After Transformation, Mine and Her Wild Fantasy

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Even if Badr’s imposing manner speaks of such an opening remark, it’s impossible for someone to resonate with it. After all, they are old monsters that have been through the battlefield. They are not alone in the blood.

Badr didn't feel embarrassed, and the name jumping on the big screen gradually began to stop.

"So now, officially start the battle within two hundred."

Cummingster is in the ranks of one hundred and eighty. He must go to fight first.

The stage of the competition is the highest court. The entire highest court is very wide, and it is equipped with many camera functions, which allows everyone to see the whole battle from multiple angles.

Others who are not on the field are basically able to go to rest first, and the lounge is set up at the next kilometer of the highest court coast. From here, you can see the whole battle above.

Tyre and the North Sea lord and Venus are both relatively high rankings, so you can go to the lounge first, and Cummingster is now waiting in the preparation room.

One hundred and thirty-eight people in the bottom row will compete for 32 people in two battles.

"One - one hundred and thirty-eight people are reduced to thirty-two.... This is really difficult....

For Cummings it is a test of hell.

With his patience, I don’t know if I will do it.

"If you guys, there is definitely a way to do it." Venus is more confident in big crabs.

"Before I played with him, I also met one time in the round robin after the call, if he should not be so easy to lose

One hundred and thirty-eight people, the first promotion to sixty-nine.

The first round of Cumming’s opponent was a white-haired old man. Of course, in the realm of the gods, the appearance is unbelievable, and the old man may be just to deceive others’ eyes and impressions.

"Hey God, Cummingster, long-awaited name."

"Oh, it seems that I don't need to hide.

Cumming shrugged, but the other party chuckled - sound

"Who is your identity who will not recognize it?"

"Yep?

"So, let me go first.

The words, the old man suddenly opened, the clothes on the upper body.

"Heaven and earth are together, and the holy boxing is one.

The old man’s body shape has not changed, but the whole person seems to have become more refined, with a stable atmosphere and no explosive pressure.

In this case, Cummingster is more cautious.

In the lounge, the North Sea teaches the Lord to open his mouth.

Se3 novel.

Book.sh

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"[拳拳] Fighting, if it is him, even Caminster may be a little troublesome.

"How to say?

Tyre is curious, at least in his opinion, this boxing ancestor does not seem to have any surprises. Of course, the strongest in the first-echelon, there is no surprise, this sentence is already a problem.

Aside from the star, suddenly explained

"He used to use the power of boxing to enter the big powers, but I don't know why he stopped at the high-order gods. - It was impossible to step in. Whether it was the precipitation of time or the improvement of the realm, the boxing ancestors should be enough. Taiwan, but until now, it has been unable to do anything.

"So strong one, I haven't heard of it?"

"After all, he has been active in the northern gods. Like me, I rarely meet with the gods of the South Heavens. So, I know him, but you are not enough. Once Cummingster is careless, it is very likely that he will start at the beginning. Eat a big loss."

As the voice of the North Sea leader fell, the screen ancestors had already shot.

His name is just as his name suggests. He took a step and made a punch directly in the air.

The punching force broke through the void, and Cummingster has not reacted, and the strong boxing style has already come.

He felt bad, and immediately avoided it. The boxing ancestors chased after victory. Every punch of his fist seemed to destroy the world and made Cummingster feel terrified.

Book.sfa

This guy, can't you make every effort to make every effort? oczih

The total feeling - the stroke - is like the power of the ace level, and it is not allowed to be a big crab.

The battle has not been more than five seconds, it has already appeared - face down.

The North Sea lord looked at the picture, but he sighed

"If Cummingster has no backhand, this is the end. Boxing will not give him any chance. His every fist represents all his strength, and he can recover immediately after exerting his full strength. Energy, under such an infinite loop, can make all his attacks improve by more than one grade. On the outbreak, he is naturally self-satisfied, but if it is the power of continuity, the boxing ancestor is the first."

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However, in the blink of an eye, Cummingster has been forced to the corner of the ring. Although it is not said that the downfall will be judged to lose, it seems that the ratio of the two rounds

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