"Drink!"

Yue Tian screamed, and the muscles on his body suddenly rose like balloons, especially those arms, which conjured a pair of hideous fist armor at the same time as they became huge.

The golden sword's face was solemn, he didn't dare to hold it up in the face of an opponent of Yuetian's level, and the golden broadsword behind him was held horizontally by his hands after a circle, staring at Yuetian's every move.

After a moment of confrontation, Yuetian stretched out his left foot and stomped down violently on the ground of the ring.

Rumble!

The entire ring shook violently like an earthquake, and an earthy yellow energy ripple spread out from under Yuetian's feet, quickly rushing towards the golden sword that was on full guard.

"Huh?" The golden sword only felt as if it was equipped with a high-frequency vibrator under his feet, making it difficult for his lower plate to step on steadily, and with a move of the broadsword in his hand, he simply jumped into the air.

"Golden Sword Style, Golden Broken Wave!"

The golden broadsword was slashed down after being swung to a full circle, and a golden ripple of energy pushed out, and the target went straight to the moon.

"Ah, in the face of Yuetian's first move, the Golden Sword player chose to attack as defense, and wanted to directly disperse the offensive of the Yuetian player, which is worthy of a ghost-level soul martial art, this power is eye-catching!" On the commentary seat, Lu Hai's commentary sounded.

Yuetian looked at the energy wave rushing towards him, snorted coldly, and raised his right arm high and punched out.

Boom!

The huge fist was aimed at the golden energy wave, exploding a striking light, and the energy wave slowly dissipated after a moment of impact, while Yue Tian slapped his right hand, his face was full of lightness.

"It turns out that the Yuetian contestant has chosen the simplest and rude way to deal with it, and it is worthy of the earth-shaking colossus soul crystal, which is simply a miracle!" Xu Ming exclaimed.

Seeing that his attack was broken by Yue Tian so easily, the golden sword's face became a little unsightly, and then after a pair of eyes gradually turned red, he raised the broadsword in his hand and rushed forward.

"It's madness! The Iron Claw Mastiff's madness skill can make the evolutionary temporarily lose pain, and greatly increase the speed and strength of the evolutionary! I didn't expect the Golden Sword player to use the ultimate move so quickly!"

The choice of the golden sword is in the middle of the moon world, it is harder than hard, and he has never been afraid of anyone in the moon.

With a roar of rage, Yue Tian waved his fists and rushed towards the golden sword.

Dangdangdang......

As soon as the two of them looked at each other, they began to attack, and the golden sword and fist armor were waved out by the two of them, and the pace of the two of them advancing and retreating from time to time made the audience dizzy.

The front row of the arena is a special viewing seat for the players, and at this time, Ye Gemu Qingwu is sitting with the players from other academies, watching the game in the ring.

After Ye Ge said hello to Zhang Zheqi, he fell asleep to himself.

The other players are watching intently, only he is lazy and drowsy, which is really strange, and there is one more abnormal, he is Liu Dazhuang.

The fat man was making a bitter face, shaking his head and sighing: "It's over, it's over, why are these people so strong, how can I still mess around!"

"Good! Good fight! Satsuki ...... Come on on on the moon, beat this grandson to death."

A loud voice came from behind, Liu Dazhuang was distressed, and he couldn't help but be a little irritated by this voice.

Suddenly getting up, Liu Dazhuang glared behind him, but found that it was an old man who was over half a hundred years old.

"Hey, I mean, uncle, how did you get in? This is a school! Could it be that you are guarding the gate?"

Hearing this, the old man glanced at Liu Dazhuang, nodded and smiled: "Yes, old man, I just watch the gate, so I don't come in to join in the fun." ”

Liu Dazhuang suddenly became angry, patted his chest full of fat and said: "Do you know who I am? I will play in a while, let you see my majesty, do you know that the big man of Yutian knows?"

The old man showed an interested expression, stared at Liu Da's strong and fat body for a long time, and quipped: "What kind of big guy is your figure, it is more appropriate to call it a big pig." ”

"Poof......

The contestants immediately burst into laughter, especially the girls from Greenfield Academy, whose flowery appearance attracted a large number of people's attention.

Liu Dazhuang pointed at the old man with a sad and angry face, and said angrily: "How can you attack this old man personally!"

The old man smiled but said nothing.

And the battle in the ring was already in full swing, and after hundreds of fights, the eyes of the golden sword gradually returned to clarity, and the speed of Yuetian's fist swing also slowed down.

The two of them have fought so far, and they have more or less colored on their bodies, but fortunately, they are all skin injuries, which have little impact.

"It's so exciting, this kind of film-level fight scene is really intoxicating, it deserves to be the pride of heaven from our four major academies!" The two commentators looked excited, and it was their dream to explain that this level of soul crystal battle was simply their dream.

The golden sword stood with a broadsword, gasping for breath in his mouth, his eyes staring at the moon sky without blinking, and the latter did the same.

"In that case, then come on!" The broadsword in the golden swordsman's hand was raised, and a golden ripple rippled out from the sword body, and a large amount of energy also overflowed from the surface of the body, slowly converging into the appearance of a huge mastiff.

Commentator Xu Ming's face suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly: "Ghost-level desolate beast, riot mad mastiff! Oh my God, the golden sword player has already used a ghost-level desolate beast soul crystal!"

The scene was suddenly embarrassed, and no one didn't understand what the concept of ghost level represented.

Liu Dazhuang suddenly looked at the old man gloatingly: "Haha, the old man, the one you support is going to be unlucky, this is a ghost-level evolutionary." ”

However, the old man did not react much, and his expression was leisurely.

Ye Ge glanced up at the old man, pursed his lips and ignored it.

Facing the golden sword that was getting stronger and stronger, Yue Tian snorted and slammed a pair of fists.

With a "bang", a colossus phantom formed by energy also appeared behind him.

"Come!"

"This, this, this...... Ghost-level desolate beast, supernatural colossus!Oh my God!Ghost level again!" Xu Ming stood up excitedly, dancing with his hands.

Liu Dazhuang's smug smile suddenly fell.

The golden sword saw that Yuetian was also a ghost-level strength, and a ruthlessness suddenly appeared on his face.

"In that case, let's decide the winner with one move!"

Airplanes!

After the golden broadsword was raised high by the golden sword, it slowly danced with the sound of breaking wind, and with each dance, the momentum of the broadsword became heavier.

Yue Tian also sensed the purpose of the golden sword, and roared, his entire right fist raised high, and the energy surged, while his left arm supported the trembling right arm.

"Big killer move! big killer move!" Xu Ming and Lu Hai, the two commentators, shouted excitedly, staring at the ring without blinking, for fear of missing this big move.

"Golden Sword Style, Great Day Golden Wheel Slash!"

"Heaven-shattering, Qianjun Breaking Yue Fist!"

The broadsword and fist armor that were infinitely amplified by energy collided fiercely in the next second.

Rumble!

There was a deafening roar, and the light of the energy explosion flashed the eyes of the audience, and gusts of wind and waves raged in the arena.

After a long time, when the energy gradually dissipated and the wind and waves gradually subsided, people could finally open their eyes to the ring.

Yuetian knelt on one knee, and a shocking wound opened in the tiger's mouth in his right hand, bleeding nonstop.

And looking at the golden sword again, it is holding the golden broadsword with both hands, and a pair of eyes with a strong unwillingness.

"How...... Probably ......"

With a "bang", the golden sword broadsword took off his hand, and he lay on his back on the ground and fainted.

"The winner of this game is, Yuetian!" the referee announced the result loudly after observing it.

Bang la la blah!

The applause sounded like a tide, not only to the victor Yuetian, but also to the golden sword that was like a golden day.