"This kid really moves his character as soon as he comes up. Su He looked at Xiao Lin's posture and muttered in his heart, "It is estimated that he was stimulated by the previous games, and the strength shown by those imperial geniuses made him competitive." ”

Su He had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, it was a good thing to be a little competitive, he had been worrying about it before, Xiao Lin's mentality was not like a child, he didn't care about anything, he would only stay in the training room, or spend the night in the scripture room, there was almost no entertainment in life, and he didn't have any nature that a child should have.

In fact, Su He was a little worried about this situation, he was afraid that Xiao Lin only had the word revenge in his mind, which was very detrimental to his growth, Su He himself had encountered many such situations, and his partners wanted to gain strong power because of hatred, and finally embarked on the evil path and could never turn back.

Su He naturally didn't want the same thing to happen to Xiao Lin, which is why he always liked to gag with Xiao Lin and tease him when he had nothing to do.

On the field, Wang Zhou's figure retreated rapidly, and Xiao Lin opened a long distance, he felt a huge destructive force from the butterflies in the sky, the scorching temperature made him flash a trace of fear in his heart, obviously Xiao Lin's hand was shocked.

But soon, a trace of determination flashed in Wang Zhou's eyes, and there were endless cheering shouts behind him, which made his momentum rise again, and the amazing fist intention spread around, setting off an amazing storm in the field.

"I'm really inferior to these people in terms of momentum. Xiao Lin felt Wang Zhou's outburst of fist intent, and thought in his heart.

The next moment, Xiao Lin moved, he waved the long sword in his hand, and swept towards Wang Zhou, and the black butterflies in the sky behind him suddenly flew up, rolling out one pitch black flame after another, surging up a wave of heat.

Wang Zhou let out a low cry in his mouth, a dazzling light lit up on his fists, and his whole body dodged, and he actually rushed towards Xiao Lin without any intention of dodging.

"Want to fight me?" Xiao Lin was shocked in his heart, he knew very well the power of his sword moves, and it was difficult to gain an advantage in fighting him in the sea of fire, but he didn't expect Wang Zhou to rush straight towards him.

Xiao Lin was naturally happy to see this situation, swung his long sword, and the speed under his feet was a few points faster again, and soon the two met in the field, the iron sword and the iron fist collided fiercely, and suddenly a huge sound came from the entire arena.

After the collision, Xiao Lin felt a huge tingling sensation in his hand, accompanied by a strong pain, which made him grin for a while, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Why is the opponent I met so strong." His figure flickered, and he hurriedly dodged to one side, and at the same time, a swarm of butterflies in the sky swooped down from the sky, turning into a black sword light, drowning Wang Zhou like a rain of swords.

An exclamation suddenly came from behind Wang Zhou, it was the audience of the Nine Spirits Kingdom, seeing their children at a disadvantage, everyone's faces were full of anxious and panicked looks, cheering for Wang Zhou one by one, hoping that he could cheer up and turn defeat into victory.

Xiao Lin stood not far away and controlled the sea of swords to constantly bombard the area where Wang Zhou was, without any relaxed expression on his face, as a party concerned, it was difficult for him to feel very clearly that there were still Wang Zhou's fist intent fluctuations in that sea of swords, constantly bombarding the sword light in the sky, and the black sword qi was shattered by the fist intent.

The sea of fire in mid-air was shrinking, and the sword momentum of the three thousand Yan was about to be lost, but Wang Zhou's fist intent was still shaking in the field, and it also decreased as soon as possible, but it was not damaged too much.

Soon, the dark sea of swords dispersed, and the churning smoke and dust in the field slowly fell silent, revealing Wang Zhou's figure, although the young man with the fingered tiger in his hand looked a little embarrassed, but the momentum on his body was still full, and the other party carried Xiao Lin's three thousand Yan alive.

"Actually blocked it?" Xiao Lin felt a great sense of frustration in his heart, one of his strongest sword moves, which was still urged by black flames, was actually resisted by Wang Zhou, which made Xiao Lin's self-confidence fluctuate, and the sword momentum on his body became unstable.

"Boy, don't mess with yourself. Su He looked at Xiao Lin's appearance, and naturally could sense that Xiao Lin's mental state was not good at this time, and there was an emotion of doubting himself, and he was worried about whether he could win Wang Zhou.

"Maybe I won't even be able to make it to the top 32. Xiao Lin smiled bitterly in his heart, the strength shown by Wang Zhou was something he didn't expect, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

On the other side, Wang Zhou's momentum was rising, blocking Xiao Lin's sword move, which made him full of confidence, believing that he was the stronger side, and he would definitely be able to win this competition, and there were so many audiences from the Nine Spirit Empire cheering for him behind him, he had to be worthy of these people's expectations.

In the next moment, Wang Zhou's figure flickered, swept towards Xiao Lin, his fists continued to blast out, and the strong fist wind hit Xiao Lin directly.

"En?" Xiao Lin was stunned, and when he reacted, Wang Zhou's fist style had already arrived in front of him, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly urged Feiying, and his figure jumped to the side, but it was still a step too late.

A fierce fist wind slammed directly into his chest, and a dull sound came out, and Xiao Lin's figure quickly retreated, until it barely stopped until it reached the edge of the arena.

There was a cry of regret from the stands of the Nine Spirit Kingdom, how much they hoped that Xiao Lin could fall off the competition platform and let Wang Zhou win this victory.

Xiao Lin stretched out his hand and rubbed his chest, bursts of pain kept rushing into his mind, making him in a trance in front of his eyes, and at the moment when his eyes closed and opened, Wang Zhou's fist came to him again, and the next wave of attacks came.

Wang Zhou knew very well in his heart that Xiao Lin was underestimating his momentum at this time, he couldn't give the other party any respite, if Xiao Lin was relieved, this game would probably fall into a tug-of-war, and that would be extremely unfavorable for him, after all, he mainly attacked close combat, and in the end, I was afraid that he would be dragged to death by Xiao Lin. Therefore, at this time, he broke out into a stormy attack, eager to finish the battle and take it quickly

under the game.

"This kid has obviously experienced life and death battles, but he didn't expect that his mental state would fluctuate in this kind of competition. Su He looked at this scene with a frown, and then sighed in his heart, "It must be this kid's stinky fault, unwilling to make adequate preparations before the game, not to understand the opponent, thinking that he will definitely win, and he has to scold him when he turns back." ”

Just as Su He was thinking, Xiao Lin's situation was becoming more and more critical, and he was now completely inferior in the face of Wang Zhou, and the two of them fought together on the edge of the competition platform, like two acrobats stepping on a tightrope.

Xiao Lin wanted to sweep into the field several times to avoid the bad ring in front of him, but every time he tried to be blasted back by Wang Zhou with extremely fierce fist intent, he couldn't change his position at all, if time continued to drag on, it was very likely that he would fall off the field without paying attention, and the situation was very unfavorable for Xiao Lin.

Wang Zhou is more and more confident, a faint smile appeared on his face, and the heavy pressure on his shoulders before the game has unconsciously dissipated a lot, which makes his performance more and more outstanding, his movements are more flexible and free, and his boxing spirit is getting higher and higher.

With a soft "bang", the iron sword in Xiao Lin's hand was actually punched away by Wang Zhou, and after a few laps in the air, it fell outside the arena with a clang, and the audience at the scene let out an exclamation, and even the spectators of the Tianxiang Empire began to cheer for Wang Zhou.

"It's over. Wang Zhou whispered with a smile, and then another punch blasted out, like a hammer fist towards Xiao Lin's chest.

The pitch-black flames in Xiao Lin's eyes jumped wildly, and he gritted his teeth and blasted out with a punch, wrapped in the fist of the pitch-black flames, a streamer slashed through the air, colliding with Wang Zhou's iron fist, and there was a "bang" sound, and the figures of the two people retreated in unison, and they took a few steps back before barely stopping.

"How could it be?" A trace of consternation flashed in Wang Zhou's eyes, he didn't expect Xiao Lin to block a heavy punch from him, this is simply an unbelievable thing.

Xiao Lin looked down at his palm, although he was protected by black flames, there were still five blood marks on the back of his hand, which were the traces left by Wang Zhou's finger tiger, and the flesh palm against the iron weapon still suffered a little loss after all, but a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be so lucky to block my punch. Wang Zhou said coldly, "I won't have such good luck next time." With that, his figure swept out, and he swung his iron fist towards Xiao Lin again.

Xiao Lin grinned, and the iron sword fell off the field, which made him feel a lot more relaxed, as if he had opened a shackle in his heart, since he had already reached this point, he didn't care about the final result, and going all out to complete this game was the only thought in his heart.

"Fire Fist!" Xiao Lin snorted in his mouth, his fists swung quickly, and the fist wind with black flames swept towards Wang Zhou, bursting out with an astonishing momentum, no one noticed that Xiao Lin's momentum rose again unconsciously, and at this time it was actually equal to Wang Zhou

Middle.

"Tianyin Fist!" Wang Zhou roared, and also blasted out a violent fist wind, and the Dao Dao fist seal fell on Xiao Lin's fire fist, and the field suddenly became fierce, and the energy storm swept towards the surroundings wantonly, accompanied by the tumbling flames, constantly bombarding the surrounding energy array, rippling like water.

Xiao Lin and Wang Erren fought each other in the arena like this, punching one punch after another, the fist wind was agitated, and the sound was loud.

The more Wang Zhou fights, the more frightened he becomes, Xiao Lin can actually fight him?

"How is this possible?" Wang Zhou thought in disbelief in his heart, every time he collided, he could feel the scorching temperature of the black flame and the destructive power of incinerating everything, and the finger tiger in his hand was slowly melting, and a trace of molten iron dripped to the ground.

"What a terrible flame. Wang Zhou thought in his heart, "But in my field, I will never lose." He added a little more force to his hand, and his fist intent skyrocketed.

Compared with Wang Zhou, Xiao Lin is naturally under more pressure, boxing is not his forte, he is now completely fighting for his life, and he is resisting with all his strength.

The competition has nothing to do with skills and exercises, and now it is completely a contest between wills, and whoever vents this breath first in his heart will go to defeat.

Fist to fist, will to will.

(End of chapter)

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