"Hou Peng, ability: quality improvement."

"Zhao Xiaoyun, ability: manifestation."

The two reported information to each other and gave each other the respect of the battle.

"Quality improvement?" Zhao Xiaoyun still has some understanding of this ability, compared to the acceleration of other single bonuses, the ability of Juli, the improvement of quality in a single dimension is naturally not as good as the improvement of this ability.

But it's all about all-round winning, and the ability to improve quality has therefore become the top-ranked existence in the non-special explicit system.

"I'm not going to be as simple as other people with exotic abilities." Hou Peng said to Li Mumu, with a sense of confidence in his words, he thought that Zhao Xiaoyun might be very accomplished in improving combat effectiveness in a certain aspect, but a high evaluation of combat effectiveness is not necessarily much more powerful than a low evaluation of combat effectiveness.

After all, his Hou Peng's combat effectiveness ranking is not low, ranking 15th, and he is also very close to Zhao Xiaoyun, and he can also be regarded as an excellent among freshmen.

For Zhao Xiaoyun, he is very confident that he will win.

"Game on!"

The duel between Zhao Xiaoyun and Hou Peng began, and at the same time, on the viewing platform of the competition venue, most of the people in the two departments also looked at the two of them.

"Manifestation: Fish Scale Armor!"

As soon as Zhao Xiaoyun came, he put on a suit for himself, not pretending to be a king, but recognizing his own positioning, just with Zhao Xiaoyun's own physical quality, he is definitely not comparable to Hou Peng.

"Do you think you can't stop it?"

Hou Peng naturally didn't choose a weapon, but just put on a tactical glove, and he believed in his fists more.

Hou Peng's own physical fitness is extremely good, so this punch was also hit by him.

The momentum is close to Zhao Xiaoyun.

"Huh?"

Zhao Xiaoyun didn't resist too much, he firmly believed in his ability, but he just stabilized the next game, intending to directly withstand such a first wave of attacks.

"Embody: Smoke!"

There are no more smoke bombs, which is also the characteristic of his ability that Zhao Xiaoyun only discovered.

He can directly treat himself as a smoke bomb and emit smoke bombs outside, although the smoke has no attack power, but the effect is good.

Hou Peng's punch had already arrived, and Zhao Xiaoyun had no choice but to resist with both arms.

Boom!

Between the resistances, Zhao Xiaoyun only felt a huge force coming, almost compared to the punch he received last time he competed with the 77 instructor.

The terrifying strength is at least twice that of Zhao Xiaoyun, and it can be said that in terms of physical fitness, Zhao Xiaoyun has no power to fight back.

His arms were resisted by his chest, but Hou Peng's strength was so great that Zhao Xiaoyun's arms were directly hit on his chest in turn.

"Mistaken." The fish scale armor that Zhao Xiaoyun showed was the most effective in the face of local attacks, and when it was directly defending against a wide range of force impacts, the unloading force was not much.

There was a little stuffiness in his chest, but it was not a turn-based competition field, and Hou Peng naturally would not let go of this opportunity, and directly bullied himself, intending to decide the winner with one punch.

"You're underestimating me too much."

Zhao Xiaoyun still emitted smoke all over his body, although the scope was not very large, but it was also very effective in concealing his own traces.

Turning sideways, Zhao Xiaoyun's own ability was more like a mage, and after some warrior-like attempts, he decisively adjusted his positioning.

"Since I can't fight hard, then I can only play tricks."

Zhao Xiaoyun has a lot of "crooked ways", but victory or defeat is more important when fighting.

"Embody: Thumbtack!"

With the help of his own smoke, Zhao Xiaoyun generally faced Hou Peng, who was bullied, and left a pin under his feet.

"Unexpectedly, you slipped away quite fast!"

Hou Peng was a little speechless, this Zhao Xiaoyun took advantage of the smoke to cover up and distance himself in time after receiving a punch from him.

Finally, he approached again, and the smoke concentration increased again, but he still couldn't see clearly.

In the stands, the audience felt like Hou Peng was chasing a big cloud of smoke and fighting, but he couldn't hit the people inside.

"Quality Improvement: 50%"

Hou Peng began to use his ability, and Zhao Xiaoyun naturally noticed it, and he didn't know what kind of changes would happen to the opponent after using the ability.

"I see you!"

Hou Peng suddenly said something outside the smoke, and the spectators in the stands also saw Hou Peng rushing directly towards a position in the smoke cluster.

"Embody: Hedgehog Armor!"

Boom!

A person flew out of the smoke, and everyone in the audience looked over, and they naturally cared about whether it was the side they supported.

"Ah, it's Zhao Xiaoyun."

Li Mumu saw that it was Zhao Xiaoyun who flew out and fell to the ground.

Naturally, it was Zhao Xiaoyun who was hit by the collision, and when he was hit, Zhao Xiaoyun felt that his whole body was a little falling apart.

The mage can't let the warrior get close.

Zhao Xiaoyun now knows this truth deeply, but he is not happy, and his opponent is not happy.

At the critical moment, he embodied a layer of hedgehog armor outside.

"Damn."

Hou Peng walked out of the smoke, but his figure was not as tall as it was victorious, but looked a little injured.

The walk was a bit bumpy, because he had stepped on a few nails under his feet, and the coat on his body, especially on the left shoulder, had a small hole directly on it, and there was bleeding outside.

"You're really slippery." Hou Peng looked at Zhao Xiaoyun and felt very annoyed.

"Quality Improvement: Twice as Much!"

Hou Peng directly used his ultimate, and his ability at the current stage can improve his all-round physical fitness strength, and it can reach up to twice as much, but the ability is fully activated, and the duration is only ten minutes!

It's only ten minutes, which is already a long time for the battle on the martial arts field, and Li Mumu's battle is over in only two minutes.

Hou Peng is completely able to use twice his physical fitness to get through the competition time with Zhao Xiaoyun.

"Your smoke is no longer effective for me, but your ability has also improved my eyesight!" Hou Peng couldn't wait to directly solve Zhao Xiaoyun with one punch.

But doesn't Zhao Xiaoyun have a backhand, he still has the ability to fight like his own bug, and he fights directly.

But find guilt, so that you can improve yourself well, so Zhao Xiaoyun decided to use his own other means.

"Embody: Foul-smelling potion!"

Zhao Xiaoyun used his other hole card, I don't know when the black nine appeared again, and when he saw this operation in the corner of the stands, he couldn't help frowning.

"I think your ability to hold your breath has also improved a lot." Zhao Xiaoyun smiled, although his body was still sore and sore, it did not affect his ability to use it.

"What do you mean?"

Hou Peng felt that he only needed one punch now, really, one punch, Zhao Xiaoyun would definitely not be able to get up, and the armor on his body was basically a showpiece for him.

With twice his current physical fitness, the wounds have already scabbed over by the time he arrives, and his tolerance for pain has also been greatly improved, and he is very confident.

However, what did Zhao Xiaoyun mean by this sentence just now?

"Whatever you mean, break through a thousand armies!"

Hou Peng couldn't get used to this Zhao Xiaoyun's face at all, he had too many bells and whistles to give him time.

"It's late."

A bottle of medicine had already appeared in Zhao Xiaoyun's hand, and he didn't know when the mask appeared on his face.

"Go ahead!"

Flutteringly, the small bottle of potion fell to the ground and broke.

Hou Peng's afterglow swept over, it was just an ordinary bottle of potion.

The fist was already close, close, and it could hit Zhao Xiaoyun's face in the next second.

"Damn, what a taste!"

Hou Peng suddenly asked about a strange smell, but he could bear it, he could get rid of Zhao Xiaoyun immediately, and then flee the area.

Zhao Xiaoyun often heard from the book that the thirty-six strategies are naturally the best ones.

If I can't stand it, I can always run.

"Embody: Foam Wall!"

Just when Hou Peng was about to decide the winner with one punch, Zhao Xiaoyun's face and the space in front of his fist directly erected a wall.

The force hit it, and Hou Peng basically didn't have absolute pain, "This is foam?" ”

Hou Peng directly drove the movement of the entire small wall, and then hit Zhao Xiaoyun's body, although the strength was still there, but Zhao Xiaoyun could still stand it.

"Me! …… This tastes! ”

As soon as Hou Peng opened his mouth and wanted to scold Zhao Xiaoyun for his bells and whistles, he directly took a large breath of air and went in.

"Why does the day seem to be turning?"

Hou Peng looked at the sky, as if he felt that he had seen a rainbow, but it seemed to be spinning.