Pang Yan, the newcomer of the strength of the last Four Seas Brawl, maintained a complete victory in the rookie competition, stood out in the Four Seas Brawl Conference where the strong gathered, and eliminated the North Sea seed players as a dark horse, although he lost to the genius and ruthless man of the South China Sea in the competition, but his tough and domineering style of means still left a deep impression on many people, as one of the few newcomers and strong people in the West Sea in recent years, it has attracted the attention of various snobbery in the West Sea.

When Bei Muhao called out Pang Yan's name, Mo Yuanping couldn't help but be surprised, but he could only sigh helplessly, it was said that Pang Yan was not in the West Sea, why did he come back suddenly.

Even if Bei Muhao doesn't choose Pang Yan, the next Morey will have to face it. Bei Muhao's strength, he knows it clearly, this time, the winner has been divided.

Bei Muhao walked into the ring a little slowly, and under the gaze of the audience, he was indescribably uncomfortable, and the crowd on Lanyu Island immediately stood up and gave warm cheers.

"Lanyu Island will win...... Haozi will win...... Dry explosion of his ......"

On the side of Lusen Island, Pang Yan ignored Bei Muhao and turned his back to Lanyu Island, enjoying the attention and cheers on the field.

"The second game, the game begins!"

The two sides looked at each other, and they became nervous on the side of Lanyu Island angrily.

"Hehe, let's shoot!"

The corners of Pang Yan's mouth rose, revealing a very disdainful expression, dealing with this kind of small fish and shrimp!

Bei Muhao formed a fist with his palms, and his momentum rose sharply, he already knew Pang Yan's reputation, but he liked the strong, this battle was not only for Lanyu Island, but also for his burning bloody fighting spirit. Martial arts to martial arts, what you want is stimulation.

The Luobei clan has completely inherited the ancient martial arts, and it is worthy of the ancestors, but the ancient martial arts are very different from today's techniques, and they have undergone great changes in quality.

As a disciple of the Luobei clan, and the leader of the younger generation of the Luobei martial arts department, he is under heavier pressure than Morey, no way, who makes the younger generation not love martial arts and spells, the long-standing traditional strength of the clan has declined, maybe only he can persevere, although he is extremely hard, but he still has not reached the basic level of martial cultivation, and cultivated the domineering spirit of martial arts!.

"Kill!"

A thin layer of dust exploded violently under his feet, and Bei Muhao's fist walked in a straight line, directly blasting at Pang Yan, who looked leisurely, Pang Yan did not dodge or dodge, and did not make any moves.

In the audience, one by one, their eyes widened and they stared in surprise.

"Pretend, tell you to pretend, Haozi's fist is not vegetarian, dry explosion you ......"

Off the field, Morey couldn't help but think about it, even if he was the first day of Luobei now, but Bei Muhao's fist once beat him to cry his father and mother, and he was bruised.

The fist style is imminent, Pang Yan is still unhurried, and he makes a fist with one hand, and he wants to fight directly with Bei Muhao.

"Boom~"

In the ring, the two stared at each other and remained motionless.

Pang Yan's expression trembled, and he only felt a slight ripple in the soul sea, but it was calm again in less than a moment.

"Yes, it's a bit interesting, this group of things on Lanyu Island is also worth taking seriously"

Pang Yan didn't want to delay, boring game, if Ran Hongtian hadn't ordered him to come back, he would have already landed on the mainland at this time.

Pang Yan exerted his strength violently, the blazing martial arts domineering spirit exploded instantly, and the gap opened up instantly, taking advantage of Bei Muhao's momentary trance, with lightning speed, a punch burst out, Bei Muhao only felt that his chest sank, and something in his throat surged up, forced him to hold back, took a step back, and stared cautiously at the guy in front of him.

"Hurry up, boy!"

The honor of the family, the victory of the clan, and the raging fire in his chest all drove him to fight!

"Kill"

Leaping into the air, with a rolling wave of air, surging in.

Pang Yan smiled faintly, put away the previous laziness, and the surroundings of his body fluctuated uneasily, the space was blurred for a while, and he also jumped up, and the two people actually opposed each other in mid-air, looking from a distance, Bei Muhao turned into a fierce tiger, gathering the aura of heaven and earth, and taking the path of nature, while Pang Yan was a real self-strength, relying on martial arts domineering to evolve into a fierce dragon.

The dragon and tiger collide, the wind is surging, the aura and the domineering fierce confrontation, if anyone shakes the slightest, it is bound to be swept away by the tiger.

Bei Muhao was sweating profusely, his mental power was seriously depleted, and he was a little timid when he saw that Pang Yan was still expressionless.

Under the stage, Mo Yuanping couldn't help but clench his fists, the gap in strength could not be made up, and he just begged Bei Muhao to retreat.

Ran Hongtian was leisurely, the first game let the other party pick up a bargain, this time, he wanted to take it back.

"Pang Yan, what are you waiting for! Kill him!"

Ran Hongtian's voice reached Pang Yan's ears, he smiled, and Pang Yan shouted.

"It's over!"

Jiaolong went out to sea, two sharp claws suddenly grabbed the neck of the fierce tiger, Bei Muhao couldn't hold back in an instant, a mouthful of blood, fell from the air, and barely stood up, but Pang Yan had already moved in front of Bei Muhao in an instant, with one palm into a blade, a cold light, Bei Muhao had no time to dodge, watching Pang Yan's hand blade slash across his body, the world quieted down, and two tears couldn't help but fall.

"In the second game, Green Forest Island Pang Yan won!"

The people on Lanyu Island hurriedly carried Bei Muhao down and hurriedly rescued him.

In the third game, Ran Kun of Green Forest Island, played against Morey of Lanyu Island.

This moment brought the atmosphere of the audience to the peak, shouting to blow up the shed!

For Lanyu Island, Ran Kun, a name that is no longer familiar, Ran Hongtian's only son, the future owner of Lusen Island, is also a potential newcomer in the last Four Seas Brawl.

Morey, known as the first little genius on Lanyu Island, is a three-system art cultivator, and the background identity is not so important.

Originally, Ran Hongtian's plan was for Pang Yan to face Morey, but he didn't expect the first gutter to capsize, but this is fine, after privately explaining that Ran Kun did not leave a living mouth and secretly handed him a thing, Ran Kun stepped into the ring in endless shouts and cheers.

Morey looked at the dying Bei Muhao in the audience, the previous arrogance and domineering were completely gone, and he looked at the stairs that were only about ten steps. It felt as if it was tens of thousands of feet tall. Moving to the ring step by step, Mo Yuanping dragged Morey with one hand.

"A man must be responsible! My Luobei clan will not leave a bad race! Morey, what is the training of my Luobei clan?"

"The tiger roars in all directions, and the man can't go back!"

"Okay, in the entire Lanyu Island, all the Luobei clans are watching you!"

"Lanyu Island must win, Morey must win......"

Morey touched his chest, and then looked at the Lanyu Island people who were shouting for him in the stands, a wildfire suddenly ignited in his heart, and his blood slowly boiled, and somehow a man's hoarse voice sounded in his ears, "The desolate north is endless, the desolate north is endless!"

Jumping into the ring in one step, enjoying the gaze of ten thousand people, he, Morey, was standing here on the first day of Luobei.