Talent advanced! I am invincible with my killing karma!

"Hahahaha! Sun Haoran! I didn't expect you to be so lucky! You got the wooden stick first and became the champion of this ring."

Sun Haoran looked at Wang Jia, who was excited, expressionlessly. He had already put on the A-level Dark Owl series boxing gloves, and his two fists touched each other lightly.

Wang Jia looked at Sun Haoran's actions and sneered, "Haha, but it doesn't matter, your good luck ends here!"

He exerted force on his feet and rushed directly towards Sun Haoran in an instant!

A cold light appeared on his fingers, and he actually took out an alloy long sword out of thin air.

"Storage space? When did you get a space-enabled weapon?" Sun Haoran was shocked.

"Hahaha! Are you jealous? What I have is a C-level space-enabled weapon - Mingling Ring! It has three cubic spaces!

Since annexing your Sun family, my Wang family has been thriving! My father naturally rewarded me with it!"

Seeing Sun Haoran's eyes full of anger, Wang Jia was so happy that he almost moaned!

He had long wanted to sneer at the former eldest son of the Sun family!

"You are just a fatherless and motherless bitch now, what can you compare with me?" While sneer, his steps quickened.

Sun Haoran looked at the approaching Wang Jia, and his suppressed emotions were instantly released.

Silently, he mobilized the violent spiritual power in the spiritual sea and blessed it on his fist! In an instant, it was struck as fast as lightning, as if time had been frozen!

In the blink of an eye, this extremely fierce punch had already hit Wang Jia!

Wang Jia was shocked and cried in his heart: "How can this damn guy have such a terrifying speed?"

Faced with this sudden crisis, Wang Jia did not dare to hesitate and immediately swung the long sword in his hand, trying to block it with it!

He shook his wrist, and the sword body drew a sharp arc in the air, and rushed towards the fist with a sharp sound of breaking through the air!

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing, and the fist and the sword body collided with each other, splashing a series of sparks!

The powerful impact made Wang Jia's body shake and retreat repeatedly, but he gritted his teeth, held the hilt tightly, tried to stabilize his body, and his eyes were terrified.

"Your boxing gloves are actually A-level! Where did you get so many star coins! Obviously, your Sun family's industry has been swallowed up, how could it be!"

Sun Haoran naturally would not say that he and Qin Yi went to Qinglang Mountain to kill the beast. He smiled coldly and immediately punched again!

As the spiritual power surged, the aura of the second-level 8-star emanated from his body!

Wang Jia's eyes were filled with horror, "Damn it! It's actually the second-level 8-star! How is it possible!

Without the support of your family, how can you reach the 8-star level in such a short time like me!"

Seeing Sun Haoran's grim smile, ignoring him at all and rushing towards him, Wang Jia's eyes were bloodshot and he was about to dodge.

You know, although he has the same A-level talent as this guy, his combat power is not strong! He can't compete with him at all!

If he didn't think he was one star higher than him now, he wouldn't dare to provoke him!

How could Sun Haoran let him dodge so easily?

Controlling the powerful spiritual power to bless his legs, the dark gold owl-faced boxing gloves in his hands also gave a lot of speed blessing!

He immediately rushed to Wang Jia and punched him in the face!

Looking at the boxing gloves that were within reach, the terrifying owl face on them came into view, and his legs trembled, and he was already crying!

In this instant, his mind thought of the rules of the competition that he had browsed before!

As long as one party admits defeat, the other party cannot attack again!

He immediately closed his eyes, swung his hands, and threw the long sword aside, "I admit defeat!!"

Sun Haoran ignored him and did not stop punching!

"Bang!"

A light curtain lit up in front of Wang Jia, and immediately blocked Sun Haoran's iron fist.

Wang Jia sniffed, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the iron fist blocked outside the light curtain. The terrifying owl face on it was less than three centimeters away from him, which frightened him so much that he screamed, his whole body went limp, and he retreated repeatedly.

"Hahaha! Look at him like this, it's so funny!"

"That's right! I saw him so arrogant when he came on stage just now, I thought he was a strong player!"

"Hey! Look at this kid, he's so scared, did anyone take a picture?"

"Don't worry, I took a picture and will make it into an emoticon later, it makes me laugh!"

"Brother! Please give me a copy!"

......

Qin Yi saw the light curtain in front of Wang Jia from a distance, and smiled faintly.

"Yo! Sun Haoran is pretty good! I think he's at the same level as him, right?

He was defeated in just three or five moves?"

Feng Xiu'er clapped her hands, looking excited, and immediately pushed Qin Yi to challenge him on the arena!

"QinYi, you should go up too! Then I can challenge you! "

Qin Yi's eyes flashed with cunning, "I think you should go up first, and then I will challenge you! How good is that?"

"I won't! I've thought it through, what if you don't challenge me later? I won't!"

Feng Xiu'er's eyes were rolling, and she shook her head fiercely.

Qin Yi was a little helpless!

I didn't expect this silly sister to be smart for once!

"Wait a little longer, how many people have been eliminated now? I'll go up then!"

Feng Xiu'er glanced at Qin Yi, and seeing that he was looking at her seriously, she immediately raised her head and agreed, "Okay! That's it, I'll wait for you to go up!"

"Brother, be energetic! I believe in you! Go up and beat him!"

"Good job! Brother Qing, you really don't lose our Huyang County! "

Watching a man step up to the No. 25 competition platform resolutely under the encouragement of the people around him, Qin Yi and Feng Xiuer smiled at each other.

The champion on the No. 25 competition platform is Lei Meng from Dongshan County, currently a second-level 9-star, and is also a strong player!

And the student from Huyang County who challenged him, although he also looks like a second-level 9-star, is unknown and probably not very powerful.

"Qin Yi, who will win among the two?"

"In my opinion, although the Huyang County man has reached the nine-star threshold, he is not solid at all, and it seems that he has not practiced any martial arts!

His footsteps are weak and his sword-holding hand is weak and powerless, I think you can win!

What's more, Lei Meng on the stage? It is said that he has practiced the only S-level martial arts in their Dongshan County-the Mountain Seal, and there is great power between his fists and palms!

He can even summon a mountain seal! It fell down brazenly and suppressed the enemy, which was quite powerful!

I think within ten moves, the Huyang County will be defeated! "

Looking at Qin Yi talking freely, with a relaxed and casual look, Feng Xiuer's face turned black, "Hmph! I said, you guy, why do you bring me into the picture when you belittle others?"

Immediately turned his head away, with a face full of anger.

Qin Yi forced himself to hold back his smile, and immediately coaxed: "Hey, Miss Feng, don't be angry, you see, I just said that you can beat that person is a compliment to you!"