Moments later, Jerry had already set up the ring.

On the fifteenth floor of the Super Energy Center Building, there are a number of rings of different levels, the highest level three rings are a hundred meters long and wide, and the ground is cast with a single piece of titanium alloy, which is several times harder than diamonds, and it is difficult for even a martial saint to destroy it. Thousands of seats are set up around the ring, extending diagonally upwards, with a height of more than 30 meters, with a bright space and a wide field of vision, like a small arena.

The more than 1,000 seats around the ring were almost filled, all of them were Force warriors and reporters who had followed from the Super Center, and there were actually more people coming outside, but they couldn't sit down.

Jerry also had the door locked and forbade anyone to enter, which made those who arrived late beat their chests and regretted it.

Most of the people watching the battle, especially the group of reporters, had already raised their phones firmly and pointed them at the ring, their faces full of anticipation and excitement, not wanting to miss any detail of this battle. Not only are they recording videos, but some people are even broadcasting live on the Internet, which immediately attracts a large number of viewers, with more than a billion viewers watching the live broadcast in just a few minutes, and the number of people is still skyrocketing at the rate of millions of people per second.

The audience in the live broadcast room discussed the heat, and more than ninety percent of people were optimistic about Xin Lin and thought that Xin Lin would win, but it should not be easy to win.

Because Pei Xingfeng's strength has grown extremely rapidly in the past two years, the Force cultivation is only one line away from being promoted to a general, and Xin Lone's cultivation speed is even faster, but after all, the time is too short, and the cultivation may be slightly worse.

In the middle of the ring, Xin Lin and Pei Xingfeng stood more than ten meters apart, and between the two was Jerryan, who would serve as the temporary referee for this fight.

Xin Lone's posture was relaxed, his expression was as usual, but he felt a little bored in his heart, and he just wanted to finish early and go home for dinner.

Pei Xingfeng's face was solemn, although he was very confident in himself, but in the face of the first day of the Federation, he felt a huge pressure before he could make a move.

He took off the package behind him with his backhand, pulled out three silver gun parts, and carefully put them together.

Pei Xingfeng didn't know how many times he had done the process of splicing the spear, but he was still meticulous, his movements were quick and calm, when this heavy spear was in his hands, the cold touch came from his hand, which made his heart calm and waveless, and adjusted his state to his peak.

"This osmium dragon lance is my favorite weapon, made of the heaviest osmium-iridium alloy, weighing one hundred and forty kilograms, Xin Lone, you have to be careful."

Pei Xingfeng looked at Xin Lin seriously, and when he spoke, his momentum increased step by step, and a tense atmosphere suddenly spread in the ring.

"Oh." Xin Lin didn't even lift his eyelids.

This kind of routine of mentally suppressing the opponent is simply an itch in the boot for him, a psychic mancer, and it is useless at all. Even if he wasn't a psychic warlock, with the insurmountable difference in strength between the two, it still wouldn't work.

Seeing that Xin was indifferent, Pei Xingfeng still looked empty-handed, and couldn't help asking, "Don't you use weapons?" I know you have a high-grade Kryptonite fist armor. ”

Xin Lin nodded, it makes no difference whether it is practical or not, since Pei Xingfeng asked, it doesn't hurt to use it.

As soon as his mind moved, the dark golden kryptonite fist armor was put on his hand.

The surrounding Force warriors and hundreds of millions of spectators were all envious when they saw this scene. Everyone knew that Xin Lin had obtained a Qingkong sapling from the Qingling Clan, a priceless subspace equipment, and at this time, he was still very shocked to see Xin Lin use the subspace.

"Wow! Subspace equipment! It's the first time I've seen someone use ......"

"I don't know how much the green sky sapling is worth?"

"At least tens of billions, I heard that there are rich people on the Internet who are willing to pay 50 billion for the acquisition."

"The first day of the federation is cool, it's too tyrant!" People talked a lot, and their envy was overflowing.

Pei Xingfeng, who was standing on the opposite side, also jumped his eyelids, the improvement of the combat effectiveness of the subspace equipment was really immeasurable, and no one knew what Xin Xiao would take out from the subspace in the next second. Fortunately, this is a battle in the ring, and due to the rules, Xin Lin can't do too much.

Xin Lin didn't care so much, and he was going to do it immediately.

"Wait." Jerry suddenly said up, "Do you want to sign a waiver?" This is the Super Energy Center, and whoever goes to the ring has better sign a waiver of liability and point it to the end, so as not to be held accountable afterwards. ”

Jerry is for his own sake, the ring was arranged by him, and the two people who fought against him have a great reputation in the Federation, no matter which one is injured afterwards, or who is seriously injured, he can't take responsibility, and it may have a negative impact on his career.

Although the waiver is not as serious as a life and death situation, it is enough to relieve many after-the-fact problems.

Pei Xingfeng doesn't care, he is the initiator of the challenge, and the disclaimer should naturally be signed. Xin Lin was a little impatient, just a fight, how could there be so many things, waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I will be measured and will not kill him." ”

Jerry was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Xin Lin didn't take Pei Xingfeng in his eyes at all.

Countless spectators watching the game were in an uproar and shouted: "Damn, Xin Lonely is too arrogant!" ”

Pei Xingfeng had a breath of anger in his heart, he could barely maintain his state of mind, he laughed angrily, and said in a deep voice: "It's really courageous!" If you don't sign it, you won't sign it, which is exactly what I want. ”

After speaking, he shook the spear in his hand, and the heavy body of the spear nearly two meters long made a whistling sound, and the man and the gun were one, like a phantom rushing forward, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced the air, and the sharp spirit was overwhelming.

Jerry wanted to persuade him a few more words, but when he saw that Pei Xingfeng had already made a move, he was helpless and retreated to the edge of the ring.

"Let's fight, what a speed!"

Many viewers have limited eyesight, and their eyes almost can't keep up with Pei Xingfeng's figure.

More than ten meters away, Xin Lin was still in a casual posture, standing still in place, Pei Xingfeng, who was extremely fast in the eyes of others, was not much different from turtle speed in his eyes, just like a slow-motion replay, Pei Xingfeng's every step of movement, every muscle vibrating, and even every force in his body was meticulously visible.

If it was a battle of life and death, Xin Lin only needed one thought, and sent out a lightning strike, and Pei Xingfeng fell.

With such a weak opponent, how could he be able to afford to be interested in sparring.

But others didn't know Xin Lian's feelings, and when they saw Xin Lin motionless, they couldn't help but secretly think that he was too big, and in the next moment, Pei Xingfeng had already killed.

The silver spear had no tricks, it was just a flat stab, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at Xin Lian's chest and abdomen.

This is the first style of Zhongping marksmanship, and it is also the most practiced move by all gun practitioners in the Federation. Zhongping marksmanship is the basic introduction to the federal marksmanship, similar to the status of Jingwu Changquan in boxing, Pei Xingfeng has practiced guns for nearly forty years, and has already practiced Zhongping marksmanship to the realm of fusion, but it is only a small success, and it has not yet been integrated into his own martial arts style.

In addition, Pei Xingfeng has also mastered another set of more powerful "Liaoyuan Marksmanship", which is also a small achievement in the melting realm.

In other words, any warrior of the Federation, facing Pei Xingfeng's flat stab, will feel very tricky and difficult to deal with, and he must go all out to block it.

However, Xin Lin is different.

He didn't even look at it, he casually exploded with a straight punch and an inch, just right hit the tip of the gun, it seemed to be unremarkable, but it burst out with extremely strong power, and the kryptonite fist armor hit a spark, easily swinging away the tip of the gun that was close at hand.

A huge force was transmitted back from the body of the spear, which shocked Pei Xingfeng's mouth numb, and he could hardly hold the spear.

This made him shocked, and he couldn't help but shout in his heart: "With such a powerful counterattack force, could it be that his 'Seven-Colored Stellar Flame' has also cultivated to the peak of a high-level warrior?" ”

The anger that had been aroused by Xin Lin was suddenly extinguished, but Pei Xingfeng calmed down instead, understanding that Xin Lin did have the strength to be arrogant, and this would be the most difficult battle he had encountered in his life.

He shook his left hand at the end of the gun, and with his right hand as the pivot point, he turned the gun, and the tip of the gun that was swinging back back, slamming upwards to Xin Lian's side.

I have to say that this trick is very good to reverse by force, but unfortunately it is still not enough in Xin Lian's eyes.

Bang!

Xin Lin was another simple straight punch, which accurately hit the tip of the gun, causing Pei Xingfeng not only to return in vain, but even his body was involuntarily taken a step astray. Marksmanship relies heavily on the kung fu of the feet, and when the footsteps are chaotic, the offensive will be affected and the power will be greatly reduced.

Pei Xingfeng was frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly retreated a few steps, only to find that Xin Lin did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue.

Seeing that Xin Lin was still standing in place, without even moving a step, Pei Xingfeng's eyes suddenly changed slightly, and he secretly shouted that it was not good, could it be that the gap between himself and Xin Lin was so big that he couldn't even force him to move?

At the same time, a sense of humiliation came to his heart, Pei Xingfeng's face changed, he shouted, and raised his gun to attack again.

This time, Pei Xingfeng used his housekeeping skills to burn the original marksmanship, and the 113 force nodes in his body were running in unison, unreservedly released, and under the swing of the huge force, the straight and hard spear was pulled out of the arc like an elastic, and the tip of the spear turned into a little cold star, like a spark.

"Burning the Plains Marksmanship!"

The audience couldn't help but shout out, and many viewers who knew Pei Xingfeng knew that Pei Xingfeng had defeated many masters with this marksmanship, and he became the first on the samurai list a few years ago.

This move is the most powerful move in Liaoyuan marksmanship, and it is also the essence of this set of marksmanship.

The higher the cultivation, the more stars the spear can shoot, and it can continue to attack, bursting out in a very short period of time, once the enemy fails to receive the first wave of attacks, it will become more and more difficult to resist, forming a prairie fire, until defeat and death.

A spark can start a prairie fire!

Xin Lin saw dozens of cold stars coming, enveloping his whole body, and his might could not be underestimated, and he finally became a little interested. However, if Pei Xingfeng wants to defeat himself with this set of marksmanship, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

The tip of the gun was close to him, Xin Shi Shiran raised his right hand to greet him, and suddenly, dozens of dazzling shadows appeared on his arm, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, a punch was punched, and the fist shadows followed, each dark golden fist corresponded to every cold star in front of him, and the fist armor and the tip of the gun collided continuously between breaths, and the bang kept banging.

Hundreds of millions of viewers saw this wall of fist shadows, and they were all stunned and dizzy.

"That's it!"

At this moment, I don't know how many people shouted at the same time in their hearts: "The Jingwu Long Fist of the Subtle Realm, every punch comes with an inch of strength explosion, it's really wonderful!" ”

But Pei Xingfeng, who was in the battle, felt that it was not wonderful at all, and he was uncomfortable and wanted to die.

He had seen Xin Lin fight with people before and use this move, and he was also amazed, but only when he really faced Xin Lin would he understand how terrifying the fist technique of the subtle realm was, this wall of fist shadows was impregnable, not only difficult to break, but also every counterattack had a huge force back, which shocked his whole body numb.

This move requires extremely high explosive power, consumes a lot of force power, and coupled with Xin Lone's fist power counterattack, Pei Xingfeng can hardly continue after attacking for a few breaths.

With a bang, the spear tips and stars in the sky disappeared immediately, Pei Xingfeng was beaten back a few meters by the force of the fist, he gasped, his face was pale, his forehead was sweating, his hands had already cracked, and the blood was not stopping.

Looking at Xin Lin again, he is still light and breezy, standing casually, not to mention moving, and even he only counterattacks with his right hand from beginning to end, and his left hand behind his back, which is not too easy.

"Xin Lonely is too strong!" The audience was in an uproar.

As long as you are not blind, you can see that the difference in strength between the two is too big. I thought it was a close battle, but I didn't expect it to be like this, this is not a competition at all, but abuse!

"Do you still need to fight?" Xin asked a little boringly.

Pei Xingfeng was quite embarrassed, today he heard that Xin Lin appeared in the super energy center, and immediately set off, rushing all the way from Mingzhu City, originally wanting to use this challenge to hone his martial arts will, but the result was to bring humiliation on himself.

"Hit!"

Pei Xingfeng couldn't get off the stage, gritted his teeth, and raised his gun to attack again. There was only one thought left in his heart, he would rather be defeated by Xin Lin than admit defeat.

However, the harsh reality dealt him a heavy blow.

No matter how Pei Xingfeng attacked, a spear danced in his hand, and the two sets of guns in the melting realm flowed again, the shadow of the gun was all over the sky, and the momentum was amazing, as if there were silver dragons dancing wildly in the ring, wanting to devour Xin Lone, and like a wave crashing on the shore, trying to drown Xin Lonely, but it was useless.

Xin Lin went back and forth to meet the enemy with a right fist, and he didn't use any fancy moves, just straight punches at will, there was no discipline at all, and his left hand was behind him, which was indescribably easy and freehand.

This seems to be an ordinary right fist, but it is like an impregnable defensive wall, which makes Pei Xingfeng extremely desperate in his heart.

He could foresee that after today, he would become the laughing stock of the entire Federation.

The grasshopper shakes the tree, and it is beyond its own strength!

Pei Xingfeng's face was red and white, he was ashamed, and the more he fought, the more he regretted it, and his hands were so shocked that he was about to lose consciousness. He saw that Xin Lin still didn't move a step, and couldn't help but think that he had to let Xin Lin move no matter what, otherwise he would really be ruined.

The momentum of the gun suddenly changed, and the target of the attack shifted to Xin Lian's feet.

Seeing this, everyone shook their heads slightly, knowing that Pei Xingfeng's heart was gone, and he was completely hit by Xin Lin and lost his belief in winning.

Bang!

Xin Lone's foot finally moved, but he raised his foot and stepped on the tip of the gun. Pei Xingfeng was not surprised, as if he saw the dawn of victory, he swung the spear upwards with all his might, and found that the body of the spear seemed to have a thousand weights, he violently urged the whole body to force the spear to rise, and finally, the spear was lifted by him.

But what Pei Xingfeng never expected was that Xin Lin also got up with the gun, stepped on the tip of the gun with one foot, hugged his chest with both hands, and looked at himself condescendingly, his expression was indescribably chic and natural.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of viewers gasped at the same time.

It's incredible to stand on top of your opponent's spear while fighting!

Such a magical scene is like a freeze frame, which was quickly taken by a reporter on the sidelines, and has become one of the most classic battle photos in the history of the Earth Federation, which has been passed down for a long time, and it is also an indelible invincible image of Xin Lonely in the memory of countless earth human beings!

With the copyright of this photo alone, the journalist has earned a net worth of hundreds of millions and left it as a family heirloom for future generations.