The Sacred Martial Hall was a unique small world of martial dao. The social environment here was completely different from the outside world. It could be said to be a small world of its own.
The arena could be said to be a basic facility that could be seen almost everywhere in the Sacred Martial Hall. It was like the once popular professional baseball, where small baseball fields could be seen everywhere. It was also like the once popular NBA basketball, where small basketball courts could be seen everywhere on the streets.
In addition to the scattered small arenas, the Sacred Martial Hall had also specially built some relatively large arenas for the martial artists of the Sacred Martial Hall to fight and conduct a certain degree of selection.
The arena of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall was not much different from the arena of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall, except for the relatively smaller audience seats.
The circular arena was about a hundred meters in diameter. The building material was a special composite high-tech material that was not metal and stone. The color looked like a gray cement platform. There were no guardrails around to prevent people from falling off the platform, let alone fur carpets.
The gray composite high-tech material was left with dark red spots and some irregular red marks. One could smell the smell of blood when they got a little closer.
Qin Fen rotated around the arena gently. If the Sacred Martial Hall wanted to clean up these mottled blood stains, it would be a very easy thing. However, they did not clean up these blood stains left in every battle. Presumably, it was to warn any martial artist that a battle was not a treat. Bleeding, injuries, or even death could happen here.
Qin Fen reached out and touched the edge of the arena gently. The cold temperature passed through his palm into his body. The feeling of the arena was seventy to eighty percent like a cement platform, but it was a little different from cement.
The martial artists of the Sacred Martial Hall were at least seven-star in strength. If reinforced concrete was really used as the arena material, perhaps a professional construction team would have to stay here.
Otherwise, the arena might be riddled with holes after a fierce battle and could no longer be used again.
A short and rapid dragon roar spread through the vibration of the air into the arena.
The martial artists of Building One twenty-two in the audience seats straightened their backs subconsciously and looked into the distance.
The dragon roar was still vibrating in the air. The figure of Young Dragon King, Yang Lie, had already appeared in front of everyone.
Without a clean and tidy warrior suit, Yang Lie wore a torn warrior suit, but it didn't affect his heroic temperament at all. Instead, it added a special look to him.
Qin Fen looked at Yang Lie carefully. He had not seen this companion for a long time. His figure was a little thinner than before, but he didn't give off the feeling of being sickly and weak. Instead, he gave off a feeling of being stronger and stronger.
Casually standing in the same place, those who faced Yang Lie would have a feeling that he was like a knife without a scabbard! The sharp aura cut through the air and deeply pierced into the outer layer of human skin.
After not seeing him for a long time, Yang Lie's spirit, energy, and spirit seemed to have been tempered by flames, giving people a feeling of being reborn.
"Everyone, how have you been these days?" Yang Lie's voice was like a great bell. He cupped his fists and pushed them gently. The young martial artists sitting in the audience seats suddenly felt a wave of air pushing them at the moment he cupped his fists. There was a faint feeling of pressure on their chests.
Qin Fen's eyes were a little more spirited. This Yang Lie cupped his fists and pushed them. In fact, he didn't really push out the fist pressure. It was just that the aura of power gave people a faint illusion. It seemed that Asura's special training had really improved his comprehensive strength in a short period of time.
Caesar felt the strong desire to attack in Yang Lie's cupped fist. He smiled and cupped his fist back to Yang Lie, "Young Dragon King, you are not the only one who has been training hard these days."
This cupped fist made the hairs on the skin of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists who had just arrived behind Yang Lie jump, as if someone wanted to attack them with the fist pressure.
Both sides cupped their fists at a distance. Caesar and Yang Lie's bodies suddenly shook in an instant. Asura Fenghua Danyun, who was next to them, let out a slightly surprised whisper.
In the cupped fist greeting just now, Asura was surprised to find that Young Dragon King, Yang Lie, who had been training hard for many days, did not have much of an advantage. The collision of the aura of power of both sides could be said to be equal in the end.
Yang Lie's eyes suddenly lit up. He was very clear about how hard his training had been these days and how much his strength had improved.
However, in the cupped fist greeting just now, Yang Lie found that Caesar, who had not been trained by Asura, had a huge change in his spirit!
Great Emperor Caesar, who had just cupped his fists and pushed them forward, seemed to be really pushing the mountains and rivers of the Nine Regions forward. That mighty aura of power had quite the artistic conception of the world's rivers and mountains following him.
How could this be? Yang Lie's dragon eyes lit up, flashing with doubts like the stars, and quickly shifted to Qin Fen.
Perhaps the other heads of the Sacred Martial Hall could also make Caesar and the others transform again in a short period of time, but these people had obviously been staying in the Outer Sacred Martial Hall basic type. If they wanted to transform, it was impossible to rely on the Sacred Martial Hall for the time being. The only way was Qin Fen!
"Equal in aura of power?" Young Dragon King, Yang Lie's body did not move. A cloud of dust rose around his feet and he stepped onto the ring.
Asura Fenghua Danyun's beautiful face showed a happy smile, "I didn't train him in vain these days. Aura of power is only a part of martial dao. The final victory or defeat still depends on the comprehensive strength of both sides. "
Yang Lie cupped his fists again, "We are brothers, there is no need for any hypocrisy. Today's goal is to compete for the third place in the team. How about using the simplest method? They were divided into several pairs and fought against each other. The winner would fight against the winner of another match. The loser will naturally fight against the loser. The winner of the loser will fight against the winner of the winning side. Whoever wins will be the third place. "
"Alright …"
Following Caesar's answer, he also jumped onto the ring and faced Yang Lie from a distance. The aura of power also mixed together at this moment.
"Caesar, good is good, but it doesn't mean that you can experience Yang Lie, who has just returned from special training, right?"
When Brooks' voice floated into everyone's ears, he was already standing on the ring. The saber in his hand had not yet been unsheathed, but the cold saber intent had already cut the two entangled aura of power apart.
Clang!
With a metal collision sound, a red spear was inserted into the ground of the ring.
The spear was inserted into the ground, and the exposed spear body was still trembling slightly. Mourad had already appeared on the ring.
Mourad, who was silent, and Solomon, who did not speak, used their own silence to inform their other companions that they were the real protagonists of this ranking match.
On the huge ring, several young martial artists looked at each other without giving in. If it was other things, naturally, it would not be a problem to give in. It would not matter even if they had to take a knife for the other party on the battlefield. But this time, it was related to the strength ranking of Qin Fen's small team. How could they give in?
After a short period of silence, everyone looked at Qin Fen at the same time.
Asura Fenghua Danyun pouted her beautiful cherry lips. Her pair of beautiful eyes flickered with a bit of displeasure. "Why didn't you ask me to help you decide? I am the head of the Department of Martial Arts after all. "
Several young martial artists on the ring heard Fenghua Danyun's complaints and smiled. There was a word called habit. Everyone was used to looking for Qin Fen to solve any unsolvable disputes. They would not consider whether there were more powerful martial artists standing next to them.
Who will go first? This is a problem! Qin Fen felt several pairs of sharp eyes. He raised his hand and gently slid his index finger up and down on the side of his nose. It seems that I can only use one of Squad Leader Hao's ultimate skills to distinguish this hot yam.
"Let's play rock-paper-scissors."
When the surrounding martial artists heard this suggestion, a sense of absurdity rose in their hearts. Is this the method proposed by this group of newcomers?
Rock-Paper-Scissors? Asura Fenghua Danyun's clear eyes flickered with faint appreciation. This rock-paper-scissors is indeed the fairest method.
Rock, scissors, paper.
Although the moment when several people made their moves seemed to be the same, it was difficult to really achieve a difference of a few tenths of a second. There was still a difference in speed between each other.
In this short moment, who could perceive the changes in the other's body muscles and predict what the other party was going to do? This was also a kind of martial dao competition.
Although the winner was not necessarily the strongest in overall strength, it could also be regarded as a small way of evaluation.
"Next, close your eyes." Qin Fen continued, "Find some items to block your hearing."
Fenghua Danyun's picturesque eyebrows raised slightly. She turned off the two most important senses, hearing and vision! As a result, if she wanted to observe the other opponents around her, she could only rely on the fluctuations of the friction between the muscles and the air when she made her move to judge.
"Then, everyone write the punch you are going to throw on my palm."
This is? Fenghua Danyun's expression of appreciation was stunned. So, what is this competition? Psychology and luck? This young man has already begun to calculate luck in martial dao?
Fenghua Danyun's gaze towards Qin Fen changed slightly again. The so-called luck in martial dao was actually divided into two major parts. One was true luck. For example, when two people were fighting fiercely, a meteorite fell from the sky and killed one of them. This was true luck.
In martial dao, there was also a kind of luck. It was not so much luck as a competition with a deep foundation. When Qin Fen defeated the fourteen-star martial artist of Neo Taekwondo that day, he was lucky enough to produce that special state and punch that did not belong to his level. It was because of his deep foundation that he was able to make a punch that was similar to the explosion of a small universe and won the final victory.
This kind of rock-paper-scissors game could be said to be a mixture of the two kinds of luck. Martial dao battles required judgment, the prediction of the enemy's move, and the prediction of the entire battle.
Fenghua Danyun was still pondering. The rock-paper-scissors game of several young people had already ended. Only Caesar and Little Dragon King were left on the stage.
In terms of luck, Caesar was a little better than the others at this moment.
Little Dragon King, Yang Lie, stood quietly in the same place, feeling the gazes of the martial artists who were watching the battle from all directions. After many days of hard work, he could even clearly distinguish what kind of emotions were contained in every gaze that was cast on him. There was expectation, doubt, and even admiration and appreciation.
Yang Lie straightened his waist slightly again. His star-like eyes turned into two charged light bulbs in a blink of an eye, gradually brightening from the initial depth.
In just the blink of an eye, the gradually brightening eyes had turned into two light bulbs that could withstand the voltage to the limit, and a sharp light shone from it.
The rosy skin on Yang Lie's face gradually changed, as if it was covered with a layer of white powder. His heroic red lips also gradually changed in color, turning into a purple color that would only appear when a person fainted from the cold in a world of ice and snow.
Under the illumination of the rising sun, Yang Lie's temperament could not give people a trace of warmth, as if Yang Lie, who was standing on the stage, was an iceberg that would never melt.
In an instant, the martial artists of the Inner and Outer Sacred Martial Hall who came to watch the battle knew that Yang Lie was much stronger than the last time he fought. It could even be said that in just a few days' time, he was a martial artist of two different levels!
Yang Lie glanced at the crowd with a cold and confident smile on his lips. What he wanted to do this time was not to snatch the third place, but to show that he was qualified to challenge Qin Fen. How could such an aura of power and performance be enough?
Yang Lie's chest suddenly bulged outwards, then he opened his mouth and exhaled. A dragon's roar penetrated his throat from the dantian region and went straight to the sky. The sound of breaking gold and jade carried the domineering aura of power of a dragon, but it was not an ordinary domineering aura. There was a hint of a divine dragon sitting high in the clouds overlooking all living beings like ants.
The dragon's roar did not stop. Yang Lie's knees bent slightly and his whole body bounced out fiercely. He dived in the air and jumped again. The three jumps were like a divine dragon turning in the clouds. The ground had yet to shake, but he had already left the place where he stepped on. This strange stage was not crushed by his great strength.
After three consecutive ups and downs, Yang Lie had already reached the center of the arena. The sound of these three steps was louder than the previous one. That was the rhythm of each step he took. It just happened to resonate with the aftershock from the last time, thus forming a unique sound.
In the dragon's roar, a white mist visible to the naked eye floated out. It was not because the temperature of the body was higher than the low temperature of Dawn Island, but because the cold air of the Mysterious Underworld Divine Art was much lower than the temperature of dawn on the island!
The dragon's roar was loud! Yang Lie stood in the same place like a mountain. The sharp edge made the spectators feel that their skin was being pricked by the aura of power. His cold eyes were like a pair of eyes that had just been released, or it could be said that he was more like a primeval dragon that had been sealed for many years and had just broken free from its shackles during his dragon's roar.
In an instant, Little Dragon King – Yang Lie's aura of power climbed to a height that he had never reached before! A large number of martial artists who were watching the battle all looked at Caesar worriedly.
In just an instant, Little Dragon King – Yang Lie's aura of power created an unstoppable concept. Many people had even begun to put his strength on the same level as Qin Fen.
"Yang Lie!"
Under the quiet stage, there was a sudden roar. A martial artist stepped onto the stage and inserted himself in the middle of the confrontation between the two sides.
The person who came was wearing a purple martial artist suit. Obviously, he was a martial artist from the Inner Sacred Martial Hall. His body was well-proportioned like most martial artists. His face was not handsome but it was not ugly either. There was an indescribable look of determination on his face. It was easy to see the characteristics of a Westerner on him.
"Do you still remember Ang Andres?"
Yang Lie's eyes drifted over the martial artists who boarded the stage. He was still staring at Caesar who was full of admiration and surprise. His two dragon eyebrows moved slowly to the center of his eyebrows and said coldly, "I remember, the martial artist from the Azure Dragon Sect. He heard that I also practiced Dragon Fist and deliberately came to me, claiming that he wanted to cripple me. In the end, I broke his limbs and sent him to the hospital. "
"Very good! You still remember! " The martial artist who suddenly appeared suddenly raised his leg and took a step forward, "Then, you still remember the sentence 'Andres Family is trash'."
"I remember. I still remember that Ang Andres said that he was a pure aristocrat, and I was just a mixed-blood bastard. I was not qualified to represent the American recruits in the Recruit Tournament. That spot should be given to him. " Yang Lie raised his chin slightly, and his heroic body was even more straight as he said, "You look a bit like him. I think you want to avenge him? Then why do you need to find an excuse? An elder brother avenging his younger brother, this is the most sufficient reason. "
"Good! Very good! Remember my name, Chen Andres! "
Several Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists in the audience whispered a few times. During the days when Chen Andres cultivated in the Sacred Martial Hall, his star-class strength did not improve very quickly. Now, he was only twenty-five years old and was only a ten-star martial artist.
But he had a special specialty, and that was fighting! In a fight between martial artists of the same level, even martial artists with higher comprehensive strength than him would always be defeated by his hands.
A fifteen-star martial artist once evaluated Chen Andres. This person's fighting sense was first-class, but unfortunately, his talent was not good enough. Otherwise, he would also be a martial artist who founded his own sect.
A faint smile flashed through Yang Lie's cold eyes, but this smile was frozen by his cold eyes, "I'm not interested in remembering the names of small fries."
Small fries? Andres' ten toes slammed on the ground, and he took the lead to launch an attack. As he suddenly leaped forward, his waist slightly lowered at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yang Lie. He opened his five fingers, and the joints of the phalanges made a series of explosive sounds. Not to mention the human body, even if it was the body of a rhinoceros, he could still pull out its heart with one claw.
Close combat Wolf Kiss Claw!
Andres' size was far less than the tall and long-armed Little Dragon King, Yang Lie. If he fought from a distance, he would be at a disadvantage. Close combat was the key to victory.
The close combat of the Wolf Fist had the speed and strangeness of the Wolf Rush.
This step forward, with the legs in front and the claws hidden behind, was like the attack of a wild wolf on the grassland. One lift, one step! The front leg was inserted straight between Little Dragon King, Yang Lie's legs, and the spatial distance in the battle sense was grasped perfectly by him.
The whistling sound of the wolf claw breaking through the air had just sounded when Little Dragon King, Yang Lie flung his right shoulder, and there was a whip whipping sound in the air. He opened his right hand's five fingers and grabbed Andres' wolf claw.
The ten fingers of both palms intersected, and Andres' body suddenly shivered. The long hairs on the extended right wolf claw seemed to be covered with a layer of visible frost in the blink of an eye.
Xuan Ming Divine Art! Under Asura's frenzied training, his Unique Skill Level Inner Force had made great progress.
The moment the two sides came into contact, Little Dragon King, Yang Lie's Xuan Ming Divine Art Ice True Energy had already occupied the opponent's entire arm before Andres' internal force and physical strength had completely merged and erupted.
Immediately, a trace of frozen pain appeared on Andres' face, and the true energy of his whole body seemed to be frozen at this moment. His body stiffened for less than 0.5 seconds, as if his body was completely frozen by a huge ice cube.
Yang Lie's five fingers suddenly clenched inwards, and the sound of bones breaking in Andres' palm, which had lost the protection of true energy and strength, suddenly sounded. Dazzling blood spurted out from the injured palm.
Andres' true energy was frozen, but most of his body's nerves were still working normally. The severe pain made his face change again. Yang Lie took half a step forward, and his back slammed out like a moving wall. It was the Arhat Fist's Twisting Single Mountain Thrust.
The air under Yang Lie's ribs made a crisp sound of waves crashing against the shore.
This blow of Twisting Single Mountain Thrust was like a mobile armor, crashing into Andres' arms.
Boom! Andres' body, like a fired cannonball, flew nearly twenty meters away and fell heavily to the ground. He slid for another ten meters before stopping rolling.
The sharp-eyed martial artists had discovered that Andres' sternum had collapsed, and apart from spurting a few mouthfuls of blood from his open mouth, he was trying hard to breathe.
One move to defeat the enemy! As a ten-star martial artist, Little Dragon King Yang Lie only needed one move to completely injure the opponent who wanted to dig out his heart and take his life.
Even the martial artists of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall could clearly feel that Yang Lie's every move in the battle just now had an indescribable calmness, as if he was not fighting a martial artist of the same star-class, but a four-star or five-star opponent.
In addition to a few exclamations from the audience, there was only the sound of calling for medical personnel using their badges. No one stood up to accuse Yang Lie of being too heavy-handed.
In the battle just now, the martial artists who could see the situation were very clear that Andres' attack was a murderous fighting style. No one could blame Yang Lie for being so heavy-handed.
Caesar's eyes glanced at Andres, who had fallen to the ground, and there was a little more admiration in his expression. Although Yang Lie could also defeat Andres before he was caught by Asura for training, it was impossible for him to defeat a martial artist of the same star-class, and an opponent who seemed to have a good fighting sense, so easily.
In a short period of time, Little Dragon King Yang Lie had grown, and it was growth by leaps and bounds! If it was Qin Fen's team from a few days ago, no one would be able to hold on for too long under the hands of Yang Lie, except for Qin Fen and Xue Tian.
Powerful! Yang Lie did not grow, but after Asura's training, he had become truly powerful among the ten-star martial artists.
"Good! Good! Good! "
Caesar said the word 'good' without the slightest fear on his face. A happy smile bloomed quickly between his eyebrows.
Caesar's back was straighter, and his shoulders slowly opened slightly to both sides. The skin covering his whole body made a sound like a bow being pulled at this moment. His white complexion suddenly became ruddy. In the blink of an eye, the ruddiness on his face was not inferior to the morning sun that had just left the horizon, as if his face was the second red sun in the world. His whole temperament became more prosperous, and his aura swallowed the mountains and rivers! Just like the first emperor who ascended Mount Tai!
There was no strong wind at the beginning of dawn, but Caesar's clothes were like a big flag that was blown by the wind! This was the special effect caused by cultivating the new Nine Yang Divine Art created by Qin Fen's synthesis of various Yang martial arts! It was the true energy that dried the moisture in the air around the body, making the sound of the clothes in the heat flow. It was not the sound of the wind blowing.
Caesar's demeanor also changed at this moment. A pair of golden sword-like eyebrows raised high, and his eyes stared straight at Yang Lie! His eyebrows were filled with the feeling of controlling the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth!
So what if you are the Dragon King? I control the mountains and rivers!
Both of their martial dao were extraordinary. Under the mutual stimulation and collision, their aura of power climbed to a realm that they had never reached before.
"Yang Lie! Now that there are no troublemakers, let's get started! Let's see if you, the True Dragon that soars in the Ninth Heaven, can be ranked third, or I, the Emperor that controls the mountains and rivers, can ascend this ranking! "
Caesar's heroic face bloomed with the aura of a king that controlled the world. He could also give people a feeling of swallowing the mountains and rivers with just a casual step forward.
With just one step, the aura of power of both sides began to collide again. Even Qin Fen, who was under the ring, could also feel the collision of these two auras.
True Dragon against Emperor! The Ice Dragon of extreme yin and extreme cold VS the Emperor of extreme yang!
"The strength of these two young martial artists who have just entered the Sacred Martial Hall is too amazing!" The martial artists of the Inner and Outer Sacred Martial Hall in the audience were all exclaiming in a low voice. Even if they did not personally join the battle, everyone could still feel the pressure caused by the collision of auras of power.
"This Caesar's aura of power is actually not inferior to Yang Lie's?" Fenghua Danyun's limpid eyes were filled with ripples of surprise. The strangest thing was the growth of his true energy. It felt like it should be the Nine Yang Divine Art, but it seemed to be a little different somewhere. It was also because of the difference in this true energy that it seemed to have made a strong qualitative change in his whole person.
Qin Fen looked at Yang Lie again and again, and he was even more amazed in his heart. It seemed that Asura's training was indeed very unique. He had tried his best to help Caesar modify his internal art, so that his previous precipitation was integrated into this modification, so that the true energy that should have grown slowly suddenly had a big leap.
Unexpectedly, even under such circumstances, Caesar still seemed to be unable to gain any upper hand.
Hualala!
A sudden gust of wind rose on the ring! Another huge cannon roar sounded on the ground!
As Caesar walked, the true energy in his whole body surged. With the movement of true energy, he broke through the air and rushed towards Little Dragon King, Yang Lie. His huge fist was like a seal, blowing up a strong wind that shocked the Divine Land.
This was the Imperial Fist Art's Annihilation of the Whole Clan!
Caesar, the emperor who was temporarily dormant beside Qin Fen, showed everyone at this moment that he was still the overbearing and fierce emperor of a generation.
This Annihilation of the Whole Clan was very similar to the Eighteen Dragons Gathering the Winds and Clouds in Qin Fen's Martial Emperor Dragon Fist. The pressure of the seal fist that smashed down in an instant made people feel as if the sky was really falling down. The sound of the explosion in the air made people feel even more uncomfortable.
The fist power of the Annihilation of the Whole Clan would give people a special feeling, which was tragic!
What else in the world could be more tragic than the Annihilation of the Whole Clan?
As Caesar rushed, all the overbearing aura of power in his body was integrated into his fist, making people's nostrils and mouths feel dry.
That's right! It was dry! The special effect of the new Nine Yang Divine Art was even a little similar to the neo martial art's fiery martial art, Magma Art.
It was just the first punch, but Caesar had almost integrated all his martial dao skills into it.
In a fight between martial artists, it wasn't like you could use [Red Phoenix Rising Sun], I could use [Black Tiger Steals Heart], you could use [Splitting Mount Hua], and I could use [Overlord Carries the Cauldron] to fight for half a day.
Until the surrounding martial artists felt bored, only then would they use their own finishing moves to determine the winner.
They could decide the winner with one move, there would never be a second attack! The aura of power and true energy of both sides were raised to the extreme, naturally, there would be no second move.
If anyone still thought that their second move was the finishing move, then the person who had this thought had already lost.
Annihilation of the Whole Clan? The moment Caesar made his move, Yang Lie already knew what his companion was going to do. His eyelids suddenly twitched, and his expression changed to become more upright in an instant.
His feet stomped the ground!
Dragon Cannon! Caesar's mind quickly flashed with Qin Fen's unparalleled assault combat technique!
Yang Lie's body trembled, and the dragon suddenly rushed out, rushing toward Caesar without giving way!
Just as the two of them made their moves, a figure suddenly flew out from the first row of the audience! This figure was extremely fast. The moment the seat under his feet was trampled and shattered, he had already rushed into the ring.
The moment this person's feet touched the ground, his shoulders shook violently. He spread out his arms like a golden-winged Roc soaring in the Nine Heavens. With a long cry that could pierce through metal and stone, he rushed to the center of the final explosion of the battle before the two of them could.
At this moment, whether it was Caesar or Yang Lie, both of them had raised their strength to the extreme, and it was impossible to take it back.
If they forcefully took it back, they would only be able to take back fifty percent of their strength. Moreover, it would greatly hurt their own bodies and leave a lifelong problem in martial dao.
They couldn't stop, and they couldn't stop. The two strongest punches hit the body of this sudden black shadow.
Boom!
The fist of extreme Yang and the true energy of extreme Yin and extreme Yang came into contact at a very close distance. The air burst into a shockwave visible to the naked eye, and the huge explosion was like the roar of a hundred cannons! Even if there was a huge thunder in the sky, it would be covered by the explosive power of the two people.
Many of the martial artists in the audience gasped and let out a strange cry. They closed their eyes and didn't look at the martial artists in the middle of the battle.
The full attack of these two people, not to mention a human, even if it was an iron man! It would still be smashed into pieces and flattened!
The shockwave of the collision was still surging. The sweat produced by the two people's full strength burst out from their arms, and the friction in the air made a sizzling sound. The strength was not inferior to a real flying knife.
Before the rolling sound stopped, everyone heard a low voice in the ring, "Not good, not good! Wasn't there someone fighting for the third place just now? The rest of you, come up together! Let's see if you can really make me excited. "
"Wow? Little Madman? "Fenghua Danyun's eyes smiled like a crescent moon," Can't hold it in so soon? "
The other martial artists in the audience collectively exclaimed. The person who just rushed into the ring was still alive! The person who survived the fierce attack turned out to be the super genius Martial Madman who was rumored to be the most likely to become a divine beast martial artist in the future in the Sacred Martial Hall!
"This is the Martial Madman?" Qin Fen looked at the person in the middle of the three people in the ring.
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