Take a deep breath and look at the opponent in front of you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This person's expression is a little indifferent, and the aura on his body is extremely thick, and he is already approaching the peak of the late stage of the spirit infant, and he is a fierce opponent.

Haotian watched several of his competitions carefully and was deeply impressed by him. The weapon he used was very peculiar, only a fist glove made of a special material.

And this person is very strong in the flesh, and every time he competes, he defeats the opponent with a strong body. This person is definitely a strong physique.

In the face of such an enemy, Haotian had to deal with it carefully.

The referee didn't talk nonsense and immediately announced the start of the competition. This disciple with a strong body immediately attacked Haotian.

Haotian only felt a powerful momentum like a desolate beast coming towards him.

The huge iron fist was mixed with the wind, and Haotian did not dodge or dodge, as if it was frozen.

Just when everyone thought that he was scared stupid, Haotian raised his right fist and met the opponent's fist without dodging.

~Boom~ It sounded like a loud thunderclap.

The two figures immediately separated, attacking the monk of Haotian, and because of the powerful anti-shock force, they flew back upside down. And Haotian was also shocked back a few meters.

In the first physical confrontation, the two of them were also half a catty and eight taels, regardless of victory or defeat.

After the monk in the late stage of the spirit infant landed, he kicked his right leg hard, and attacked Haotian again at a faster speed.

And Haotian didn't give in to each other, and with a force of his legs, he attacked the opponent like a cannonball.

The two figures dragged a long afterimage, fighting each other in mid-air.

A huge roar came from the ring, and hearing this sound like a morning bell and a dusk drum, everyone only felt their blood boiling. Everyone watched the battle on the stage with wide eyes.

Bai Yunxuan was no exception, he originally thought that Haotian was just a disciple with excellent qualifications, but he didn't expect his physical strength to be so strong.

Physical cultivation is an extremely complex and difficult path of cultivation, and few people will choose this path.

Wuji Sect has a sub-peak that specializes in body cultivation, and Haotian's opponent is from that sub-peak. This person's name is Si Yanyang, and he is the most famous body refining disciple of Battle Body Peak.

Si Yanyang has a strong body, even if he resists some Xuan-level spells, there is no big problem.

But today, he met someone whose strength and flesh were not inferior to his own. made his heart very excited, and his hands became more and more ruthless.

Haotian seemed to have forgotten his own advantages at the moment, and had a tough confrontation with Si Yanyang.

"Damn, this is the real battle. I knew that I was also refining my body. "Yes, I didn't expect the hard-fought battle to be so bloody. "It's really exciting. ”......

All kinds of different shouts resounded in the arena, and such a bloody battle made many of the male friars present tremble with excitement.

And some of the female monks, looking at the two figures on the field, kept showing a strange light in their eyes.

~Boom~, the two figures collided together and immediately separated.

Haotian and Si Yanyang looked at each other from afar, panting heavily. There were bursts of pain on their bodies and fists, but the two of them had a smile on their faces.

"It's great, it's been a long time since I've had such a good fight. A scorching light flashed in Si Yanyang's eyes, and this battle made his good impression of Haotian skyrocket.

Haotian also nodded, "Me too." ”

For the first time since he cultivated, he had brought his physical abilities to the extreme. In Si Yanyang's competition, he had a deeper understanding of his body.

His body had been washed by the Three-Pattern Pure Body Pill and the Reverse Dao Crystal, and his physical strength had reached a terrifying level, even in the face of Si Yanyang, he was still not afraid.

And Si Yanyang has taken the route of refining his body since he was a child, and he has been doing it to this day. The physical body is also very good, and in the entire battle body peak, there is no one in the same rank who is his opponent.

After some fighting, the two actually felt a sense of sympathy.

If this wasn't in the arena, the two might have sat together and had a good time.

The competition continued, and the aura on the two of them continued to work.

"In today's battle, you and I need to fight with all our might. After Si Yanyang finished speaking, a powerful momentum emanated from him, and at this moment he decided to go all out.

Haotian nodded, and an aura that was not weaker than his opponent emanated.

The disciples in the stands seemed to know that the two of them had to go all out. All fell silent.

The whole arena was quiet, but no one felt wrong.

The momentum of the two continued to rise in the competition.

"Ahh A cry that seemed to be a giant beast came out of Si Yanyang's mouth, his eyes were red, the muscles on his body shook, he jumped in the air, and then the whole person rushed towards the opponent at an extremely fast speed.

In Zai Haotian's eyes, Si Yanyang at this time was no longer a person, but a huge meteor, a mountain range that could not see the sky. The huge sense of oppression made his heart tremble.

No wonder when he saw it for the first time, Haotian felt a little oppressive in his heart.

Haotian could feel that Si Yanyang's blow could definitely hurt him and hurt him.

At this moment, Haotian was not hiding his strength and raised his strength. An even stronger force emanated from him, and even the surrounding defensive shields began to tremble.

The others didn't notice it, but they were noticed by Bai Yunxuan, who had been paying attention to this Haotian. With such a strong momentum, the lowest is the peak of the late stage of the spirit infant.

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The power in Haotian's body was running wildly, and the power of the surrounding heaven and earth was mobilized by him, and the aura continued to gather on his right fist.

Just as Si Yanyang was about to get closer, his fist was also ready, and he raised his right fist to meet the strongest blow that his opponent attacked from the air.

~Boom~ After a shocking bang, the ground in the ring cracked, and a powerful energy wave emanated. The ring was shrouded in smoke and dust.

Because of the defensive cover, the smoke and dust did not rush out.

Everyone stared at the stage with wide eyes, waiting for the results to appear. Suddenly, there was a violent jolt of the defensive shield, and then everything was calm again.

The people in the stands swallowed their saliva and looked at the ring without blinking their glasses.

"Who won?" asked a friend next to him, but the other person just looked at him stunned and shook his head.

Everyone is thinking in their hearts, the solution of this competition. Most people guess that the final winner should be Si Yanyang. After all, he was the most famous physique cultivator in the Battle Body Peak.

Soon, the results appeared. However, this is an unacceptable result.

A figure leaned against the shield, kneeling on one knee, his right hand hanging down, blood pouring from his arm and mouth. Apparently very badly injured, the shield shook just now, and it should have been caused by his impact.

This person is not Haotian, but Si Yanyang.

As for Haotian, he was still standing where he had just stood. It's just that where the ground is cracked, the floor tiles made of unknown stone around are all turned into powder, and with him as the center, the ground sinks half a meter within more than ten meters.

The right hand trembled slightly, and a sharp pain came from the arm, Haotian frowned deeply, and a drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead, although he took the move just now. But the whole right hand was not as if it were not his own. Although he did not look at it, one thing is certain, his right hand is broken.