.

This situation is basically consistent with his prediction, basically reflecting the strength comparison of the three academies.

The only difference was the two members of Spirit Sword Academy, especially Jiang Tian's promotion, which surprised him a little.

But thinking about the three geniuses of Tianwu Academy, and the five top masters of their own family, the two of them in Spirit Sword Academy are really weak, and it is almost impossible to advance again.

"It is already a great miracle for Spirit Sword Academy to come to this round, but your luck has come to an end, and it will stop here soon!"

Lei Lie shook his head and sneered, with a look of indifference.

They have ghost disciples like Yin Bing, and the top geniuses of Thunder Academy, so it is impossible to lose to the other two no matter what.

The lottery began soon, and the elders of Spirit Sword Academy all stared wide-eyed and looked nervous.

"I hope Yun Zhongtian won't win Yin Bing, otherwise his strength advantage will be greatly reduced!"

"That's right! With his great strength, as long as he doesn't draw Yin Bing, there is no problem in advancing!"

"I think even if Yin Bing is drawn, Yun Zhongtian's chances of winning are even greater, but the opponent's methods are too weird, and it always makes people feel that they have no idea!"

The elders discussed in low voices, with serious expressions on their faces.

After the first lottery was drawn, two disciples from Tianwu Academy and Thunder Academy faced each other.

In the spectator seats, the elders of Spirit Sword Academy breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became nervous again.