"Hahahaha! Trash Kid! See if you're still crazy! I've been burned to ashes by my flames, young master! Green, referee, come up and declare my victory! Haha! ”

Just as Wan Peng was laughing wildly, the audience raised their heads as if they were alive. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After smirking on stage for a long time, Wan Peng realized that the situation was wrong!

Nanyan's breath has not disappeared, but has become more and more powerful!

"What's going on!"

A woman from Wanjia in the audience couldn't stand it, and reminded her loudly: "Brother Wanpeng, look at it!" ”

"Huh?"

Wan Peng looked up, and suddenly his eyes almost burst out!

He didn't expect that someone would be able to use the airflow generated by the explosion of flames to jump into the air and avoid the invasion of the flame heatwave.

Nanyan did it! And it doesn't look hurt at all!

"Is this really the legendary shit?"

Wan Peng began to wonder if his eyes were dazzling.

A guy at the pinnacle of the mortal rank was actually able to strike with his full strength unscathed?

Is this a human, or a monster?

If now he only suspected his own eyes, then Nan Yan's next move made this proud young master begin to doubt his life.

"Fire Escape: The Technique of the Howe Fireball!"

When Nanyan fell from the air, his hands imitated Sasuke in Naruto, quickly sealed, and then his mouth opened, and a cluster of red flames like blood spewed out from his mouth, forming a huge fireball and smashing straight towards the top of Wan Peng's head!

This is a trick that Nan Yan came up with to spoof when he was idle, but he didn't expect to use it so quickly.

Of course, the sealing action is dispensable, and the reason why the sealing action is retained is purely handsome.

At this time, not only Wan Peng, but also no one in the audience was not stunned!

Mortal Steps!

The mortal people actually released flames!

Isn't that counterintuitive?

Could it be that the young master of the waste wood has been hiding his true cultivation?

In fact, he is already above the realm of the imperial rank?

No! That's impossible!

There are several old guys present who are all cultivators above the sub-level, and it is impossible to not even see through the cultivation of a little baby.

Nan Yan's is indeed only the peak of the mortal rank, but how to explain this fireball technique?

When the old man Qianzhan saw this scene, he suddenly figured out one thing, just now when he was probing Nanyan's body, he felt that there seemed to be something strange in his dantian, it turned out that this was the case.

"Look, it's no ordinary real fire! It's the demon fire of the four madhi! ”

Qian Zhan reminded him, and everyone looked at the red flame carefully, and the knowledgeable people immediately reacted, "Look carefully, isn't that the demon fire of the Amethyst Red Flame Tiger King!" Could it be that this kid devoured the fire alive, so he was able to master the art of resisting fire with mortal level cultivation? ”

"This is too incredible, the demon fire of the four mads, let alone devouring, even if it is touched slightly, it will have to fade if it does not die!"

"There are so many secrets hidden in this kid...... It seems that Shibei should be impressed for three days! ”

……

The chatter in the stands has not stopped.

And in the ring, Wan Peng was also tired of running for his life.

Nan Yan seems to be addicted to being handsome, and starts to chase after him and spray fireballs behind his ass!

This demon fire was even stronger than his real fire, and he didn't have the slightest strength to resist, so he was accidentally rubbed a little by the demon fire, and there was already a piece of flesh and blood on his feet that was scorched and carbonized by the high temperature.

It's terrifying!

How will this battle be fought?

Anyway, Wan Peng was scurrying around with his head in his hands, embarrassed.

After chasing a few laps, he suddenly found that Nanyan could no longer spit out the dangerous red flame, so he slowed down.

"Hahaha, you're finally done throwing up, aren't you?"

was chased and beaten with a face, Wan Peng was aggrieved.

At this time, Nan Yan seemed to have exhausted the flames, and unconsciously began to tremble.

"Watch me fight back!"

The dead fat man's face trembled as he ran, laughing wildly and coming back to the southern goose.

"Fist of Fire!"

With a roar from him, a layer of true fire instantly attached to his hands, and with a scorching wave, the fist wind swept in.

Nan Yan stood in place, impartial, as if he was ready to take this move head-on.

"Could it be that he was scared stupid?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Wan Peng's heart, but he didn't stop.

Seeing that his fire fist was still a few meters away from Nanyan......

Nan Yan smiled evilly, his hands sealed again, and then opened his mouth.

"Wait! Isn't your boy's flame exhausted? Why......? It must have been a bluff, I knew it...... Yes! ”

As soon as Wan Peng was halfway through speaking, his whole face was distorted!

Nanyan's red flame was indeed consumed, and it could not be used until the amethyst red flame had cooled down.

But he still has a dark fire!

The ominous flame of darkness!

"Fire escape! Howe Fireball Technique! ”

Boom ——!

A huge black fireball erupted from Nanyan's mouth!

The funniest expression Nan Yan has ever seen in his life is Wan Peng at this time.

His face was ready to cry without tears, but the pace under his feet could not be stopped.

It can only collide with that terrifying black fireball in such despair.

Boom!

The true fire that covered Wan Peng's fists was instantly dispersed by the black flames.

The fireball exploded violently.

Powerful air currents set off gusts of wind.

Several floor tiles even flew up, and dust flew all over the sky.

When the dust settles, on and off the field, everyone's eyes are looking for an object.

Wan Peng!

The poor guy who got caught up in the explosion!

In the end, it was still the sharp-eyed people of Wan Jia, and in a corner below the ring, they found Wan Peng, who was charred all over his body, looking loveless, twitching on the ground.

The whole venue was silent.

Everyone gasped.

Especially the people of the thousands of families, their hearts are like overturning the condiments, and the ups and downs are all in it.

"This ...... Is it still the same cowardly waste half a year ago? ”

Oh, my God!

If it's waste, then what are we?

In a burst of scorching eyes, Qianxue looked at the tall but mighty figure on the stage, and fell into deep thought.

When Qianhu's fat boy saw Nanyan's performance, he was immediately frightened.

At the beginning, he was with his brother Qianlong, and he bullied Nanyan a lot.

At this time, Qianlong was still fighting with his stomach in the latrine, and he didn't see this scene, otherwise his expression would have been very exciting.

Qian Yunhao saw everything about his son in his eyes, and his eyes were red.

Yes, there is no father who is not proud to see his son grow and become strong without realizing it!

But at the same time, he also had a wonderful feeling, the figure on the stage, no matter what, it was difficult to superimpose it with the son in his memory.

He...... Is it really his own son, Nan Yan?

also has this feeling, as well as Aya'er, and the old man on the VIP stage.

This final battle made the referee Greene look fascinated, and after a burst of hysterical carnival broke out in the audience, he reacted and came to the stage to announce the winner of the game.

"The third game, the winner: a thousand families and a thousand southern geese!"

The audience immediately applauded, especially the Qianjia side, dancing and shouting wildly.

Only Nan Yan was still standing in the mess of the ring, looking at his palms and then at the clear blue sky.

"That's it? Nima is not scientific, this handsome man has not been officially opened! How is it over? ”

The third duel, under Nanyan's unfinished intentions, came to an end in a hurry.