And when Lin Rui rode the Tianyan Wolf towards the Lin family's old mansion, in the Water Moon Palace Fighting Arena, the Imperial Intercollegiate Fighting Tournament, the competition in the senior group was also coming to an end.

A sturdy young man in a white fighting school robe was leaning his back against the ring guard, looking a little embarrassed, panting and staring at Robic in a black fighting suit opposite.

He said hatefully: "Robic, don't think that relying on your strong family fighting skills, you want to defeat my Nanmeng and win the championship of the senior group of this Imperial Intercollegiate Fighting Competition, this final champion must be my Nanmeng!" ”

Compared with Nan Meng's angry and corrupt look, Robic, who was standing in the middle of the ring, looked dashing, and said with a slightly disdainful expression: "Nan Meng, you are also the president of the martial arts club of a famous school, why do you lose the demeanor of a famous martial artist now, but like a scoundrel outside, you are stalking and fighting?" ”

In the finals of this senior group competition, Robic, the president of the Dragon Town Academy Fighting Club, vs. Nan Meng, the president of the Genki Academy Fighting Club, although both of them fought all the way to the finals with their respective strengths, but at the beginning of the game, some level fighters saw that the actual difference between the two was not small.

Although both of them are high-level martial artists with cyan doumang, Robic's combat realm, will, and fighting techniques far surpass Nan Meng's.

Especially with his powerful family fighting skills, Robic's combat power has reached the level of a quasi-physical martial arts peak cultivator, while Nan Meng is just a martial artist who has just entered the advanced level of physical arts, so at the beginning of this game, the situation quickly turned one-sided.

Robic is obviously a step above Nan Meng in terms of speed and strength, although the two are of the same age, but Robic against Nan Meng is like an adult teasing a child, Nan Meng punched again and again, but he didn't even touch a corner of Robic's clothes.

Considering that the opponent is a representative of the academy after all, Robic did not knock the opponent to the ground in the most obvious and direct way, or hit the outside of the court, but while dealing with Nan Meng's moves, he often seized the opponent's flaws and attack gaps, and attacked the opponent at a speed that was not as fast as the thunderbolt, but he left with his fist on the opponent's body, and did not explode energy.

Robic hopes to make the other party retreat in such a gentlemanly way, after all, every time he makes a move, if he bursts out of energy, this Nanmeng will already be defeated.

But I didn't expect Nan Meng to eat himself at all, although his complexion changed every time he was hit by himself, he still gritted his teeth and continued to stumble.

Robic couldn't help but sigh secretly, what a waste of his hard work to save some face for him.

With a raised brow, the energy in Robic's originally contracted body was instantly released, and a powerful energy fluctuation spread out from the center of the field to the surroundings, and a powerful battle intent erupted from Robic's body.

Amelie's eyes lit up, and she said, "It is really worthy of being the strongest person who was once known as the Thunder County and even the younger generation of the Empire, and with his current cultivation and combat power, the prince of Robic will inevitably advance to a powerful shadow-level martial artist within ten years." ”

"Being able to achieve a shadow martial artist before the age of 40, the prince of Robic is very likely to impact Xeon in the future and become an imperial qi fighter that has not appeared in my Dongling Empire for hundreds of years!"

Sima Wuji looked at Robic, and he was also secretly impressed, his cultivation to reach the peak of quasi-body fighting at such a young age was much better than Nan Meng.

And Nan Meng on the stage felt the energy fluctuations released by Robic, and his pupils also shrank, this huge energy fluctuation showed that Robic had definitely reached the peak of physical energy.

Although it is the energy of the human body, it has faintly begun to merge with the qi of heaven and earth, and it has a tendency to break through the ordinary in terms of energy cultivation.

Nan Meng sighed secretly, with Robic's energy cultivation, even if the other party does not have the powerful fighting skills inherited by the family, he is competing with himself for endurance and defense, and he will never be able to beat him, and he will not be unjustly defeated.

"Hahahaha!" Nan Meng, who was leaning on the side of the guard, suddenly let out a burst of wild laughter, and said in a desolate tone: "Robic, you guy is really worthy of his name!" Many years ago, when I knew that you were the first person of the younger generation of the Empire, I swore to surpass you. ”

"After entering the senior department of Xuanmu Academy, I have been working hard for many years, and I have become a senior martial artist in physical arts at the age of 24, I think I may not be weaker than you, I just hope to win your aura now, but I didn't expect it to be so far behind you, hahaha!"

Looking at Nan Meng's somewhat lonely expression, the students of Xuanmu Academy who were full of hope for the president in the audience also shook their heads and sighed, with a look of despair.

That's right, if you talk about the hard work of cultivation, Nan Meng is undoubtedly famous in Xuanmu Academy, and the martial artist who achieved a high-level cultivation in physical martial arts at the age of 24 is the best proof and reward for his efforts.

But compared with Robic, Nan Meng's efforts seem so pale and powerless, since he was a child, the guidance of famous teachers, the assistance of countless cultivation pills, and more importantly, the strong family fighting skills, all of which make Robic become a strong man with a little effort, not to mention that Robic himself has extremely high cultivation and fighting talents.

Are commoners destined to be unable to surpass the heights of the nobility in cultivation? Nan Meng was unwilling, he suddenly remembered yesterday's game, the kid named Lin Rui, who fought and defeated the noble kid named Mason.

It is said that this Lin Rui is just a civilian kid, but Mason is a guy with a powerful shadow magician father.

Nan Meng didn't know why, he thought of Lin Rui at this time, maybe he was also a civilian child who practiced martial arts.

Facing Robic, Nan Meng had an inexplicable idea in his heart at this time, this Lin Rui may achieve the dream of a commoner like himself in the future, that is, he does not rely on his family background, and completely relies on his own efforts to stand at the pinnacle of the martial arts world in the Sol Continent, and is proud of those noble children of martial artists!

"Ahh Nan Meng roared angrily at the sky, venting his unwillingness to be a martial artist for the children of commoners, who had struggled for many years but was still not as good as the children of aristocratic families of his age.

"Robic, I may not be able to defeat you today, but I believe that there will be a civilian martial artist who will eventually achieve the realm of a strong man that all your noble martial artists can't achieve!"

Robic naturally couldn't guess what Nan Meng was thinking, and when he saw Nan Meng rushing towards him, the door in front of his chest was wide open, he shook his head helplessly, and muttered to himself: "Emotional instability and lack of concentration during the battle, Nan Meng, you really disappointed me." ”

Since the other party refused to surrender, Robic naturally would not be polite anymore, stepped forward, condensed his right fist with energy, and with a loud shout, he struck forward, heading straight for Nan Meng's chest.

"The Mystic Martial Arts Fighting Mystery - Heavenly Desolate Fist!"

A punch hit Nan Meng's chest, Nan Meng's mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards like a stone bullet issued by a stone machine, crashing into the outside of the field, and fell heavily outside the field without moving. >