The powerhouses stationed on the 80th floor did not give special care to this newcomer. But when they came forward with lewd faces and wanted to love that little friend. But it was Huo Ran who found that this seemingly weak little Zhengtai suddenly burst out with a strong strength that did not match his age. beat up this group of strange uncles with eyes above the top to the point that they probably don't even know their mother.

In fact, it is not easy for Qingfeng to win, after all, he is challenging with the strength of the sixth-level peak. And Qingfeng has a habit, no matter whether he fights or not, he never specifically investigates the strength of the opponent. According to him, a match can be scouted in advance, and once it is an encounter on the field of life, the opponent will not give you time to do sufficient investigation.

Qingfeng is strict with himself, which is also the basic requirement for survival in the future. What's more, encounters can be a good way to exercise one's adaptability and maximize one's strength. For this kind of encounter in the ring, Qingfeng is tired of it.

It didn't take long for the strange Shu millet to know that there was a tough little Zhengtai on the eighty floors of the Dao that couldn't be provoked. After watching Blue Blade's brutal game a few times, they naturally chose to retreat. The so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and these people who have already been sleek naturally know how to avoid their edges. Anyway, people have already released their words, and the spearhead is directly aimed at the eighty-layer earth overlord He is the Tao. In that case, they didn't go in and join in the fun.

However, the gods fight and harm mortals. This is true. Duan Qingfeng, who urgently needed to improve his winning rate, did not compromise because of everyone's retreat. After all, he needs to step on everyone's shoulders step by step to what is the way. Naturally, these poor babies were used as stepping stones to promotion.

As a result, there is always a grand scene in the adjudication office of the arena where Qingfeng can't fight, and the rest of the people gather in a circle to draw lots. The unlucky man naturally looks like a bitter person with a deep hatred like the sea, but no matter how many times he performs Ah Q-style self-hypnosis towards himself, the final result will be to be carried out tragically.

Of course, there are also acquaintances who admit defeat when they play. Although he lost face and was booed on the sidelines, at least he ended up painless and injury-free, and he was a good man in the next game!

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Qingfeng was arrogantly hurricane, and he was shocked to see what Dao was high above. Every time I see Qingfeng go further, what is the Tao will hurt a little. Sometimes he really wanted to pull the whole freak by the collar and shout loudly.

"What the hell did you monster grow up eating!"

But when you think about it, it's quite difficult to do in practice. Not to mention that you may be beaten by that bastard, just in terms of this kind of behavior, it is not in line with your ** image of being upright and red.

At some point one day, the curtain came down again with an innocuous game. He Weidao, whose face was full of unhappiness, had dark eyes, and finally waited for the little white face he once despised to basically step on the entire eighty floors, and stood opposite him in a beautiful manner.

This time it is inevitable, since the other party wants to fight, then fight!

Although He Weidao doesn't say it, he has a high evaluation of Qingfeng in his heart. However, that doesn't mean you're going to fail. After all, he lived a few years longer than the other party, and he walked more than the baby ate. If you really want to fight with real knives and guns, it is unknown who will kill the deer in the end.

He was generous, first congratulated his opponent on his results, and then accepted the request to have to face the fight. In the eyes of others, words and deeds, dealing with people, are all sophisticated, so that people can't find the slightest flaw for a while. The thoughts of the eighty-layer old fritters who were used to being bullied by him and waiting to watch the show suddenly drifted.

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The news of this battle seemed to have grown wings, and it was spread by the public. The 80-story arena was overcrowded for a while. Look at the lively, look at the handsome guys, watch the fights, and even wait to see the eighty-layer earth emperor make a fool of himself. There are all kinds of people, and even the aisles that are usually reserved for walking around are blocked. Seeing what the Tao is, it hurts again.

He Weidao has already greeted the eighteenth generation of direct women of the organizing committee of the event in his heart. Usually, he was arrogant and arrogant because his grandfather was a member of the Presbyterian Church, and he didn't take him seriously at all. Now that there is an opportunity to knock him off the altar, the other party will naturally not let it go. For this, what is the Tao in the heart, although the heart is clear. But the other party is a naked conspiracy, and he has no other way than to hate itchy.

Now, the only way to do this is to ask God for your blessing. The unusually vigorous little Zhengtai on the other side didn't sleep well and ate well last night, and today he is in a state of malaise, or has a diarrhea in his stomach, or a nervous pain, anyway, it's not right to come there. As long as you get through today, everything is easy to say. The sesame oil money owed in previous years must be made up afterwards. Most...... Don't touch your sesame oil money in the future. The Buddha who sells cakes, can you have a discussion?

However, no matter what Dao looked at, he didn't see any abnormality in the awesome Xiao Zhengtai on the other side. It seems that the Buddha does not manifest his spirit, and everything has to rely on himself.

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The referee rang the bell for the start of the match, and then rushed down the ring with lightning speed, graciously leaving the wide field to the two protagonists who had attracted much attention.

Qingfeng is not at all prepared to give the other party a chance to think. As soon as the bell rang, he couldn't wait to perform a free walk and rush straight up. He Weidao's reaction was not slow, seeing Qing Feng approaching step by step, a few beautiful jumps, and quickly distanced himself from Qing Feng.

Qing Feng clenched the greatsword in his hand and raised it flat over his shoulder, pointing sharply at his opponent. Walking freely, step by step, rushing away in a very brutal way. No matter how the other party changes direction to dodge, he will always see that terrifying cold light at the moment of stopping. If touched, the battle will end in an instant. There is no doubt about this.

The reason why He Weidao became the Emperor of the Eighty Layers. Strength is one thing. On the other hand, nature is the speed that he is proud of.

Since his debut, He Weidao has never lost to his peers in speed. Even a person who is a few years older than him may not be able to beat him in terms of speed alone.

However, this view has been abruptly overturned today. And the culprit, of course, is the Zhengtai who is a few years younger than him on the other side. A frustration that I had never felt before arose in the heart of What is the Dao.

The reason why I was interested in watching the opponent who was a lap younger than him played. On the one hand, it is out of the curiosity of the people who are also on the list of young dragons and phoenixes. On the other hand, it is not the selfishness of wanting to attack and squeeze the opponent and nip all primitive threats in the bud.

However, as the teenager grew up almost savagely with the training of one game after another, He Weidao had to reassess the opponent's potential. The results were shocking!

For this kind of terrifying potential stock, if possible, He Weidao doesn't mind becoming a mad demon who destroys flowers with hot hands. But the terrifying demonic beast behind him has become a lingering shadow of what is the Tao. If the other party summons him, He Weidao is sure that he has no chance of winning.

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After He Weidao received a blunt attack from Qing Feng, he retreated beautifully, and while quickly opening up the distance, all the impacts instantly turned into nothingness. As an eighty-layer earth emperor, he still has some real talent to learn what the Tao is. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to be here all year round.

"Boy, a little capable. You and I will fight on our own strength today!"

He Weidao raised his chin, glanced at Qing Feng opposite with the rest of his eyes, and said very loudly with disdain. Taking this opportunity, He Weidao wants to completely block the retreat of the little beast summoned by Shang Qingfeng. Of course, if the other party doesn't get hit, he will be regarded as useless.

The corners of Qing Feng's mouth twitched, as if he understood the other party's intentions. He didn't say anything, he stepped out suddenly, and raised his hand to make a straight slash. He Weidao, who was standing there pretending to be forced, was caught off guard and shouted despicable.

He Weidao will stand firm, and once again ushered in the stormy combination of Qingfeng. What is the Tao gritting his teeth and struggling to support. Waiting for an intermittent opportunity, he suddenly shook off the entangled Qingfeng and quickly fled.

After a few rounds, He Weidao, who seemed to be more powerful, did not take advantage of half a point, but retreated under Qingfeng's unreasonable offensive. Although this thing still shouts from time to time, it is intended to confuse the public. But for this, anyone with a little bit of a brain can see some truth.

Qingfeng didn't give He Weidao a chance to breathe, and pursued again. The two chased wildly in the small ring at breakneck speed. Everyone felt that the speed of the two of them was getting faster and faster, and countless afterimages were dragged out for a while, making it difficult to identify the real person. At the end of the pitch, there were only a few blurry black shadows left in the ring. Nothing else.

The crowd's eyes widened, but they couldn't see the clue. I had to be patient to listen to the terrifying sound of gold and stone colliding. The crowd held their breath and quietly waited for the final result of the match. In fact, they didn't have to wait long.

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After about a cup of tea, I only heard a crisp sound of clarity, and the two black shadows separated.

On the side of the ring, the green shirt is set up and the long hair is carried forward. On the other side, lies the once invincible swinger. Ragged and covered in blood.

I saw that his chest and abdomen were rising and falling, Huo Ran vomited a mouthful of dark red blood, and after a few heart-rending coughs, he lay down and couldn't stand up again.

Qing Feng slowly walked up to the largest of the Tower of Babel and spat fiercely at the ground.

"Even if you don't let the little beast play, I can beat you!"

He Weidao had a gloomy face, staring viciously at the other party's handsome and hateful face.

"Look at it, it's you who beats you! I hate pretending to be the most important person in my life. Send you a word, don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be struck by thunder. Remember next time, lest everything go wrong. ”

was taught a lesson by a hairy boy who was a few years younger than him. Growing up so big, even that powerful grandfather didn't teach him a lesson. Where can He Weidao stand this kind of qi, coupled with the serious injury, the qi and blood are not smooth for a while. Trembling with anger, he vomited blood three liters again, and successfully fainted perfectly in front of the audience.