Absolute Choice

After the end of the morning's melee, there was only one hour of clearance time, and the afternoon's sixty-four strong knockout came one after another.

In the afternoon, the enthusiasm of the audience will be higher, and the one-on-one duel is obviously more passionate.

During the break, Shi Xiaobai and the paper-making farmer exchanged a bit, and the three of them were very angry. The paper-making farmer and Liu Yu’s two-person suits were over-recognized by the audience as a fake match, and the wind yuan scales did not win. Being laughed at by the audience is to lie flat.

All three have a painful egg punch on the nail.

However, after the draws during the break, the three people’s moods were better, and they were lucky.

In the first round of the sixty-fourth and thirty-two rounds of elimination, the paper-making farmer took the fifth place in the super-family eight brave, and the wind yuan scaled to the seventh of the ultra-family eight brave.

The other eight players who are unwilling to meet other players, the three encountered two, this should be regarded as a low probability of bad luck, but for them is a good thing.

Liu Yu said: "According to the information that the poor roads have seen, only the Moya is particularly perverted among the eight brave, and the other seven brave are just a little strong. With the strength of both of you, winning should not be a problem!"

Papermaking Shen Shen said: "Win is not a problem, the problem is to win beautiful, win..."

The paper-making farmer wants to stop, and the wind yuan scales to answer: "To win enough to force the talent! These swearing audiences are really mad at me, except Moya is a bit of strength, the other seven brave people are all 瞎 装 装, I didn’t care about it at all, and the audience was like eating aphrodisiac one by one."

Papermakers sighed: "In fact, we don't have to care about their eyes and opinions, but this breath can't be swallowed. In the afternoon, I will win Seba and let them all shut up."

Liu Yu said: "Is it enough for them to shut up? This time I agree with the Fengyuan scale. You don't just win, you have to win enough, and the more you force, the more you can play the face of those idiots."

Feng Yuanxian heard his words and nodded.

The paper-making farmer smiled bitterly: "Sorry, I am not good at loading."

Feng Yuanxian smiled lightly: "I and Liu are not good at it. After all, it is necessary to force this kind of thing. However, there are individuals who are predecessors of the world, we can ask him."

A paper farmer, a doubt, "Who?"

At the same time, Feng Yuanxian and Liu Yu stretched their fingers to a teenager who had been watching quietly on the side.

“Can anyone still have it?”

Feng Yuan’s scale smiled and said: “When Shi Xiaobai’s boss was on the sixth floor, the punch that crushed the diamond monster was the most powerful performance I have ever seen!”

Liu Yu nodded in agreement: "On the charge, the poor road only serves Shi Xiaobai, you can really ask him."

Shi Xiaobai slowly shook his head, a serious saying: "This king is not good at pretending to force, that punch is pure luck, just behind a rock mountain, if there is a diamond mountain behind, I am afraid to have two punches."

The paper-making farmer was not on the sixth floor at that time. He listened to the words of several people and immediately imagined the situation at that time. In combination with Shi Xiaobai's words at this time, the expression on the face of the paper-making farmer became very exciting.

Paper farmers are sighing: "Shi Xiaobai, I want to learn to force!"

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At one o'clock in the afternoon, the martial arts will continue.

In the first game, the audience was very much looking forward to the fact that the human wind scales that lie in the scuffles are on the top eight brave mils of the Chaofan!

Now the people of the Extraordinary people are so disgusted with the human race that they are extremely disgusted. They only feel that this race is both weak and mean, and the luck is still thief. It is not worthy of being a brave glory, or even a brave martial arts club!

In this first game, Mil, the seventh of their noble eight brave men, will sanction humans, and they are so expecting them!

"Mille is fueling, killing humans!"

"Mr. Mill, don't be merciful!"

"Let this stupid human know that the natural gap in race is irreparable!"

"..."

In the scream of the audience, two players appeared on both sides of the venue.

Mill raised his hands and greeted the audience, apparently enjoying the feeling of mass speculation.

Mill held out a finger and sighed: "With a punch, I can make this man roll out of the extraordinary city with just a punch!"

Mill has not yet opened his mouth and has uttered madness, pretending not to be afraid of bragging, first install a wave and say!

The audience all eat this set and immediately applaud!

Feng Yuanxian sneered in the heart, always kept silent, this ruthless forced force, it is ridiculous to the extreme, and the real loading is still too far away.

Under the direction of the referee, the voice of the audience slowly calmed down.

The duel is about to begin.

Mill's habitual arrogance said: "Human, now it's too late to escape!"

Fengyuan scale did not answer, and suddenly a shield appeared in the hand.

It was a shield made of bronze, which looked very ordinary, with some mottled rust and some worn-out feeling.

This shield is amazing, but the shape is really unsatisfactory.

Mill sneered: "Just trick? You can't find a shield that sells good looks. You humans are not very rich? With this shield, I can poke a finger!"

The Fengyuan scale still did not answer, his eyes were silent and serious, and he acted like a young player who took the game seriously.

Mill felt that his oral attire was almost loaded, and he stopped talking. The whole body suddenly expanded, from a dwarf green gnome to a three-meter-high giant!

"Start!"

When the referee saw that both sides were ready, he would wave his high hand!

The duel officially began, and the audience immediately held their breath and waited quietly for Mill's performance!

The brave people of the extraordinary people never let them down, this time too!

Mill smirked and strode forward in the wind!

"Look at Laozi with a finger to poke it!"

Mill is always on the move!

Fengyuan scale did not go on the face, nor did he turn to dodge, but raised the shield and stood in the same place, like a supporting role with the performance!

Mill's three-meter-high body is full of strong muscles, with terror power, and the limbs are so strong that one finger is almost the size of a human fist!

Mill walked close, shouted, and actually pushed out a finger to poke the past!

The audience widened their eyes and looked forward to the shocking performance of this finger!

"bump!"

The stout fingers slammed into the rusty, shabby bronze shield and made a dull crash!

The audience looked at it and suddenly it was very incomparable. The shield took the power of this finger, let alone broken, and even a little crack did not appear!

That human being is standing still, not moving!

what happened?

"impossible!"

Mill's eyes widened. How could this shield be so hard?

"Eat me a punch!"

Mill's reaction is very fast, although the finger-punched forced failure failed, but the impact is not great, it is only a slight intention to underestimate it!

This punch, it will make 70% of the power, it is necessary to call this shield broken, by the way, this human can no longer stand!

Mier screamed and punched out!

The wind element scales the shield, still does not move, it seems like a stupid general.

"boom!"

The huge and hard fist crashed into the worn shield!