There was a snapping sound.

The helmet on the top of Yang Shuxia's head exploded, his throat was sweet, and Yang Shuxia swallowed a mouthful of blood.

No adjustments, no hesitations.

Blue dreams, scorching, frozen, double caste re-energized!

Blue Dream, Dazzling Fire Liquid, Second Drop, Burst Flame!

Punch with all your might, strike again!

Boom!!!

The second punch collides!

The whole stadium seemed to be moved by a giant, and the whole ground jumped violently!

Yang Shuxia's gold necklace shattered root by root, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and countless cracks exploded in the back of his arm!

The third punch strikes again!

This is Uncle Park's last punch, and it is also the most powerful punch!

The attack power of this punch has exploded! What can Yang Shuxia resist!

The helmet had exploded, the necklace had shredded, and there were nine defensive rings in the backpack, but could they resist it with the defensive rings?

Silence!

At this moment, no one cheered, no one jumped, no one even breathed.

Everyone is watching the ring, watching the third punch about to collide!

Who wins and who loses this punch?

Or is it a lose-lose situation?

No one knows, everyone is expecting!

Shi Xingjun has closed his eyes and doesn't dare to look at it anymore, is my decision right or wrong?

No one can tell him!

……

The fists in Yang Shuxia's sight became bigger and bigger, and a thought shouted in his heart: Jump off the fighting ring, you can survive!

Another thought is also shouting: don't run away, counterattack, counterattack!

At that moment, Yang Shuxia even clearly saw that the face of Uncle Park, who was hiding behind his fist, was full of blood, his face was hideous, and he was full of madness and rage of dying with the enemy.

Yang Shuxia's consciousness had already reached the master's backpack and touched the defensive ring.

With nine defensive rings, Yang Shuxia is eighty percent sure of escaping under this punch!

A thought is shouting: That's it, the green mountains left behind, not afraid of no firewood!

However, another thought is also crying: never steal life! That's a coward! We want to be men, men who stand up to the sky! It's a man who only attacks, attacks, attacks!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everything became extremely slow in Yang Shuxia's eyes.

Yang Shuxia even had some free time, turned his head to look around, those familiar or unfamiliar classmates in the stands, some were shocked, some were worried, and some were frightened......

Shi Xingjun on the side of the fighting ring actually closed his eyes, although Yun Qinlong looked calm, he was very nervous, and his hands kept shaking......

I saw the armed police on their backs, and the school teachers and leaders huddled together......

In the end, Yang Shuxia looked directly at the fist carrying the power of destruction and smiled!

"When our little shrimp grows up, we want to be a man."

"What is a man?"

"Manhood is to stand up to the sky and the earth, to be ......"

Yang Shuxia remembered the back that he had only seen in his dreams!

There's a name called Mother's Back!

I remembered the conversation she had with herself in the dream!

I'm Yang Shuxia! I'm going to be a man! I'm going to find you!

Two teardrops loomed in Yang Shuxia's smiling eyes, the tears were crystal clear and hot!

Ignite Yang Shuxia's blood! Boils! Rushes!

War! War! War!

I want to fight!

Only the !!

Yang Shuxia looked up to the sky and roared!

Fight for your life! Fight with your life!

The consciousness in the Master's backpack leaves the Ring of Defense.

Punch out!

The blue dream is all inspired by the surname! Multiply the attack power by six, and multiply the shock damage to the self by three!

There was no more dazzling fire liquid, and the Qin Lanxuan wood wick suddenly burned on its own......

The blue dream forcibly transforms!

The attack power is multiplied by two, the counterattack damage to oneself is multiplied by three, and the impact on the blue dream fire is unknown!

Boom!!!

There are no fancy two fists colliding!

Yang Shuxia's eyes only have the will to fight, the crazy will to fight, the will to ignite with life!

A storm, like a volcanic eruption!

The lights on the roof of the gymnasium crackled and were destroyed.

The dueling platform under the feet of the two collapsed, burying the two men deeply.

The gymnasium was plunged into brief darkness.

Only two emergency lights were still at their posts, emitting a dim glow.

No one spoke, no one moved, everyone was like a statue, standing in place, looking at the collapsing arena in the center of the arena, expecting, looking forward to ......

Is it the new life of transformation, or the end of decline!

Yun Qinlong slowly raised his hands, and the debris scattered, revealing the two of them.

Still in the same state as when the last fist collided!

Uncle Park's face is crazy and hideous, and his eyes want to choose people and devour them!

Yang Shuxia's eyes were closed, his face was serene, and he seemed to be in a happy memory......

Shi Xingjun slowly opened his eyes, who won and who lost?

Long......

The madness on Uncle Park's face receded, revealing the deepest horror and resistance in his heart.

Yang Shuxia also slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and a teardrop trembled.

Only two emergency lights were working, and the entire venue was dimly lit. But even the students at the farthest point of the stands saw this crystal teardrop clearly.

The teardrops trembled gently, and the softest part of everyone's heart was touched.

For whom does he miss him?

For whom did he cry?

Why do I want to cry too?

Let the tears fly for a while, I have thoughts to tell......

Let the tears fly for a while, and I'm going to bury my heartache......

There is another person who looks at this teardrop, and what he sees is not tenderness, not bitterness.

This person is Uncle Park, and all he sees is cruelty, only tyranny, and only ......

"I'm not convinced!" Uncle Park yelled!

This is Uncle Park's last words in this world, and after speaking, the whole person bursts.

In the Korean taekwondo world, Uncle Park, who has a great reputation and has the strength to challenge the next level, only leaves a ball of blood.

Yang Shuxia smiled, with an unprecedented charm in his smile, "Disobedience is your right, and it is my specialty to govern all kinds of disobedience." ”

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, Uncle Park's revenge mission has been completed perfectly, the task completion is perfect, the task reward has been doubled, and the glory value is six, and the energy point is thirty."

Not only was the task completed perfectly, but the Blue Dream of Free Flame was also transformed in the face of adversity, and successfully advanced to the shallow level to ignite the third layer. There are only three layers of shallow ignition, and as long as you transform it again, you can advance to the middle level of ignition, and the power will be doubled at that time.

However, it is not without its concerns.

The first is that the promotion of the Blue Dream is a forced promotion, and the foundation is unstable. Yang Shuxia must lay a solid foundation in a short period of time and raise the dazzling fire liquid to three drops.

Otherwise, the Blue Dream may degenerate to the second layer at any time and ignite. At that time, the difficulty of Tinder to advance again will explode, and there will even be no possibility of advancement.

The second concern is that Yang Shuxia's physique has declined, and he already has a hundred of his original physique, which has degraded to three.

The system has issued a warning: you need to increase your constitution to 100 as soon as possible, otherwise, the title of the equipment will be cancelled, the title of the equipment craftsman will be cancelled, and the difficulty of obtaining the title again will be doubled!

All this is because of Yang Shuxia's newly realized skill: burning!

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