To be reasonable, Alva's strength is not as good as that of the previous Ahalo, but to be able to enter the quarterfinals, how can he be idle? However, in the battle with Ahalo, Mu Yang has simulated the martial arts image of Weis, reached the entry stage of the free artistic conception, and then fought with Ahalo for two hours, gradually refining the free artistic conception, and now in the battle with Alva, Mu Yang began to show a calm side.

Alva's every attack is full of power, after all, in the East Galaxy, he is also one of the best figures, but when facing Muyang, everything becomes ineffective.

"Buzz!"

There was a distortion of vision, a violent muffled sound accompanied by flashes of light knocking on everyone's hearts, and Alva's fist brought a cold light.

It's just that the moment his attack fell in front of Mu Yang, Mu Yang's body twisted slightly, a silver-white wave of qi blew his hair, Mu Yang had a smile on his face, and his palm went around Alva's fist, grabbing his arm like a snake.

"You're close to an android I know, but if that's all there is, you're no match for me."

"It's so fast...... Alva's face changed slightly, and his other hand was quickly clenched, ready to grab Mu Yang's body. However, Mu Yang's body naturally floated downward, leaning over his body to avoid the past, and at the same time, his palm was lightly raised, and a fist was struck towards Alva.

"This feeling of danger ......" Alva's pupils contracted, his heart beat wildly, and his lower body suddenly exerted force, and a huge force was poured from his legs to the ground, and his body jumped backwards.

Crash!

The terrifying fist wind brushed Alva's body, causing several scratches on his body, and the clothes on his body shattered into strips of cloth as if they had been scratched by the claws of a fierce beast.

The force of the fist blasted over Alva into the distance, and the void shattered, and when it hit the full protective shield of the auditorium, it stirred up spatial ripples that never recovered for a long time.

Alva didn't look back, but a cold sweat was already coming out, "It's so strong, even the space is shaking!" ”

The audience sitting in the front row was also a little afraid, and some even threw themselves on their seats and stood up awkwardly for a while.

"Hey, the attack just now, if it weren't for the protective shield blocking us, that powerful force would definitely tear us apart."

"What an amazing power!"

The heroic spirits of the Heavenly Kingdom all have the same physical body as before they were born, and after being attacked strongly, the body will also be shattered, and in serious cases, it will also hurt the soul, such as Mu Yang's attack just now, if there is no energy around the martial arts platform to protect it, at least a large number of souls will be injured.

At this time, everyone sighed, or looked at the stage seriously, or raised their heads to look at the big screen in the sky.

Alva's face was cold at this time, and a chill had risen behind him.

Not an opponent.

Alva knew this result very clearly, but the dignity of the strong would not let him admit defeat easily, and with a hiss, Alva ripped off the torn clothes on his chest, revealing the strong muscles inside.

"Even if it's not your opponent, I'm going to do my best." Alva looked at Muyang seriously.

"I'm also very satisfied to be able to fight against a strong man like you, this feeling of blood in my chest has not appeared for many years." Alva's strength is comparable to the android No. 17 in the original book, that is, the level of the original form of Sharu, although it is a little worse than Rib Rice and Uammons, but it is also a character who is really at the peak level.

"That's just right, I also need someone to help me hone my realm!"

Mu Yang smiled indifferently and looked at Alva with a serious expression.

"Hahaha, hone the realm...... Not bad! Alva raised his head and laughed, his face suddenly froze, and the energy on his body burst out like a tornado.

The oppressive coercion struck everyone's hearts, and there was a clattering sound, and the stone slabs on the ground trembled as they rose and fell, and the smaller stones floated. In the center of the energy wrap, Alva's figure began to turn dark red.

The ability to force an energy boost?

Mu Yang watched carefully, waiting for the other party's next move.

At this moment, countless fists suddenly appeared, blasting out quickly, and Alva frantically vented the energy on his body. The invisible shadow of the fist and the chilling wind filled the field of vision, and in the face of Alva's attack, Mu Yang's body began to move.

Leisurely, freehand, and moving from the heart.

At this time, Mu Yang seemed to have appreciated Weiss's calm state in the face of everything, and every time he moved his body slightly, he dodged Alva's stormy attack.

The artistic conception of freedom is the realm of transcending the physical body, at this time, his consumption is reduced to the extreme, and every time he moves, Mu Yang's body seems to have a warm current moving slowly, moisturizing the body. Is this the magic of artistic conception? Not only is it improving the efficiency of combat, but it is also reducing the wear and tear of the body.

Mu Yang was immersed in the silver-white energy and arrogance, his body exuded a slight silver light, and although his comfortable artistic conception was only just getting started, he had already begun to feed back his body.

"How could it be...... How is it possible, your energy has not decreased in the slightest! ”

After countless fists burst out, Alva gasped and walked away. Until he retreated more than a hundred meters, Alva gasped slightly, staring at Mu Yang with two eyes, surprised, sighing, and a little incredulous.

It's as if not only did his attack not hurt the other party, but as the other party said, he was creating a cultivation environment for the other party.

What a terrible opponent, Alva sighed to himself, and looked in the direction of Caleth, he was not an opponent, and perhaps even Caleth was not his opponent

"It seems that this time the Heavenly Martial Arts Association is going to lose." Thinking so in his heart, his body did not stop, Alva suddenly burst out, and the energy light attached to his body suddenly rose, and then his muscles began to expand, and his breath instantly rose to an unimaginable level.

With a sudden, Alva strode the ground and ran, stepping on deep footprints every time he landed, and the overly fancy attack was no longer effective, so he attacked Mu Yang in the simplest and rude form.

There are no deceptive movements, no fancy colors in the huro, everything is so simple, it's a rampage.

For Mu Yang, who has deeply rooted his fighting skills in his bone marrow, the simpler the action, the more difficult it is to deal with it sometimes. Because the opponent has given up on defense, given up thinking too much, and immersed all his mind on attacking.

Alva's speed was very fast, and when he was close to Mu Yang's body, the tip of his fist condensed the energy of his whole body, and the energy balls began to condense like a flat surface, and with a bang, he came at Mu Yang's chest.

Mu Yang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but secretly praise Alva's attack method, it seemed too late to dodge at this time, so let's take Alva's attack head-on.

With a bang, the energy ball exploded, and at this moment, Alva used the power of the explosion to press hard towards Mu Yang with both arms.

Mu Yang put his hands in front of his chest, his body sank suddenly, and his two feet were inserted into the hard rock, and with the infusion of great force, the rock layer inside the martial arts platform was squeezed, and a zigzag crack was cracked, and soon a fifty-square shattering zone was formed.

"I'm impressed with your strength, but if you want to defeat me, it's not enough!" The corners of Mu Yang's mouth were hooked, and his dark eyes suddenly looked at Alva.

Alva had a calm face, and the arms that were pressing on Mu Yang's hands were slowly raised. Even if you put aside the skills, Mu Yang's real strength is still far above him, so if you compare strength alone, Alva is not Mu Yang's opponent.

"It's over!"

A clear voice sounded, Mu Yang's body shook suddenly, and the silver-white energy washed over the black hair and kept rising, and at the same time he grabbed Alva's arm and threw it upwards hard, when Alva's figure turned into a small black dot, Mu Yang quickly jumped up, teleported next to Alva, and then clenched his fists with both hands and smashed it hard.

Shout!

Alva showed a diagonal line falling rapidly.

With a bang, a bottomless deep cavern was knocked out on the outside of the martial arts ring.

"Tick! North Galaxy No. 14 player Mu Yang won and entered the semifinals. ”

The semi-finals, also known as the semi-finals! Reaching the semi-finals means that we are getting closer and closer to the final.