The viewing platform composed of spiritual power around the ring spread outward for several kilometers, and in the early morning, countless young people gathered here.

The son of miracles fought against Du Kunyi of the Martial Arts Palace, which detonated the young generation of the Federation, and everyone was hotly discussed, some people thought that the son of miracles was kicked in the head, and this kind of unequal invitation to fight could be completely refused, and countless fans thought that this was a kind of charm and courage, but now it has long been a foregone conclusion,

Everyone is watching and looking forward to this fight.

A person who was born in cloth, but won the first place in the spiritual department of Yanhuang University, repeatedly created miracles, and faintly became the guide of the younger generation.

Another family is from the martial arts palace of the Federation, which has been inherited to this day, and has made a great name in the Federation.

And the spectator seat is even more lively, many young people are fighting for various opinions, and there are many speculators who directly open the gambling plate on the spectator seat.

"Senior brother, are you sure this time?" A young man dressed in green clothes and wearing a bronze crown stood proudly below, and the confidence that penetrated into the bone marrow showed incomparable light through his eyes.

"Don't worry, this time Uncle Bao Hui has united several powerhouses, no matter who the man in white is, as long as he appears here, he will definitely go and never return," the other man with a carved dragon arm opened his eyes and said,

Du Kunyi thought of that magic weapon and Uncle Bao Hui's strength, and he also put his mind at ease, and said with a cold light in his eyes, "Dare to kill my brother, threaten the Du family, and catch you this time." You will regret coming into this world,"

"Quick fix. Don't leave a chance for the Miracle Child," the dragon-patterned man didn't wrinkle slightly when he saw this. "No matter what, don't make a fuss,"

Kun Yi in his eyes, the qualifications are indeed very good, but he inherited Uncle Bao Hui's ruthlessness, in his opinion, this competition is not necessarily a good thing for Kun Yi, sometimes excessive self-confidence will also overwhelm everything. The martial arts of the Martial Arts Palace are known for their domineering, and the requirements for the mood are not high, what they pay attention to is to break the ingenuity with strength, break everything with strength, and make rapid progress in the early stage, but it is not easy to win the peak, in the eyes of the dragon man, this is not the strongest point of the Martial Arts Palace, but it is not a shackle,

"Don't worry. Senior brother," Du Kunyi said indifferently, really speaking, he also had to thank the Miracle Son. Although the focus this time was on the man in white, it was a rare opportunity for him, a chance to make a name for himself throughout the Federation. Since the Martial Dao Palace has put on such a formation, it naturally has sufficient preparation and certainty of victory. The copper-crowned man remembered that he had blessed his meridians with secret medicine, which could greatly increase the toughness of his meridians. In a short period of time, he entered the subtlety, and as for the son of miracles, he did not put it in his eyes,

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At 9:50 a.m. on August 27, 2471 in the galaxy calendar, Du Kunyi was dressed in a cyan robe with silver dark stripes on his back, carrying his hands, falling from the sky, his long hair fluttering in the wind, indescribably chic and confident, but the slightly trembling hands showed that his heart was not calm,

"Du Kunyi, shameless villain, get out," I don't know who shouted from the spectator seat, and then countless young people followed, and countless shouts gathered together and turned into monstrous waves, stirring up ripples on the spiritual enchantment,

The pouring drink below made the face of an old man in Tsing Yi outside the spectator seat condense,

"It seems that the reputation of the Martial Arts Palace is really not good," the other old man next to him smashed his mouth and said with a smile,

"The result decides everything, and the reputation of the Martial Arts Palace is won by strength," the old man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly,

Du Kunyi's heart was even colder, and even the incomparably boiling blood was cold,

"Success and defeat, Du Kunyi, as long as you defeat the Miracle Son today, you are a star, as long as you defeat the Miracle Son today and win a huge reputation for the Martial Arts Palace, the Martial Arts Palace will definitely do its best to cultivate you, Du Kunyi, today is the day you rise," Du Kunyi stood in the ring with his fists clenched, telling himself over and over again in his heart, using it to suppress the anger that was extremely angry.

"Du Kunyi, shameless villain, get out," Shui Yihan, dressed in red, sat on the spectator seat and shouted with the crowd, Leng Rou on the side shook her head helplessly when she saw this,

"This guy is really talented, he can even bear it, but your brother's popularity is not weak, if you want me to say go directly to be a big star," Shui Yihan excitedly said to the cold judo beside him, "Qi and blood are like rainbows, and the strength of the body is afraid that it is not inferior to you and me, can your brother win this time?" ”

"Don't you have the answer in your heart, and you still ask me," Leng Rou looked at this child-like roommate with a smile,

"Aren't I afraid that your brother will be hit, the Martial Arts Palace is indeed unique, and the 22-year-old access micro-powerhouse is indeed amazing," Shui Yihan looked at the bloody Du Kunyi in the ring and said, "However, your brother is five years younger than him, and with your brother's progress speed, I am afraid that he would have already thrown him out a few streets at that time,"

"There is no fairness in this world, even if there is no Du Kunyi, there will be Li Kunyi and Wang Kunyi in the future...... Which strong man didn't grow up in failure and setbacks, and being trained at the beginning stage is not necessarily a bad thing for Wushuang," said coldly, and then she remembered the magic of her younger brother, but she still shook her head in her heart, in just a few days, even if she is a genius, it is impossible to advance to a big level, the man in the ring, she is not necessarily her opponent by virtue of her flesh alone,

"You can see it, but you cheapened the crazy people in the Martial Arts Palace, and let them borrow your brother to elevate themselves in vain." Shui Yihan glanced at him and said,

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"It's a pleasure to be here for you to broadcast live, don't be surprised, the scene below that is comparable to the top concert of the Federation is the scene of this competition, and now there are still ten minutes before the competition, and one of our protagonists today has been in the ring," the beautiful reporter Peng Yuling stood in front of the camera in a white women's suit and said playfully, since she seized the opportunity to report on the miracle child in the re-examination of Yanhuang University last time, her popularity has soared, this time she applied for a special report, and invited three judges,

"Today, we have invited Mr. Zhu Cai, the honorary vice president of the Eastern Illusion Provincial Spiritual Teacher Association. Mr. Han Rongbang, vice president of the Donghuan Provincial Martial Arts Association, and Mr. Zhuang Dianwei, director of the Ling Tian Martial Arts Hall. As the judge and judge of this competition, let me interview the three gentlemen. And hear what they have to say,"

"Mr. Zhu, what is your judgment on the outcome of this competition?"

"Victory is not arrogant or defeated, this is a kind of experience for both of them, I think they will learn a lot from it......" The beautiful reporter Peng Yuling was obviously dissatisfied with this tacit answer, and after asking several times in a row and not getting the answer she wanted, the microphone of the beautiful reporter turned to Mr. Han Rongbang,

"After all, the competition in the ring is about strength. I believe that this competition will allow the Miracle Child to learn more experience and lessons from failure,"

"Why did Master Han think that the Miracle Child would fail? You must know that some time ago, the son of miracles was a viscount of the Septic clan on Mars," the beautiful reporter Peng Yuling's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she asked,

"The Viscount of the Septic Blood Clan just relies on the advantages of weapons, it does not mean that the strength has reached this, on the other hand, Du Kun's righteousness and blood in the ring are like a rainbow, I am afraid that he is only one step away from entering the details, and he will not make ten moves. The son of miracles will be defeated," Han Rongbang, who was dressed in white, said in a firm tone, he was originally born in the Martial Arts Palace, how could he not support it.

Han Rongbang's words made countless young people who were guarding the Internet and TV scolded, and in just ten seconds, the post of the miracle son cursing Han Rongbang exceeded 100,000.

The beautiful reporter nodded with satisfaction when she heard this, "Does Mr. Zhuang think so too?" ”

"I believe that the child of miracles will be able to work miracles again." Zhuang Dianwei said with a smile, as the director of the Ling Tianwu Pavilion. Yesterday's entry and exit records scared him, 22 times the gravity room, this time I'm afraid that the miracle child will surprise everyone again,

The beautiful reporter's eyebrows were about to fly when she heard this, she conducted strict data analysis before the game, and she even got the physical test data of the miracle son Yanhuang University re-examination through the channel, from which aspect, the miracle son has no chance of winning, she will not let go of this opportunity, and asked several questions in a row,

"Today's protagonist has finally arrived, and the calm footsteps and momentum exude a monstrous self-confidence, can the child of miracles create miracles again? Let's wait and see......"

"Wow, this ...... Does a bright head shape indicate brightness and completeness? The beautiful reporter covered her cherry mouth with her hands, did not hide the surprise in her heart, and said incoherently, maybe it is her imperfect language that makes people happy!

Qin Wushuang was dressed in white, bareheaded, stepping into the sky from the sky, that kind of steadyness, that kind of bearing made countless martial artists who were watching the battle nod, millions of people just exuded a life energy field that ordinary people were afraid that they couldn't bear it,

"This hairstyle is so handsome, this is the child of miracles,"

"He is worthy of being a miracle child, and with this bearing alone, he will become a great weapon,"

"No weapons, no drugs, no injuries to the other side in the battle, as long as one side admits defeat, the other side must stop immediately......"

"Don't say that I bullied you, I'll let you make three moves, as long as you can let me leave the place, even if you win this competition," Du Kunyi looked at the son of miracles in front of him and said coldly, just now he used the technique of qi and blood to investigate, although the other party is strong, but there is still a distance compared to him, as for the other party's spiritual power that has not yet broken through to the realm of knowing the sea, he really cares about it,

"Let me make three moves, just rely on you, worthy," Qin Wushuang said coldly,

On the spectator seat, many warriors were shocked, and felt the confident and restrained edge of the son of miracles, forcing people in silence, like a dormant dragon, fighting in the wild,

"Ten moves, I will defeat you," Du Kunyi's eyes were cold, and a fierce aura emanated from his body, and the huge blood qi seemed to make the surrounding air begin to condense, Du Kunyi's legs bowed slightly, and he posed in the martial arts palace bully fist start-up style, pointing at Qin Wushuang, one step, rushing straight forward,

Qin Wushuang looked at Du Kunyi, who was approaching quickly, with one hand in the air, and the two loops in the air formed a villain with clear eyebrows,

"Go,"

On the huge projection outside the ring, you can clearly see a bright point of light forming in the villain's abdomen.

"It's ...... This is the second layer of the Deception Method, and it's incredible,"

"How is it possible, this, many fifth-level spiritual masters can't use it,"

This made the face of the dragon-patterned man in the outside world change, "It seems that this battle is not as easy as imagined, but Kun Yi can win after the subtlety,"

"Carving insect technique," Du Kunyi felt the invisible air fluctuations in front of him, snorted coldly, his right fist was congested, and at the moment of approaching, he punched forward violently,

Then he shook suddenly, snorted, held back the blood that reached his mouth, and took a few steps back, and then his whole body was shocked, his arms were bloodshot, and he punched forward again.

With a loud bang, Du Kunyi took three steps back again, and looked at the invisible villain who came again in horror.

"Such a strong defense, the Hegemony Method is worthy of being a peerless method of the famous Federation," many people stared at the spiritual villain on the screen who had dimmed a few points and sighed,

Du Kunyi took a sharp breath, and nearly 300 acupuncture points in his body shook at the same time, and his bones creaked, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder,

"The dragon dominates the world," only heard a loud roar, and the fist speed was so fast that only the shadow of the fist could be seen,

"Explosion," I heard a loud bang, and a silent spiritual storm exploded in the middle of the ring, Du Kunyi's whole person was thrown away for several meters, the copper crown fell, the green clothes were damaged, and a long string of bright red blood flew up and splashed far away.

"But that's it," Qin Wushuang said, with a mockery in his calm, (to be continued......)