The game is in full swing, the wonderful battles are wave after wave, and the top 16 advance to the top 8, which sounds easy, but in fact, you are fighting for it, and a wonderful and fierce duel is staged in turn. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the ring, Clint easily knocked out his opponent, and it was only one punch that decided the winner, which shows the huge disparity in strength between the two. For Klin, perhaps fighting this relatively normal player is effortless!

"Klin, sure enough, three years of cultivation have made you stronger!" Sun Wukong patted Klin's shoulder and said with a smile.

Kling replied proudly: "That's it, Wukong, you don't know, I've been cultivating for three years, just to make myself stronger and keep up with you and Feng Zi!"

Just as the two were chatting, Feng Zi gently touched Sun Wukong's body with his arm and motioned for him to look towards the ring. Sun Wukong frowned, "It's so evil, is it...", his heart moved, and Sun Wukong looked at the ring.

Kling saw that Sun Wukong stopped talking, looked to the side with a solemn gaze, and under curiosity, he also looked over. As far as the eye could see, it was the strange-looking cold man with a bandage on his head.

That's right! It's the second generation of Vic! Sun Wukong and Feng Zi have been worried about the uneasy factor, whether it is from his anger or his attitude, this guy is not a good person. Like his father, the second generation of Bick in front of him should have come to participate in this world's first martial arts meeting with evil thoughts.

The second generation of Vic seemed to be aware of the gaze of Feng Zi and the others, his cold eyes flashed with blood, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer, behind the smile maybe provocation or disdain......

"The guy who looks unhappy should have some strength!" Leping also noticed the second generation of Vic at this time, and couldn't help but say in disgust.

In the ring, the referee glanced at the second generation of Vic and verified: "May I ask if you are a second-generation demon player?" Vic nodded, with a cold face, and said bluntly: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and start the game!"

"Heh, this second generation of demons is very similar to Feng Zi's tone!" Kling quipped at Feng Zi beside him.

Feng Zi ignored Klin, his eyes kept on Bick's body, he didn't know what he was thinking in his head, Mu Di, Feng Zi showed an excited look, as if a lion saw a cute sheep, which made Klin feel cold for no reason.

When the bout began, Vic stayed motionless, the expression on his face still indissolvably indifferent! His opponent was a black belt-level grappler, and neither side moved, as if looking for a moment to make a move and a flaw in his opponent.

Eventually, the black belt couldn't hold back and moved his feet, kicking Vic with a flashy-looking slalom kick. Although in the eyes of ordinary people, this trick is full of appearance and should have good power. But in the eyes of Feng Zi, there is no destructive power at all, and they can be broken at once.

Sure enough, Vic looked at his opponent contemptuously, his eyes were cold, and he never made any moves. Just as the black belt's foot immediately landed on Vic, a red light pierced the air, and the next moment, this sudden beam of light hit his chest, and in an anxious moment, a scream rang out, and the black belt-level martial artist's chest was completely pierced, and a hole appeared that was constantly bleeding.

The crowd watching the game gasped, this guy is too terrifying, what was that beam just now? Looking at the contestants who fell to the ground, everyone clearly saw the creepy wound, a hole that could even see through the floor, if it was not treated urgently, this guy was very likely to die.

After a while, the doctor arrived, placed the seriously injured man on a stretcher, and carried him away from the venue.

"Wukong, that guy can actually use his anger!" Kling said calmly to Sun Wukong beside him.

Sun Wukong didn't answer, but Feng Zi replied to Klin: "Well, this guy is very strong, so everyone should be careful of him during the game!"

On the other hand, with the elimination of these players and the decrease in the number of people, Feng Zi sensed that in addition to Bick, there was another blame worth paying attention to. Thinking of this, Feng Zi turned his head and looked at the uncle in a corner.

"God?" Feng Zi sighed lightly, carefully looking at this inconspicuous uncle. First of all, his level, level 155! Then there is his image, compared to his super high level, he really doesn't dare to compliment, his face is trivial, with a pair of outdated thick-rimmed glasses, the whole person doesn't look like a strong man, he feels a little sloppy, and belongs to the kind of weak person that people look down on. But if you look closely at the eyes hidden behind his glasses, you will find that this uncle's eyes are shining with a resolute, calm, and unfathomable light!

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