In the square and wide competition ring, a deep pit two meters wide stretches from Robert's feet to the end of the ring, and the power of a punch is even there. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The audience on the stage burst into loud applause and cheers.

At this moment, Robert is still in a punching posture, and his mouth moves lightly, as if he is answering the question he just said.

"What is the purpose of the Extreme Genre?"

"That is to constantly break through the limits of the human body and life!" As soon as the words fell, Robert's figure naturally fell backwards, and it seemed that the blow just now had overdrawn his body.

The crowd of shouts came to an abrupt halt, no one expected that the first contest would end like this, but the people were silent for a few seconds, and then the scattered applause suddenly rang out, and then spread out like waves on the surface of the sea.

Cheers are dedicated to the wonderful performance, and applause is dedicated to the spirit of the warriors.

The breeze moved, the yellow shadow flashed, Ban Qi Yan didn't know when he had already jumped into the ring, grabbed Robert who fell to the ground, and handed him over to Ban Qi Yuli who wanted to go on stage, and the medical staff not far away also quickly ran over.

Looking at her brother's hot eyes, Banqi Yuli reluctantly withdrew from the ring.

On the other side, Cao Zhijing caught the red pill that fell to the ground and made it fall steadily to the ground.

Red Pill turned his head and saw the young and resolute face of Cao Zhijing, and said with some shame, "I'm sorry, I disappointed everyone! ”

"No, you are everyone's pride! As a martial artist, you have to have a heart to fight all the time, what you have been pursuing all your life, do you want me to give up at this moment!" After Kusa Zhijing and Red Pill finished speaking, their deep expressions could not hide the fanatical fighting intent, and the reflection in the crystal clear eyes was the figure of Ban Qiyan.

"Hah!" Cao Zhijing chuckled, jumped up, and jumped into the ring steadily to meet Banqi Yanyao.

The two masters were quietly opposed, staring at each other with a pair of eyes, and the strange thing was that no matter how many sparks were sparked by the intertwined eyes of the two sides, no one made a move, and one by one opened their big eyes as if to look for each other's loopholes and find each other's flaws.

At this time, I saw the referee on the field trembling and moved over, yes! That is, moved~ Although the two of them have not yet started fighting, the infinite battle intent emanating from the two of them is like a wind knife, like a cold wind, and like a scorching heat, which makes the surrounding space begin to turbulence irregularly.

Now, when a referee's life is in danger, I don't know how long it took, finally, the red flag swayed in the center of the field, which also signaled the beginning of the game, and the momentum on the field suddenly dispersed strangely, as if the calm before the storm, and it was like the contraction of the fist in order to better punch a heavy punch, and at this moment, the referee was like a rocket possessed, and the whoosh flashed to the audience. That's so agile!

"Heh!" As the game began, the two finally made a move, Ban Qiyan took the lead in attacking, only to see him shout, his body flashed, and he rushed over directly, which was a very simple punch.

Ban Qiyan's moves are very distinctive, clean and neat, there are no superfluous movements, but the moves are streamlined, tiger and tiger, as if every move is the result of thousands of tempering, there is not even a trace of redundancy, simple and essential, direct and violent, completely interpreting the essence and connotation of the martial arts of the limit flow.

Tiger roar, tiger fist, Feiyan wind legs! The same move is not Robert's kind of fancy at all, every punch and every kick of Ban Qiyan, people can see the ripples of the surrounding air with the naked eye.

On the other side, Cao Zhijing faced an attack like a hungry tiger pounced, and his movements were not flustered at all.

Wild bite, solo slaughter, wild bite again, plus crane picking, Cao Zhijing and the dragon spirit and tiger Banqi Yan attacked against attack, fist to fist, foot to foot, and the attack was not divided between up and down, and it was equal.

The air around was turbulent, the energy was scattered, the floor was flying with rubble, and in the ring, the figures were shaking, and for ordinary audiences, it became more and more difficult to capture the figures, leaving only the sound of "bang!" endlessly.

Ban Qiyan's moves have been more simple, exquisite, but although his limit flow is also a big faction, but in the end it is not as long as the history of the ancient martial arts of the grass, the moves of the grass-child family have been passed down for thousands of years, and the essence of the countless generations of family owners has gone to the dross, which can be described as a classic move, the style is coherent, no matter which moves are combined and dismantled, they all contain a certain trajectory to follow, and the degree of cohesion seems to be natural.

Compared to Cao Zhijing's Ban Qiyan, it is a little simple, although his moves are also sharp, but the coherence in the fight is a little inferior, at the beginning, he can still rely on his speed, to make up for the gap between the moves, but as time goes by, the consumption of physical strength, although the fighting spirit is not reduced, but after all, it is flesh and blood, under such a large consumption, how can it not reveal flaws.

An anti-pick, finally opened the "door" of Ban Qiyan, how could Cao Zhijing let go of this opportunity.

Wild bite, wild bite, wild bite, the three punches were actually hit Banqi retreated, the defense was disrupted, and then the seventy-five style was changed, directly kicking Banqi into the air, and the figure of Caozhijing swayed, moving forward at a high speed.

Poisonous bite, Qin Yueyang, Hundred Styles ~ Ghost Burning, Hammer Style, Eighty-Eight Style, a series of combos, finally knocked Ban Qi Yan into the air, and then hit back to the ground, the energy was released, the red fire roared, and under a continuous flame of wind and fire, Ban Qi Yan fell to the ground.

"Brother!" Banqi Yuri shouted, and the referee rushed to the ring with a "whoosh" as if he had smelled a bloody shark, and once again found his long-lost sense of existence~

"Wonderful performance! It's a miracle! Saka Qiyan has fallen to the ground, now start a few seconds!" the referee first introduced the situation after taking the stage, and then began to exercise his right to count the seconds.

"Ten, Nine, Eight......"

"Hahaha, it's really happy, I haven't beaten it so happily for a long time!" Suddenly, Ban Qi, who was lying on the ground, let out a long laugh, stood up, and said with excitement on his face.

The referee was taken aback when he heard this, it seems that the game is not over yet, Mars is too dangerous, let's hurry back to Earth~ With a "whoosh" sound, he stayed under the stage again.

The grass on the opposite side was also secretly shocked in his heart, with the degree of strength just now, not to mention people, even elephants, and he was stunned by several of them, but this guy actually stood up, is Ban Qiyan already so strong, his mind was immediately vetoed by himself, impossible, through the fight just now, Ban Qiyan, not so strong, so what kind of spirit made you stand up again.

"One move, catch it and you win!" Ban Qi stood there quietly, closed his eyes, and suddenly stretched out a finger and shook it at Cao Zhijing.

Cao Zhijing's eyes narrowed, and he was taken aback, suddenly, he discovered a terrible thing, his eyes clearly saw that Ban Qiyan was in front of him, but he couldn't find the existence of the other party in his perception, what kind of ?!, is this, and how did the gods evolve!

Facing Ban Qilu, who was like an ethereal state, Cao Zhijing did not dare to slack off, and stretched out a cluster of flames in his right hand and suddenly burst out.

"Blue Snake!"

At this moment, Ban Qiyan, who was closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils contracted, and his eye membrane was wide, like the eyes of a tiger in the mountains!

"Overlord Xiang Roaring Fist !!"

In the ring, life and death fight!

Under the ring, Dismusk fell into deep contemplation, Cao Zhijing's moves and styles, and Ban Qi's simple and rude, somehow, seemed to touch a certain nerve in Dies's mind, making him stunned there for a long time, silent in his own world, and didn't pay attention to the final life-and-death battle on the field.

It's just that the fight in the early stage is constantly projected in my mind, like a slow-motion playback and analysis, although the movements of the two are fast, but in the eyes of Dismask, it is still too slow.

For a moment, Dismusk fell into a kind of mystical realm.

Note: Due to the 96kof tournament held half a year in advance, Goniz did not find trouble with Kusa Zhijing, so at this moment, Cao Zhijing did not find the ancestor of the family, nor did he awaken the Sun War Paint, so it is not a level weaker than the Cao Zhijing in the comics.