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() The competition started as soon as it started.

There are eight competition platforms in the Wangcheng Magic Martial Arts Academy, which can accommodate 16 teams of competition at the same time.

In other words, if each competition is only compared with two rounds, all today's games can be ended.

Lanning Women's College is No. 3, and is in the first group of martial arts competitions.

However, if they want to play, they have to wait for the No. 1 team and No. 2 team to finish playing.

However, Hong Jingyu and his team, Hong Liebing and their eight-person class, Qingfeng Magic and Martial Arts Academy participating teams, and the team where the third princess is all played in the first round.

This is also good, so you can save yourself waiting.

The opponent of Honglibing and their eight-person class is an academy with average strength.

Nine students, three second-level silver fighters, and six first-level bronze fighters. Their strength is completely disproportionate to their top team that is enough to compete for the championship and runner-up position, and it is easy to win.

"I haven't done it for a long time, so it's okay to loosen my muscles occasionally." Seeing that the other party had sent someone to the field, Lu Li laughed, rubbed his shoulders, and then walked towards the competition stage.

A breath of like a tiger coming out of the gate, a dragon soaring into the sky, and an eagle flying to the sky came naturally and filled the whole audience.

Hong Liebing, the class monitor, Fatty and others have no doubt that Lu Li can defeat the nine participating students on his own!

The title of Qianjun Yipi of the third-level golden fighter is not bragging about.

Lu Li definitely has this strength!

But just as he passed Terry, a palm suddenly stretched out from the side and pressed it on his shoulder.

"Why use a knives to kill a chicken?" Terry raised his head, smiled with teeth, and said, "Now is the time for me to show my face. None of you should compete with me!"

After saying this, Terry took a step and the second-level silver Dou Qi floated up, crossed three feet apart in one step, and steadily jumped to the competition stage.

He turned around and showed a proud look on his face. He reached out to Hong Liebing, the squad leader, the fat man, the mouse, Yang Ming, Lu Li, and Jamies. He gestured with a gesture of "Don't worry, leave it to me".

Seeing this, the mouse took two steps forward and replied with a gesture of "I'll leave it to you."

Unfortunately, the match between Terry and the opponent had already begun at this time, so I didn't see it.

Terry's battle began quickly and ended quickly.

The opponent's first student on the field is just a first-level bronze fighter who fights one against ten.

Terry was even in the third move before he could fully open his combat power. He beat his opponent with one sword and flew out of the field, winning a perfect match.

The strength of the second-level silver fighter who swept through the 100-person square formation was instantly revealed, and it was like a walk in the first-level bronze fighter, with no difficulty at all.

Seeing Terry so fiercely, the other party did not dare to neglect. He sent one of the three second-level silver fighters to fight Terry.

But it’s a pity that although they are both second-level silver fighters, one is the second-level mid-level and the other is the second-level major-level peak. The gap is huge and there is no suspense.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-"

Terry, who was as powerful as a rainbow, was filled with silver lights, and a battle sword opened and closed, with a mighty and uncast, as if it was a forceful force to split the mountain, which made the silver fighter breathless and retreated continuously.

Suddenly, a jing light flashed in Terry's eyes, and a quick step suddenly bullied him. He grabbed a flaw in the opponent's middle gate and attacked suddenly, with a powerful force. With a bang, he hit an elbow in the screams of many students.

Beat him off the stage.

"Hahaha..." Terry stood on the competition stage, with aura, his expression was arrogant, the fire of fighting spirit in his eyes was burning, and the laughter in his mouth seemed to be happy and crazy.

A silver Dou Qi, which was a peak-level second-level silver Dou Qi, penetrated his body and shone through the entire audience, emitting a powerful power to push the cavalry formation of hundreds of people, and defeat the enemy's powerful forces.

Seeing this, the only two silver fighters left on the other side looked at each other with a solemn face, one of them came on stage again and had a fierce battle with Terry.

This silver fighter has the second-level great success level, which is undoubtedly better than the silver fighter just now.

However, it was not enough to face Terry, who was in full swing at the moment. He was suppressed by Terry's momentum and had almost no room for fighting back. He retreated step by step and couldn't even raise his head.

"I amp;%#@! What's going on with this guy? The more you fight, the harder you get, there's no room for anything! Does he think the game is a life-and-death battle? There's no reason for a silver fighter to fight so long! He has endured it in the rift?

What kind of training?" The silver fighter secretly complained in his heart, and supported the battle sword in his hand and showed a little embarrassing.

It is a very simple truth that hardness cannot be long-lasting and softness cannot be kept. Eight out of ten martial arts practitioners know it.

The Silver Fighter originally thought that although Terry was powerful, after consuming a lot of fighting spirit in the previous two battles, he should not last long for such a fierce attack.

As long as you survive this period of time, Terry's strength declines and becomes tired, and victory belongs to him.

But he didn't expect that Terry was not the case at all.

The attack in his hand became more and more fierce, violent and tragic, and he was not tired at all, just like fighting spirit, physical strength, and momentum were not all used.

"It's just a game, is it necessary to fight so hard? The swords and swords are powerful and do not avoid the vital points. If you accidentally get a sword, you may have to die on the spot!" A feeling of fear appeared in

In the heart of the Silver Fighter, he was frightened by Terry's madness.

War is courage!

Whether it is a war or a fight, momentum is very important.

The silver fighter, who was not Terry's opponent, became more and more insignificant after his fear appeared in his heart, and he shrank his hands and feet.

In this case, he was quickly forced to the corner of the competition stage by Terry.

Immediately afterwards, Terry flipped his wrist, and a silver dou energy that was like a training-like slashed through the air and swept out, and with a bang, he knocked the silver fighter out of the field.

After winning the game, Terry held a silver sword in his hand, stood on the spot with high fighting spirit and fearlessness, and his momentum reached an unprecedented peak.

The dazzling silver savage energy surged like a sea, surging the whole audience, with endless ripples.

The head is raised high, like an invincible god of war, majestic.

"So...so amazing!"

"Are all the students of Wangcheng Magic Martial Arts Academy so powerful?"

"We are no match!"

"Is his fighting spirit, physical strength, and will really endless?"

The fear and panic, like a huge shadow, instantly appeared in the hearts of the students who were about to go on stage to fight Terry.

Terry is not angry?

Have you exhausted your energy?

Well, that's true, nothing wrong at all.

Although Terry is extremely talented, he has no special bloodline, two does not have the technique of being as strong and domineering as the true energy of the God of War, three does not have magical and unpredictable elixir assistance, four does not open the heavenly gate, can be sourced

Continuously absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and replenish your own consumption.

He cannot fight unlimitedly and always stays at his peak.

But how could outsiders know how difficult it is to train for Terry, Hong Liebing, the squad leader, mouse, Yang Ming, Lu Li, Fatty, and Jamies over the years?

What ordinary people call limits and the limits in their minds are not the same as those in their minds.

What ordinary people call exhaustion and lack of fighting, but in Terry and the others' eyes, it's just the beginning!

Hong Liebing remembers that when he was just trained by an old pervert in Madrid, he felt that he had reached his limit after a day of cruel lessons. There was no skeletal muscle on his body that was not sore and he had no strength.

However, after a period of training in such hell, the jing gods gradually began to receive this intensity of training.

Although I still feel very hard, I don’t have the feeling of being in hell, life is worse than death.

This is the improvement of willpower.

After defeating a first-level bronze master and two second-level silver fighters, Terry, who is also a second-level silver fighter, consumes a lot of energy and physical strength in both fighting spirit and physical strength.

For ordinary people, this feeling of fatigue and severe consumption has indeed reached the limit of their will and is unbearable.

But this feeling has long been common for Terry, who has been under inhuman training for many years.

It's like letting a noble young man who is rich and frugal, unable to pick his hands and cannot resist his shoulders go and have a meal with a big man with scars on his body to suffer pain.

The young master may have rolled on the ground with pain, burst into tears, and even fainted. But the man was able to remain as calm as a mountain, calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.

Doesn’t the big man feel pain?

How is this possible!

But the great man has become accustomed to it and has become natural.

After reaching this point, I feel that it is nothing more than that.

"No! Even if we want to lose, we must not be defeated by a second-level silver fighter with one against nine!" The remaining second-level silver fighter, with his teeth tightly clenched, his eyes lit up, and he said fiercely: "Past

,Kabuche, Opatralon, Urites, Spako, after you five come on stage, don’t fight him head-on, take a fight and consume his fighting spirit. The last battle... I will deal with him!

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"yes!"

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The next five battles...uh...maybe five cat and mouse games are going very hard.

Although Terry won one by one in the end, his physical fitness and fighting spirit were consumed a lot.

"Huhuhu...huhu..." Terry was on the ground with his sword, gasping heavily, and his clothes were almost wet with sweat.

But his blood-red eyes, like a beast, and his bloodthirsty and crazy smile shocked the last silver fighter who came on stage. He instinctively realized that something was wrong, and he felt as if he was staring at the eyes of the prehistoric giant beast.

A feeling of likeness. (To be continued.)

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