"However, if you want to rely on strength to win me, it's not that easy, after all, you are not the only one who has body refining martial arts."

"Ape Arm"

As he spoke, Hua Zilong's entire arm gradually became thicker, and it didn't take long for his arms to be covered with hair like an ape's arm.

There was a hint of solemnity in Qingji's eyes, Hua Zilong was already an existence at the peak of the Soul Movement Realm, and with this strange martial art, his strength was even higher.

"Whew, next, you'll lose nothing"

Hua Zilong's eyes were red, he was panting heavily, his expression was slightly painful, it seemed that the martial arts had a very huge loss on his body.

Jin Ran looked at the two of them with complicated eyes, and only now did he know the gap between him and the two, and the long-standing self-confidence was gradually crumbling.

"Suffer Death"

Hua Zilong roared angrily, and his body shot towards Qingji like a cannonball, now he not only has his strength been greatly improved, but even his speed is far from being comparable to before.

Qingji clenched his fists tightly, there was a little fire in his eyes, he really wanted to know who was stronger in the glazed body and Hua Zilong's ape demon arm.

Without any extra nonsense, Feihong stepped on the snow and raised his fist to collide with Hua Zilong.

Bang, everyone outside the arena only heard a heavy collision sound, and saw that the two of them were punching, and they were frozen there one after another, shaking the ground full of dust and smoke.

"Your power is not enough to see."

Hua Zilong's scarlet tongue licked his lips and looked at him with a wicked smile.

Qingji smiled coldly, clasped his wrist with his other hand, shook it hard, and threw Hua Zilong into the air, and then Qingji jumped in front of him with his feet on the ground, raised his foot and stomped on his stomach.

With a bang, Hua Zilong landed in an instant, shaking the indestructible stone platform out of a crack.

He endured the churning qi and blood in his body, without the slightest fear in his eyes, staring at the clear marks in the air.

Hua Zilong's right hand slapped hard against the ground, and his whole body jumped into the air again, his two thick palms interlocked, and then he raised it high, smashing it down like a hammer on the head of Qingji.

Qingji didn't have time to defend, and hurriedly covered his head with his arms, but he still underestimated Hua Zilong's strength.

The next moment, he was smashed to the ground like the flower dragon just now, and the crack widened again.

Qingji stood up, thinking to himself, "The strength is really not comparable to Jin Ran"

"Come Again"

With a burst of cheers, Qingji stepped forward again, and attacked Hua Zilong frantically, neither of them used any martial arts, and they all relied on the strength of the flesh itself, which looked very primitive and wild.

Jing Tian on the viewing seat looked at the clear marks in the field without blinking, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

He still has some understanding of the glaze, although the two sides are still tied, but the strongest thing about the glaze is not his strength, but that he can assimilate while being harmed, and the so-called assimilation is that when he is damaged, he will slowly develop a certain resistance.

Although this assimilation has no effect against enemies who are much stronger than you, it can be very noticeable against opponents who are on your own.

And at this time, Qingji seems to have discovered this, from the beginning of the fight and dodge, to now he doesn't need to dodge at all, no matter how tricky Hua Zilong's attack is, he will directly attack the opponent's vital point, and the other party has to do some defensive means.

"This glass is really not ordinary, and now his power doesn't seem to be a threat to me."

Looking at Hua Zilong, who was a little out of breath, Qingji smiled and deceived himself again.

Hua Zilong is getting more and more depressed, at first he still had some upper hand, but slowly I don't know why, from the upper hand to a draw, and then from a draw to now being pressed by the clear marks.

"I can't be entangled with him, I have to fight quickly" Hua Zilong dodged while quietly running his vitality, and the use of the ape demon arm hurt his body very much, and now he faintly felt that his body seemed to be torn apart.

"Oh my God, these two people's flesh and bodies are too perverted."

"Yes, it deserves to be the pinnacle strength of our year, but I think Hua Zilong seems to be about to hold on."

"Cut, what do you know, how could Brother Long lose to him, the two of them are not of the same level at all" Wan Nianci listened to the various comments around him, and looked at the figure in the field with disdain.

Seeing Wan Nianci, one of the four beauties (now Qingmu is also one of them), opened his mouth, everyone didn't continue to talk and continued to watch the game.

After another punch, the two of them retreated, and Jin Ran on the side couldn't intervene at all, and now he was undoubtedly seriously injured in an instant when he participated in the battle.

"Truly, your time of death has come"

Hua Zilong, who had just stood firmly, let out a strange laugh, only to see him kneeling on the ground with his hands folded, looking at the sky with reverent eyes.

Suddenly, a strong pressure descended on the audience, and even the people in the audience who approached felt the pressure.

Qingji looked at him coldly, but there was no fear in his eyes, and then his hands were sealed, and soon a vague black shadow appeared in front of him.

"Come, Nose Ghost King"

Hua Zilong knelt on the ground, I don't know if it was because of excitement or what, his body was trembling slightly.

The next moment, I saw a figure that was darker than the earth's evil slowly descending in the field, and there were many evil spirits floating around the figure, letting out a terrible howl.

Qingji felt the thick coercion, and his heart was slightly shocked, compared to the earth evil, the evil aura of the ghost king seemed to be even stronger.

However, the current time is different.

Qingji smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "Dead air, open"

For a moment, the hearts of everyone outside the arena trembled, and they had a strange feeling, as if their lives were slowly draining, but they were helpless.

"Where did this martial art come from, it's too domineering, this thick death qi must be emitted by feeling and rolling in the pile of dead people, can he control it now?"

Qi Xuanxiu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of incredulity.

Jing Tian smiled and said, "His secrets are far from what you see, haha"

Qi Xuan nodded, and pointed out, a green vitality cover covered the stone platform, so that those dead and evil qi could not spread outside.

The ghost king in the arena seemed to feel threatened, and let out a series of roars at the earth demon not far away, as if he was demonstrating.

Qingji continued to infuse the vitality into the earth evil seal, and the earth evil that was still very vague just now was like a living person, and the black fog around him spread to the whole field, because with Qi Xuan's vitality cover, the black fog had nowhere to spread, and soon the field fell into darkness.

"Next, it's really not certain who will die."

Qingji's eyes looked sharply at Hua Zilong, whose body was still trembling, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.