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The 709 trend has become a three-in-one

Li Ba looked at the back of the energetic walking outside the door and shook his head gently, if this young man awakened the bloodline warrior of the Elf King's bloodline, he must have reached the ultimate awakening by now, and it is likely that he will really become the strongest warrior among all the ultimate bloodline warriors!

Invincible self-confidence, like the spirit of the stars, it's a pity...... Li Ba shook his head lightly and sighed, without this young man's bloodline awakening, who is the real strongest warrior has become a real unknown. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Pan Hongji held his chin and looked at the energy with a smile, it has always been an ordinary warrior to challenge the bloodline warrior, this is the first time that an ordinary warrior has a bloodline warrior, and it is very likely to be the ultimate awakening of the bloodline warrior said, I am waiting for you to challenge.

The top 16 of the Rookie King Conference was held much later than in the past, and people immediately flocked to this most exciting venue after lunch.

Jiuyang Style, Broken Wind, Panmengshen, Sleeping Lion King, Nameless, Dry and Clean, Burning Song, Barbarian Prince Petrit, Tiege Battle Spirit, Mountains and Rivers, Isassel!

Due to Biluo's abstention, Pan Meng entered the round of 16 by substitute.

The twelve strongest warriors of the young generation who reached the top 16, each with a huge flag erected high on the periphery of the ring, and four flags seemed to have been deliberately moved, standing quietly in the middle of the twelve flags, like a king worshiped by the courtiers.

There are no stars! Jiuyang Fenghua! Li Dongfeng!

The three ultimate bloodline warrior families, who are most likely to be the ultimate awakening, are placed in a relatively central position, and in the most central position, there is a flag that is obviously more attention-grabbing: Energetic!

More than 200,000 viewers were thrilled to see this scene, once upon a time, ordinary soldiers, let alone the top 16, even entering the top 100 were just dreams.

Today, there are four people in the top 16! Four of them are ordinary soldiers! Nearly 30 percent of the quota is reached! This is no longer a miracle that can be described by the word "miracle", nor is it a creation of history, it is completely destroying history and subverting history!

The most important thing is that there has always been a rule that only three flags are placed at the center of the rookie king competition, because of the appearance of the spirit, it has become four, and the side of the spirit is obviously more eye-catching than the other three, as if the three flags are the king, and the spirit is the emperor!

Over time, people began to appear under the banner with the name.

The thunder dragon Li appeared under Li Dongfeng's temperament, and the banner of the three-headed golden dragon fluttered vividly with the wind, making a snapping sound with the shaking of the wind, like the snort of the dragon when it woke up from sleep.

Qian Wuxing sat quietly under the battle banner of the Elven King's bloodline, and no one could tell what he was thinking from his empty face.

Jiuyang Fenghua was wearing a set of tacky golden armor, which was an extremely tacky golden suit armor, if it was worn on someone else's body, I am afraid that it would be mistaken for a nouveau riche bun who ran out of the countryside and came here to show off his wealth.

The same cheesy golden suit armor, worn on Jiuyang Fenghua's body, made her a little more heroic, and she stood there casually, like a female god of war descending from the stars!

Broken Wind sat on the ground with an unhappy face and looked at the banners of the three ultimate bloodlines: "Damn! Why? Lao Tzu is also very good at playing well, isn't it? Why are they in a better position than my flag? After fighting with me, is it okay to put up the flag?"

Pan Mengshen looked at the three flags quietly, and the corners of his lips hooked with indescribable confidence: "I hope that in today's lottery battle, I can fight against one of them." In that way, one of the three flags today will be broken and replaced with the temperament of my Panmengshen. ”

"I also want to fold one side!" Pan Mengcheng's strength skyrocketed when he entered the True Saint, and his confidence skyrocketed.

"Fold one, and then?" Broken Wind rolled his eyelids and looked at Pan Mengcheng with an excited face.

"Then ......" Pan Mengcheng saw the unhappy wind and hurriedly said: "Send the boss's banner to that position." You don't need the boss to take action to beat them. ”

The people around looked at Pan Mengcheng in surprise, what is the matter with this kid? In the face of the descendants of the three ultimate bloodline warriors, he is not afraid, but he has such an attitude towards this broken wind.

Pan Mengcheng felt everyone's questioning gaze, scratched his head with a smile, and showed a sincere smile on his face: "You don't understand, if you don't have the second boss, it's a question whether I can enter the saint now, let alone the strength of the true saint." Besides, the second boss may break through at any time, and if he breaks through to the True Saint Realm, he can easily defeat me. You don't understand, you won't understand. ”

Pan Mengcheng no longer cared about the eyes of others, but concentrated on staring at the two ordinary warriors not far away, Shan Chuan and Nameless.

In the past few days, Pan Mengcheng has heard a lot of rumors about the fighting spirit of the mountains and rivers, since he knew that the spirit is the heir of the fighting spirit of the wind and clouds, he knows that he is full of interest in the heirs of the fighting spirit of the mountains and rivers, and the descendants of the two strongest ordinary warriors, the difference in strength should not be too big, right?

And that nameless! Pan Mengcheng is even more full of curiosity, because this person is a person who is full of doubts even about his energy, and he can't even see the depth and origin of his strength, how can people not be puzzled?

The sleeping lion king is still sleeping, and even when he walked around the ring, he entered here in a state of sleepwalking, and among the people who played all the way to the top sixteen, he was the only one who did not show the strength to enter the sainthood, but no one would think that the sleeping lion king had entered the sainthood.

Jiuyang looked at Broken Wind with a resentful face, this Hydra bloodline warrior directly killed his younger brother on the first day of the Rookie King Competition, this hatred has never been forgotten these days, and he will definitely kill him to avenge his younger brother when he meets him.

Isassel stood listlessly under the flag, as the youngest contestant, although he was definitely the strongest bloodline warrior among his peers, and no one could fight against him, but when facing the other fifteen young powerhouses, his weakness of not being old enough to accumulate was exposed.

"Boy, relax and fight, isn't it good to be able to fight anything?" Broken Wind Fuji turned his head to look at Isa Cel: "You should feel happy to be able to fight against strong people, as for the ranking, do you think that when you reach their age, you will be weaker than them?"

Isassel's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Broken Wind Fuji seriously: "Boss Fuji is right. ”

"That's it, let go of the fight, you're still young and have an infinite future. Broken Wind Fuji simply lay under his own flag, full of lazy taste: "The future must belong to us people." ”

Peterlitt looked around vigilantly, in addition to being younger than Shan Chuan, he was much older than anyone here, but his strength was not much higher than them, he thought that except for the three ultimate bloodline warriors, no one was his opponent, but he never thought that the sixteenth of the newcomers of the Zhence Dynasty this time was so powerful.

Tie Ge's eyes looked at the spirit of the battle spirit with the most complicated looks, when he was in the academy that day, everyone was a first-year freshman, and he had already ranked in the top ten of the academy's hundred battle rankings, with the strength of the fighting spirit, and the opponent was just a golden fighting heart.

Now...... True Saint! It may also be the strongest True Saint of the current younger generation! Tie Ge Battle Spirit feels like he is in a dream, and it is a very absurd dream, this person who once wanted to be under his command as a servant is now even stronger than himself, the top ten bloodline warriors.

Sitting peacefully on the throne that belonged to him, he closed his eyes and continued to meditate on his fusion fighting skills, the beginning and the end.

Time passed minute by minute, and suddenly a thick bell echoed in the entire arena, and even the entire Shendu City, and the soldiers waiting under the banner were shocked at the same time!

At this moment, Qian Wuqing also appeared under the banner that belonged to him.

I haven't seen him for many days, and the aura on Qian Wuqing's body makes it more difficult to figure out his current level, and what is even more difficult to figure out is his appearance, which is full of calmness and confidence from beginning to end, and he also maintains a faint smile in the face of Qianjin's gaze, and is no longer worried about being killed by Qianjin and everyone as he did a few days ago.

"I dare to appear, naturally I have my hole cards!

Qianjin listened to Qian Wuqing's low self-muttering and frowned slightly, thinking about what hole cards this undead had to dare to appear here.

Now, it is not the only one who wants to kill Qian Wuqing, even the Snake Emperor and Li Ba have already decided that as long as Qian Wuqing dares to appear, they will kill it completely regardless of any consequences.

However, when Qian Wuqing really appeared, the moment he stood so calmly under the banner made people wonder endlessly, what did he dare to appear by?

Qian Wuqing is not a stupid person! On the contrary, he is extremely smart! The treasure thief ambushed Qianjin at night, and cast a special seal to make Qianjin have another layer of power seal, but unfortunately after Qianjin went to Aknash, he already knew how to unlock this seal, and he didn't unlock it, he just wanted to have one more seal to increase his strength.

The Rookie King Contest killed all the group opponents, so that he did not need to appear here again to advance and avoid more dangers.

Send a stand-in to appear, and the stand-in is killed and then send a stand-in to prove that he is still alive.

All of this is carried out closely one by one, and it always grasps a taste of the opportunity to gain the upper hand.

Energetic has never encountered such an opponent, and for a while he can't figure out what hole cards this undead has in his hand.

Father Qianjin looked at the high platform, the Qiancheng sitting next to the snake emperor Panhongji, since Qianjin entered the realm of the true saint, Qiancheng in the Qianjia family is almost at the point where no one dares to provoke, leading the horseman? That is still his current job, but no matter who goes to the Qianjia and sees this energetic father, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him warmly.

People who have stepped on Qiancheng in the past have directly found Qiancheng to admit their mistakes and apologize often happens, and the Qianjia feel that putting Qiancheng outside the door as a horseman may be sucking the Qianjia's face every second.

When Pan Hongji sent someone to pick up Qiancheng, Qian Zhanxuan rarely expressed his domineering for the first time, but tacitly accepted that Qiancheng was picked up by Pan Hongji.

"Qianjin, he has entered the True Saint, and he has enough power under his command to help me Zhence Dynasty exterminate countless demon clans, and it is okay to give Qiancheng to him as a gift. In my Qianzhan Xuan's opinion, as long as I can exterminate the demon race, even if I want to die, what can I do? Not to mention a mere Qiancheng? I have never been afraid of hard work, let alone his so-called power, but since he can contribute to the extermination of the demon race, then he should assume the obligation of being a warrior. ”

Qian Wu Xingchen opened his eyes and remembered Qian Zhan Xuan's words at that time, his face couldn't help but show a little anger, this family master is too brainless, it is enough to kill the demon clan with me Qian Wu Xingchen! The domineering Qian Zhan Xuan is no longer domineering enough, so let me Qian Wu Xingchen awaken the ultimate bloodline power, replace this old master who no longer has domineering, and lead the Qian family into a more prosperous and invincible era!

"This time, the rookie Wang 16 will no longer take the group winner's bracket table to arrange the opponents as in the past!" Baolong Zhence read out the new rules of the game loudly: "This time, the lottery system is adopted, and two players are drawn to play against each other! The losing side is eliminated by the number ball, and the winning side is thrown into the number box again for mixed drawing! That is to say, if someone is unlucky and may win the first game, they will have to play the second or even the third game immediately afterward." ”

"Energetic! Fight fifteen consecutive victories and show the teacher!"

In the VIP seats of the audience, Rodriguez shouted loudly for the first time under the amplification magic performed by Biluo, and the sound spread throughout the arena.

200,000 people looked at the enthusiasm at the same time, 15 consecutive victories? If the enthusiasm is drawn in the first game, then winning all the battles will really create a top record of 15 consecutive victories!

The audience was silent for a few seconds, and nearly 200,000 ordinary people were boiling, shouting loudly and neatly: "Energetic! Energetic! 15 consecutive victories, 15 consecutive victories!"

The shouts of 200,000 people formed a huge wave of momentum, and the other bloodline warriors suddenly felt an invisible pressure pressing on their bodies, even if it was 200,000 ordinary people, this number was really amazing, plus their enthusiasm......

Sitting on the throne that belonged to him, he slowly raised his arm, and his open five fingers suddenly clenched hard to the palm of his hand, making a crisp sound that exploded his ears!

In an instant, the fifteen contestants all had the same feeling at the same time, the shouts and roars of the 200,000 people, and the momentum of the 200,000 people were all held in their hands and gathered into their bodies!

In the face of enthusiasm, there is always a special feeling of facing 200,000 people at the same time.

The general trend is formed!

The older generation of strong men in the audience, seeing the performance of the energetic moment, the body shook at the same time, this enthusiasm is no longer the strong of the younger generation, but the strong man who has really stepped into the strongest class, no one will treat him as a warrior of the younger generation, he has already shaped his own general trend with this conference.

Every top powerhouse has its own potential!

Qianzhan Xuan is domineering, Li Ba is profound, Pan Hongji gives people deceit, and the momentum of the Great Demon King is invincible!

Energetic momentum, control the stars!

Every veteran powerhouse is full of surprise when he feels the momentum of the momentum, the momentum is the most difficult key step to shape, and the idea of controlling the stars has been thought about by almost every strong person in shaping the momentum.

But the stars are high above and look down on the common people, no one has ever been able to control it, everyone's fate seems to be manipulated by the stars, no matter how strong you are, you can only bow your head in front of the stars.

What kind of heart do you need to have to control the stars? Many strong men frowned, thinking that if they fought for life and death with their strength at this time, what chance would they still have?

Energetic vs Peterlett!

When the first group of battle drawers appeared, the people in the audience were boiling again, and sure enough, the first battle was really energetic!

These days, the number of energetic shots is too small, and each opponent is not strong enough, not even one opponent can block one of his fingers, and people always feel that this battle is a bit boring while admiring his strength, and they are expecting someone to let him make a few more shots.

Round of 16!

The royal family of the barbarians, the warrior of the Beamon bloodline! Now thirty-five years old, Bitlett in the stage of the real saint, after awakening, is not only in the state of Beamon, but also the golden Beamon king who is rumored to appear once in 100,000 years in the Beamon clan!

It is rumored that if anyone in the Beamon clan can break through the True Saint Stage of the Heavenly Pole Awakening and enter the invincible ultimate awakening, it must be a bloodline warrior in the state of the Golden Beamon King.

This is a prophecy and a folk rumor, when the barbarians have circulated for an unknown number of years, and even many barbarians think that it is just a legend and will never come true, Petrit really showed the state of the Golden Beamon King on the day he entered the real saint.

When he reached this state, Petrett knew that he might have supreme glory in the future, and with great excitement, he came to this rookie king competition to sweep all the bloodline warriors of the Zhence Dynasty, but he didn't expect to run into Qianjin, a powerful ordinary warrior.

Petrett maintained the demeanor of a prince and slowly walked into the ring, the warrior uniform covering his body, completely shattered and scattered under the expansion of the fighting spirit, revealing a body of extremely strong muscles, he had not yet opened his bloodline battle body, and the appearance on his chest exuded yellow-orange-orange gold, which reminded people of the rumored golden King Beamon at a glance.

The Holy Hammer in his hand! Petrit didn't dare to be careless in the face of the energy, and the Warhammer Hallows of the Inheritance Bimon clan was held in his hand, a pair of holy weapon breastplates were also buckled on his body, and even under his feet were a pair of holy weapon boots.

Everyone was shocked when they saw Bitlett, this time the barbarians really participated in this rookie king competition, and they actually took out one of the only two holy weapon suits of their barbarians, rough strength.

Boom!

The heavy metal throne fell from the sky, smashing into the ground of the ring with a muffled sound, and at the same time, it also seemed to smash into the souls of 200,000 spectators, making everyone suddenly become extremely energetic.

Sitting on the tall metal throne, he looked at Petlett, the prince of the Beamon clan opposite: "Let me stand up, even if you win." ”

Simple words!

Every time you sit on the throne of the ring these days, you must say a word, let me stand up, even if you win.

This is a sentence that makes many people sound extremely unhappy, and it can be called an arrogant word to the limit, every time I say it, but every time no one can get the energy out of the seat.

Not to mention letting him go, no one could even let him use his second arm.

This sentence again! Petrett frowned, although he didn't have much energy these days, he could hear him say this every time he went to war, and every time he heard it, there was a kind of ...... A...... Pressure!

That's right! The first time I heard it, it was very harsh, but then every time I heard it, it would become a kind of pressure, that was a kind of potential, the momentum that would only be suppressed when I faced my father when I was a child, and now it has revived in the body of Qianjin!

Now, this moment!

Petlett had never felt so oppressive! It was much more overwhelming than before.

Could it be that this is the feeling of oppression that can only be felt when you are really facing energy?

He sat like that, quiet and peaceful, his right hand slightly erected, with his elbow as a support point, his palms and five fingers bent slightly, his index finger just against his temple, and his thumb propped up near his chin, as if the demon king was waiting for a brave man to come and challenge him.

At the same time, 200,000 people had a feeling that Petrit, who had just appeared on the stage before, was a brave man who challenged the Great Demon King with great spirit, and the moment when the Great Demon King really appeared in front of this brave man......

The self-confidence of the brave collapsed without a trace in an instant, and the power of the brave disappeared completely in an instant.

Before the two sides began to fight, people could feel that the powerful brave man was so vulnerable in front of the Great Demon King.

"I'm afraid it only takes one hit, right?"

"yes, I think it's probably just one-hit material. ”

"The Beamon clan is really fragile, the strongest bloodline warrior of the younger generation, who is at least ten years older than Qianjin, can only withstand one blow......"

"It's still a question of whether we can block a blow. ”

The whispers of the crowd of 200,000 mingled like noisy flies, but Peterett could still hear the conversations.

An indescribable humiliation quickly spread through Peterlet's body.

"I, Peterlet, am the bloodline state that only exists in the rumored Golden Beamon King, and I will finally awaken and stand on the highest apex of the continent!"

"I, Petlett, will lead the barbarians to greater glory than ever before. ”

"How could I, Peterlet, lose to an ordinary person?"

"Awaken the sleeping bloodline power battle body! Rough power holy weapon suit, lend me your power! Today will be the first real step of my Peterlite's journey to glory! My glory will be completely obscured even by the light of the sun!"

Peterlett roared one after another, completely shattering and suppressing the whispers of 200,000 people, and the strong body quickly became bigger and bigger and bigger, growing layers of golden fur.

Under the sun, the golden fur seems to be really composed of gold threads, each fluff is filled with like a golden needle, if ordinary people touch it lightly, they may be pierced skin, this layer of fur is its pure natural armor, not only can pierce others, but also because of the thick fur, can reduce the impact of the other party's punch.

The three-and-a-half-meter-tall Golden Beamon King Petrit, condescendingly looked at the Qianjin, taking advantage of the physical advantage, with a fierce demeanor like a beast, he could already resist the momentum of the Qianjin, and would not feel suppressed, the huge war hammer was filled with fighting energy, blooming with a dazzling light, and he incarnated into a god who ruled the sun.

Powerful! All the young warriors standing under the ring raised their spirits and looked at Petrit in the ring, under the urging of the three holy weapons, this barbarian bloodline warrior was more powerful than everyone imagined.

The powerhouse of the peak of the real saint does not have much ability to fight in the face of Peterlet.

It's just the last line, it's the real saint!

Everyone can feel that Petrett is now a true saint on the first line, and he will become one of the strongest people by the line.

A True Saint!Petrit had never felt so powerful, and the unattainable True Saint Realm seemed to be able to touch that peak power by raising his arm a little higher.

"I need pressure, I need pressure to awaken the power of my bloodline for the next time. Petlett's eyes were red and he looked at Qianjin: "You are my best pressure! Come on! Let me see how strong you are! Let me know how powerful I am with three holy weapons in my hands!"

As soon as the sole of one of Peterett's feet left the ground, his huge body had disappeared from the spot, and he turned into a golden sun that quickly appeared in front of him.

Fast! Peterett's speed was not affected by the sheer size of his body, and with the help of a pair of hallows forged shoes, Peterett's speed was almost inferior to teleportation.

Li Ba's eyebrows raised: "It's really fast!"

Qianjin's right hand was still supporting his cheek like that, and his left arm raised and instinctively threw a punch.

Raise your hand and punch out.

It should have been as fast as lightning, so that ordinary people could not see the punch, but it made everyone see it clearly, that is, the simplest way to raise your hand and punch, the trajectory is that even ordinary people can see it clearly.

This punch is not called slow, but because of its super stability, even breaking through the shackles of time, so that everyone can see clearly.

"This is my self-created Chaos Beginning, and it's a gift for you. ”

The chaotic fighting skills were entangled with each other, rubbing against each other, and colliding with each other, forming a thick transparent fighting energy tornado, directly involving Peterlet's war hammer and his people, and then the impact explosion of the countless fighting skills on the human body suddenly sounded.

What is this? Peterett's blood-red pupils contracted again and again, and the war hammer wielded in his hand was entangled and pulled by the endless fighting spirit, and he couldn't hit the target at all, but was led around.

In the next moment, all kinds of chaotic fighting skills hit his strong body like money.

Dense, powerful, seemingly endless attacks, raining down on every inch of Peterlet's body, where the Hallows are protected or not.

Thousands of impacts, Peterlet's body smashed the magic shield that surrounded the arena, and the god who held the sun turned into a downed sun at this moment, and his golden body was covered with blood, and he hit the audience with devastating power, if the impact was really successful, it would be enough to kill all the audience.

At the same time as Broken Wind Fuji sighed, before everyone could scream, he raised his hand to move the soul domain in an instant, changing the direction of Peterlet's flight, and his body appeared next in the sky, and the target of his body was the clouds higher in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Peterlett's body rose to a height of thousands of meters, turning into a small black dot in people's sight, and many people only then realized that they might have been hit to death just now, and let out a burst of frightened screams.

"This reaction speed ......," Broken Wind shook his head and sighed.

Isacel frowned and looked at Broken Wind Fuji: "Boss Fuji, you helped this Beamon this time." ”

The surrounding audience was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, if Peterett's body hit the audience, it would be considered a defeat to leave the ring, but if it was just flying into the air, then he would not be defeated!

The strong people who have entered the sainthood all have the ability to fly, so Peterlet, who is at the peak of the real saint, can use the power of flying to prevent himself from falling to the sidelines.

"Really?" Broken Wind rolled his eyes: "Little guy, you look down on Qianqi too much." I hope that the next draw is for you to fight him, and I will lend you a bunch of defensive holy weapons to see if you can still stay awake enough under his punch. ”

Yo......

When a heavy object fell from the sky at high speed, the whistling sound of rubbing against the air first reached the ears of the young powerhouses, and then into the ears of ordinary spectators.

Everyone saw that the golden Beamon King Petrit who fell from the sky did not use the flying ability of the Holy Saint at all, but fell like a real meteor, smashing the incomparably solid ring into a huge hole, and the rubble flew in the air.

There is no flight, no roar, like a lifeless meteor falling.

The rescue team rushed into the ground and dug Petlett out of a hole dozens of meters deep, his whole body was covered with wet soil, and he completely fell into a coma, almost a few bones in his body were intact, and even the light of the holy weapon on his body had converged its brilliance, as if the violent beating just now made the holy weapon panic.

"My star......"

Isa Cel swallowed repeatedly: "This is ...... It's the strength of the energetic boss? Powerful is too much, isn't it? Petrett is a real saint!"

Broken Wind gave Isassel a blank look: "Boy, if you were Peterlitna Beamon, you should feel content. Qianjin just shot and obviously restrained his strength, otherwise that punch would not have seriously injured the person and knocked him unconscious, and it was also a very simple matter to take his life. ”

Killed Petrit in a sacristy suit with one punch?A strong man of a true saint is so fragile in the face of energy?

The young fighters present at the same time rushed to adjust the calculation of the strength of the energy, and even the old powerhouses in the audience also rethought the winning rate of the energy.

"Don't forget, boy. Broken Wind pointed at his body and raised two more fingers.

Isassel's pupils contracted suddenly, and he suddenly understood the meaning of breaking the wind, and when he sat on the throne to face the challenge of the Golden Beamon King Petrit, a true saint, there were still two seals on his body that had not been unlocked, and they had always suppressed his strength!

In an instant, Isaxel re-evaluated the strength of the cadres again, but found that they did not know what the strength of the boss of the cadres was.

Pan Hongji, Li Ba, and other veteran powerhouses looked at each other suspiciously, not surprised by the fact that they defeated the opponent with one blow, but what was really shocking was that punch!

There is a sense of chaos and disorder, and there is an irresistible feeling! It is as if everything has to return to the original point, but it is not the real original point.

What kind of fighting skill is this? Li Ba can feel that among this fighting skills, there is the ultimate fighting skill seal of the three-headed golden dragon family, and at the same time, he can also feel that there is also the Qiankun Wuji seal of the Elf King bloodline family, and there are also two kinds of fighting skill seals of the ultimate bloodline of the demon race.

Fusion of the two fighting skills to create a new fighting skill? Li Ba reluctantly twitched the corner of his lips, this kind of fighting skill is not so much an innovative fighting skill, but a hodgepodge, mixing all kinds of fighting skills, relying on his perverted strong body, not to deal with the damage to the body of a blow, directly a punch bursts out with a force that is so violent that it can destroy everything.

"Gather all the fighting skills into one punch, turn chaos into chaos?" Pan Hongji looked at the sky and the traces of the punch continued: "Amazing idea, terrible punch." It's not complete, but it's also rare! Gather all the fighting skills and play the endless power of the starry river! Beautiful!"

The old powerhouses around him quietly savored the tone of Pan Hongji, and nodded slowly after half a ring, this young man was even more terrifying than he imagined, fortunately, it seemed that his fighting endurance was not good, and if he really fought with him, he still had a better chance of winning.

"This kid ......" Li Ba was silent for a while: "If you understand the corresponding ultimate power and form a complete set of fighting skills, maybe you may really have a chance to fight against the bloodline warriors of the ultimate awakening power." ”

Pan Hongji looked at Li Ba with a smile: "Old master, although this kid is not smart, he works extremely hard. You say, can he not discover the corresponding ultimate power?"

Li Ba was slightly stunned, and then laughed as well, Qianjin is obviously not that kind of stupid, thinking about it, he should know what is going on, and Di Ran has also found the other half of the ultimate power.

"That looks like ......," Li Ba shook his head and sighed, "He didn't use all his strength." ”

Pan Hongji frowned, not to mention that he did not use all his strength in his fighting skills, he still had two seals in his body to suppress the power for cruel training, if all of them are released now, the combat power that bursts out of the energy, I am afraid that only the older generation of strong people here can fight with him, and the others are not his opponents at all, and now he is still committed to participating in the war, no longer just to hone his fighting skills, but also to help friends improve and hone together.

"What happened this night?"

Li Ba looked at Panhong in distress, although the energy before last night was strong, it still had a certain bottom line, it was just one night, and the feeling of energy was completely different.

Pan Hongji also looked puzzled and puzzled, what happened to him? He can make his motivation so strong, and he has also comprehended his own fighting skills! Although the formation method of this unique fighting skill is very brutal, and even has a strong taste of plagiarism, but after all, it is his own fighting skill!

Those who enter the holy powerhouse will begin to study their own exclusive fighting skills, but often the research of an exclusive fighting skill will take more than ten years to adjust to the formation before it can be initially formed.

It can take shape in such a short period of time, and it can also exert great power...... In addition to sighing weirdly, Panhong Machine just sighed weirdly, and I really couldn't figure out how to do it.

The 200,000 spectators were already stunned, and the powerful King of the Golden Beamon really couldn't withstand the blow of his energy, and he was almost completely beaten to death while wearing a holy weapon suit.

The other young fighters in the top 16 had different expressions, and only they knew how they felt after seeing this blow.

Sitting on the metal throne, he looked at the position of the lottery without moving, and said lightly: "Please continue to draw." ”

Only then did everyone realize that this young strong man who had entered the True Saint had no intention of leaving the ring at all, as if he really wanted to cater to everyone's requirements and fight a fifteen-game winning streak to show everyone.

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