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Shen Lan completely put away his contempt, but his pretty face did not change, and with a sarcastic and ridiculous tone, he said, "Handsome guy, you are careful." I'm going to use the Tiger Force. ”

The power of the Tiger?!

The soldiers in the ring all showed shocked looks.

You must know that those who can perceive the power of potential are generally four-grade powerhouses who have completed bone quenching!

It's a perception of attack that inspires greater power. The premise is that the body accumulates enough strength.

It's like a torrent, it must be countless streams, gathered together, and after reaching a certain amount, it can burst out.

Shen Lan is only in the realm of three grades, but he has to show the potential of four grades!

With such a talent, he deserves to be the first person among the newcomers in the eight bases!

However, everyone was surprised by Leng Feng's performance.

Leng Feng and Shen Lan's fist and foot competition, but he did not fall behind, and the weapon was still not defeated until now, and he actually forced Shen Lan to use the realm of tiger killing.

Isn't Leng Feng a second-grade martial artist?

originally thought it was an unequal competition, but who would have thought that it would become a battle of dragons and tigers!

As he spoke, Leng Feng felt that Shen Lan's attack speed began to increase, and his momentum continued to rise, suddenly reaching the point of shock!

Is this the power of momentum?

Leng Feng didn't dare to be careless at all.

Between the lightning and flint, Shen Lan swung his knife and lightning close to his body, and in every square inch, he slashed at Lu Feng with a sharp knife!

The momentum is like a rainbow, as if Leng Feng has been locked, and he has reached Leng Feng's door in the blink of an eye.

The cowardly warriors in the audience, seeing this scene, exclaimed in fright, and saw that Leng Feng was about to be splashed with blood on the spot.

"It's really potential! Talented! ”

"The power of the three-rank martial artist comprehends the power, such an understanding looks at the eight bases, and in the past thirty years, I have never heard of it!"

"The first place laurel is none other than the Tiger Base."

"Such a talented talent, it's a pity that it's not from our Golden Snake base."

“……”

Many soldiers above the third grade in the audience all showed approving eyes. They are also three-grade, but they have not comprehended the power of the situation.

"That's the end of the fight."

Many soldiers seem to have seen the end.

However, in the next second, I saw Leng Feng take an arrow step, like a volley void, avoiding the blade slashed by Shen Lan, and quickly retreated.

"Tactics Skills!"

A third-rank martial artist exclaimed.

The combat skill is a skill that can only be comprehended by more than three grades, and it is even more difficult than the killing power of the third grade to comprehend the fourth grade.

Some of the genius soldiers present couldn't help but show shocked looks.

A third-grade can comprehend the killing situation, and a second-grade can comprehend the tactics and skills.

Both are amazing talents.

There are many talented soldiers in the field, but compared to them, the gap is too big.

I thought that the battle would end here, but it turned out to be a shocking reversal.

"How can there be such outstanding talents in the Golden Eagle Base? It was a surprise. ”

"Looks like it's not over yet!"

……

Tang Yiyu, who had been watching carefully, his eyebrows beat slightly, and his heart couldn't help but be moved, and he looked at Leng Feng again.

"How many secrets does this Leng Feng have?"

Shen Lan, who was attacking continuously, had already judged Leng Feng's shortcomings, and close combat was the opponent's weakness!

"Tactics skills, lunges? I'm faster than you! ”

Shen Lan flashed a trace of surprise at Leng Feng's sudden use of the battle technique, Arrow Step, to avoid his own blow, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all.

After all, Shen Lan was a third-grade martial artist, and he comprehended the killing power of the tiger, and used his own advantages to constantly approach Leng Feng.

The tiger head dragon slayer knife slashed away wildly, as if forming a wall of impermeable knives.

The degree of rigidity is like overwhelming.

The soldiers in the audience all felt this fierce attack, and the soldiers who were closer to the ring seemed to feel a chill of a blade.

If he faced such a violent attack from Shen Lan, how long would he be able to hold on?

Leng Feng kept retreating, dancing the spear, and constantly fusing the seven probe dragon spears, and the wrists, arms, waist, and legs gradually cooperated skillfully.

The spear wielded by Leng Feng was like a spirit snake coiling dragon, and with his body technique, Shen Lan couldn't cut Leng Feng at all.

However, Shen Lan was constantly stabbed by Leng Feng's spear.

Everyone in the audience saw pieces of white clothes floating up, like snow, which was very spectacular.

Suddenly, Leng Feng stepped backwards, jumped back a few feet, let go of the spear, waved his hand at Shen Lan, and shouted, "Stop fighting." ”

Shen Lan raised his eyebrows, saw several pieces of white cloth floating in the sky, looked down at himself, the clothes on his body were tattered, and he didn't know how many shots he had been stabbed.

However, after all, she was a third-grade, her limbs and part of her torso had been tempered, and the spear that Leng Feng swung out was too fast, and her power was too light, so she couldn't hurt the opponent's body at all.

It's just that clothes are things that cover the body after all, so how can they bear it?

Shen Lan's pretty face was as cold as frost, he roared angrily, and the tiger's body shook, bursting the tattered coat on his body, revealing a close-fitting gray-white alloy vest.

In this way, Shen Lan's fiery figure was immediately exposed to everyone's eyes.

Shen Lan's eyes were cold, like a blade!

The body burst up, the violent aura rose instantly, and the tiger head dragon slayer knife vowed to cut through the sky, and the speed was twice as fast as before!

It can be seen that the anger in Shen Lan's heart is furious at this moment!

It's no wonder that since Shen Lan stepped into Sanpin, when has he been so "hit"?

The little second product actually "teased" himself!

Right!

He's just flirting!

With a tiger head dragon slayer full of anger, lightning slashed Leng Feng's spear head.

Bang!

Leng Feng immediately flew out upside down, shaking the tiger's mouth in pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately. After all, he is only a second-grade, and his emotions are only 6 times at most, and the number of times he has been used up before.

doesn't have the stamina of Shen Lan.

Leng Feng's feet had just landed, and Shen Lan in mid-air was like a tiger leaping, and the tiger's head dragon slaying knife was cut down from a high position, and it was like a bamboo!

At this moment, Leng Feng happened to have his back to Shen Lan.

In the backstage room of the Golden Eagle Base, Ye Fanni's people and others on the big screen suddenly roared.

"Get out of the way!"

Anyone knows that according to Shen Lan's tiger momentum, once he is slashed, he will be seriously injured if he does not die!

But how could Leng Feng act like he didn't notice it?

Zhang Kai almost roared: "Brother Feng! What are you still doing in a daze, quickly counterattack, or lunge, flash! ”

He Yifan's face turned pale and said, "Could it be that he couldn't withstand the blow of the other party just now, and his body didn't recover!" ”

"It's over! Finished! Sun Erxiong walked back and forth with his head in his hands, not daring to look at it.

Suddenly, in the midst of everyone's exclamations, a shot came suddenly, like thunder and lightning flashing in the night sky, indescribably fast, indescribable angle!

Swish!

A cold light flashed, and the spear in Leng Feng's hand stabbed Shen Lan's throat in mid-air!

Return to the horse and kill a shot!

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