"Mengjiao, are you sure to defeat this Taobaibai?" asked Leping worriedly. After listening to Sun Wukong's explanation, his heart was also bottomless, and he didn't know what the strength of this peach was. Mengjiao glanced at Tao Baibai, who was cultivating in the distance, smiled slightly, and replied easily: "Don't worry." I will avenge the dumplings and treat him well!" Le Ping and the others breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts when they saw that Meng Jiao didn't care, it seems that Tao Baibai's strength is not in Meng Jiao's eyes at all. They all know Mengjiao's personality, Mengjiao is not the kind of guy who likes to talk big, since he said that there is no problem, then there is really no problem, anyway, he can't talk about him, so let it be.

At this time, Tianjin Fan approached Mengjiao's side and said in a low voice: "Mengjiao, I hope you can show mercy, after all, he is"

"Don't go on any more, what's the difference between a monster like this that you look at and a fly. So, I'm going to show no mercy!" Meng Jiao's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice, at the beginning of the world's first martial arts conference, he found that by defeating those contestants, he could get thousands of points or even nearly 10,000 reward points, and with the improvement of results, the rewards are also soaring, Tao Baibai may be nothing, he can only be a trick, but his strength is there, at least it is worth 10,000 reward points, Meng Jiao at this time for Huaxia's task, there is really not much spectrum in his heart, according to the tips of the main god, if you are unable to do a certain anime task, you can spend millions of reward points to get out of the plot, and then re-choose other anime, this is an insurance, he has no reason not to do it, of courseThese words cannot be spoken.

Tianjin Fan smiled bitterly, although he hadn't known each other for a long time, he knew that the things that Mengjiao decided could not be changed in one or two sentences. Just when he was about to continue to persuade in his heart, he was stopped by Sun Wukong.

"Please No. 44 player Mengjiao, No. 32 player Tao Baibai come to the No. 2 ring, your game is about to start! The staff in charge of the game process used the sound amplifier system to say loudly, and it immediately resounded throughout the hall.

"Senior brother, it's your turn. Go for it. Sun Wukong smiled at Mengjiao. Meng Jiao nodded, and the others followed, intending to watch the match between Meng Jiao and Tao Baibai, if Meng Jiao won, it will be the first top eight player among everyone.

"Look! It's that powerful young player!"

"It's over, his opponent is unlucky, when he meets such a perverted guy, his opponent has been beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and none of them have been able to get up from the ground so far!"

"Look. That guy's opponent looks weird!"

A group of players, whether eliminated or uneliminated, gathered around the ring in order to join in the fun, happily discussing. It's as if they are the players who are playing on the field. Mengjiao stood at one end of the ring, Tao Baibai was opposite him, and the intersection of the eyes of the two people seemed to be burning with a scorching flame.

"Kill the most proud disciple of the Turtle Immortal. I've been waiting for this day for a long time!" Tao Baibai said coldly, with a little bit of cruelty on his face, and a little hideous. The murderous aura of the whole body was like boiling water in an instant, boiling rapidly! Meng Jiao smiled, and said indifferently: "You are the first megalomaniac I met in this martial arts meeting, I hope your strength is as powerful as your mouth!" Between the words, the momentum of the two competed invisibly, and the air condensed the desire to kill and fight-for-tat.

His peach-white eyes flashed with a cold metallic luster, reflecting the anger of revenge! He couldn't help but think of the memories of fighting with Sun Wukong and losing miserably, and the hatred that had accumulated in his heart surged to his whole body like a tide. Now standing opposite is Sun Wukong's senior brother, if you kill him, then your enemy and the guy from the turtle immortal, it will be very painful to think about it!

The referee walked between the two and immediately felt the biting coldness, and shivered for no reason. The referee coughed, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "I announce, the game begins!" After speaking, he immediately hid in the corner of the ring, as if he was afraid that this battle would affect him.

The game begins, and the battle between Mengjiao and Tao Baibai is about to break out!

"Hmph, boy, come to your senses! I want you to understand, my half-artificial Tao Baibai is powerful!" Tao Baibai just said, thinking: "Even if this guy is the most proud disciple of the Turtle Immortal Stream, it is impossible to defeat me who was created to become an artificial person, I must abuse him well and let him know how powerful the Crane Immortal Stream is!"

Just when Taobai was fantasizing about beating Mengjiao all over the ground to find his teeth and kneeling to beg for mercy. Mengjiao has seized the opportunity, with the terrifying bounce power and perverted speed, in the incredible eyes and exclamations of the players watching, the figure directly turned into nothingness, and instantly crossed the wide distance of a few meters in the ring, and the fierce right fist in the air struck the little stunned Tao Baibai with a whistling wind.

When the powerful fist arrived in front of him, Tao Baibai reacted quickly, raised his left hand, and blocked Mengjiao's attacking fist. Mengjiao's figure paused in mid-air, and sneered at Tao Baibai, at the moment when Tao Baibai's thinking was short-circuited, his fist directly turned into a phantom and smashed on his head silently, and suddenly, Tao Baibai screamed, and the armor layer with the texture of the steel plate on his head shattered with a "creak".

"It's worthy of being a senior brother, the combat effectiveness is so strong!" Klin and Leping exclaimed, they never expected that as soon as the scene began, Mengjiao used an overwhelming advantage to beat the peach to the ground, leaving him with no chance to fight back.

Tao Baibai's body was unstable, he lost his balance under his feet, and staggered backwards for several meters. The cold stars between Mengjiao's eyebrows flickered, and the figure drifted away, chasing Tao Baibai, like a ghost, and the speed was terrifying. I saw that the afterimage appeared, and Mengjiao had already come to Tao Baibai's body, without any words, at this time, as long as he used his fist to explain a qiē. His body leaned forward, one fist was closed at the side of his waist, and another big iron fist burst out like a powerful spring, the fist wind was domineering, the air surged into the mountains and rivers, and the violent wind touched the peachy face first.

Bang! Mengjiao slammed into Tao Baibai's face with a fierce punch, and immediately Tao Baibai's face, which still maintained its demeanor, was distorted, and the muscles of his face seemed to cramp with a few more folds, his pupils dilated, and his mouth was open, and in the next second, a trace of blood mist erupted from Tao Baibai's mouth, and several teeth could be vaguely seen mixed in it. A cruel smile crossed the corner of Mengjiao's mouth. He likes this kind of abusive feeling, of course, it's not a character problem, but seeing that his opponent has no power to resist, he can feel his progress, this is a rare experience, his figure flashed, and he had lost his trace in place, and then appeared on Tao Baibai's right side, "Bang Bang Bang" A series of three iron fists hit Tao Bai Bai Bai under the ribs of the wide open door, and jumped up quickly. Mengjiao miraculously twisted his waist in mid-air without borrowing strength, and a whirlwind leg swept on the waist of the peach white flying out, this series of actions was outstanding and pleasing to the eye, so that the people watching the game were amazed, and they couldn't help but start applauding loudly.

"Bang!" The ring shook violently, and the remnants of the bricks and stones flew violently, and the peach-white waist in the dust sank deep into the blue brick floor, and the green bricks on the floor around him cracked into a large spider web. Mengjiao didn't seem to let go of Tao Baibai, and slowly walked towards Tao Baibai. Then grinned, standing in front of Momobaibai like a demon. "Bang!", Meng Jiao smashed Tao Baibai's pair of telescope-like eyes with a punch.

"Bang, bang, bang" is different from just now, this time it is a continuous sound. Mengjiao's fists swung out frequently at an astonishingly high frequency, slamming into Taobai's upper body one after another. The fist is like a thunderbolt, cracking the stone, tearing the air hard. A tooth-wrenching scream erupted, and finally a faint thunder followed closely behind, shaking the eardrums. It's dizzying. And Mengjiao's movements did not stop at all, because he had not received a hint yet, which showed that the other party still had the ability to resist and had not completely admitted defeat, so he continued to attack, and the fist shadow was like a mountain of emptiness and pouring, and his peach-white mouth was like a faucet, blood was vomited, and in the end even bile was spit out.

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes on Mengjiao completely changed, as if they were seeing a ghost, goosebumps all over their bodies, and their eyes reflected their fear from the soul. Kling was also a little dumbfounded when he saw the scene in front of him, although he was a little cautious, but after all, his heart was not bad, and he was worried: "If it goes on like this, will this person named Tao Baibai die?"

"Well, I don't know. Le Ping on the side groaned and glanced at Mengjiao, who was in a state of madness: "He should be persuaded to stop, otherwise this guy will really beat this peach to death in vain! Although the martial arts competition does not require the point to stop, we must always maintain the demeanor of a martial artist." ”

"Yes. Sun Wukong nodded in agreement, and then persuaded Meng Jiao in the ring: "Meng Jiao, stop! If you beat that guy to death, you will be disqualified!"

Meng Jiao's brows furrowed slightly, he still didn't hear the prompt at this time, but he also stopped moving, glanced at Tao Baibai, whose whole body was trapped in the ring, and said to the referee who was trembling in the corner, "Look at him like this, does it count me as winning?" After speaking, he pointed his finger at Tao Baibai, who was unrecognizable.

The referee nodded hurriedly, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and stammered: "Congratulations to the No. 44 Mengjiao player for winning the game!" After the referee announced, all the spectators who looked worried couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this is the first time they have encountered such a crazy guy, if they meet this guy in the game, they swear that they must admit defeat at the first time, otherwise they will be beaten so badly like this peach in vain, and let people not live!

Meng Jiao turned around and walked towards the edge of the ring, and Tao Baibai, who seemed to have lost all the ability to resist, suddenly trembled, and then pulled out the head that was stuck in the pit directly, looked at Meng Jiao's back fiercely, and raised his mechanical arm, "Damn guy, how dare you humiliate me like this, I want to kill you, I must kill you!"

"Wait, Taobaibai, the game is over, you have lost!" the referee shouted, he had already seen that Taobaibai's mechanical arm was loaded with several small cannonballs, which were fired in this place, but he was afraid that it would implicate many spectators, and of course he himself could not escape.

"Shut up! Whoever cares about your life or death, I will kill him, whoever dares to stop me is my enemy!" Tao Baibai yelled frantically, and he was about to press the launch button, in his paranoid heart, he didn't have his own dignity for anything, what if it affected others, anyway, it had nothing to do with himself, blame them for their bad lives, otherwise why would they die but others didn't die!

"Well said. Hurry up and kill that guy!" A thin old man sitting in the front row of the audience shouted excitedly, he is the Crane Immortal, the fool who has fought with the Turtle Immortal for decades, and has failed to win despite all the intrigues! Hearing his words, the smile on Tao Baibai's face became even more terrifying, and he saw that the tail end of the few cannonballs lit up and was about to be launched, but Mengjiao's figure disappeared in front of him. The next moment, there was a chill behind him, and his hand grabbed his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Stiffening his neck and turning his head, looking at Mengjiao who suddenly appeared behind him, a flattering smile appeared on his peachy face, and he was about to say something, but he was slapped on the face, and several teeth were mixed with bloodshots. Flying directly into the air, without waiting for him to reminisce the feeling of being pumped, the second slap came, and then the third. The fourth, which made his brain buzz and completely lost his thinking, without his brainwave manipulation. Naturally, the shells could not be fired.

"Damn......" Tao Baibai scolded with difficulty, and then directly lost consciousness, but Mengjiao didn't kill him. It's just that all the wires connecting the nerves on his neck have been cut off with mental power, as if this kind of destructive damage, unless he changes a whole set of devices, even if he can regain consciousness, his body can't move. After Mengjiao stepped out of the ring, he found that Sun Wukong and others were looking at him with strange eyes. couldn't help laughing: "Is it because of my mercy that you can see it?"

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After hearing Mengjiao's words, everyone was speechless for a while, and their expressions became ugly. Meng Jiao explained to himself: "That guy is really resistant to fighting, and his body is far superior to that of ordinary martial artists, but since Tianjin Fan has spoken, then I naturally can't kill him, so it's just a small lesson!"

"Mengjiao, to be honest, I'm starting to sympathize with Tao Baibai now, because his opponent is you!" Le Ping said with a wry smile. Meng Jiao waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, as long as you are willing, you will definitely have a chance to be my opponent!" Just kidding, every time you defeat an opponent, you can get nearly 10,000 reward points, Meng Jiao still doesn't know the price in the intermediate main god space, he has no reason to get along with the reward!

Everyone wanted to say something, Mengjiao, you misunderstood, but after all, you didn't say it, and now Klin's heart has an idea, don't touch Mengjiao, otherwise you will come to an end.

The game is in full swing, the wonderful battles are wave after wave, and the top 16 advance to the top 8, which sounds easy, but in fact, you are fighting for it, and a wonderful and fierce duel is staged in turn. In the ring, Clint easily knocked out his opponent, and it was only one punch that decided the winner, which shows the huge disparity in strength between the two. For Klin, perhaps fighting this relatively normal player is effortless!

"Klin, sure enough, three years of cultivation have made you stronger!" Sun Wukong patted Klin's shoulder and said with a smile. Kling replied proudly: "That's it, Wukong, you don't know, I've been cultivating for three years, just to make myself stronger and keep up with you and Feng Zi!"

While the two were chatting, Leping gently touched Sun Wukong's body with his arm and motioned him to look towards the ring. Sun Wukong's eyebrows furrowed, "It's so evil, is it?" Kling saw that Sun Wukong stopped talking, looked to the side with a solemn gaze, and under curiosity, he also looked over. As far as the eye could see, it was the strange-looking cold man with a bandage on his head.

That's right! He's the second generation of Vic! Sun Wukong and that god have been worried about the uneasy factor, whether it is from his anger or his attitude, this guy is not a good person. Like his father, the second generation of Bick in front of him should have come to participate in this world's first martial arts meeting with evil thoughts.

The second generation of Vic seemed to be aware of the gaze of Sun Wukong and others, his cold eyes flashed with blood, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer, behind the smile maybe provocation or disdain.

"The guy who looks unhappy should have some strength!" Leping also noticed the second generation of Vic at this time, and couldn't help but say in disgust.

In the ring, the referee glanced at the second generation of Vic standing and verified: "May I ask if you are the second generation player of the 25th?"

"Uh, yes, yes. Hearing Vic's indifferent words, the referee shuddered and immediately nodded to announce the start of the game.

After the start of the game. Vic stayed still, the expression on his face still indissolvably indifferent! His opponent was a black belt-caliber martial artist, and neither side moved, as if looking for a moment to strike and a flaw in his opponent.

As the minutes passed, the people in the audience let out bursts of boos, and finally the black belt couldn't bear it, and with a movement of his feet, he kicked at Vic with a flashy-looking roundhouse kick. Although in the eyes of ordinary people, this trick is full of appearance. It should have a lot of power. But in the eyes of Feng Zi, there is no destructive power at all, and they can be broken at once.

Sure enough, Vic looked at his opponent contemptuously, his eyes were cold, and he never made any moves. Just as the black band's foot landed on Vic, a red light pierced the air, and the next moment, the sudden beam of light struck his chest. In the scorching moment, a scream rang out, and the black belt-level martial artist's chest was completely pierced, and a hole appeared that kept bleeding.

The crowd watching the game gasped. This guy is terrifying, what the hell was that beam just now? Looking at the contestants who fell to the ground, everyone could clearly see the gruesome wound, a hole that could even see through the floor. If it weren't treated urgently, there was a good chance that this guy would have died. After a while, the doctor arrived. The seriously injured man was placed on a stretcher and carried away from the venue.

"Wukong, that guy can actually use his anger!" Kling said calmly to Sun Wukong beside him. Sun Wukong didn't answer, but Tianjin Fan replied to Klin: "Well, this guy is very strong, so everyone should be careful of him during the game, if you can, try to pray not to meet that guy!"

"Don't meet him, I really want to compare with her, and see who is more powerful when the time comes!" "Kling refuses to admit defeat, he has been cultivating for three years, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he is no longer the Wuxia Amon of the past, this time he participated in the world's first martial arts conference, just to leak his face in front of the audience all over the world, if he meets the enemy, he will admit defeat, so what is the point of him coming here?

With the defeat of these players one by one, they were all eliminated in the end, the reduction of the number of people, so that the entire venue was empty, Mengjiao's spiritual power can already easily sense the breath of all the players in the venue, in addition to Sun Wukong and his party and Bick, there is actually a hidden and powerful breath not far away, which is worth paying attention to. After perceiving the information of spiritual feedback, Mengjiao turned his head and looked at the uncle in a corner.

"Is that, God?" Mengjiao sighed lightly, and this plot unconsciously appeared in his mind, and then began to look at the other party, first of all, his breath, almost at the peak of the Zhengang Realm, three points weaker than Sun Wukong, not much outstanding, and then his image, compared with his obscure breath, he really didn't dare to compliment, his face was trivial, with a pair of outdated thick-rimmed glasses, the whole person didn't look like a strong man, he felt a little sloppy, and he belonged to the kind of weak person that people looked down on. But if you look closely at the eyes hidden behind his glasses, you will definitely find that this uncle's eyes are shining with a resolute, calm, and unfathomable light! Demon Storm, this ability is very interesting, if you can get it, it may not have no potential to be tapped!

In a hot competition, it is best to decide the list of the top eight! Klin, Leping, Mengjiao, Sun Wukong, Tianjin Fan, the second generation of the devil, unknown (Qiqi), immortal (god)! The most surprising thing is that the beautiful girl who has been in contact with her has been shortlisted for the top eight, of course, you have to count the fairy player who looks very sloppy, only Feng Zi knows what his true identity is, and everyone else feels incredible, such a person can actually become the top eight, is it really luck?

The preliminary competition of nearly half a day made Mengjiao and others very tired, and as soon as they walked out of the venue, they saw Boomer and others waiting for them. "What the hell is going on? have you made it to the quarterfinals?" Boomer and Lang Qi asked, chattering.

Leping replied first: "Well, except for dumplings, we all entered the top eight smoothly. After mentioning dumplings, Tianjin Rice's face changed significantly, and it looked a little lonely. Boomer and the others didn't know the inner process, and they were full of doubts waiting for an answer, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with the dumplings?"

On the way, Leping and Klin, you and I will tell you what happened one by one. When Boomer and the others heard this, their expressions changed several times, and when they heard that Mengjiao beat Tao Baibai until he fell unconscious, Boomer said happily: "Good job! That guy should teach him a good lesson." After that, he looked at Sun Wukong, "Wukong, you don't talk much when you come out, it's okay, right?"

Hey~ Sun Wukong sighed on the side, and suddenly said: "I'm hungry, Boomer!" Sun Wukong frowned, as if he was about to starve to death, and looked at Boomer, the richest among the people, with pitiful eyes. This kind of people are overwhelmed by it, and your feelings are sad, not because you are thinking about anything else, but because you are hungry!

Boomer saw Sun Wukong's gaze and said with a wry smile: "Wukong, you are the reincarnation of a starving ghost, right? Before the game started, I brought you a lot of food, and I ate so much in the morning, and now I still shout hungry!"

"It's noon now!" Sun Wukong said quickly, pointing to the sun above his head. Leping and Klin laughed on the side: "Although Wukong has grown up, his appetite is still so good, it's really enviable!"

"Hmph, it's all senior brother, if he hadn't taken all the fairy beans, I could have guaranteed that I wouldn't be hungry for three days if I ate one!" Sun Wukong snorted, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, he was really hungry, unlike Mengjiao, his Saiyan bloodline had already awakened, and the demand for energy was very large, and taking energy from food was a must, otherwise once they were hungry to the limit, they would have self-eating, which would be bad.

Meng Jiao just smiled faintly, ignoring Sun Wukong's complaining eyes, joking, although he has many immortal beans surviving now, who knows how long it will take for him to enter here next time? And according to the plot, I don't know why, in the future, the number of immortal beans cultivated by Kailin immortals will become less and less, now it is hundreds and thousands of lessons, and in the future, it will only be dozens, and even a few can only be obtained for several months, so after he got the immortal beans, he has already made a decision, this kind of holy medicine that can supplement his own nutritional consumption and restore his injuries is to be used sparingly, and it will be eaten as food like Akilobe, and a fool will do this!

Sun Wukong only complained, and when he saw Mengjiao ignoring him, he rubbed his stomach helplessly, and continued to watch Boomer, the meaning in his eyes was obvious: Treat, big money! (To be continued......)