The next day, based on Yan San's biological clock, it was about nine o'clock in the morning in the Corpse Soul Realm, and after urging for nearly half an hour, Stark and Lilinette came out of their respective rooms lazily. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Since they agreed to go with Yan San yesterday, the two of them have almost forgotten about the ascetic-like life before, because Yan San is so comfortable here.

Although in Yan San's opinion, this level is only barely improvised, but compared to Stark and Lilinette before, it is already a world of difference, whether it is food, clothing, use or sleep, everything is unimaginable for them.

Seeing them eating breakfast happily, Yan San thought about whether he could set up a restaurant in the void circle to envelop the void here, and directly warp the team after the blue dyeing.

Shaking his head, he threw this whimsical idea out of his brain, this is the world of death, not the spirit of the halberd and the little master of China.

"Stark, can you have a fight with me after breakfast? ”

Yan San asked Stark, who was drinking milk, that he hadn't forgotten what the purpose of the group was in the first place.

Hearing Yan San's words, Stark was slightly stunned, and after a moment of silence, he nodded.

After all, after receiving so much care from Yan San, Stark couldn't shirk it. Although he hadn't fought with anyone else since he reached this stage of evolution, he still didn't object to just fighting, and he also wanted to know how far his strength had become.

Lilinette was munching on her own food, her eyes rolling slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

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The cold moonlight shone on the two opposites, and two long shadows were opened on the ground.

Yan San and Stark didn't speak, but Lilinette, who was standing on the side, felt that the air around her had become a little heavy, and involuntarily put her hand on her chest and pressed it, gasping for breath slightly, and then moving away from the two of them a little distance.

Looking at Stark, the corners of Yan San's mouth twitched slightly, and the killing intent suppressed on the surface of the spirit jumped slightly.

'It's amazing, it's just such a simple momentum competition that makes my blocked killing intent react. ’

Putting his hand on the slashing knife at his waist, Yan San lowered his body slightly, and then said in a clear voice.

"Sifeng Yuan Yan San, please advise. ”

Stark was slightly stunned, but he immediately reacted and learned from Yan San to report his name.

"Koyatai Stark, please advise. ”

However, Yan San did not attack immediately, but continued to speak.

"Before a formal battle, I have to hold my name to my opponent, which was taught by the old man who taught me martial arts, although I only keep this habit in the fight every time. ”

"Yes. ”

didn't know what Yan San wanted to say, Stark could only echo and respond.

Seeing that he was a little confused, Yan San explained a little.

"Don't care, just emphasize the nature of this battle. But after all, the sword has no eyes, so if you accidentally get hurt, please bear with me, whether it's you or me. ”

"Well, no problem. ”

Stark nodded indifferently.

Now that it has been said, Yan San is ready to make a move, but he involuntarily stops when he sees Stark's movements.

"Stark, do you fight with your fists and feet? ”

Listening to Yan San's question, Stark nodded.

"Well, then I'll use my fists and kicks. ”

Yan San muttered a sentence and withdrew the hand that was on the hilt.

Lowering his eyes, Yan San's eyes looked at Stark sharply, the momentum on his body condensed slightly, and at the same time, a layer of white light emerged and attached to the surface of his body.

Stark also put away his lazy expression, and his face sank slightly, and the momentum that burst out was condensed around him.

With each of them as the center, the sand continued to spread outward like water waves, and at the same time, the momentum also had more violent friction.

Lilienette, who was standing outside the court, looked at the two of them with a somewhat surprised expression.

In her eyes, the friction between the two was as if two wolves were looking at each other, one was a blue wolf that exuded arrogance, and the other was a silver wolf full of pride.

However, in just a short moment, the phantoms of the two wolves disappeared from her eyes, and at the same time, Yan San and Stark disappeared.

bang

There was a muffled sound in the air, and even the concussions formed by the air were visible to the naked eye, and Yan San and Stark were already close to each other and fisted each other.

Slightly struggling to resist Stark's fist, Yan San was not surprised.

Stark's spiritual pressure was not only stronger than Yan San's, but his spiritual hardness was simply terrifyingly high, Yan San could feel as if his fist was hitting a thick steel wall, if it weren't for the blessing of [Instant] in his hand, Yan San felt that he might be knocked away in an instant.

But it's not that Yan San's strength is not as good as Stark, although Yan San can fight hard, but this is not what he is best at after all.

On the contrary, he can reach such a level with this kind of fighting style that he is not good at, which shows that Yan San's strength is very strong.

Keeping his right fist unchanged, Yan San bent his left elbow and punched Stark in the face.

"[Instantaneous--fire]. ”

Red spiritual pressure emerged from Yan San's left hand, and then a cloud of crimson flames wrapped around his left hand.

Before he could reach him, Stark felt a terrifying heat spread towards him, but he didn't make a dodge movement, looked at the approaching fist with an expressionless face, and whispered.

"[Void Flash]. ”

Without warning, a blue spiritual pressure appeared in front of his face, and then shot out violently towards Yan San's left fist.

rumble

The violent explosion directly blasted Yan San's whole person away, and he barely maintained his balance with his arched body in mid-air, but before he could land, Stark's figure had already appeared on his side, and his outstretched right hand was facing Yan San.

"[Void Flash]. ”

It's the same trick again, and the time from the start to the release is not even a short second.

Although it is essentially no different from the void flashes issued by other big voids, it completely abandons the process of condensation and condensation in the middle, which greatly increases the threat of this move.

[Void Flash] used Stark's hand as a dot to spread in the direction of Yan San to form a fan-shaped shape, and Yan San's figure was instantly submerged in a huge amount of blue spiritual pressure.

Seeing this scene, Lilinette couldn't help but get angry.

"Hey, Stark, you're going too far! If you kill that guy, who's going to get us something to eat!"

She used Yan San as a prop to provide food, and if it were another time, Stark would definitely be unable to help but complain to her.

But now his face was still the same serious, and he didn't even answer Lilinette's question.

Whoa, whoa, whoa

The slightest thunder resounded in the raised dust, and Yan San's figure gradually became clear.

"[Instant--Thor Battle Form]!"

(To be continued.) ）