After formulating a strategy, several people entered the state of cultivation and began to adjust themselves.

After a while, Yue Yan and the others all opened their eyes, because they had called the name of their battle.

"The Divine Beast Team is fighting against the Crazy Victory Team, all the viewers, everyone knows that the Crazy Victory Team is the top card of our Colosseum Battle Emperor level, they have already obtained the Silver Soul card, and their opponents are the genius disciples of the Fighting God Academy, which is said to be the genius of the geniuses."

"Without further ado, let's wait and see their fight, and invite both sides of the fight to the ring." The beautiful woman presided over a while of explanation, but there was always a feeling of belittling the disciples of the Doushen Academy.

This made Yue Yan and Zhang Aosen very unhappy, and secretly scolded the dog's eyes and looked down on people, and decided to let the commentator know what a slap in the face was.

As soon as the Crazy Victory team took the stage, there was a burst of cheers and screams, which shows that this team is really famous and very popular.

On the other hand, as soon as Yue Yan and the others came on the field, the spectators in the stands immediately began to talk about it.

Although Yue Yan and the others were from the Fighting God Academy, they were too young, and they did not have the ferocity and bloodthirsty murderous aura of the Crazy Victory Clan.

It's just that because of the coercion and strength of the Dou Shen Academy, they didn't mock loudly, but there are still a lot of voices questioning and discussing.

"Little brothers of the Fighting God Academy, you better go down by yourself, we people don't know the severity, you hippie and tender meat, what if we hurt you and make you cry and angry and teach us a lesson?" The seven-rank war emperor of that generation had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a national face, and his age looked like he was about twenty or thirty, but as soon as he came up, he secretly ridiculed Yue Yan and the five people.

The others suddenly turned cold, only Yue Yan said with a smile: "Old men, aunts, we young people don't know how to measure, if you accidentally break your old bones, don't rely on us for money, we are very poor." ”

"Poof." Tang Lingyue and Zhang Aosen couldn't help laughing, and Xiao Rui also followed and smirked.

"Oh, that's right, we're all sixteen or seventeen years old now, and we have a fourth-grade battle king, and the strongest is a third-grade battle emperor, I'm really ashamed." Yue Yan shook his head and said that they were not good, but as soon as he heard it, he knew that this was a sideways ridicule of the people of the Crazy Victory Clan, who were only at the level of the Battle Emperor at the age of thirty or forty.

The faces of the members of the Crazy Victory Team were all darkened, and their eyes looked at Yue Yan with a little fierce and cold.

"All ready, fight, go!"

Seeing that the atmosphere in the ring was very strange, the commentator didn't say anything more, and quickly gave the order.

"Bang!"

After hearing the word start.

The five members of the Crazy Victory Team slammed on the ground and ran towards Yue Yan's five people, leaving a footprint in the same place.

Knowing that the entire ring was surrounded by an enchantment, Yue Yan and the others had no scruples and let go of their hands and feet to fight.

They have already read the information on the information, and the face of the country, the thick eyebrows and big eyes, the seven-rank battle emperor is the captain of the crazy victory, Guo Yuan.

The two five-rank war emperors are twin brothers, Tan Yong and Tan Jian.

The Six-Rank Battle Emperor is the vice-captain of the Crazy Victory, Yu Sheng, and she is also the only woman in the Crazy Victory team.

The name of the four-rank war emperor is not yet, this battle spirit is quite weird, it is said that it is called copying, and it can copy the opponent's means and methods of attack in a short time, but if the mysteries are beyond his range, then there is no way to copy.

And Yue Yan and the others also followed their plan, Tang Lingyue against Guo Yuan, Xiao Rui against Sheng, Zhang Aosen against one of the five-rank battle emperors, and the other five-rank battle emperor was a third-grade battle emperor arranged by Xinghai for them.

This is Yue Yan, they are very helpless.

Yue Yan, who hadn't looked at him yet, had no interest in doing anything at all, the five-rank battle king! It can be said that it is nearly a realm away from him, and the gap is too big.

"You better go down by yourself, I don't want to be said by others that I am a big bully." He waved his hand impatiently.

"I should say that sentence instead." Yue Yan yawned, the Four-Rank War Emperor was not challenging for him at all, if he used the Great Creation and Great Destruction Method, even the Eight-Rank War Emperor would be able to fight, even if it was his own combat power, he could also fight with the Five-Rank War Emperor, of course, it was the kind of ordinary Five-Rank War Emperor.

"Toast, don't eat, eat and drink." Before his face turned cold, he turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of Yue Yan, without even using his combat skills, he smashed towards Yue Yan's chest with a powerful divine power.

In the face of his attack, Yue Yan did not dodge or dodge, and saw that he was about to fall on him, so he reached out and held his fist yet, and said lightly: "I advise you to use your true strength, otherwise you will lose ugly." ”

Not yet a little incredulous, he twitched the hand he was holding hard, only to feel as if he was caught in the iron hoop, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the slightest, but felt that the hand was gradually clenching, making his arm ache faintly.

He understood something, the red-haired young man who only had a four-rank battle king cultivation in front of him was not just as simple as the surface, his divine power erupted, forcing Yue Yan to let go of his hand, quickly retreated and opened the distance between him and Yue Yan, and looked at Yue Yan with some vigilance.

"That's right." Yue Yan moved his neck, and in an instant, the Yan Dragon Dragon scales covered his whole body, and his physical strength and physical strength increased several times, and his body moved, and he smashed towards Shang Mo's head with a simple single fist.

Although it was pure physical strength, he still didn't dare to make a hard connection, and even the power of the space that kept climbing cracks made his scalp numb, and he hurriedly retreated, barely dodging this punch.

"Tianshan Town!"

Before the divine power exploded, he used an emperor-level combat skill, as if a heavenly mountain appeared in the sky, although this mountain is not big, only a hundred zhang large, but when it is pressed down, it seems that the sky is falling, which makes people feel a strong sense of oppression.

"Heh, I don't know if my physical strength and divine power can break this emperor-level combat skill with one punch." Yue Yan's eyes burned with battle intent, his right hand was closed behind his back, accumulating power, and the divine power surged into his right hand, even the flames of the burning dragon scales of the Yan Dragon Dragon were a little stronger.

"Dragon Fist!" With a flash of light in his eyes, his punch actually sounded with the sound of a dragon's chant, as if a flame dragon was roaring in the sky, making people feel a sense of oppression from the dragon's power.

Yue Yan's fist collided with Tianshan and was deadlocked, Yue Yan's eyes widened, and the green tendons on his hands burst out.

"Give it to me, break!" With a roar, the strength in his hand increased a few points, and he smashed Tianshan with one punch.

Instead of continuing to pursue the somewhat sluggish yet, he fought in place, stretching out a finger to hook the yet.

"Holy Dragon Roar!"

A white holy dragon, the size of a thousand zhang, with a sturdy dragon scales and a slender body with that flexible eyes like a real holy dragon, let out the strongest roar towards Yue Yan.

He has not yet gritted his teeth and used his strongest move, this is the strongest move he can master, although it is an emperor-level combat skill, but that kind of power is close to a saint-level combat skill, and many fifth-grade war emperors have been defeated by his move.

Yue Yan's eyes flashed slightly, and he sighed softly in his heart.

"Burning Claw!"