Cosmic prototype, simulated in space.

Countless stars exude a cold glow, slightly illuminating the infinite darkness of the universe, as beautiful as a finely carved work of art.

Hoda, Leng Chaoye, and Uther were under the stars, talking to each other.

The originally boundless starry sky gradually faded by 50 percent, like an illusory wall of light, revealing the situation in the outside world, which was Song Xiao's vision.

"This is the wonder of the cosmic primordial crystal, if you and I joined forces at the beginning, it would not be cheaper for this little guy Song Xiao."

Leng Chaoye glanced at Uther, his blood-colored eyes were full of grievances, and he looked like a strange devil who prayed to God before eating people.

"The Tao is different, and it is not the same." Uther replied faintly.

Uther didn't care about Leng Chaoye's gaze at all, and his iron axe-like face was like a patron saint statue at the door of the Holy Hall of Light, looking at Song Xiao with a sense of divine glory.

"The first battle of the master of Song Xiao, I don't know what the two strong men think." Hoda asked with a decent smile as she stood aside, dressed in a clean and crisp tuxedo like a European-style butler.

"I'm sure Song Xiao won, so why don't you ask?" Leng Chaoye rolled his eyes at Hoda.

"It's nature." Uther rarely reached a consensus with Leng Chaoye.

"Why?" Hoda asked, with a strange expression.

As the successor assistant of the will creation of the Universe Primordial Crystal, Huoda only has some authority from the Universe Primordial Crystal, and does not have much knowledge about the cultivation of supernatural abilities.

After all, Huoda is just a high-level artificial intelligence, not a real being, and does not have the knowledge and experience of hundred-level powerhouses like Uther and Leng Chaoye.

"Because Song Xiao's ability is an S-level existence, it has long surpassed the rating of this small empire's A-level ability, and it can be said that there are few opponents in the same realm." Leng Chaoye smiled, looking at Song Xiao's gaze with a little rare appreciation.

"Not to mention that Song Xiao's ability is the sword, the sword is the ancestor of the hundred soldiers, and it has a strong destructive power, and it is rumored that Yang Jiu, the emperor of the ability, is a sword to break through all enemies, and the universe has not tasted defeat." Uther calmly analyzed.

"I see." Hoda nodded.

"It's just that I played a bad trick at the time, and I didn't sue him." Leng Chaoye smiled evilly: "It is estimated that Song Xiao thinks he is the worst G-level ability." ”

"That's how it should be." Uther said lightly: "Taking every battle seriously and facing every opponent calmly is the heart of a strong man." ”

"It's really boring to be serious." Leng Chaoye pursed his lips, quite disliked Uther's serious appearance.

"That's why I rejected you at the beginning, the so-called joint mention yì." Uther said with a calm face.

"You're really," said the cold night.

"Okay, let's also concentrate on watching this battle of Song Xiao's little master, it's good to put forward some suggestions for his post-war cultivation direction." Hoda persuaded.

"Hmph, it's important to get down to business." Leng Chaoye's expression regained his calmness.

"Don't talk to madmen about the short and the long." Uther said calmly

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The illusory light and shadow appeared in the ring, a humanoid light and shadow manifested by the system, as the referee of this time.

It was a smart middle-aged man in a white referee's uniform.

The middle-aged referee smiled slightly, as if he were a real person, and said to Song Xiao and his opponent: "Please go to the ring." ”

"Always remember the name Feng Haiyun, it will become a lingering nightmare for your life, this is your first battle and the last battle that will always be defeated." Feng Haiyun, who was wearing gloves, grinned.

He took the lead in the ring, walked to the middle-aged referee Guangying with ease, hooked his hand provocatively at Song Xiao, and motioned for Song Xiao to go over.

The onlookers around the ring turned into light and shadow, staring at Song Xiao with a silent strange gaze, as if they were accomplices in response to Feng Haiyun's arrogance.

Song Xiao shook his head and smiled helplessly: "People who don't have strength always like to talk nonsense." ”

He raised the long sword in his hand, walked into the ring calmly, met Feng Haiyun's provocative gaze, and also came to the middle-aged referee Light and Shadow.

"Okay, the battle is about to begin." The middle-aged referee judged that both sides had arrived, clapped his hands three times, and said: "Are the two sides familiar with the rules, and do you need me to explain?"

"No, I don't." Feng Haiyun waved his hand and raised his eyebrows at Song Xiao, as if he wanted Song Xiao to listen to the rules. "You should listen carefully, so that you won't be beaten so ugly later."

"I don't need it either." To Feng Haiyun's surprise, Song Xiao did not need the referee to read out the rules of the ring.

Because, Song Xiao did his homework before coming, and he came prepared.

Song Xiao clearly remembered that there were only three simple rules for fighting in the ring.

First, the two sides can only fight in the ring, and both sides are not allowed to get out of the ring, otherwise they will be judged to lose immediately, even if they are knocked out of the ring by the opponent.

Second, both sides can choose the standard weapons they have on the weapon racks outside the ring, and fight in a fair and just situation, and they are not allowed to carry weapons without permission, and all violators will be judged to lose.

Third, whoever knocks the opponent down first and loses the ability to move loses, or the opponent takes the initiative to admit defeat.

Song Xiao took a deep look at the surrounding 100-meter-radius blocking ring, and calmly said to the middle-aged referee Guangying: "Let's start." ”

There is no doubt that this is the ring of the strong, since he is determined to come here, how can Song Xiao cringe.

Feng Haiyun also nodded, responding to the middle-aged referee's expression of whether the light and shadow were confirmed or not.

"Please distance yourself and back to the net." The middle-aged referee gestured.

Song Xiao turned around and retreated, and Feng Haiyun did the same, this is the battle rule that must be observed.

"This battle has officially begun." The middle-aged referee Guangying officially announced the start when the two sides retreated to the side of the net, and disappeared in Song Xiao's eyes in an instant.

That means the ability battle has officially begun!

"Attention." Feng Haiyun shouted at the moment when the middle-aged referee announced the start.

"Knock knock."

Like a toned cheetah, he ran towards Song Xiao at high speed, and approached Song Xiao with just a snap of his fingers.

Even if he was barefoot, Feng Haiyun's feet still made a clanging sound in the ring, like a talisman, stimulating the hearts of all the spectators.

"Whoosh."

Song Xiao's line of sight was a surging red, as if he wanted to burst the entire field of vision, which was the color of Feng Haiyun's fist.

Feng Haiyun threw a punch at Song Xiao, with an amazing oppressive force, tearing the surrounding air and hitting Song Xiao with a punch.

That punch carried Feng Haiyun's whole body strength, and I saw that his eyes were hideous, like a beast that chose people to devour, and even the green tendons on his forehead exploded.

His toned body was dyed with a red pale light, which was really a symbol of the inevitable appearance of the Force when the Force level was from level one to nine, and it could be seen that Feng Haiyun did not despise Song Xiao, an opponent.

"Good time." Song Xiao shouted violently.

Between the lightning and flint, Song Xiao quickly slashed out with a sword, and the sharp blade met Feng Haiyun's full punch.

Like the tip of a needle against Maimang, both sides did not avoid it and hit each other in a real way.

At the moment when they were about to hit, Song Xiao and Feng Haiyun were so close, and the eyes of the two sides briefly intersected, Song Xiao was fearless, but Feng Haiyun's gaze was crazy.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Feng Haiyun, who was originally invincible, was knocked away with a bang, and was actually knocked into the net under Song Xiao's sword.

Countless onlookers widened their eyes, looking at the power of Song Xiao's sword, full of shock.

Although they couldn't speak, their incredulous eyes said a thing.

For a while, countless eyes surrounded Song Xiao, with a different scrutiny, but also with a look of surprise, like a tide.