Dracula raised his hands and rode over his head, blocking the broad sword's route to hit the ground.

"bump!"

When the palms and swords were fighting each other, Dracula suddenly felt a pain in his hands. Lancelot's broad sword covered with holy light hit his hands like a branding iron. Even after completing the transformation, his palms were burned to smoke.

"Damn the power of the holy light!"

Dracula frowned. As a blood clan, his toughest was his hand. He had already used dark energy to stimulate the evolution of his hand. At this time, his hand was much harder than steel. Although it was burned, it also resisted the fierce attack of Lancelo.

According to Dracula's understanding, Lancelot should have retreated at this time, regrouped, and retreated immediately if he failed to get a blow, ready to attack and make a comeback.

Unfortunately, Dracula was wrong. Lancelot had decided to use the craziest close combat and fight with his strongest power.

"bump!"

If one blow fails, Lancelot immediately withdraws the broad sword, and at the same time he leans back, his right foot kicks at Dracula's abdomen as if a cannon is out of the bore.

Dracula pressed down with the momentum to block this wave of attacks.

Immediately afterwards, Lancelot retreated with force, dodged, and while his body was rotating, the broadsword slashed across the cross.

"Do you want to fight?"

Dracula smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth.

"bump!"

"bump!"

"bump!"

...

The continuous impact sounded, and Lancelot's whole body was wrapped in holy power, as if he was in a state of madness, using every part of his body as a weapon to attack Dracula with all his strength.

Both of them fought quickly.

In an instant, phantoms formed, one white and one black, flashed around the venue. The surrounding facilities had been destroyed by the two people. Those with low strength had been avoided far away, so as not to be involved in it again.

"Swish--"

Accompanied by the fierce impact, the whistling sound of the air being torn apart.

The battle between the two has completely fallen into a white heat.

In fact, Lancelot made this choice with difficulty. After all, the blood clan's recovery and speed were too terrifying. If he re-planned after every attack, Dracula could use his talent to keep himself at his peak forever.

Now, although he has involved Dracula with close combat, he has also lost time to recover.

The consumption increased sharply. As time went by, the speed of the two men finally gradually slowed down. From the beginning, they could only see the phantoms, and gradually they could clearly see all the movements.

"It's almost done, it's another draw, hey, it's really boring."

When Wang Zheng saw this, his face showed a look of disappointment and shook his head and said.

"bump!"

As he finished speaking, the field roared again, and then the two of them had separated, gasping heavily, staring at each other with ruthless eyes.

Lancelot half-kneeled on the ground, holding his broad sword on the ground, supporting his body.

Dracula was not much better than him, so she simply sat on the ground and even struggled to move her fingers.

"Damn it, despicable...dark creature, I..."

Lancelot's hard opening.

"Ha...he...whether you, your God, why don't you...not come..."

Dracula also taunted and fought back.

Tina shook her head, as if she had expected this to happen, walked back to the stage and announced, "Two, since they are no longer able to fight again, I announce that this competition is a draw."

"No, I, I must kill him, my Lord will never be desecrated..."

Lancelot gritted his teeth and tried hard to stand up.

Unfortunately, Tina ignored his words and directly ordered someone to help him up and send him back to the French area. Dracula was naturally supported by someone to return to the rest area in the UK.

"Okay, who else wants to challenge below?"

After a group of waiters cleaned the countertops simply, Tina asked again.

This time the venue became quiet and no one spoke again.

In fact, this is the case with the so-called psychic meeting. Except for the hatred, no one will challenge it at this time. After all, this so-called exchange is just an occasion for countries to show their dark forces. If you really need to do it, there are opportunities in private, and who will show it all here stupidly.

The Holy See and the vampire side have continued for hundreds of years of hatred, so they have to compete every time they communicate.

"Well, I guess there's no fun to see."

Wang Zheng looked at the silent venue and yawned boredly.

"Have we ever discussed this with other countries before?"

I asked curiously.

"Hehe, of course there is. At the beginning, Qi Tianchuan and I came over. Because these guys could not detect the energy and spiritual power on us, they thought we were rookies and of course they would provoke them."

"As a result, with Qi Tianchuan's personality, they naturally would not make them feel good. After killing a few blind people, they all became honest. Since then, no country has dared to provoke us. Even Dracula, who has a level ten combat power, has been dealt with by the young man? Speaking of which, it was purely because Qi Tianchuan was curious about his ability to essence and blood, so he deliberately challenged it."

Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"So that's it. You're a teenager, you're amazing."

I nodded in admiration.

Tina looked around the venue and saw that no one was talking again. She nodded slightly and immediately prepared to announce, "Since no one challenges, then..."

"etc!"

Before she could finish her words, she was suddenly interrupted by a discordant voice.

Tina looked down and said, "Mr. Ezaki Shigeki, don't know what else you have?"

"Huh? It turns out it's this little Japanese again."

I also curiously swept to the island representative.

But when I saw Shigeki Ezaki stand up, glanced at me coldly, and said, "Miss Tina, I want to challenge you. I have always admired the Taoist abilities of China, so I am ready to challenge Mr. Jie Fei. I wonder if Mr. Jie is willing to accept it?"

"What's the matter? Challenge me?"

I was a little surprised by Shigeru Ezaki's decision.

This kid probably was the last time he was beaten, and Qi Tianchuan took action, so he didn't take me seriously. This time, he happened to take advantage of Qi Tianchuan's absence and wanted to defeat me so that he could severely slapped the spirit of China?

I made a judgment in my heart instantly.

Tina was also stunned for a moment, looked at Shiroki Ezaki, then turned her eyes and asked, "Mr. Xie Fei, do you accept Mr. Shiroki Ezaki's challenge?"

"Haha, I..."

I was about to speak, but I was suddenly interrupted by Wang Zhe.

This guy probably just said that no one dared to challenge him. Then the Japanese devil, Shigeru Ezaki, jumped out and thought he had been slapped in the face, which was very angry.
Chapter completed!