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Chapter 412

Words:2659Update:22/06/28 09:46:18

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(Sorry, that was a miscalculation. I just got back from the airport to update the latest news. Skeleton will tell you about it after dinner ^ _ ^)

Lie Kent's expression turned ferocious as he threw a punch at Zhang Buyu. Zhang Buyu had no way to defend himself, as the melted Tidal Blade was a huge blow to him.

It was too late for him to defend himself. Zhang Buyu's GN Force was broken, and his body turned red as the Tactics of the Blaze invaded his body.

Whoosh! Boom!

Zhang Buyu's body was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the energy shield and falling from the sky.

The members of the Court of the Templar stood up in shock. They had never thought that Lie Kent would be this powerful.

It was a pure suppression of strength, not a technique.

Lie Jian licked the blood off his knuckles. Damn it, what a powerful slash! But still, it was satisfying!

"Technique?"

"What the hell is that?"

"Strength is the only thing that matters!"

Lie Kent pointed to the sky and was greeted by the worship of all the Martians.

Lie Kent! Lie Kent! Lie Kent!

Lie Kent! Lie Kent! Lie Kent!

Lie Kent! Lie Kent! Lie Kent!

Lie Kent! Lie Kent! Lie Kent!

Lie Kent! Lie Kent! Lie Kent!

Lie Kent placed his hands beside his ears. It wouldn't be long before the entire world would be chanting his name.

The final four had been born!

Li Shiming, the Young King, the Invincible Tactics of the Aeolus, the champion of the House of Li!

Wang Tong, the Dragon Warrior, the Invincible Tactics of the Blade!

Patroclus, the Son of God, the Perfect Tactics of the Deity of the Deity Kings!

Lie Kent, the Evil God of Fire, the Frenzied Tactics of the Blaze!

The semifinalists were finally born. They were the strongest semifinalists in the history of the Militant Tournament. They were full of possibilities, and they were the most comprehensive attention from the human world. At this time, nothing could compare to the Militant Tournament.

Ever since the start of the Armed Competition, there had never been such a standard. If one had to say who was stronger, it would have to be the Blade Warrior and Rilangalos from back then.

Today, there were more young heroes, and they could usher in a new era.

Up until now, it was confirmed that Li Shiming and Patroclus had conserved their strength. The following matches would definitely be even more shocking.

The semi-finals would be held in three days. The organizing committee would also have to adjust the safety measures. It was too dangerous. They had underestimated the strength of the top experts of the younger generation.

This kind of defense was not enough to ensure the safety of the audience, but it was clear that this kind of danger stimulated the desire of the audience. The tickets for the semifinals were sold like crazy, and it was difficult to get a ticket in the auctions of the major websites.

To be able to witness such a competition with one's own eyes would be the most memorable memory in the future. In this day and age, what was more important than memories?

Although it was still a military competition, the influence of this year's competition was more than ten times that of the previous one. It could be seen that the performance of the contestants played a decisive role. There was a big difference between having a big name and not having a big name. The most important thing was that there was a lot of suspense, as the final champion became more and more uncertain.

Li Shiming was no pushover, and neither was Patroclus. Wang Tong had demonstrated the power to stifle miracles, and he had challenged all the traditional tycoons. As for Lie Jian, he had suffered a crushing defeat in the last World Championship, and he would not want to repeat the same mistake.

The first match of the semifinals was between Wang Tong and Li Shiming.

"Boss, you are so awesome! Ayrlarng is the pride of Earth. Since we have come this far, why don't you take Li Shiming with you?" Karl said.

"Of course! Li Shiming is no match for you in love, let alone on the battlefield. Wang Tong, I will be your biggest support!" Hu Yangxuan said.

Wang Tong had already created a miracle in Ayrlarng, so he was no longer a burden. However, Wang Tong still had a reason to win this match. Everyone knew about the relationship between House of Ma and House of Li, and everyone was talking about a fierce battle between Wang Tong and Li Shiming. Wang Tong had to win this match to prove that Ma Xiaoru had made the right choice.

"Don't give Wang Tong too much pressure, just do your best." Zhou Sisi didn't know what to do with these people, but she knew that Wang Tong was born to be able to withstand pressure.

"I can't guarantee that I will win, but I will not give up on this match." Wang Tong shook Ma Xiaoru's hand.

"Just do your best, it doesn't matter." Ma Xiaoru blushed, but she still said firmly. She liked Wang Tong not because he was an invincible general.

"Xiao Ru, you're too easy to talk to. How can you let this guy off so easily? Even if you want to scare him, you should at least scare him." Zhou Sisi couldn't help but laugh. To be honest, she was convinced that Ma Xiaoru was the best match for Wang Tong, and she believed that Wang Tong would have a bright future ahead of him.

After a while, the crowd left one after another. After all, the semi-finals were very important, and Wang Tong would have to think of a way to win against Li Shiming.

Wang Ben bumped fists with Wang Tong before he left. He didn't say much, but he knew that Wang Tong would win this match.

Wang Tong had no other choice, and he didn't want to admit defeat. He didn't want to feel lonely with the support of so many people.

After everyone had left, Wang Tong looked at Ma Xiaoru with a lecherous gaze, but the obedient Ma Xiaoru quickly dodged his gaze and said, "We can't do that to each other right now, but I'll let you do whatever you want once the tournament is over."

"Haha, Babe, don't run away. Don't forget that we are doing Dual Training. Actually, I haven't fully recovered yet. Mixiu Odin is really powerful, and I need you to help me recover."

Wang Tong frowned and said.

"Oh, really? What should I do then?" Ma Xiaoru walked back to Wang Tong, but Wang Tong grabbed her hand.

"Haha, you've been tricked. My injuries are healed, but I'm sure it will help me."

"You …"

Ma Xiaoru didn't know what to say, and she let Wang Tong do whatever he wanted. Perhaps it was the upbringing of House Li, but Ma Xiaoru didn't have the independence and resistance of a modern woman. Instead, she wholeheartedly followed her husband, and in her mind, Wang Tong was her future.

This kind of girl was probably extinct in the world. It might be unfair, but she would be happy because her husband would be able to feel the same way.

Wang Tong and Ma Xiaoru were at their prime, and the Tactics of the Blade and Tactics of the Enchantress complemented each other, which would be very helpful to Wang Tong.

Of course, Wang Tong knew that he shouldn't overdo it.

Ma Xiaoru had completely given herself to Wang Tong, allowing Wang Tong to enjoy her body as much as he wanted. Ma Xiaoru was willing to give herself to Wang Tong …

Li Shiming sat cross-legged in the dark room, channeling the Tactics of Vayu in an orderly manner. He had calmed down before the battle.

Wang Tong had to die, and he had to do it himself!

He was the only one who could do it, and he was the only one who could tell the other inheritors that he had made a mistake by choosing someone else!

He was the only one who should be the inheritor of the Blade Warrior!

Back then, the Blade Warrior was Li Feng, and Li Feng was the Blade Warrior. Today, there could only be one inheritor of the Blade Warrior and one inheritor of the House of Li.

In this battle, it was either one of them who would die.

Li Shiming knew that there was no room for rational thought, and deep down, he was filled with hatred!

Why not him?

This humiliation could only be washed away with blood.

Patroclus was arranging flowers, and a flower basket full of surprises was gradually formed. Zhang Jin watched quietly from the side. The seemingly simple flowers seemed to come to life after being mixed by him. The whole flower basket was full of vitality, making people full of joy at first sight.

"You seem to be in a good mood."

"It's hard to find a worthy opponent. You should know how happy I am right now." Patroclus said lightly.

"Haha, I really don't understand what you Dowers are thinking. But I can't believe that you are so cruel to a pretty girl."

Zhang Jin complained. She knew that Patroclus could have won the battle in another way, and at least he could have saved the Kaedeians some face, which would have been beneficial to the Ivantians.

Patroclus cracked a smile and said, "I have shown her mercy. There is no distinction between a man and a woman on the battlefield, only a warrior."

Zhang Jin shook her head and said, "You are the only one who would be so cruel to such a beautiful girl. What would you do if I became your enemy one day?"

Patroclus's hand paused for a moment, then he slowly moved his hand and said, "Zhang Jin, you will never see that day."

Zhang Jin didn't say a word. She knew what Patroclus was trying to say, and she knew that Patroclus would not let it happen.

Those who had mastered the Tactics of the Deva King were known as the Shura in their hearts.

Lie Jian was in the middle of healing his right hand. Among the top four contestants, he was the one who had suffered the heaviest injury. However, with the help of his Flame Technique Level Seven healing team, he was able to recover as much as he could.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door, and Lie Kent looked up and said, "Come in."

"Young master, we have some clues, but..."

Lie Kent frowned and said, "But what? Cut the crap."

"Something is not right. Wang Tong is definitely not Einherjar Wannabe. He was watching the live broadcast of Einherjar Wannabe's match."

"Oh, then why don't you think Patroclus knows about it?"

"Young master, according to our investigation, Patroclus is convinced that Wang Tong is the heir of the Blade Warrior, and Li Shiming is the same."

Lie Kent's body trembled a little, and then he waved his hand to dismiss the man in black.

"Motherf * cker, no wonder Patroclus was so excited to challenge Wang Tong. It turns out that he couldn't control his impulse. Hmph, is he trying to repeat the glory of the Blade Warrior and Rilangalos? Motherf * cker, do you think I'm just a decoration?"

Lie Kent had never been ignored like this before, and he was determined to teach Patroclus a lesson.

Li Shiming and Patroclus were not the only ones who had held back, Lie Kent was also holding back.

The heir of the Blade Warrior?

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