The battle is over, ready to fight for the top two.

There are people cheering below, of course, it is Wang Xiaoer and others who support him, and there are a lot of sighs, there is not much excitement, and you can change it to yourself.

In the next game, Song Yuanlang walked to the ring with an iron rod, Yan Feihuang opened his eyes pretend, his eyes were bloodthirsty and emotionless.

The two stood opposite each other, and as soon as the referee said that it was beginning, Yan Fei was mad and crazy, and jumped high to kill, which was extremely confident.

He knew this person, but he never put it in his eyes, and befriending Zhang Xing, the king of Jin, was a capital crime.

Song Yuanlang stepped forward, full of momentum, the iron rod rung, making a dull roar, only regressed slightly, Yan Fei's yellow eyes changed, but he took a big step back.

Yan Fei smiled cruelly, the more this is the case, the more crazy he becomes, the halberd dances wildly, flying sand and stones, and the more he fights, the more crazy he becomes.

For a while, the two collided, the ground of the ring was blown up, stone chips flew wildly, and the people below were far away.

Yan Feihuang is extremely powerful, the killing machine is cold, he is crazy like a demon, and he kills by all means.

And Song Yuanlang stood in steps, the iron rod in his hand seemed unhappy, but he was very calm, blocking the attack every time.

If Yan Feihuang is said to be stormy, Song Yuanlang is as solid as a rock.

There were countless exclamations from below, and their eyes widened one by one, this was the most exciting battle so far, and it was rare to see it as the top battle in the world.

Almost everyone knows Yan Feihuang's strength, this time it is the first in the competition in front of the palace, even if some don't like him, they have to admit that Yan Feihuang is extremely strong in the first-class, there are few opponents on the field, and the other first-class ones are worse.

Now there are people who are equal.

Song Yuanlang is relatively low-key, he followed King Jin to do things after the martial arts exam, rarely communicated with people, and the strength of the opponents he encountered in the previous fights was also average, and many people did not know his strength.

And Yan Feihuang had encountered first-class before, and he was overturned in two moves, and his strength can be seen.

At this moment, many people remembered the name Song Yuanlang.

Many people who are unhappy with Yan Feihuang's arrogance and arrogance are in a good mood, hoping that someone can teach him a lesson, seeing that you always have an expression of Lao Tzu's best in the world, I really think that I am invincible.

The real world's top talents have positions, and they just didn't come.

Many of them also don't have enough resources for exercises, otherwise they don't think that they are inferior, and they will experience training in the army in the future, and it is unknown who will be better.

They are all elites, who like to be ignored, the more confident and proud they are, the more they often dislike Yan Feihuang.

"Okay." Emperor Zhou smiled and looked at King Jin, "Rong'er, which of them do you think can win?" ”

"Each has its own merits." Kwok Rong said, "But Erchen also believes in Yuen Long. ”

"Oh?" Zhou Huang was in a good mood, and Song Yuanlang's dignified fighting spirit also made him like it very much, another talent.

As for the Yan family, he didn't want to comment for the time being.

Zhang Xing's eyes lit up, it was really a wonderful duel, he was also watching, watching the masters fight, and he would often be touched by himself.

Zhang Xing suddenly wanted to laugh, that idiot, he really thought he was so good and ignored everyone.

It seems that Brother Song is going to win, but this idiot is not qualified to touch him.

The people around him were also enthusiastic, hotly discussed, and applauded.

The emperor allowed it to be lively.

Yan Feihuang was furious, and the anger in his eyes became more and more crazy.

He didn't bother to participate in the martial arts, because some enemies came, and he didn't take anyone in his eyes, but he didn't expect to meet an opponent.

Any opponent, he will destroy the Gula decay, this is his domineering fighting intent.

However, he couldn't win it for a long time, this has never happened, who was he afraid of at the same level, Yan Feihuang was irritable, the more so, the more crazy he became.

Song Yuanlang stepped again, his every move and style were dignified, let you go crazy, I am calm and heavy.

The mad demon is right, Song Yuanlang takes one step at a time, and the momentum is becoming more and more powerful.

Yan Feihuang began to be forced back, shouted angrily, and the halberd fought back.

Boom collision, Yan Feihuang retreated again, he was not as good as Song Yuanlang in terms of standing upboard, Song Yuanlang was tall and mighty, his momentum was the same, and he became more and more natural. And Yan Feihuang's body is inferior to it, it is difficult to have an advantage in skill, and his physical strength is even worse, the mad demon is only fierce, it does not mean that he is invincible, and it does not mean that everyone can be intimidated by ferocity.

Song Yuanlang shouted, his momentum became more and more excited, he also followed the King of Jin to the battlefield, maybe he had fought more than Yan Feihuang, and a lot of anger was ignored at all, and it was all a small way in his eyes.

Yan Fei's yellow eyes were red, and the mad demons fought hard, but they were defeated and retreated, and he couldn't do it for a long time.

He wanted to return the injury to the injury, this was the advantage of his practice madness to the extreme, but he was covered in blood, and it was still difficult to shake the opposite, the iron rod, which made him feel a trace of despair in his heart.

Song Yuanlang's momentum reached its peak, and he suppressed Xiao Yan Luo alive, and the mad demon was invincible.

"You're defeated." Song Yuanlang spoke lightly.

"Hmph, my life is not defeated, only life and death." Yan Feihuang laughed wildly and killed again.

Touch! Song Yuanlang smashed down with a stick, smashed straight out of the ring, and shed a series of blood.

"Ah......h

His injuries were no lighter than those of his younger brother Yan Tengda.

Zhang Xing and the two of them completely offended this family, the brothers were half-disabled, and Zhang Xing killed one more sideliner.

"Okay."

"Song Yuanlang." Countless cheers all around.

Emperor Zhou and others in Taiwan were quite pleased, except for King Jin before, most of them didn't know that Song Yuanlang had reached this point, of course, King Jin has always been low-key, never showing anything, this is also character, nothing else.

"This is the excitement of the palace test competition." Emperor Zhou said, "You say that kid ...... Can you fight with Song Yuanlong, is it reliable? ”

Not to mention Emperor Zhou, the rest of the people also expressed suspicion.

That kid always made them want to laugh relaxed, as if they were joking, and that ...... Really sweat for Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing's previous opponent also came lucky, don't look at the swaying walking, he can still fight, and Yan Feihuang has already fainted and is not qualified to compare again, so the third is him.

Yan Feihuang was the same as the previous martial arts test, and he didn't enter the top three.

He didn't care about it before, thinking that he could only be the first in the palace competition.

Then there is the last game left, the first and second competition.

Song Yuanlang had just finished the competition and rested for half a pillar of incense, but in fact, looking at his complexion, he had just played very steadily, and his breath was not heavy.

"Who do you say is number one?"

"Needless to say, it must be Song Yuanlang."

"Yes, I didn't expect such a master to be hidden, and I finally found out."

"Is it impossible for Zhang Xing?"

"If it is an ordinary first-class opponent, he may still have a chance, Song Yuanlang is not, this is a real master."

"After all, Zhang Xing is still a fourth-stage, one step short."

"This time he is going to win, I ate this knife."

"You said, the brothers heard it."

"It's difficult, Song Yuanlang is still in peak condition, and his luck is coming to an end."

"In the end, it depends on the strength."

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