Although the audience was surging, the ancient Indian side was silent, although they were angry in their hearts, but their skills were not as good as others, and they still had nothing to say after all.

After being silent for a long time, an ancient Indian soldier clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said: "After all, the King of the Heavenly Soldiers can only use two arms, unlike the King of Sumeru, who completely shows three heads and six arms, otherwise he will be defeated!"

Several other people nodded one after another: "Who said it wasn't like this, but it's a pity that our King of Sumeru didn't show up this time, so he could only make his country show off." ”

The soldier from before sneered: "It's nothing, let's make them proud first, and when King Sumeru returns, he will definitely help us out of today's breath!"

Everyone nodded again and again, and suddenly someone said: "Then again, where did King Sumeru go, and he didn't even have time to withdraw from such a competition?"

The soldier said: "This is a secret, I can only tell you that King Sumeru is the genius of our ancient India, he has been highly valued by the Western Heavens, and it is rumored that he has entered a secret realm to retreat and cultivate. ”

When he said this, he seemed to find that he had said too much, so he hurriedly changed his words: "Let's not talk about this for now, let's help the King of Heavenly Soldiers back first." ”

Besides, Sima Fei's side, after a short period of pranayama, the originally floating aura finally calmed down, and he didn't look at the grizzly bear-like Liberation Soldier King on the ground, and turned around and stepped down.

When he walked off the stage, this guy got a dog's tail grass from nowhere and put it in his mouth, and his face returned to his old lazy appearance, and he even walked staggeringly.

Su Feihu and a few others greeted him, and arched his hand: "Congratulations, you have successfully entered the top three, no wonder your kid is so powerful, it turns out that he is a disciple of the Wudang Sect of the Ancient Martial Arts Realm." ”

Sima Fei waved his hand and said, "It's just an outer disciple, don't mention this." ”

Everyone heard that this guy seemed to have a complaint about Wudangmen, so he didn't mention it again.

Sima Fei turned his head to look at Tang Feng and grinned, "How is it?"

Tang Feng knew what this guy was asking, but he still said deliberately: "What?"

Sima Fei looked at him and said, "It's my hand just now, what do you think?"

Tang Feng couldn't help but be amused by his serious question, shook his head and sighed, "It's okay, it's so-so." ”

Sima Fei rolled his eyes, habitually squinted at the sky at forty-five degrees, and said, "Is this still so-so?" Then let me ask you, how many punches did I punch that guy in the final fight?"

Tang Feng didn't think about it, stared at him and said: "A total of eight punches, more precisely, eight and a half punches, because of the back half punch, you withdrew your hand halfway, because you don't want the other party's life, am I right?"

Sima Fei was stunned, his eyes no longer squinted at the sky, and stared at Tang Feng tightly.

After a long moment, he let out a long sigh and asked, "If it were you, how many punches would you need to throw to knock him out?"

Tang Feng stared at him and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Sima Fei sneered and said, "Do you think I'm still a child?"

Tang Feng nodded and said, "One punch." ”

"One punch?" Sima Fei was stunned for a while before he smiled: "I'm looking forward to your next battle with that guy from Fusang." ”

Tang Feng was also laughing: "I won't tell you, I'm also looking forward to it, I believe that guy from Fusang, he is also looking forward to it." ”

It wasn't Tang Feng's turn to fight Tokugawa Ichiro next, because they were the third.

The second scene is the blood thirteen of Magneto and Europe in the United States.

After a short pause, the referee's voice sounded again, and Magneto didn't say a word, threw off his shawl, and immediately walked towards the stage.

Blood Thirteen listened, his sickly pale face was still indifferent, he walked very slowly step by step, as if one step at a time, if you look closely, the distance of each step he takes is absolutely the same.

When Tang Feng saw this, his eyes lit up, and he secretly sighed: "This is definitely a rigorous person, and he is definitely a cruel and ruthless person!"

Under the attention of everyone, the two of them quickly came to the stage, and Blood Thirteen stood in the center in a black robe, and suddenly said: "To be honest, I don't want to confront you." ”

Magneto grinned, "Oh, why don't you want to confront me, because you're afraid of me?"

Blood Thirteen's face was still indifferent, and he only said lightly: "I don't want to fight you, it's just because my real goal is the Huaxia Dragon Thorn, but in order to advance smoothly, it seems that I can only take care of you first." ”

Magneto suddenly looked up and laughed wildly: "This sentence is also what I want to say to you." ”

Blood Thirteen nodded: "In this way, there is nothing to say." ”

As soon as the words fell, his people had already swept out.

With a whoosh, everyone just felt that for a moment, the whole person of Blood Thirteen seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Of course, he can't disappear out of thin air, and the reason why everyone in the audience can't see it is because the speed of Blood Thirteen is too fast, and it can't be easily caught with the naked eye.

However, Tang Feng's eyes could see clearly, Blood Thirteen rose from the ground, and in less than half a breath, he arrived in front of Magneto, and pointed at the other party's throat with one claw.

Magneto was taken aback, but his movements were not slow, and he hurriedly waved his hand to block.

Blood Thirteen actually withdrew his hand halfway through, and slapped Magneto's soft underbelly with one palm, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

"This guy, what a fast speed!" Tang Feng's pupils contracted, and the speed of Blood Thirteen's body was even much faster than Sima Fei's Tiyun Zong.

Magneto was shocked again, but this guy was not good, he was not ready to block, his backhand was a punch, and he beckoned straight to the other side.

For his fist, Magneto has absolute confidence, as long as he punches down, let alone a person, even if it is a lion, he still has to lie down.

However, Blood Thirteen did not lie down, he withdrew his hand again, and his body suddenly shortened, sliding down like a loach, and at the same time, his sharp five fingers actually grabbed towards Magneto's crotch.

Magneto was shocked again, he really couldn't imagine that this guy's body was so weird, this can't be considered a person anymore, this is a bat monster at all!

At this moment, Magneto felt that his crotch was cold, and he didn't want to think about it, so he hurriedly blocked it with his left hand.

However, Magneto is worthy of being the strongest soldier king in the United States after all, even if he falls into a disadvantage, he is still in danger at all, he is blocking with one hand, but his right fist is counterattacking, and he punches down.

Blood Thirteen sneered, and with a whoosh, it actually slid past his crotch and swept over Magneto's back.

With a bang, Magneto's punch missed, and it slammed into the ground, and the battle platform paved with hard granite was actually punched out of a pit by his pair of flesh fists.

[Stay up late to write, make up for yesterday's, forgive me!]