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"Fei Lei Er Gao TV Station! Fei Lei Er Gao TV Station! What you are watching now is the scene of the third round knockout of the National Championship of Daxia Xianmen Fighting Competition."

"I am Cheng Shi, a newcomer who is good at singing and dancing. This knockout match is between our Fei Lei second high school team and the Shanhai fifth high school team. I only have one thing to say about this..."

"Brother Che, fuck them up!"

Facing the video magic weapon, Cheng Shi's fat face trembled and he roared!

In the mobile broadcast room, countless comment barrages circulated crazily.

"The game hasn't started yet, let's sacrifice a host first."

"Brother Cheng, take it easy, you're going to suffocate."

"The chest-crushing maniac fucked Shanhai No. 5 Middle School! Woohoo, revenge for my Ji Yan High School representative team!"

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Cheng Shi's face was filled with red. He had completely controlled the effect of the show. Everyone's emotions were aroused, and this battle was naturally interesting.

But in fact, this scene is very interesting.

On the stage.

After the three commentators introduced themselves, they began to express their views and explanations on this battle.

"This is a grudge game, and it's also interesting. Shanhai Wu Gao actually met the representative team of Feilei Xiancheng in two consecutive knockout rounds... If Feilei No. 2 Gao is also eliminated, it will really turn into Ancestors' grudges."

Commentator Zhao Gonghe said with a smile.

Commentator Lin Miaomiao, whose chest almost collapsed, the female commentator on the commentary desk, sat on a chair, crossed her long black legs, pursed her red lips, and said: "What should I say about this battle? Personally, I am more optimistic about Shattered He's a busty guy... He's really fierce, and his breast-breaking posture is so cool, it feels like he's smashed it."

Zhao Gonghe: "..."

Here we are, Sister Miao started to explain in a coquettish style again.

On the other side, the commentator Guan Yuan pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, showing a solemn look: "The Broken Breast Monster is indeed powerful, but this battle... it's hard to say."

"The secret information I personally received is that the top five in the mountains and seas... have very deep cards. I heard that they were taken to the fragmented small world of the Xianmen Continent for special training by their leading teacher a month ago..."

"In other words, the three top five players in Shanhai have hidden their strength. I don't know how strong their specific strength is."

Guan Yuan shook his head: "All in all, this battle with Fei Lei Er Gao will never be as devastating as the last battle, or even a timed battle."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Lin Miaomiao was now a determined chest-breaking maniac and persisted. She curled her red lips and said, "Brother Guan, what do you think of the winning rates of Feilei Second High and Shanhai Fifth High?"

Guan Yuan pondered for three seconds and then spoke: "Let's open three to seven, Feilei two to three, Shanhai five to seven..."

"After all, the national competition is a team competition, three versus three. If it were an individual competition, I might be more optimistic about the Chestbreaker."

"But in a three-on-three group, there's really nothing that Fei Lei, the second best, can do except for the Chest-Shattering Maniac."

"One is at the ninth level of Qi refining, the other is at the eighth level...it's difficult."

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On the commentary stage, Guan Yuan's sigh resounded.

On the alloy stage, there were also sighs.

One of the tall players from Shanhai Wugao who was opposite Fang Che and the others.

This player has black shoulder-length hair, wears a leather robe, and has a touch of melancholy on his face.

Jia Shengli was very unhappy with this guy's sigh: "You're sighing like a hammer. It's also the third round of the knockout round. Who do you look down on?"

The top five player in Shanhai is called Tao Qi. He heard Jia Shengli’s question to him. He pursed his lips and slowly closed his eyes. He raised a slender finger with a silver ring and put it against his lips. side.

"Shh... Mo Yan, just listen."

Jia Shengli: "???"

Tao Qi shook his hair slightly and let the sunlight shine on his face: "It's the sound of sunlight falling."

Jia Shengli: “(°ー°〃)”

Where does this awkwardness come from?

"What does this have to do with your sighing?" Jia Shengli held back the nausea rolling in his heart.

Tao Qi glanced sideways at Jia Shengli with his slender eyes, and sighed again: "Because your presence affects my mood of bathing in the sunshine."

Fang Che smiled and raised his hands to applaud.

"You are so coquettish. I hope you can continue to maintain this coquettishness later..."

The swordsmanship referee seemed a little offended.

"The seventh game of the third round of the knockout round, Feilei Second High School vs. Shanhai Fifth High School, starts now!"

After finishing his words, the sword cultivator turned into a sword light and disappeared.

When the referee disappears in the alloy ring, it means the fight begins!

Tao Qi smiled elegantly, raised his hand, and tied up his hair with a nylon rope, a coldness flashed in his slender eyes.

"Teacher Shi said that our goal...crush all the bones of the three of them until they admit defeat."

"First focus on the chest-crushing madman and deal with that guy... Second High School Fei Lei is a waste."

"Just treat that breast-crushing madman...as a monster that has been torn into pieces by us again and again."

After Tao Qi finished speaking, his body's mana surged.

"For Teacher Shi's grudge."

"Let's go all out."

boom! ! !

Tao Qi's eyes narrowed, and talismans floated around him one after another. The talismans were activated, and powerful spiritual power surged out.

The two teammates beside him also swayed and rushed towards Fang Che as fast as lightning.

The speed is really very fast, and in the process of running, there is an intertwining of energy and blood, and... rich mana fluctuations burst out like a tornado.

Foundation building... second floor!

These two people are actually players on the second level of foundation building!

On the rostrum, the three commentators immediately exclaimed after sensing this mana fluctuation.

Guan Yuan shouted excitedly: "Let me tell you, they have hidden their strength!"

"And that player Tao Qi, he is a Talisman Maker! This mana fluctuation...is the third level of foundation building!"

"It's over, this one is over."

"The lineup of Shanhai Five High School... is even qualified to hit the top three!"

Guan Yuan's voice suddenly rose to a high pitched roar!

The surrounding audience also fell silent, watching the collision and confrontation in the field with surprise and nervousness.

the other side.

Fang Che faced the three top players from Shanhai and Hai with full fire, and the fighting spirit and excitement in his eyes gradually surged out.

"Lao Jia!"

Fang Che shouted sharply.

Jia Shengli held his head high and raised his hand suddenly, revealing the watch on his wrist that was inlaid with brilliant diamonds.

For this scene, Jia Shengli specially changed into an eye-catching watch.

In this way, the world can see him and understand that Jia Shengli... is not doing nothing, not simply winning.

Fang Che looked at the two players on the second level of the foundation building who were running towards him quickly.

He grinned.

He slowly took off the sandbags from his hands and legs.

Then, he suddenly threw the sandbag out.

The moment the sandbag was thrown out, his figure also disappeared from the spot, and flew out simultaneously with the sandbag.

On the silver alloy arena, the energy burst out, and the Lion Heart Purple Flame and the Tyrant Dragon Blue Thunder Sha suddenly intertwined, like a purple-green horizontal thunder shooting out.

Two players from the second level of foundation building approached. Their faces were cold, like seasoned hunters hunting monsters.

The foundation-building spirit was overwhelming, intending to use force to overwhelm others. After all, Fang Che's cultivation level was only at the ninth level of Qi refining.

Facing the Lingshu sandbag thrown by Fang Che, the two of them ducked sideways and avoided it.

Fang Che's body suddenly stopped.

Clenched into a fist.

The spirit-binding sandbag that should have crossed their bodies suddenly floated around the two of them.

The two top five players from Shanhai were stunned.

The next moment, his eyes tightened and his expression changed drastically!

Because there are invisible fluctuations surging above the sandbags.

A unique field was formed, and they felt that their shoulders suddenly became extremely heavy, as if there were huge rocks pressing on their limbs!

"Heavy...gravity...doubled!"

Their throats were sore and their movements suddenly became extremely slow.

Purple-green thunder and fire rays of light intertwined, and Fang Che's bright eyes appeared in the center of the two.

There was a sound like blood boiling.

Fang Che was suddenly filled with dragon power!

Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon!

Jiuyan blazing sun!

Fang Che's body rose taller, and pieces of fine dragon scales emerged from it, and his arms turned into dragon arms that exuded blazing heat.

"Roar!"

Sonic magic!

Zhenshen roars!

With a roar, the two foundation-building monks, who were among the top five in the mountains and seas, suddenly fell into dizziness, temporary deafness and loss of consciousness.

Amidst the clanging sound, Fang Che's dragon arms spread out with five fingers of both hands and lightly grabbed the heads of the two mountain and sea monks.

The terrifying five fingers of giant strength were almost embedded in their skulls.

You can easily crush their heads.

However, Fang Che did not choose a bloody headshot. Instead, he threw the two of them up, contracted his arms and then smashed them out, hitting the two bodies as they were thrown up and down.

Puff!

The two monks on the second floor of the Foundation were barely able to resist. Fang Che's hammer blasted a bleeding hole in their chests. The thick blood mist covered the place, and their bodies were ejected left and right.

But Fang Che's figure showed no signs of stagnation.

The third level of the Eight Desolations exploded, and the energy and blood were as deep as the sea.

In the blink of an eye.

Fang Che stepped down, and his black hair flew up.

Qi, blood, thunder, true fire... like three colors of rays of light, surging behind Fang Che, reflecting the blazing red dragon armor on his body, appearing in front of Tao Qi like a demon god walking out of the abyss.

Tao Qi's neck stiffened, and he slowly raised his head, looking at Fang Che who seemed to have countless special effects... Sweat slowly began to form on his forehead and back.

Looking at Tao Qi who was dripping with sweat, Fang Che raised the corners of his lips, raised his arms, and raised a finger to his lips.

"Listen again..."

"Do you hear the sun crying?"