The competition is a knockout round, with six players divided into three groups. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Bufan's first duel was Xu Yuan from the Xu family in Jiangdong, who has been obsessed with martial arts for many years and is good at Five Elements Boxing.

Before the start of the game, Xu Yuan knew some information about Black Hawk, knowing that this was a super pervert who killed the goshawk with one palm, and he was not confident that he could defeat him.

But the heart of martial arts made him can't help but go on stage to compete with Bufan.

Xu Yuan used a tiger-shaped fist to attack Bu Fan first, Bu Fan wore sunglasses, stood there with his back alone, and when Xu Yuan's figure was only one step away from him, Bu Fan suddenly shot out and punched Xu Yuan in the chest.

"The shot is too slow, you hesitate in your heart, you have lost this game." Bu Fan pointed at Xu Yuan and said softly.

"Sure enough, it's a hero out of a teenager, how old is Mr. Black Hawk this year, he actually has such a ability, and he admits defeat." Xu Yuan leaned his back against the edge of the ring, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said to Bu Fan.

"In this King Tournament, I had no intention of killing people, but you also know the times." As he spoke, Bu Fan also arched his hand at Xu Yuan.

"Just took a punch, then Mr. Xu admitted defeat, and the black eagle is too terrifying, right?" The audience who knew Xu Yuan's name in the audience started to talk for a while.

"Alas, that Black Eagle has such achievements at a young age, and he should have been drawn into our Xu family in the first place. It's a pity, it's a pity. Xu Lin said, turned around and glanced at Xu Ruofei again, and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, thanks to that Xu Yuan, who has been famous for many years, is actually a rat who is greedy for life and afraid of death." Murong Hua glanced up at Bu Fan and smiled contemptuously.

When he was young, Murong Hua went to Eastern Europe to study, where he practiced taekwondo, and he was a super awakener, although he was far away in a foreign country, he still made a lot of fame, and he was the pride of heaven in the eyes of everyone.

As soon as he returned to Murong's house this time, he couldn't wait to sign up for this king competition, in order to become famous in the world and become a star-like existence.

In order to win that glory in his heart, he must defeat Bufan and defeat everyone on the field!

Facts have proved that Murong Hua, who is a B-level super energy awakener, does have proud capital. He won the next two matches smoothly, and finally stood on the stage to face Bufan.

"Oriental martial artists are nothing more than that, I thought that in this king competition, I could meet such a powerful martial arts master, but the result is that they are all rookies." Speaking of this, Murong Hua raised his head and pointed at Bu Fan, "You, shouldn't you use the same low oriental martial arts as those guys to disappoint me, right?" ”

"You're not from Huaxia?" Bu Fan pointed at Murong Hua and said lightly.

"Of course I'm from Huaxia, and I'm from the Murong family, how about a kid, do you want to consider joining the Murong family as my little brother?" Murong Hua pointed at Bu Fan and smiled contemptuously.

"You know what? With what you just said, I'll kill you ten times!" ”

"Just you? Hmph, since you don't know what to do, then I'll kill you! Before being in the audience, Murong Hua heard the audience praise how amazing Black Eagle was, and he was already unhappy, but now he heard Bu Fan bumping into him, and he immediately had a murderous intent.

He wants to step on Bufan's corpse to hold the king trophy!

Murong Hua's taekwondo attainments are extremely profound, but in the eyes of an immortal cultivator like Bu Fan, he is nothing more than a child's play.

After only two rounds, Murong Hua's stomach and face were punched each.

"Boy, you forced me!" Murong Hua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Bu Fan with scarlet eyes, "Today I want you to be buried in the fire!" ”

Murong Hua rubbed his hands together against each other, and actually sparked a swirling flame and attacked Bu Fan.

The flame burned more and more, and finally turned into a fire snake more than three meters long and swept towards Bufan.

"Oh my God, that young master of the Murong family can actually control the flames, could it be that the heavens and men can't go down to earth!" Everyone in the audience couldn't help but lose their voices in surprise, and the old man of the Murong family stroked his white beard, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a satisfied arc.

Murong Wan'er looked at Bu Fan with blinking eyes, although she didn't recognize it at the moment, she looked at the fire snake and couldn't help but worry about it.

"Damn, to be able to control a flame of this magnitude, wouldn't that step be in danger of his life? No, grandpa, please save him! Mo Ziyao's little face turned pale with fright, and then she took Mo Zhenting's hand and shook it desperately.

Mo Zhenting glanced at Mo Ziyao with deep meaning, and sighed lightly: "If he can't even pass this level, how can I hand over that matter to him with peace of mind." ”

"Carving insect skills, heavenly punishment!"

Bu Fan stood still, his eyes flashing with a dazzling light, and from his left eye, a cluster of golden flames erupted to cover the surface of the fiery serpent, quickly devouring it.

"Heaven destroys fire, it can devour all things, and flames are no exception." Bu Fan watched Murong Hua's body rush out and kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Murong Hua snorted in his mouth, like a kite with a broken string falling to the ground.

"If I hadn't made a vow before I came on stage, I would have taken your life today!" Bu Fan didn't care about the exclamations of the audience, he stepped away directly, and kicked out of the arena at Murong Hua, who fell to the ground and trembled, he flew out of the ring with a scream, and finally fell under the audience like a dead dog.

"Boy, you actually ........" Murong Changsong's face twitched, and he stood up abruptly and pointed at Bu Fan.

"Grandpa, don't think about revenge yet, Brother Hua is so seriously injured, we have to hurry up and send him to the hospital." When Murong Wan'er spoke, she glared fiercely at Bu Fan on the stage.

Bu Fan pushed the frame of his glasses and stepped off the stage amid the cheers of everyone.

He ....... He won. This is a full 10 million prize money, and more importantly, he has become the youngest king in the fifteen years since the launch of the Championship of Kings. The panther looked at Bu Fan's eyes with a glint in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to pounce on him and kiss him.

"Mr. Step, please stay!" With Mo Ziyao's support, Mo Zhenting hurried over and called out to Bufan.

"Oh, may I ask if there is anything wrong with this old gentleman?" Bu Fan glanced at Mo Zhentang slightly, and then put all his eyes on Mo Ziyao.

"Bufan, this is my grandfather." Mo Ziyao pointed to Mo Zhenting and introduced to Bu Fan.

"Oh, your grandfather, hello old man....... Wait, how do you know I'm Bufan? Where did Bu Fan think that Mo Ziyao would recognize him, and the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose almost fell off.

"Hmph, I thought I wouldn't recognize it when I wore a pair of sunglasses." Mo Ziyao walked over with a smile and unceremoniously stretched out her hand to take off the sunglasses that Bu Fan was wearing.

"It's true to say that you're really, you wear sunglasses to play cool in a boxing match, and you look so ugly!"

Bu Fan: "Uh." ”

"Okay, Mr. Bu, can you take a step to speak?" Mo Zhenting coughed, sent someone to take Mo Ziyao down, and then beckoned Bu Fan to step into an office inside the Yinghao Building.