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() "Well... it seems not good." Hong Liebing murmured to himself, "Although Terry looks strong at this moment, and he still has spare energy. But I think he is now,

It should have reached its limit."

Hong Liebing had sharp eyes, and at first glance, she saw Terry's fatigue hidden under her proud expression, and the sword-holding right hand that could not stop trembling and convulsing.

What's more, the silver fighter who came on stage in the end was not a soft persimmon that could be easily grasped!

He is an authentic second-level master of peak-level numbers!

Even if Terry is at his peak, if he wants to win, he will probably have to go through a fierce competition like a dragon and tiger.

Now he... forget it!

"Hey! Terry!" Hong Liebing sucked his true energy and shouted at Terry on the stage: "Are you okay? Do you want me to change it?"

"Men can't say no!" Terry laughed loudly, waved to the silver fighter on the stage with his left hand, and said, "Even if you attack me, you'll be there! Today, let me fight nine people in Terry and write my battle song.

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"Good demeanor!" The silver fighter nodded and praised. As his wrist turned, a silver light suddenly appeared in the void. The sword tip pointed to Tri's eyebrows, emitting a hint of cold air. "Although I admire your demeanor and cultivation, I absolutely

I won't hold back! Be careful!"

"Just to my wish!" Terry raised his head and laughed, his head full of blonde hair dancing wildly, "Give all his strength, this is my greatest respect!"

"boom--"

Terry's body shook, and the moment he stepped on the ground, he turned into a stream of light, and he even launched a violent attack without regard to his consumption.

"Swish--"

With a sword, a silver-white torrent of several feet long tides tumbling over the void, as if a silver dragon attacked out, with its scales flying, its momentum was terrifying, bringing a strong sense of oppression. The white-sea air flow spread and raging.

"Drink!" Baiyin fighter shouted loudly, glared at his eyes, rushed forward fearlessly.

In his figure, a tragic momentum of moving forward and not being able to dominate the enemy.

Indeed, if he loses again, the game will be spread throughout the world by Terry's victory against nine.

At that time, their academy's reputation will be completely ruined.

In order not to let this happen, the Silver Fighter was completely ruthless and breathed a sigh of relief. The victory hope was unprecedentedly strong.

Every move and every move was unreserved. There was no feeling of shrinking his head and feet like the previous eight people, fearing that he would be injured and killed.

"Roar!" Terry also roared angrily, his momentum rose again, and a fierce hope of winning flashed in his eyes.

In this battle, Silver Fighter and Terry both have reasons not to lose, but the outcome is already destined.

"Bang--"

Terry groaned, and he was not as angry as he was not good at fighting. After a brief and fierce confrontation, the silver fighter found the flaw and pulled the sword in his hand with one sword. He hit the chest with a heavy punch.

It was like a kite with a broken string, thrown away from a distance, sprinkling a string of red blood beads.

"Terry, I've long said you can't do it." Hong Liebing laughed loudly, and the Heart of the God-shattered Star Step moved at will and instantly displayed.

With a flash, he seemed to be like a ghostly and disappeared in an instant.

At a speed close to teleportation, he appeared out of thin air in the direction of the throwing flight in Terry, and reached out to catch him with soft strength.

In addition, Hong Liebing also easily injected a stream of Lie Tianyi into his body to stabilize his injuries and drive away blood stasis in his chest.

Terry is the peak silver fighter with the second-level achievement, and defeats the two silver fighters. The record of the six first-level bronze fighters has already attracted the attention of countless students in the audience.

At this moment, as soon as the extreme speed of the Hongliu Ice Falling God Shattered Star Step was used, the skill immediately shocked everyone, causing countless people to exclaim, and an incredible divine se appeared in their eyes.

Among them, among the beautiful teachers and students of Lanning Women's College, the emotional fluctuations are the strongest.

Magicians of the same level will have much more combat power than warriors of the same level as long as they have enough time to recite spells and cast magic.

In other words, if a magician doesn't have time to cast magic, her combat power will be far lower than that of a warrior of the same level.

This is a common sense in the mainland.

Therefore, for magicians, the one they fear most is to fight speed warriors in places not far enough.

The martial arts competition platform of Wangcheng Magic Martial Arts Academy is very large, with a length of sixteen feet wide.

One zhang equals ten feet, which is about three 333 meters.

The distance of sixteen meters is equivalent to more than fifty meters.

This distance is built at the fairest distance between the magician and the warrior, and it is necessary to strive to be neither side.

However, this distance, in Hongliong Bing, who has now reached the second level of cultivation and mastered the Nine Steps of the God of Desolation. In the eyes of Hongliong Bing, one of the four great powers of the God of Desolation Broken Star Step, in just a flash of his finger, almost three steps

Can cross it!

Nowadays, once the Hongliong Bing is fully activated, and with the power of the green torrent wind, even an ordinary fourth-level wind-type dark gold fighter will be inferior to the se.

Looking at all the participants in the audience, even Hong Jingyu, a fourth-level dark gold-level strongman with the power of thousands of men, is definitely not a match for Hong Liebing in terms of speed!

Although Hong Jingyu is a fourth-level dark gold-level warrior, his xin is a flame with powerful attack power, not the wind with the absolute fastest speed.

In terms of speed, he may not be able to compare with the squad leader, this wind-type golden fighter who is at the peak of the third level.

"Hey hey... Xiaobing, are you talking about the soldiers who have worked hard and worked hard until the last moment, and are exhausted and never-saying, what should you say?" Hearing Hong Liebing obviously mocked.

Terry glared at the meaningful words, and grabbed Hong Liebing's neck with a sway, shaking violently. "You bastard, are you sympathetic? Can't you even say something encouraging?

Sharp you bastard!"

"...Ahem... You bastard, your strength to pinch my neck... is it like a wounded person who has worked hard and worked hard and exhausted? ". Terry was pinched until he was almost breathless.

Hong Liebing's voice became hoarse when she was angry.

He burst out his innocent energy, and after breaking away Terry's hands like a steel hoop, he touched his neck, which was pinched red, laughed and said, "Now, it's my turn, I'm on the court, you

The wounded went to play with mud. Haha...you see how I can show off!"

"Tsk!" Terry stretched out his middle finger disdainfully, shaking up and down, "The other party is still a silver fighter of the second level, at least. Even if you are a god-like level... well... don't underestimate the enemy in the Yingou Cave anyway

Just capsize!"

"Just kidding!" Hong Liebing laughed. She stroked her hair and put on a sao bag that no one else could be my hero. "What kind of yin ditch hole does this world have to accommodate my God King warship?

?Pull your single eyelids and small eyeballs and look at it there!"

After saying this, Hong Liebing's body suddenly flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, his figure appeared on the competition stage, facing the silver fighter far away.

With this body technique alone, Hong Liebing has already established an invincible position!

"Please!" Hong Liebing reached out to signal the other party to attack first, a confident smile appeared on his lips, and a white dress danced with the wind, showing a sense of elegance.

If he hadn't been too young now and his face seemed a little too tender, he probably would have caused the beauties in the audience to scream and their eyes were full of love.

However, in this way, Hong Liebing still found several beautiful ladies with a flood of mothers, and cast a look at him as if he was going to swallow him.

"Well. I am indeed a handsome guy! My face is so popular with the emperor!" Hong Liebing said in secretly intoxicatedly.

Many things in this world are easy to bring sorrow when you are happy, but bad things come.

Just as Hong Liebing was intoxicated with narcissism, the silver fighter who was far away from him suddenly shook his eyes. He seized the opportunity and took action like lightning, with a fierce fighting spirit.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—"

Several fighting spirits, like silver arrows, broke through the air and tore through the sky, and were as fast as cold electricity, flashing with sharp light.

In the blink of an eye, he had already traveled more than ten feet away and attacked Hongliongbing.

The silver-white sharp aura even pierced his nose and made him feel a little painful.

However, thanks to this pain, Hong Liebing woke up from his loss of consciousness.

"Ha! Not enough!" Hong Liebing laughed, and a bold and voluminous color burst out in her eyes.

Since he has come to his senses, how could he be beaten by such a pediatric-like thing?

"Swish--"

Hongliobing's footsteps, and when he used the God-Shattering Star Step, his body suddenly disappeared from the spot, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang several silver dou auras like silver arrows fell into the air.

Eight dark pits immediately appeared on the ground.

"Not good!" Baiyin fighter said intimately, and his heart completely sank.

Even though he had tried his best to activate his eyes, he still failed to capture the slightest movement of Honglibing!

"Suck--" The silver fighter took a deep breath, holding a battle sword in his hand, his eyes swept around, revealing the se of the jing ring.

As long as there is a slight disturbance around him, he will immediately force a thunderous attack.

"The competition...it's over here."

Suddenly, the voice of Honglibing's words came from behind the Silver Fighter.

There is no sign of success!

It was so sudden that a heart couldn't help but jump out of your chest!

The silver fighter instantly changed his face, and his backhand was a sword.

"Swish--"

The silver Dou Qi, which was at the peak of the second level, burst out with a bang, rising and lingering on the sword, forcing him to emit more than three feet long, sharp and sharp, sweeping the violent momentum of the 100-person square formation.

The power of the sword of the Silver Fighter, even a piece of Qinggangyan, would be cut open and divided into two!

But his powerful and violent sword could not be swung down.

A white palm stretched out like lightning, grabbed his wrist from behind, and suppressed his movements with absolute strength.

The silver fighter was shocked, his body shook, and he rushed forward suddenly, trying to use this to distance himself from Hongliongbing.

However, it's too late!

A sensation of coldness suddenly spread from his neck, and a stinging pain was caused.

Hong Liebing's ethereal sword had quietly crossed the neck of the silver fighter!

As Hong Liebing said, the game is over here.

No suspense!

Absolute instant defeat! (To be continued.)