"Take the move... Sandfall Dance!"

Suspended high in the sky, looking down at Cheng Feng on the stage, Wang Yuming shouted loudly and raised the spiritual sword Sha Xing high.

After the spiritual move was activated, yellow sand poured in from all directions in the sky and turned into golden light spots, spinning and pouring into the spiritual knife.

Following the continuous influx of golden light points, the dark golden blade of the spiritual sword bloomed with intense light, and a powerful golden energy surged in it. The spiritual sword was as bright as the second round of the sun in the sky.

A flash of memory flashed through Wang Yuming's mind.

He has a sister.

One day before the start of the game, he got his sister Wang Xinhan's medical note at the hospital.

My sister was bitten by a female vampire more than ten days ago and was cursed by the vampire.

The blood curse is a terminal disease that is almost incurable. This news undoubtedly brought him huge bad news.

Because Wang Xinhan has a heart disease and failed to have sex for the first time, she will not assimilate into a vampire, but will die.

At the hospital, the doctor arranged a bed for Wang Xinhan and administered a serum to resist the vampire curse, but there was no guarantee that it would be able to save her life.

The effect of the serum could only maintain her life for a few days and delay the onset of the curse.

The high medical expenses of 200,000 yuan were very heavy for Wang Yuming.

But Wang Xinhan is his only relative and only sister, and he will never sit idly by.

As a powerful demon hunter, the holding of the Sports Center Promotion Tournament undoubtedly gave him the best opportunity to earn this high fee.

Therefore, Wang Yuming wants to win this game no matter what.

Fame and wealth? Dreams? He doesn't care.

I just want to get this bonus and save my sister. (See Chapter 59 for details)

And now, he has finally reached the finals in the promotion competition. This is the most critical battle... he must win!

Facing Cheng Feng, an opponent who cannot be underestimated, Wang Yuming will not be sloppy or careless, and is ready to use the strongest moves to defeat him in one fell swoop.

Even if the destructive power of this move is too powerful and may even bomb the entire arena, he doesn't care so much anymore in order to determine the winner as soon as possible.

Facing this extremely destructive trick, Cheng Feng's current strength is absolutely unstoppable.

Sand dance?

Hearing Wang Yuming call out this strange spiritual name, Cheng Feng recalled a scene from a while ago.

During the battle at the Monster Auction, the demon hunters faced the giant monster Black Spider, and two female elite members used spiritual magic.

Liu Shiyu's ultimate move - Extreme Ice Banquet Dance.

There is also the one performed by He Moli - Whirlwind Sonata.

'Dance', a large-scale move, is the most destructive move that can only be learned by elite level demon hunters. Unexpectedly, Wang Yuming can also do it.

He is indeed a very talented demon hunter.

Now, for Cheng Feng, the situation is even worse.

Danger!

[Crisis Warning] This ability constantly sets off alarms in Cheng Feng's mind.

Looking at the accumulated aura high in the sky, Cheng Feng's face gradually became serious. Judging from the dark golden energy field spilling in the air, he already knew how powerful Wang Yuming's ultimate move was.

If the bombing comes down... his life may even be in danger.

The scope of this ultimate move will cover the entire arena. Cheng Feng does not have the ability to fly, unlike Wang Yuming who can control wind and sand and fly high in the sky for a short time, so he cannot escape at all.

Since there is no way to avoid it...

Cheng Feng took a deep breath, with no fear on his solemn face. He tightened his grip on Raikiri, and his silver eyes shone with determination: "Then we will attack you head-on."

With his limited range of attack methods, he knew that it would be impossible to interrupt Wang Yuming's energy accumulation.

Faced with this situation, there is only one way.

This method was the only one Cheng Feng thought of that could cope with the current situation.

Countless spectators raised their eyes, waiting to see the figure in the sky.

The spiritual sword held high by Wang Yuming was as dazzling as the sun, very eye-catching. His most powerful move was about to be completed.

"Shachen Luo Dancing Song... I never expected that this person named Wang Yuming would actually use such powerful tricks."

Looking at the figure in the sky, Liu Shiyu's calm expression faded, replaced by solemnity and worry: "Now, Cheng Feng is really in danger..."

"Sister Shi, isn't my brother's situation very bad?"

Although Cheng Yi couldn't quite understand what was going on in the ring, seeing Liu Shiyu's slightly worried look made her more or less aware that Cheng Feng was in a very bad situation.

Liu Shiyu did not respond and remained silent.

Even she didn't know how Cheng Feng could cope with such a powerful move.

At the VIP table, the president's gaze fell on Cheng Feng, with a hint of hope: "Cheng Feng, can you resist such a move?"

Sitting next to him, Chu Xinghe looked as usual.

From today's game to now, he has never cared about the outcome of the game. For the first time, he also felt a little interested in the outcome of the final.

The vast arena is diagonally above, high in the air.

At a certain moment, the golden light on the sand star, the spiritual sword held high by Wang Yuming, flourished. His spiritual power finally reached the highest critical point, and his final trick was gathered.

"It's over! The championship...is mine!"

A flash of enthusiasm flashed across Wang Yu's bright and dark golden eyes, he shouted loudly, and swung his spiritual sword with all his strength.

The golden energy that had been accumulated for a long time in the spiritual sword finally had an outlet. In an instant, it was like a golden torrent rushing out from the sword's head, and the terrifying golden light cannon shot down from a distance with the momentum of destroying everything.

"Whoosh!"

The large and bright golden light cannon was fired at extremely high speed, carrying a brilliant power that caused the entire arena and Cheng Feng's body to be reflected in gold.

Danger!

The superpower of crisis warning started to sound like crazy warnings in my mind again.

However, Cheng Feng did not back down and had a countermeasure in his mind.

Although I haven’t tried this method before, I don’t know if it will be successful the first time I use it, but I can only take a gamble!

If this method also fails, then he really loses and has only one chance!

Cheng Feng concentrated all the spiritual power in his body at once, leaving no trace behind, preparing to consume it all in the next attack.

This was a last-ditch battle, and his whole body erupted with blazing white lightning, and his fighting momentum quickly increased.

The Raikiri in his hand reacted, as if synchronizing with Cheng Feng's resolute heart. On the sharp blade, crackling electric snakes swam on it.

"bring it on!"

Cheng Feng bent his knees slightly, and the masonry ground beneath his feet exploded instantly, and the recoil force exploded, pushing him into the sky, like a blazing white arrow, rushing towards the wide golden light cannon!

The more than 30,000 spectators present and the citizens in front of the television all had the same idea when they saw this scene that was comparable to a suicide.

He actually charged forward, isn't this looking for death?!

In the stands, Liu Shiyu frowned slightly, not understanding Cheng Feng's intention.

Cheng Yi covered her mouth, her heart rising in her throat.
Chapter completed!