Thirteen seconds!

What is a record?

It means surpassing the past and showing the most amazing performance, which is a record.

At this moment, Jia Shengli's roaring sound echoed throughout the audience and echoed in the temple battlefield.

The teams rushing from all sides stopped, one by one, their eyes widened, and they looked in disbelief at the Rong Xiong who was defeated by one blow!

You know, that's Rong Xiong...

The talented star player from the second high school in the Imperial City is extremely powerful, and even many geniuses from the third year of high school find it difficult to persevere in the hands of Rong Xiong.

This is a genius with innate bloodline and supernatural powers!

However, in the physical confrontation, one-on-one, Rong Xiong... was crushed!

With one punch, Rong Xiong was thrown into the air, and the ferocious earth reflected by the innate magical power behind him was directly exploded and shattered...

Bloodshed on the spot!

Fang Che had a burly body, and his whole body was burning with golden flames. He was surrounded by two golden crows with spread wings, and he looked extremely mysterious.

"Thirteen seconds..."

Fang Che slowly exhaled.

"Ding! You completed an overwhelming rout and defeated your opponent. Diligence +300. The total time is 13 seconds. The current winning streak is: 3..."

The panel prompt also pops up.

Fang Che's lips couldn't help but curl up, and his mood became extremely good. It wasn't because he had defeated Rong Xiong and gained 300 points of diligence. For him, the most important thing now... was whether he could continue his winning streak. .

With the reform of the competition system, Fang Che is also worried that the winning streak will not continue. In that case, it will not be good news for him.

After all, there were only two wins before. Once it ends, the rewards... may not really be that impressive.

But it's different now.

The defeat of Rong Xiong and his two teammates extended Fang Che's winning streak.

This is definitely very good news for Fang Che.

"Maybe... I can open a golden treasure chest!"

Fang Che's eyes brightened.

Originally, in the fourth round, according to the original competition system, he could only get one victory, but now it is different.

Twenty-three teams meant that Fang Che had twenty-three wins waiting for him to win.

Although the difficulty is much greater than before, and once the battle begins, the battle must end within one minute...

Thinking about it, it is much more difficult than it originally was, but the benefits are definitely different.

He can even increase the number of wins to an extremely high level!

"Who said this competition system reform...is not friendly to me? It's like feeding wins into my mouth. This competition system reform is tailor-made for me."

Fang Che was so excited that he wished he could personally hold up the senior who chose to reform the competition system and take a sip.

far away.

Rong Xiong fell to the ground, his eyes were black, his body was shaking slightly, and his chest was broken into two big holes. He finally understood why Fang Che was called a chest-breaking monster.

Although, in a fight, smashing the chest is an extremely convenient way to win.

However, Fang Che has already stepped out of his style and his own way with Broken Chest. He is unique and very coquettish.

Rong Xiong staggered up from the twenty-meter pit, with horror still in his eyes.

"Join hands... join forces..."

Duel is simply an act and decision made by a fool.

Why should we fight one on one when we can surround him?

Rong Xiong already regretted that he actually chose to be the first person, and now he suffered heavy losses, even involving two teammates...

He looked back and saw two teammates who fainted immediately and lost the ability to fight...

Her lips pursed, trying to say sorry, but she couldn't.

After all, the two teammates were building the second level of the foundation, so that they would not be unable to escape, mainly to save him, but the result...

You left peacefully!

Rong Xiong covered his mouth and almost burst into tears.

Overturned...

No, it probably hit the iron plate.

They are the second-highest team in the Imperial City, and they have a chance to hit the top three!

Rong Xiong felt the gradually blurring images around him...

He knew that he and his two teammates who had suffered unreasonable disasters would be judged as defeated by the formation due to loss of combat effectiveness, and would be kicked out of the formation and lose their qualifications to participate.

Buzz buzz...

The surrounding scenes gradually disappeared until I opened my eyes again.

Rong Xiong found himself and his two teammates lying on a stretcher, being carried out of the ring by medical monks.

The silver arena was covered in white, with majestic mana fluctuations surging inside...

But they no longer belong to this battlefield.

Rong Xiong covered his face.

Beside him, two teammates stood up in confusion...

Suddenly, I sat up in a nightmare and realized that the hot chick was me.

The two teammates had this mentality at the moment. What did they... do?

Why is it gone?

Rong Xiong let out a long breath, and the cheers from all around the auditorium were like thunder, overwhelming the sky, gongs and drums, and blasts.

even……

The audience had no time to grieve over the defeat of the top two players in the Imperial City...

He fell into a new round of tension.

"Oh!!! Thirteen seconds! Chest-breaking Rubik's Cube classmate! So fierce, so fierce!"

Lin Miaomiao, the commentator, was so excited that she jumped up and down, and the peaks of her chest rose and fell.

The commentator Zhao Gonghe beside him also took a breath of cold air: "Foundation! Fang has built a foundation. He defeated Rong Xiong, the player who was leading the way, in a crushing manner. He is one of the star players of this national competition!"

"Wait... Jia Shengli seems to shout 13 seconds. It seems that the timed battle method created by Fang has not yet disappeared. It is still blooming in the arena of this national competition!"

As a neutral commentator, Zhao Gonghe exclaimed at this moment without hesitation.

Commentator Guan Yuan turned his face away, showing a little sadness on his face.

No...

His mouth is indeed blessed.

Say the opposite of what you say?

"It's unreasonable... No, how can this be counted? This is being beaten up!"

Guan Yuan spread his hands and said innocently.

He felt that Fang Che was unreasonable, not that he was saying the opposite of what he said.

"But the fact is that, Fang still completed a timed battle, and it is also a timed battle, you can't deny this fact!"

"Go ahead, Guan Du Nai."

Zhao Gonghe laughed.

He just likes to see Guan Yuan get humiliated.

However, the audience soon quieted down, because on the big screen, the battle in the temple battlefield...began to continue.

Even, the situation developed beyond everyone's expectations.

……

……

Fang Che's eyes were burning, and his body was steaming.

As he fought with Rong Xiong.

The sound of breaking through the air continued to emerge around, and one after another black shadows gathered rapidly, and their figures emerged behind the walls around the temple.

That was the team that came from all directions and was attracted by the battle between Fang Che and Rong Xiong.

Fang Che was burly, and after opening the Eight Desolations Explosion, his tall body was full of oppression. He glanced around, and his sharp eyes wanted to strangle people's minds.

Jia Shengli felt the dense figures around him.

The excitement on his face gradually began to disappear...

"What the hell..."

Jia Shengli began to murmur.

No, why is this happening?

Didn't we agree on a group fight?

How did it turn into a gang fight?

Fang Che defeated the seeded player, Imperial Capital No. 2 High School, and even defeated the star player Rong Xiong...

However, it did not scare away the surrounding teams that chose to besiege, and even made the teams that originally did not want to participate join the siege.

Jia Shengli was numb.

He thought that Fang Che defeated Rong Xiong in such a domineering and crazy way, which should be able to win a short respite for the Feilei No. 2 High School team.

But he was wrong, and what he got in return... was just a more suffocating offensive!

"I want to complain!"

Jia Shengli murmured.

However, the fiery in Fang Che's eyes became more and more intense.

"That's enough..."

"Old Jia, get your watch ready..."

"Help me."

"Keep counting!"

Fang Che's body shook, and then he stepped down, the bricks and stones on the ground burst open, and countless cracks gushed out hot air and rushed into the sky.

Fang Che had already rushed towards the dark 22 teams without hesitation.

Buzz...

Sword energy raged out, and the firelight intertwined, accompanied by the sizzling green thunder and lightning, and the rolling lion heart purple smoke!

The purple and green sword energy stretched across the battlefield of the temple, like a gorgeous streak.

Go straight in one direction!

Jia Shengli stared at Fang Che, who was determined to fight the remaining 22 teams alone, and his mouth was open for a long time.

This man...

A madman.

One person surrounded everyone...Are you serious?

Wait...

Jia Shengli's scalp suddenly numbed.

In this situation...How to count? !

He suddenly realized...

Winning without doing anything is also a skill!

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