"Senior Zhang Yi, please give me some advice!!" Zhang Yi looked at Ma Zilong and said with his fists clenched.

"Haha, I heard that the person named Zhang Yi in the third room has extremely strong potential and has the strength to win the top spot, so I will fight with you in order to verify the truth of that rumor!" Ma Zilong stood up and smiled, his eyes were full of war, and he looked directly at Zhang Yi and said generously.

Zhang Yi was also aroused by Ma Zilong's words to be childlike and stubborn and competitive, fighting for a strong and weak mentality.

After speaking, Zhang Yi did not reply or refute, but came to Ma Zilong, hugged his fists, and the two sides instantly started a battle.

The other two, the Masked Man and Mijerry, were not idle, and by the time the battle began, the two of them were already fighting each other.

Zhang Yi had no intention of keeping his hands, the double dive stimulated the whole body, and the diving skills were used, and the tiger and tiger were in the wind with one punch and one kick.

Ma Zilong is not far behind, touching the potential of the fifth layer, before the hand arrives, the power that bursts out, accompanied by the direction of the wind, makes Zhang Yi's body appear temporarily sluggish and painful.

This is the effect unique to the five layers of potential.

Ma Zilong's fierce fist came towards the door, Zhang Yi immediately used his latent skills, under one side of his body, his hands blocked the four directions, allowing Ma Zilong's fists and feet to add, and the latent skills emerged endlessly, but in front of Zhang Yi's latent skills, he was at ease, unloading most of the power to touch the five layers of diving, and dissolving Ma Zilong's latent skills.

But it also left Zhang Yi's arm red, swollen and bruised, in pain, and his body was sleepy and tired.

Ma Zilong was also shocked in his heart, his potential had not reached the fifth layer of the submersible stage, how could he resist his own moves?

is so famous, it's really not a waste of fame, not to mention the top position, but in the top three, there must be his place.

Although he was shocked in his heart, the movements in his hands did not lag behind, from the beginning, Ma Zilong took the initiative and took the lead, and the means emerged one after another, forcing Zhang Yi to parry.

Zhang Yi's latent minsheng Ma Zilong had a latent skill to protect the body, and soon, the positions of the two switched positions.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's set of latent skills came out, and Ma Zilong could only resist with a combination of fists and feet.

Looking at the masked man and Mijery, the two come and go, although Migery is extremely fast, the potential is also in the third layer, but in the same way, the masked man is accompanied by three potentials, there is not much difference in the potential of the two, the difference between the latent sensitivity is one layer, and then there is the masked man's potential three layers, the two cooperate with the latent skills, it is even equal, you come and go, the fight is not up and down, from this point of view, it is impossible to distinguish the winner in a short time.

After Zhang Yi's set of latent skills, Ma Zilong's body trembled slightly, his forehead and palms were scold, his face was ruddy, and his breathing was frequent and heavy, and his physical strength was almost exhausted at this moment, and he was exhausted.

Zhang Yi is not better than him, his potential physical strength is lower than Ma Zilong, his potential is overstimulated, his body is almost overdrawn, and he has not used three strikes in duplicate, not that Zhang Yi has reservations, in the face of five layers of potential, three layers of latent sensitivity, and Ma Zilong, who has latent skills, it is easy to be dodged by him, Zhang Yi also knows this, so he has never used it.

has been waiting for the opportunity, but he knows that the chance is slim, otherwise he will be hit in triplicate, even if there are two Ma Zilong, he will still be seriously injured and defeated.

Ma Zilong's own latent skills are mainly attack-based, and the protection is slightly insufficient, while Zhang Yi's latent skills are both functional and defensive, attacking like a tiger out of the cage, protecting like blocking the eight roads, plus four layers of latent sensitivity, suppressing Ma Zilong on the latent min, and suppressing him in the latent technique, the two fought almost tiring.

"Okay, good, good! can press me like this, the rumors are true, the latent skills are powerful, I am afraid that there is no second person in the entire school!" Ma Zilong's face turned red, his keen eyes looked at Zhang Yi, and he said three good words in a row.

Ma Zilong realized from the battle that Zhang Yi's strength is strong, his sophistication in battle, and his potential skills are strong, so he said that there are three good words.

At this moment, nearly half an hour has passed, and the other two are still fighting, and the two sides are evenly matched.

Zhang Yi was also extremely shocked in his heart, his own means were clear, even in the face of the person who touched the sixth layer of the submersible, with the latent skill "Yi Qiankun", no matter whether he won or lost, he could also challenge one or two, just this confidence, I am afraid that even others have not had, I never thought that he would be on a par with the Ma Zilong who touched the fifth layer, it was really surprising, and at the same time, I was also surprised by Ma Zilong's potential and latent skills.

"The senior is too modest, the senior has strong potential, he is the first person the junior meets in the entire lecturer, he can let the junior treat him with all his strength, and there is combat power, the senior has strong potential, and he must be above me!" Zhang Yi let out a sigh and continued: "Of course, the senior will also do his best to share the victory or defeat with the senior, I hope the senior does not have to keep his hand!"

Ma Zilong grinned, and the two fought together again.

This time, neither had the upper hand, and both men were fighting cautiously, and soon, the battle was heating up again.

"This Ma Zilong's potential is really strong, Zhang Yi wants to win the top spot this time, it seems that it is a little hanging!" Yuwen Qikai, who watched the battle between the two, stood on the thunder platform and muttered to himself.

However, under the stage, Tranquility hid in the crowd, watching the battle on Zhang Yi's side, clenching his small fists tightly, looking at Zhang Yi intently, and muttering in his mouth: "Don't lose, don't embarrass me, embarrass me...... Come on, I'll cheer you on!"

"Sima, who do you say Zhang Yi or Ma Zilong will win?" Gao Fei on the stage said to Sima Yan.

"It's hard to say! It's been more than half an hour, and it's hard for the two to get to a draw. Sima Yan stood on the stage, glanced at the battle on this side, and then at the other side, and said that there was a tie, but I don't know which side he was talking about.

At this moment, Ma Zilong's speed suddenly skyrocketed, and his fists and feet were combined, and the speed was so fast that Zhang Yi was difficult to resist even if he had latent skills.

"Bang!" Zhang Yi received a punch in the chest, his body was shaky and unstable, as if he was about to fall.

Although Ma Zilong's speed has skyrocketed, it is obvious that it has triggered the four layers of latent sensitivity, and it has been hidden, and it is only at this moment that he has made a move, and he is afraid of changes in the early stage, and he does not dare to use it in vain, but his own physical strength is also continuing to decline.

However, Ma Zilong didn't know that Zhang Yi's strongest three strikes, fighting at the moment, had no chance to use it.

Soon, Ma Zilong's remaining potential physical strength was used out, and he gathered all his strength again, and all of them were used, intending to hit with one blow, thinking in his heart, Zhang Yi had never developed a latent body, and the combat power of the two was almost the same, and now he was dominant, see how you can hold on!!

With a kick, the exhausted Zhang Yi couldn't dodge, so he could only do his best, his potential gathered in his chest, and when the latent skill was played, he reluctantly blocked the incoming kick.

"Kick, kick, kick!"

Zhang Yi's body trembled, his breathing was short, his face was ruddy, and he retreated several steps at once, almost falling to the ground.

There was no time to buffer, Ma Zilong took two or three steps, Wu used the little physical strength he had left, poured one foot on it, and still kicked towards Zhang Yi despite the feeling of fatigue and weakness in his body.

Thinking that this kick had exhausted all his physical potential, and he was full of absolute confidence in this blow, Zhang Yi would definitely lose.

Zhang Yi's physical strength was overdrawn, and he couldn't stop it at all, and he couldn't dodge it, so he had to use his instinctive diving skills to protect his chest with both hands.

There was no accident, Ma Zilong was accumulating a kick, Zhang Yi was difficult to resist, and flew out upside down in an instant.