When everyone in the audience saw this scene, their eyes widened, and their open mouths could almost fit an egg.

The power of this Magneto King's fist blade was too violent, that is, the Blood Thirteen Flashes avoided it, otherwise, his seemingly weak body was afraid that it would fall apart on the spot.

It's just that at this time, Blood Thirteen was actually laughing, laughing playfully and coldly, without any pause, reaching out his right claw and taking Magneto's neck directly.

Magneto was shocked again, only to feel a chill in his back, but his movements were not slow at all, and the right fist that fell to the ground was impressively powerful, and the person had already turned around, and his backhand was another punch.

His fist was fast and violent, blasting straight towards Blood Thirteen's lower abdomen.

Seeing the fist roaring, Blood Thirteen withdrew his hand halfway, and his pale and thin hand slid into the opponent's thick arm, and immediately jumped to the side with his strength.

It can be seen that Blood Thirteen doesn't seem to want to compete head-on with the other party, of course, he can also see that Magneto's power is too strong, this is simply a humanoid tank.

"Do you kid just know how to hide?" Magneto was angry, and at the same time very annoyed, his strength was indeed fierce, but the speed of the divine movement was far inferior to the other party.

Blood Thirteen's pale face showed a hint of teasing: "Your fist is certainly fierce, although one punch can hit me hard, but the premise is that you must be able to hit me!"

If you can't hit the enemy's fist, no matter how strong your strength is, it's useless!

Seeing this, Tang Feng secretly shook his head and said, "If nothing else, Magneto is going to lose." ”

Su Feihu couldn't help asking, "I'm afraid it's too early, right?"

Sima Fei suddenly said: "Can't you see that Blood Thirteen is playing with him at all, this guy is still retaining his strength until now, just by performing light skills, he is already invincible." ”

Tang Feng nodded and said, "I know that the reason why he retains his strength is nothing more than to keep the last hole card so that he can use it against me." ”

Until now, Tang Feng hadn't forgotten what Hidden Dragon had said to him last night, be careful of the blood of Blood Thirteen!

The Hidden Dragon never has no purpose, so Blood Thirteen's blood is definitely unusual, but now, his blood is not the slightest abnormal, nor does it show the peculiarity of the legendary vampire gods.

As he was talking, the confrontation on the stage continued, and dozens of rounds were dismantled in the blink of an eye, and Magneto became more and more courageous and angry, because he also saw that no matter how fierce his strength was, he couldn't even touch the opponent's clothes.

"When encountering this monster, Lao Tzu has all his strength but can't exert it!" he couldn't help but roar in his heart.

Blood Thirteen tossed and turned like a loach, and he could even speak in the air: "Are you thinking in your heart that you have a lot of brute strength but it's useless? You must also be thinking that the other party is just relying on the speed of the body?"

Magneto snorted angrily, "Isn't that so?"

Blood Thirteen sneered: "It's ridiculously ignorant, since that's the case, then I'll let you see my power again!"

When his voice fell, the breath of his whole body suddenly released, and there was no wind surging at any time, and a black robe actually hunted.

"Such a strong momentum, this guy is really not only strange in body speed, but also terrifying in strength!" Tang Feng's pupils contracted.

Judging from this momentum alone, the strength of this Blood Thirteen is already infinitely close to the fourfold realm of the Transformation Strength Grandmaster.

And Tang Feng's current realm is only staying in the fourfold realm of transforming energy, and the two of them are almost comparable.

Blood Thirteen's pale and slender fingers clenched, and a burst of qi exploded, and a punch came out.

"Just in time!" Magneto had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and without thinking about it, he directly met it with a punch.

As the strongest soldier king in the United States, he has absolute confidence in his own strength, and of course he is confident enough, as long as he punches down, even if this sick guy doesn't fall, his thin arm will be scrapped.

However, Magneto was wrong, he did not overestimate himself, but greatly underestimated the enemy!

Before the fists could stagger, Magneto immediately felt a overwhelming momentum rushing over.

His complexion changed suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to stop, but at this time, it was obviously too late to stop.

Bang in an instant!

A wave of air spread privately from the impact point, and the hair of the spectators who were closer to the battle platform was lifted.

Magneto's broad shoulders shook, and the whole person immediately rubbed backwards, and he was about to fall to the ground.

However, as soon as he poured out of his front foot, Blood Thirteen's back foot swept out, because he didn't want to let the other party fall at all, and because as long as the other party fell, according to the basis of the competition, he would not be able to do it again.

Blood Thirteen was as fast as a storm, and he came first, and came to Magneto at once, and then his fist immediately beckoned towards Magneto like a storm.

It was difficult for everyone in the audience to see the speed of his attack at all, and the dense fist shadows were like a group of demons dancing wildly, and even had more arms than the ancient Indian Liberation Soldier King just now.

The sound of drums was whispering endlessly, and by the time the sound fell, Magneto's people had already fallen to the ground with a bang, falling straight on their backs, and when they fell, although the corners of his mouth had not yet bled out, they could no longer stand up.

Blood Thirteen didn't look at him again, but he suddenly turned his head, and a pair of cold, expressionless eyes like dead people glared straight at Tang Feng.

He said word for word: "Next, I hope you don't let me down, I hope to win the battle against Tokugawa Ichiro, of course, this does not mean that I am on your side, this is just because, your life belongs to me!"

After he said this, he walked off the battlefield without looking back.

The audience was quiet, and everyone stared, with awe and fear in their eyes, and watched him go down in a daze.

At this time, Tokugawa Ichiro suddenly clenched the knife in his hand, a famous sword as blue as a bewitching one, and his voice suddenly sounded in the quiet school field.

"Blood Thirteen, you don't have to think about it, the life of the Huaxia Dragon Thorn, I'm going to decide!" After he finished speaking, he held the knife and walked out step by step, walking towards the battle platform.

There was still no one to speak in the huge school field, although the sun was shining and the autumn breeze was cool at the moment, but at this moment, everyone felt a trace of depression.

Tang Feng's voice suddenly sounded over the school field: "There are many people who want my life, but by now, these people have been lying in coffins. ”

After he said this, he also took a step, step by step towards the battle platform.

The people around looked at these two people, watching them step by step on the stage, approaching step by step, and the blood in their bodies was also boiling a little bit, a little excited.

"The third game is about to start, if you are not mistaken, this will be an earth-shattering battle, think about it, it is really exciting!"

(End of chapter)