Chapter 419: Soul Tiger Vs. Hellhound

"Entering the academy one year later? Their initial starting points are almost the same. It's just that Pohu has accumulated one more year of points than him."

Youlong didn't give Tianlong any face and retorted on the spot.

Dillon sat aside, silent, watching the battle on the stage intently.

"Both of them are quite powerful."

Ao Guang and Ao Lie on the other side were also watching the battle between Pohu and Bishui Tianlang.

Senior Pohu's strength level is level 71, and Bishui Tianlang is the same level.

The strength of the two is roughly the same, both belong to the level of demons.

If Ao Guang and Ao Lie face them, they can only rely on blood to win.

"I don't know who will win between Senior Po and Bishui Tianlang in the end." Ao Guang said thoughtfully.

"I think it should be Senior Po who will win." Ao Lie said without hesitation.

Hearing this, Ao Guang couldn't help but turn his head and look at Ao Lie, "How can you be so sure?"

"Anyway, it won't be the Jade Water Wolf, this is just my intuition." Ao Lie said.

Hearing this, Ao Guang rolled his eyes helplessly.

On the stage, the battle between Pohu and the Jade Water Wolf has entered a white-hot stage.

Both monsters have already hit the real fire, releasing all their strength without reservation.

One after another, illusory light and shadows are constantly released from behind the two monsters, and the phantom of the sky tiger behind Pohu has even grown a pair of huge wings.

The phantom of the wolf monster behind the Jade Water Wolf has become more icy blue and deep at this moment, and countless sharp ice falls from the sky, with extremely strong momentum, as if to freeze everything.

The strength of the two monsters is not weaker than each other, and both sides have shown amazing strength.

"Jingshui Tianlang, I didn't expect that your strength has improved so much in the past few days."

Pohu raised his head slightly and looked at the Jade Water Wolf.

"Haha, after we parted last time, did you really think I was just sulking when I went back?"

Bishui Tianlang laughed, his expression full of confidence, and then launched a fierce attack on Pohu again.

And Pohu also followed up decisively.

Neither of the two monsters was willing to give in to the other, and neither wanted to lose to the other. The two of them must decide the winner in this battle.

As a disciple of Elder Dillon, even though Elder Dillon is no longer keen on competing for glory and status.

But Pohu has different ideas and determination.

In his heart, he always firmly wants to regain the place and dignity that his master lost that year.

Not only for his master, but also for his junior brother, Tianyu!

Roar!

The Tianhu behind Pohu roared loudly, and a powerful shock wave burst out instantly, directly turning the sharp ice spikes falling from the sky into tiny fragments and dissipating into nothingness.

Seeing this scene, Bishui Tianlang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

What he has always been proud of are these powerful ice spikes.

And now, the ice spikes were actually dissolved by the attack of the Pohu.

This shocked the Bishui Tianlang and was greatly shocked.

Just when the Bishui Tianlang was stunned, the Pohu had already killed him.

A sword stabbed, the powerful sword energy was wanton, and countless sword beams broke through the air.

Seeing this scene, the Bishui Tianlang had no ability to compete.

Bang!

The body of the Bishui Tianlang fell heavily to the ground and lost the competition directly.

This battle, the Bishui Tianlang lost.

Seeing this scene, Tianlong's face was extremely gloomy.

Bishui Tianlang, actually lost like this.

Looking at Dillon on the side, there was still no expression on his face, as if all this was within his expectations, or it could not cause any ripples in his heart.

"And my disciple Mingquan."

Youlong's tone was full of confidence and expectation, and he had no doubt about the strength of Mingquan.

The competition continued.

Finally, in the battle between level 70 monsters, only Pohu and Hellhound were left.

Therefore, one of them must be qualified to go to the courtyard.

Among the other disciples, Ao Guang and Ao Lie have been confirmed to go to the courtyard with their outstanding performance.

Because the brothers were really lucky, they did not meet each other during the competition.

If Pohu won the battle between the level 70 disciples.

Then this time, all the places to go to the courtyard will be taken by Elder Dillon's disciples.

Next, the most anticipated battle is the duel between Pohu and Hellhound.

The Hellhound is wrapped in gray mist, just like a real Hellhound from hell.

Under the cover of the gray mist, most disciples have not seen the true face of the Hellhound a few times.

"Pohu, I have a certain understanding of your strength. Now you can either go down on your own initiative or let me take you down." Mingquan held a sharp scimitar tightly in his hand, walked onto the stage slowly and indifferently, and said to Pohu.

"Mingquan, the battle has not officially started yet, how can you be so sure that I am not your opponent?" Pohu did not flinch, and responded with a firm look.

"Intuition."

Mingquan's answer was brief and straightforward.

As soon as his voice fell, at that moment, Mingquan attacked without hesitation.

Countless thick gray fogs closely followed him, and the speed of the Hades Hound was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in front of Pohu in almost the blink of an eye.

He slashed the scimitar in his hand fiercely, and the diffused gray fog magically turned into a huge and sharp sickle, carrying a chilling momentum, and rushed towards Pohu from the gray fog.

Pohu reacted quickly, and suddenly tightly grasped the long sword in his hand. A dazzling white light burst out from his body, and a pair of wide wings instantly appeared behind him.

The next moment, he kicked his feet hard, soared into the air, and narrowly avoided the fierce and sharp knife.

Then, the white wings behind Pohu released countless sharp blades like a machine gun, and shot towards the Hades Hound like raindrops.

The Dark Dog was also quick-witted and swift, swinging the scimitar in his hand to block. In the diffuse gray fog, countless sickles flashing with cold light were swung out quickly, constantly countering the opponent's overwhelming attack.

"Brother Dark Dog is powerful, and should be no less powerful than Brother Pohu."

"It's hard to say. I only know that Brother Dark Dog's attack method has always been very strange and unpredictable."

"Let's take a look first. After all, the two brothers have already stood on the stage to fight. The real victory or defeat depends on their next performance."

The disciples present were discussing the current situation one after another.