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"Hmph, Wang Yan, just sit there with peace of mind, I will teach you a good lesson in the ring!"

The Saintess of Light Lulu glared at Wang Yan angrily, obviously sprinkling all the breath in her heart with the Saintess of Darkness on him.

"Hehe, Flame Child, I must let you taste it, I am in the Lotus Altar of Inquiry. ”

Under the ring, the Dark Saintess smiled coldly, and she also focused her firepower on Wang Yan's body.

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he lit up intentionally or unintentionally, and the holy ring on the middle finger of his left hand, the Heart of Lava, looked eager to try.

Around the venue, the people who were full of anticipation eating melons opened their eyes brightly.

The two saints in the future, whether it is PK the two goddesses of the National Africa Bureau, or Wang Yan, the hand-to-hearted Han Wang Yan, in short, the wonderful drama that happened between them, they are full of expectations.

Fortunately, the two Holy Maidens have calmed down for now, and anyway, with a powerful fire resistance holy weapon, they are not in a hurry.

After taunting Wang Yan, the two girls seemed to be in a much better mood, and finally reined in their momentum and settled down.

In the special seat of the National Africa Bureau on the sidelines, Wang Yan touched his nose helplessly, these two saints really made him speechless, obviously fighting with each other, how to pinch and pinch, he pointed the finger at himself.

Helpless, helpless.

After this small episode, everyone's attention at the scene was focused on the two saints and Wang Yan. Apparently forgotten, there was still a Europa League player lying on the ground, who had just been beaten by the Holy Maiden of Light.

This C-level player from the Europa League, who worked hard to get the penultimate result, faced the Saint of Light, although he had been on guard, but still couldn't stop the pure and powerful force.

The whole person was instantly blasted out of the ring and rolled on the ground for seven or eight laps before stopping. Although he didn't faint directly like Kasami, his clothes were still torn, covered in blood, and he was embarrassed.

At this time, he was lying on his back on the ground, covered in wounds, trying to get up, but he tried several times without success.

In addition, no one cared about it at all, and even the host didn't look at him, the grievances and embarrassments in his heart were to the extreme, and he couldn't hold back the tears, and they poured out all of a sudden.

"Woo, I, I want to surrender, woo......"

The stupid crying of the Europa League player, who has become a holy woman's punching bag, finally attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd.

"Huh...... It's so pitiful, he didn't even have time to say anything about surrender, he was beaten. ”

"Tsk, it's miserable. ”

"Okay, okay, friends don't cry, stand up and masturbate. ”

Amid the encouragement of the crowd around him, the Europa League player tried to get up again, but unfortunately failed again.

The appearance is really miserable.

After all, he only has C-level strength, and the gap between him and A+-level abilities is worlds apart.

The Bright Saintess Lulu skimmed her face a little embarrassed and coughed lightly, and the host Sean also reacted at the same time.

"This player from the Europa League fell off the field and cried!

The audience, some laughed, some cheered, and more was a kind of unfinished noise.

At this point, in the lively atmosphere of the scene, the first two matchups as a warm-up have all ended, and the real rematch starts from now on.

Next, the remaining 295 players will face off one-on-one in a total of ten temporary rings on and off the court.

On this day, half of these players will be eliminated.

Time seems to have flown by.

Although there are a large number of dueling players, the strength levels are uneven, so the pace of the game is very fast.

At sunset, the race finally came to an end.

On this day, all the C-level players were eliminated, and none of the Scuds, Mumu-chan and others, who had performed well in the qualifiers, were spared.

After all, the gap between C-level abilities and B-level and A-level is too big, and it is already a very remarkable thing to be able to exchange C-level strength for such a major tournament experience.

In addition, experiencing such a competition will also be of great help to their future development.

"Mumu-chan, don't be afraid, my brother will enter the top 32 for you, and all the prizes you win will be given to you. ”

"mua~ Willini-chan, you're so good to me!"

Suzuki Haru, a pseudo-girl contestant known as Muki-chan, kissed the face of the Tianshan assassin Willy Hassan, and finally the two held hands and left the venue happily.

Under the red sunset, Mu Muchan's eyes flashed with a smug black color.

It can be seen that the Tianshan assassin who has been kept in the dark has fallen into the tenderness of the pseudo-mother and cannot extricate himself.

Although the Scud lost the game, they are already very satisfied with their results, and now their strength is on the verge of promotion, and the mood is generally not bad.

After the first day of the semi-finals, Scud met with Wang Yan and other friends from the National Africa Bureau, went to the beach to eat a meal of teppanyaki seafood, and had a relaxed and happy life.

The night passed, and the next morning, the second round of the semi-finals began.

Today's event was much more intense than the day before.

Among the remaining players, the vast majority of them are B-level or above abilities, and the strength of the two sides is equal. In addition, among some low-ranked players, there are also some A-level powerhouses who have been pitted by Wang Yan, as well as low-key players who deliberately hide their strength.

When these elements were displayed in the ring one by one, the emotions of the on-site spectators became more and more excited.

For example, this one that is about to start now.

At this time, the sun is shining at noon, and the bright light shines through the high-altitude clouds full of water vapor, illuminating the entire venue brightly.

"The following will be a tantric master from the Dongying Super Self-Defense Force, Hongyin! Showdown, Prince of Light from the Huaxia National Africa Bureau, Lei Bang!"

The host Sean held the microphone in his hand and announced loudly, and the crowd of spectators suddenly boiled.

"It's coming, it's coming, Master Hongyin is out!"

"It's really worthy of the Dongying Tantric Sect, the red-clothed monk is sitting down as a disciple, look at this momentum, it's so strong!

In the whispers of the crowd at the scene, the tantric master Hongyin, with a sinister face, slowly walked to the edge of the ring, jumped lightly, and landed in the center of the ring.

At this time, he was wearing a purple monk's robe, wearing a hat, and his gloomy and fierce eyes scanned the audience through the shadows under the hat. The audience who was swept by his gaze suddenly felt like cold water pouring on their bodies, and they shrank their heads one by one, silent like cicadas.

"Humph!"

Hong Yin let out a cold snort from his nose, and the traces of being smashed by Wang Yan's war hammer on the tin staff held in his right hand were still vivid, and the injuries in his chest were still faintly painful, as well as the demons that were aroused in his heart, still tormenting him from time to time.

All this deepened his resentment towards Wang Yan.

Finally, Hongyin's eyes locked on Wang Yan, the son of flames sitting in a special seat under the audience of the National Africa Bureau.

In an instant, the fierce aura on his body became stronger, and at this moment he seemed to be no longer a master of Dongying Buddhism, but more like a vicious demon who demanded his life.

The atmosphere at the scene gradually became depressing, and Sean, the host who was closer to him, was even scared into a cold sweat by this terrible atmosphere.

At this moment, suddenly.

With a "bang", a sharp thunder arc crossed the eyes of the audience and landed in front of Hongyin.

"Bang!"

The thunder arc exploded dullly, and Hong Yin hurriedly took half a step back in fright, and the momentum that had just been condensed around him was also shaken a little.

"Look for death!"

Hongyin gritted his teeth angrily, and the Yin Owl's gaze continued to tighten, revealing a thick and spicy aura.

The crowd watching the game immediately looked at the source of the thunder arc and the passage of the players of the National Africa Bureau, and immediately "boomed", and broke out into a burst of cheers that were even more enthusiastic than before.

"It's the Prince of Light, Thunder Boom!"

"It turns out that he is the thunder of the National Africa Bureau?!"

"He's really handsome, look at his temperament, wow...... It's flying!"

While the male audience at the scene was amazed by Lei Bang's strength and aura, many female viewers were already nymphomaniac and fell into deep intoxication.

I saw that under the gaze of the crowd, a young man with blond hair and flowing hair calmly walked out of the passage of the players of the National African Bureau.

He was silent and cold, looking at Hongyin's eyebrows, with the recklessness and unruliness of an ancient prince. Dressed in a white suit, the chest is open at will, and under the close-fitting shirt, there are clear bulging muscle lines, which can be seen by the female audience at the scene.

Especially the pair of wide white wings on the back, which looks mighty and sacred.

Suddenly, the wings flapped, and the strong air currents slowly lifted him into the air, and finally landed in the center of the ring in a dashing manner.

Compared with the tantric master Hongyin, who has a vicious appearance, Lei Hong's handsome and stylish image, I don't know how many streets to throw out of the other party.

"Lei Bang's way of appearance, as always, is cool and ridiculous. Wang Yan silently praised his friend, then picked up the beer and touched it on the beer can next to him, "Sixth, let's go." ”

"Okay, let's go for one. ”

Six non-abstinent and informal, and Wang Yan poured a big mouthful, and then said, "That bullshit master of Dongying Tantra is full of evil spirit, which is different from our authentic Buddhism, they are just charlatans with Buddhism, and they should be beaten up when they meet them." ”

Although Liu Bujie is enjoying the latest VR blockbuster, the "heart eye" in his mouth has already contained the entire ring and even the entire venue, as long as he wants to see it, no detail can escape his attention.

Wang Yan smiled, those Dongying dogs should indeed be beaten, but the eight precepts of Buddhism, you don't quit six, just like that, you still think others are not authentic enough?

"Everyone, prepare!"

Host Sean slowly raised his right hand.

"The duel begins!"

With Sean's one-handed fall, the battle belonging to two people officially begins!

"Junior, see if I don't break your bones!" Tantric Master Hongyin snorted, his whole body was full of anger, and a layer of golden Buddha light suddenly appeared.

In Lei Hong's sharp eyes, a flash of thunder flashed, and he pinched the void with one hand, and a thunder spear intertwined with thunder and lightning appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Click!"

With the sound of muffled thunder, the spear in Lei Bang's hand pointed straight ahead, "Dongying dog, suffer death!"

…… (To be continued.) )