"Semi-finals first! Yamashita business, ten ghosts, snakes, kings, horses, and horses fight against Baitang warehousing and logistics, Baitang mirror! ”

"Game – Begin!"

Among the fighters of different sizes, the two who do not seem to be very prominent.

At this time, they are standing opposite each other on the fine sand of the arena.

As the referee who ruled on the many events of this boxing event, the round Yamamoto Xiaoshi, who was also quite experienced at this time, immediately evacuated as if fleeing after simply waving his arm.

Among the monster-prone fighters, or in the semi-finals that have reached the end, this kind of decision has to be admired for its wisdom.

In the audience, Takemoto Hisashi, who was still wrapped in gauze, rubbed his chin with great interest.

He raised his brow lightly and stared at the two people in the arena.

On his left hand side is a mature and dignified man like a beautiful peony.

But to his right, there was Wu Jialiuluo, who was sitting very familiarly.

And Yuta Sawanaga, who was originally sitting there, was squeezing into a seat with a cold sweat and white hair.

The eyes of the two did not dare to move at all.

It seems that the girls cultivated by the killer family have already given them some "advice" on "how to survive the weak".

It seems that with the simple intention of pleasing the future husband and family, Garuda, who is covered in a JK uniform with a bumpy athletic body, stares at the eyes with white eyes on a black background, and asks the old man with a cute expression.

"Grandpa Takemoto, that Ten Ghost Snake King Horse, is a guy who has a joking battle with Lei An, and is about to die half-dead, right? The serious expression of the mirror is ......"

I almost forgot that Uncle Takemoto and the old people of the Wu clan are also friends. Let that little girl find the gap!

The man sitting on the other side of the old man frowned, thinking a little misguided.

But the old man, who has a lot of experience, doesn't seem to notice anything unusual at this time, and he doesn't mean to meddle in the dispute between the two women.

Just sighed in an age-appropriate tone.

"The ill-fated [Erhu Flow], will it actually blossom and bear fruit in this era...... It's funny. ”

Then, in the tone of teaching juniors, he explained the situation on the field to the two people around him.

"If it is said that the ten ghost snake king horses before today, there is still a big gap between them and Yurius in the first battle against the mirror, and there is still a big gap between the first-line fighting skills.

It is estimated that even if you turn on the mode that overloads the heart and works desperately, it will be no different from a second-tier fighter like Guan Linchun who is committed to wrestling and is known for his ability to resist blows. ”

The old man's vicious gaze first observed Wang Ma's foot joints, and the martial arts concept of standing with bones was making Wang Ma's body have a sense of stability like a mountain.

Then his gaze swept over his body.

After retrieving his memory, the cultivation of the [Erhu Flow, Operational Flow] that had already penetrated into the bone marrow made Wang Ma's connection between the movements as smooth and smooth as flowing water even in his daily movements.

"But today......"

Before the old man could finish speaking, Tsumiko's slightly hoarse sexy voice interrupted him.

"But today, even a muscular monster like Samurai Wakatsuki who doesn't have obvious biases shouldn't be able to beat him, right?"

"Oh? This eyesight and judgment ......" Takemoto Jiuan looked at the daughter of an old friend beside him with a little surprise, and then shook his head self-deprecatingly, "Really, a group of old guys bothered to find a way to cure your heart disease, but the result might as well make you really bloody in the first place?" ”

"I heard that Long Min, who forced Gao Lang to dare not cross the Lei Chi, was cut off at least a pound of flesh from your shoulder before retreating?" The old man smacked his lips. "It's a pity, if you had slaughtered him at that time, you should have been able to completely control the murderous aura by now, right?"

"Please don't say that," Tsuneko chuckled as she covered her mouth dignifiedly. "If it weren't for the year when Jing was introduced and suppressed by you, then I, who had already seen blood at this time, would have already pulled out my knife and slashed her uncontrollably."

The purple-haired beauty's eyebrows flashed between her eyebrows with a smile, and the terrifying murderous aura that was quite targeted startled Garuda, who was separated by a person, like a fried kitten.

And even he didn't know how to even get around this kind of topic, and Takemoto Jiu'an, who was in conflict with the two women, could only use his strong physique to separate the sight between the two when he saw this, and smiled awkwardly "haha".

......

On the field, the two, who did not enter the stormy offensive phase at the beginning, each cautiously put on a stance.

As the white hall mirror looked up and down, the water of data was pouring down the boy's retina.

"It's scary to have a high degree of completion of the stance, but the physical condition is so bad...... Quick! ”

The teenager who stood in his trademark vigilant fighting style frowned slightly.

This distressed face is not because the opponent is too strong.

On the contrary, it is because the opponent's form is too bad!

The teenager who had been cultivating extraordinary energy in the case of "malnutrition" had only begun to feel "enough to eat" until the last week.

And in this situation, which is no different from just stepping into the transcendent world, you can meet the fighters who are desperate to fight.

The surging fighting spirit in the young man's heart made him unbearable to let go of the excitement of any battle.

Now, face the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse who is ready to burn himself at the end of the path of life.

What Bai Tangjing can do is only in the short time when his physical state is still able to see, to divide an indisputable victory or defeat!

【Fox Shadow Flow, Rakshasa Palm, Instant】

The fine sand beneath your feet is twisted into swirling sand dunes with force.

The figure on it dissipated in the eyes of Wang Ma like green smoke.

"It's a fox shadow stream, but this speed ...... Are you worried that my current body can't keep up? ”

Wang Ma's pupils contracted for a while, and then returned to that ember-like look, hiding a fiery dead silence in his eyes. "It's good!"

From the very beginning, Wang Ma knew the power of the White Hall Mirror.

Even now, when he has regained his memory, he does not have absolute confidence that he can defeat Bai Tangjing.

However, the guy who has already thought about how to lose before the battle is not worthy of winning at all!

did not retreat, and Wang Ma also started his own pace at this time.

The seemingly messy footsteps are full of uncertainty.

The interval between the landings of the soles of the feet is frighteningly short, and each time it lands on the tip of the toe or heel of the little skin.

The whole person seems to be walking on a red-hot charcoal fire, for fear that if the feet are in contact with the charcoal fire for a long time, the scorching temperature will cause damage to the limbs.

Drifting like a flame, dodging attacks while finding the difference of the fleeting counterattack - [Two Tiger Flow, Fire Sky Type, Fire Walk]