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() "Huhuhuhu..." Terry, who won the victory, stalked on the ground, gasping for breath, and his blood surged on his face.

A few strands of golden hair hung down, and were stuck to the bridge of his nose on his forehead by sweat.

It can be seen that Terry, who won the victory, had consumed a lot of energy and fighting spirit.

But his eyes became more and more intense, and the fire of fighting spirit was burning, and his momentum seemed to be even better than before.

Those who underestimate him will definitely end up miserably.

"The boys under Madrid are indeed all crazy." Istantin, who was standing in Hongjingyu's team and watching the game silently, his eyes flashed and he murmured suddenly.

That expression seemed to be relieved and complained.

"If you don't be crazy, you won't survive!" Hong Jingyu smiled and said, "My grandfather once said, crazy, this is a quality that a peerless strong man should have. Terry is already a bit strong man on his body.

It looks like it."

"Oh?" Istantin looked at Hong Jingyu in a sideways and said, "Then are you a madman?"

"Me? Hehe... don't joke with the mentor, I am a civilized person who knows books and rituals. Crazy things are not close to me."

"...You really have the face to say it."

“In Lower Austin College…”

At this moment, a silver fighter with a fish-faced face in Austin Academy kicked his feet and jumped to the competition stage, and reported his name.

Unfortunately, neither Terry on the stage nor Hong Liebing, the squad leader, Fatty, Jamies, Yang Ming, and Lu Li, nor were interested in listening to his name.

"Good luck!" Terry nodded to him, his body straightened up, and he ignored the huge loss of physical strength and fighting spirit. He launched the attack first.

Moreover, the moves are violent and powerful, extremely fierce.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—"

The silver squa Dou Qi is brilliant and gorgeous, and is forced to send out more than three feet.

When they were waving, it was like a sword that killed the sky, and there was a solemn and murderous aura everywhere in the void.

"Huh?" A trace of surprise appeared on the face of the Silver Fighter of Austin Academy.

He really couldn't figure out why Terry, who had experienced a big battle, launched such a strong attack.

However, all the students of Austin Academy were of amazing strength. Even though they were shocked, their subordinates were not slow at all.

A battle sword in his hand danced, the sword shadows were endless, not airtight, round and round, splashing ink without intrusion. Although he failed to force Terry back, he could still keep himself safe.

The Silver Fighter firmly believed that Terry had consumed too much in the previous battle. Such an offensive would not last long. As long as he could survive this time, he could easily win.

He was thinking nothing wrong!

Terry's physical strength and fighting spirit were almost exhausted.

However, it is precisely because of this that Terry's attack becomes more and more fierce, just like an injured beast fighting to the death, bursting out the most powerful and violent force, and it is necessary to win in a short time.

He knew that once the other party was relieved, he would definitely lose his strength if he was about to be exhausted!

At that time, all the momentum and the spirit of fighting are fake.

"Swish--"

Terry stepped forward with a quick step, and the silver war sword in his hand tore the atmosphere and slid it upwards. The cold silver light suddenly appeared in the void.

"Single"

As the sound of gold and iron clashes, sparks splash and scatter.

The battle sword in Terry's hand and the battle sword in the silver fighter's hand were also shocked by the recoil force and flew out of his hand, falling to the ground, trembling constantly.

Widths of scarlet blood flowed from the tiger's mouth in their right hand holding the sword, dripping onto the ground, shocking.

"Roar!" Terry roared violently, bullying his body, and endless silver rays flashed around him, shaking the void, as if the injured dragon had finally fought, extremely tragic.

The silver fighter was shocked. The silver fighter who was at the peak of the second level was instantly activated to the highest level.

A punch that was not fancy but powerful but was strong enough to smash the big shield of Jinggang and kill Manniu, hitting Terry, who was rushing towards the violently rushing towards him.

Terry clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, and he was completely cruel.

Facing the heavy punch from the Silver Fighter in the chest, he did not dodge or avoid it, straightened his chest and slammed it, and took the punch with a bang.

"What?" The silver fighter was shocked and instinctively realized that something was wrong. He kicked his feet and quickly flew to dodge, but it was too late.

Terry, whose mouth was covered in blood, his arms were like iron hoops, hugging him.

Immediately afterwards, he crazily activated the silver dou energy in his body, and rushed forward like a cannonball, with a fast and fast momentum.

The silver fighter roared and struggled hard, but this was useless.

"Plop—"

Terry, who was hugging the silver fighter, fell down the competition stage, smashing two deep pits, and losing the qualification to continue the competition together.

"Such a crazy fighting posture... are they all crazy?"

"If their participating players have the crazy will of this student named Terry, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to get it in their hands!"

"Hasn't Wangcheng Magic Martial Arts Academy always won by cultivation? When did they start to play the Qingfeng Magic Martial Arts Academy's tragic battle?"

The students of Austin Academy were suddenly moved at this moment, revealing an unprecedented solemnity, as if they were facing a great enemy, their momentum was completely suppressed.

"Cough cough..." Terry, who fell to the audience, knelt on one knee. Just as he was about to get up, his throat suddenly squirmed, his mouth was sweet, and he spitted out a mouthful of blood with a red face.

He reached out and rubbed his burning chest, and smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, it is not that easy to pick two strong men of the same level.

"His Excellency Terry, I am very awesome, I admire him." Although the Silver Fighter of Austin Academy lost the game, he was not arrogant or impatient, and had an extraordinary demeanor. He bowed and smiled at Terry.

"I'll give in." Terry stood up, folded his fists and said.

"Terry, do it beautifully." At some point, Hong Liebing had appeared beside Terry, and raised his hand and penetrated a silver-white Lie naive energy into his body.

The true energy of the sky can see through the mystery of the world and reach the extreme of creation, which is magical and unparalleled.

A stream of innocent energy cracked into the body, Terry's injury was immediately controlled, and there was a little blood on his face, so nothing serious was left.

"Hu——" Terry's mouth was filled with turbid air. He reached out to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, raised his head and whitened Hong Liebing, and said, "Xiao Bing, your body movements are getting more and more elusive. You just now

Are you still next to the squad leader and the others? When did you come here?"

"When you vomited blood." Hong Liebing smiled indifferently, and listened to Terry's words as praise.

He stretched his waist long, stretched his muscles and bones, and smiled and said, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you, let's see mine next."

"Don't embarrass you." Terry smiled strangely, "Otherwise, you're waiting for us to laugh at for a semester."

"Tsk!" Hong Liebing turned around and sneered, "Stop looking down on people, I am very strong, far beyond your imagination! Just wait and see!"

After saying this, he took a little step and soared into the air. His light and elegant figure drew a white arc in the air and landed silently on the competition platform.

Even a trace of dust didn't swell up.

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.

As soon as Hongliobing used this move, the participants didn't think it was anything, but the few top players in the audience immediately changed their appearance.

"What?" Qingfeng Magic Martial Arts Academy's mentor suddenly froze his pupils, and an extremely incredible look flashed in his eyes, "Punch... step on the leaves hanging in the air?"

As soon as he said this, the eight third-level golden fighters of Qingfeng Magic Martial Arts Academy, whose face was as unrest as stagnant, completely changed their face.

Stepping on the leaves hanging in the air is one of the two magical powers that you must master if you want to step into the realm of the fifth-level holy realm.

Not to mention him, the master of the fourth-level master, even Istantin, the peak-level master of the fourth-level master, could not master it.

Such magical power suddenly appeared on the body of the yellow-mouthed child, Hong Liebing, and he couldn't help but be surprised!

"No! It seems that something is missing!" The tutor of Qingfeng Magic Martial Arts Academy held his hands together, and the divine light flashed in his eyes.

The index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of his right hand were constantly hitting his left arm.

"Yes, he does not have a breath that is beyond the constraints of the earth! Instead... there is a faint star power and the fluctuation of the wind element power. This is not a magical power of stepping on the leaves and hanging in the air, but an extremely clever wind-based body technique!

Say...Is this a top secret body technique that the Hong family has never exposed before?"

Just as the tutor of Qingfeng Magic Martial Arts Academy was thinking constantly, he was another silver fighter who was at the peak of the second level. He jumped up from the Austin Academy and landed on the competition stage.

The sword and Honglibing are facing each other from afar.

The dazzling silver savage energy came out of his body, spreading ten feet apart, with a fierce momentum.

"Is Hong Liebing, the third son of the Hong family? I'll meet you!"

Perhaps because he knew how powerful Hongliobing's body technique was, after saying this, the cold light flashed in Baiyin Fighter's eyes and he took the lead.

"Swish--"

As the silver sword was swung, the fighting spirit was forced to erupt, turning into a sharp silver sword, which was more than ten feet long, and slashed down towards Hongliongbing with force.

The Silver Fighter's move is fast and powerful. If an ordinary opponent of the same level faces it, he will inevitably go all out.

However, if you face Honglibing, it is still not enough to see it.

Although he is indeed at the same level as the Silver Fighter, the martial arts he possesses are simply the difference between heaven and earth, and the difference between clouds and mud is immeasurable!

It was like two people of the same power, one was wearing high-end armor, holding peerless magic weapons, wearing divine wind boots, fully armed to the teeth, and possessing extremely high martial arts attainments and wonderful martial arts.

The other one was holding a piece of wood, naked, and had no idea what martial arts was.

Even though these two are absolutely powerful, it goes without saying which one wins and who loses, and you can tell at a glance that there is no suspense. (To be continued.)