Chapter Ninety-Two: Not Hurtful
According to past data, even if there is an accident, there is only one of the top eight players who does not belong to one of the nine monsters of Nanyue.
Moreover, such accidents, for hundreds of years, have not added up to more than ten times.
But today, among the top eight, only five of the nine monsters in Nanyue are accounted for!
Two of them were killed by Xu Ling!
The most terrifying thing is that among the nine monsters in Nanyue, Ma Tianyu, who ranked fourth, was also defeated by Xu Ling.
Next, if you want to compete for the first place, you will have to go through three rounds of the most intense qualifiers.
There is no doubt that Wang Xu Ling, who is the most prominent dark horse newcomer in hundreds of years this year, has been arranged clearly.
In the quarterfinals, semi-finals and finals, as long as Xu Ling can continue to win, then what he will face must be the top three of the Nanyue Nine Monsters!
In other words, if he wants to win this first place, Xu Ling can be regarded as completely on the same page as Yaoying Academy.
In other words, Shaohua College and Yaoying College are on the bar.
This is undoubtedly a very embarrassing situation for Shaohua College.
On the one hand, they naturally hope that Xu Ling can go all the way to the end and win the final championship.
But on the other hand, I was afraid of losing the face of Yaoying Academy.
Having offended a super-first-class college that has the strength to impact the top academy, I am afraid that Shaohua College will also be a little sad in the future.
Even Deng Wei is a little difficult to ride a tiger at this time.
If that old thing is here to fight, then there's nothing to be afraid of.
But this old immortal is still playing hide and seek here, which makes Deng Wei feel a lot of pressure, and he can't bear the "concerned greetings" of those "old friends" of Yaoying Academy.
"These dog things, they can't already enter the extraordinary, right?" Deng Wei wiped his sweat without a trace, and secretly guessed in his heart.
Finally, the list of matches for the quarterfinals has been released.
Four sets of eye-catching data were presented on the giant screen, and Deng Wei immediately set his eyes on one of them.
Wang Xuling, a newcomer from Shaohua Academy, won the third place against Yaoying Academy, He Xuguo!
"Sure enough!"
Although he had already guessed, Deng Wei couldn't help but exclaim.
"Little fat man, just let it go and fight, I don't believe it, if it really comes to the finals, the old immortal won't show up yet!"
The No. 2 ring is tens of meters high and thousands of square meters large.
This round is limited to half an hour.
Not only does it give both sides enough room to show their tools, but it also creates the best delaying tactics for players who are good at speed.
It was precisely because he saw the changes in this round of live iron ring that Xu Ling suddenly had a countermeasure.
Grind!
Xu Ling decided, and this round was won with speed.
He wants to consume He Xuguo alive.
As long as he survives for half an hour, his physical strength beats He Xuguo, and he can advance to the semifinals at the lowest cost.
Before facing Ning Que, Xu Ling didn't want to expose the few hole cards he had left.
Otherwise, there is a huge disparity in strength, and the bottom is found out, so he really has no chance of winning.
As the countdown ended, the two sides broke out for the first time.
"Open the pulse!"
He Xuguo let out a loud shout, and a prominent vein about eighteen centimeters long that emitted a gray-brown light appeared on his neck.
It is even longer than Xu Ling's protruding muscles!
It won't be the third-ranked super genius of the Nine Monsters of Nanyue.
It seems that this time the dark horse newcomer Wang has really met a strong rival.
Feeling the oppression of the domineering aura brought about by He Xuguo's full-scale outbreak, Xu Ling was also unprecedentedly dignified.
He had no doubt that if Cao Yuzhu ran into this guy, he might not be able to survive thirty rounds.
Even if Ma Tianyu, whose strength also surpassed 2.8 in the battle just now, Xu Ling didn't feel so much pressure.
If it is tough, Xu Ling absolutely believes that He Xuguo can 100% burst out with a terrifying combat power comparable to 2.9.
And this is naturally not what Xu Ling wants to see.
Because after winning this game, his opponent must be Miao Beina, who has a real strength of 2.9!
Xu Ling, who also entered the combat state, did not turn on the anger mode.
The aura is only comparable to Xu Ling between 2.3 and 2.4, which is obviously a lot weaker than He Xuguo.
"Fat burning!"
Xu Ling stuffed a large piece of butter into his mouth, and after swallowing it quickly, the cells in his whole body boiled rapidly, and the fat on his body also squirmed in an instant, and finally all gathered on his legs.
Doughnut-shaped muscle balls surrounded Xu Ling's legs, flushed red, pulsing up and down at great speed, and constantly emitting bursts of steaming white mist.
This is not the fat-burning butter that An Meiran gave to Xu Ling, but the best butter borrowed by the old man.
The same is 300 grams.
Last time, Xu Ling had to deliberately control the escape of energy.
And now, there is no need.
Shout!
With a sudden force on his legs, Xu Ling shot out like an arrow off the string, and the speed broke through twenty meters per second in an instant, heading straight for He Xuguo.
"It's ...... Suicide attacks? ”
"The dark horse rookie king doesn't seem to be desperate as soon as he comes up?"
"It's estimated that the strategic abandonment is ......"
"That's right, it's already an unprecedented miracle to be in the top ten."
"Although You Rong, it's a pity that this year's quarterfinals are completely wasted."
……
Regarding Xu Ling's attack that did not follow the routine at all, the barrage wall once again set off a heated discussion.
The four groups of opponents in the quarterfinals, the remaining three groups, are Miao Beina and Ma Tianzhou in the Nine Monsters of Southern Guangdong, against opponents outside the top ten.
The ending speaks for itself.
It can be said that there is no suspense and no sight.
As for the last group, it is even more outrageous.
Ning Que vs. Cheng Xiao!
Tieliu Academy is also considered to have fallen into blood mold.
Finally, there is still a newcomer left, and Wang squeezed into the quarterfinals.
The result was good, and he directly faced Ning Que, the king of newcomers.
What to fight?
Cheng Xiao did not take the initiative to admit defeat, which is already commendable.
The only thing that is a little interesting is undoubtedly the pair of Xu Ling and He Xuguo.
But Xu Ling was like a deflated ball, and he took the initiative to charge He Xuguo without breaking out with all his strength.
No one could understand what kind of medicine was sold in Xu Ling's gourd.
Surprise and surprise?
Don't make a fuss!
In the face of absolute strength, this is undoubtedly a clown act, which is extremely ridiculous.
Even the party He Xuguo was a little confused, and couldn't understand why Xu Ling took the initiative to "send him to death".
"Fat burning!"
Doubts are doubts, but He Guoxu didn't mean to despise Xu Ling at all.
If you can break into the quarterfinals by just relying on luck, this nonsense is a fool, he He Guoxu is not a fool.
He Guoxu, who also turned on the fat-burning mode, his breath was even more terrifying.
It's kind of going to touch the 2.9 smell.
"Bone Fist!"
Faced with He Guoxu's terrifying aura, Xu Ling did not have the slightest fear and took the initiative to punch.
He Guoxu was not polite at all, the fat quickly condensed on his right fist, and the use of the fat flow shield seemed to be more skilled than Xu Ling!
Bang!
The imaginary earth-shattering collision did not materialize.
At the last moment, Xu Ling retracted his strength in time, and with the help of the slight shock force from He Guoxu's fist, the whole person took two or three steps backwards.
In the process of retreating, Xu Ling kept adjusting the balance of his body, and suddenly his shoulders shook violently, and finally he turned around gorgeously.
Then, the body leaned nearly forty degrees to the left, and the buttocks twisted.
A seamless pendulum bend appeared.
Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Xu Ling, who was thousands of catties of tonnage, didn't know when he had gone around behind He Guoxu.
"Bone Fist!"
This time, Xu Ling punched out with both fists, and the speed was also extremely fast.
Bang bang!
Two punches hit, but the sound was still not loud.
One is that Xu Ling didn't use all his strength, and the other is that Xu Ling didn't think that he could hit He Guoxu hard in this way.
After easily hitting the target, Xu Ling once again retreated with the help of the power of the shock, turned around, and circled.
In this way, again and again, Xu Ling, with his amazing speed, kept going around behind He Guoxu and hammered on the opponent's back painlessly.
He Guoxu, who is also in a fat-burning state, only strengthens his strength, but the increase in speed is minimal.
This is also a common problem of all myotherapy.
With their huge size and exaggerated weight, they are destined to fail to become a physical cultivator who is good at speed.
Although He Guoxu's weight is only more than six hundred pounds, far less than Xu Ling, it is enough to affect his movement speed.
If it is a tough one, He Guoxu has enough confidence to hammer Xu Ling.
It's just that this super fat man with terrifying tonnage is more agile than a rabbit when he runs.
This is very unscientific.
But the reality is in front of us, and people have to be convinced.
What's even more outrageous is that Xu Ling is running faster and faster, and his instantaneous speed is about to break through twenty-five meters per second!
I'm afraid that if you change to a bone cultivator with a physical fitness ratio of 3.0 and is good at speed, you can't run as fast as this big fat man, right?
Nearly three minutes into the game, Xu Ling tirelessly walked around behind He Guoxu again and again, and from time to time gave the opponent two punches, split two palms, or kicked a few times.
Several times, Xu Ling almost kicked He Guoxu's big buttocks, so angry that the latter almost jumped up.
"Monkey! Will you hide? It's kind of fighting with me! ”
He Guoxu couldn't bear it anymore, he roared, and his fists swung wildly, but he didn't even touch Xu Ling's clothes.
Hearing this, Xu Ling was not angry, and let He Guoxu scold.
If you don't provoke the other party, how can you make him quickly enlarge his moves? He doesn't make big moves, and in the end the consumption is smaller than himself, so what's the matter?
Went around behind He Guoxu again, this time, Xu Ling exploded, entered a state of anger in an instant, and was lifted in an instant.
With a short burst, Xu Ling's speed increased by a few points again, and the attack form of the left foot fat shield took shape.
riveted, Xu Ling aimed at He Guoxu's big ass is a kick.
Bang!
hit the target with great accuracy, and the huge anti-shock force drove Xu Ling to fly upside down for dozens of meters.
Xu Ling, who completed the turn in mid-air, immediately ran forward with his life the moment he landed, and quickly opened a distance of hundreds of meters with He Guoxu.
Rumble!
Not far away, an astonishing aura erupted.
He Guoxu was furious, and his eyes were about to split.
Forcibly stabilizing his body, He Guoxu only felt a hot burning sensation coming from his buttocks.
Xu Ling's kick is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting!