"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!