With the elimination of several other teammates, there are now only two strong offensive players and one control player who can protect themselves.

Oscar can finally fight with Xia Ling without worries, which is also the purpose of his registration for the competition.

As for whether you can win or not?

He doesn't care about that, he only cares about whether he can fight and who he can fight against.

"Don't you give up yet?" Xia Ling looked at the two who pounced on him again and sighed.

In the next second, the three people who were also good at hand-to-hand combat collided together.

For Oscar, this is a truly hearty battle.

Fist to the flesh, a feast that belongs to a real macho man.

With the assistance of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, Oscar showed all his skills, and all kinds of martial arts techniques of various sects and sects were exhausted.

But in comparison, Dai Mubai felt very depressed.

He doesn't have as many means as Oscar, and fighting Xia Ling can be said to be all instinct. From time to time, a punch or two can make him hurt for a long time.

As time passed, Oscar became more and more popular, and simply stopped using martial arts skills, and only used simple martial arts moves to compete with Xia Ling for physical strength.

Slowly, Oscar's skin became red, his body surface became hot, and the blood ran wildly in his body with his moves, and even a trace of blood-red smoke came out of his body.

Soon, this trace of blood-red smoke gradually became thick and solidified, forming a column of air like a tornado that soared into the sky.

"Hah!"

At one point, Oscar jerked out his palms and stood in place with a loud shout.

The blood-red pillar of qi on his body also disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Oscar broke through, and after fighting with Xia Ling with pure physical strength for hundreds of moves, Oscar successfully broke through to the second weight of the martial arts golden body - the realm of blood and wolf smoke.

Oscar, who has mastered the blood and blood, is as heavy as lead and mercury in his body at this time, and his qi and blood are incomparably strong, and he can induce the release of blood and qi with every move, and his combat power has directly doubled.

"I lost."

After the breakthrough, Oscar bowed to the audience and both teammates at the same time, and walked off the fighting stage by himself.

He knew that it was just the boss who saw that he was about to break through and fed him tricks.

With the strength of his boss, even with the assistance of Tang San and Dai Mubai, he would not be able to make ten moves at all.

Xia Ling nodded to Oscar, and at the same time tilted his head to stare at Dai Mubai, whose face was uncertain.

"Dai Shao, it's time to finish."

"I haven't lost yet!"

Dai Mubai roared angrily, and used his remaining soul power to open the White Tiger Talisman Barrier again, and pounced towards his opponent.

But he was not Xia Ling's opponent with Ning Rongrong's buff before, so what was the use of it now?

A standard Japanese-shaped punch broke through his white tiger barrier and hit him firmly in the stomach.

"Boom!"

Dai Mubai's body bent into a bow and flew out upside down, smashing into the audience with a muffled sound.

"I'm informing you, not asking for your opinion." Xia Ling slowly withdrew his arm and looked at Tang San in the distance, "Now, it's just you and me...... Two of them. ”

Since Oscar gave up his martial arts skills, he simply withdrew the Blue Silver Grass, sat down cross-legged directly around the Fighting Spirit Stage, and began to recover the soul power he had used before.

There was no suspense in this battle, but he still wanted to see the gap between himself and Xia Ling.

......

Long before the second round of attack and defense was launched, the master of the VIP room had a strange brilliance in his eyes when he saw Zhu Zhuqing's strange figure.

After seeing Oscar complete the breakthrough of the martial arts golden body and admit defeat and step down on his own, he who has always been paralyzed showed indescribable heat in his eyes, and pinched the windowsill under the crystal glass fiercely.

It would be nice if these children were their own disciples!

Such a bizarre self-created soul technique! Such a strong physical fitness! Such a rare fighting skill!

Even stronger than his registered disciple Tang San!

Certain!

You will definitely be able to test the theory you envisioned!

......

Tang San in the distance stood up from the ground, and at this time he had already recovered his peak combat power.

"Take out all your unique skills, and let me see how good you are now." Xia Ling did not rush to attack, and stood proudly in place with his arms crossed.

"Be careful."

Tang San was not pretentious, and the Eight Spider Spears came out from behind his eyes. His eyes were suddenly covered with a touch of purple, and his jade-colored hands directly touched the bright moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges on his waist.

With the flickering of his hands, clusters of hidden weapons were touched by Tang San at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time, they were quickly launched.

Money darts, piercing nails, locust stones, lancets......

A lot of metal products were sprinkled by him crazily, which is the technique in the hidden weapon, the goddess scattering flowers.

Under the precise guidance of the Purple Pole Demon Pupil, every hidden weapon seemed to be equipped with radar positioning, and went straight to the various acupuncture points on Xia Ling's body.

The corners of Xia Ling's mouth hooked up with a smile.

Hidden weapons?

Coincidentally, it's not, he's familiar with this thing.

I saw his hands dancing wildly, so fast that he left an afterimage in the air, and relying on the lock of his divine sense, he directly took all the hidden weapons that came one after another in his hand, and then quickly put them into the storage ring.

At the same time as the secret weapon came with the sky, there was also Tang San.

The ghost shadow unfolded, and Tang San quickly narrowed the distance between the two with a strange and fluttering attitude.

In the process of moving, Tang San's hands still did not stop, like a butterfly wearing flowers, or flicking, flying out one cold light after another.

Countless hidden weapons are flying all over the sky, blooming with their own brilliance in dazzling techniques.

Tang San's actions made the audience in the audience, even the VIPs in the VIP room with straight eyes, staring at the center of the arena meticulously, for fear that they would miss the slightest wonderful moment.

The technique of projecting objects like this can be called art, and the Douluo people, who have only relied on martial spirits for tens of thousands of years, have never seen this, and they are fascinated by it for a while.

Zao Wou-ki, who was eating the food prepared by the organizers, saw this scene in front of him, and immediately choked, and hurriedly poured a few sips of fine wine into his stomach.

This experience is familiar!

Tang San's kid's hidden weapons are all strange, and the flight path is extremely weird, it is really too difficult to dodge them all, let alone catch them all like this little monster on the stage.

This reflex and hand speed are simply too strong.

"Give it back to you!"

Xia Ling had never practiced any hidden weapon techniques such as the Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers, and threw back one dart and knife after another like stones with brute force.

Although it is littered, how amazing is the arm strength of the summer spirit?

Such a powerful and heavy pack and throw it back, it is also a scratch to the wound, touch the handicap.

Tang San didn't dare to slack off, and the crane captured the dragon, cautiously leading this large pile of dangerous goods aside, and at the same time took out a huge casting hammer from the storage bag.

Haotian Hammer definitely couldn't show it at this time, so he had to retreat to the second.

Yo? Want to fight with yourself?

Okay, young man, then I'll grant you that wish.