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Sang Guojun frowned and walked towards the stage:

"What's your name?"

One hand rested on the tip of the knife, casually but vigilantly.

"Let's talk about it after a fight!"

The man clenched his fists and did warm-up exercises.

Sang Guojun looked at him and sneered:

"Very good! I appreciate your courage!"

Then,

Under everyone's expectant gaze,
boom!
With an explosion of energy, Sang Guojun's figure rushed onto the field.

As the two of them appeared on the stage, the fat Taoist nodded slightly:

"The first warm-up match begins!"

The voice just fell.

hum!
Sang Guojun simply bent his knees slightly, pointed his left foot forward, lowered his chest, and stared straight at the opponent with his sharp eyes.

He placed one hand on the handle of the knife and did not draw it out in a hurry.

The cold murderous aura is condensed but not released!
"Let's fight!"

The man didn't put up a show, but rushed forward directly.

Keep your fists tight and coordinate with your footwork.

In just one breath, he crossed a distance of ten meters and reached Sang Guojun.

The fist roars out like thunder!

boom!
"So fast!"

The eyes of everyone off the field were full of brilliance. This kind of powerful explosive power and speed are really powerful and powerful.

He is indeed a player who dares to meet Sang Guojun's challenge.

Several forces are already asking about who this young man is.

On the field,

Facing the approaching fist, Sang Guojun quickly dodged and retreated.

Unexpectedly, the shadow of the fist followed him like a shadow.

One after another, they attacked him crazily.

Like a violent storm,

Violent and continuous!
As he retreated continuously, Sang Guojun's face darkened, and he understood that the opponent was not giving him a chance to draw his sword, and was going to force him out of the field.

If there are only a few steps left, it will be time to be forced out of the field!
"very good!"

When the young man saw that his strategy was successful, he quickly increased his speed and did not give him a chance to draw his sword.

To deal with a warrior like Sang Guojun, their main means of attack is the saber.

Once the knife comes out, the attack is complete.

weakness,

Naturally, it is also that knife. If you fail to grasp the timing of the knife, you will inevitably suffer a crazy blow.

As the young man attacked crazily, the fists became tighter.

Each punch contained a powerful wave of energy. Sang Guojun did not dare to accept it easily and could only retreat to avoid it.

Offstage,

An uproar!
No one expected that the opponent's attack would be so fierce and the goal would be so clear. They would not give Sang Guojun a chance to draw his sword. They would force him out of the field and then eliminate him!
Many people booed:
"Great!"

"Fight this foreigner out of the Kou family!"

The long-haired man from the Kou family had a calm expression.

According to this style of play, Sang Guojun should be eliminated in three more moves.

However, he was not worried at all and glanced back at the leader of the Kou family.

The latter also looked over.

Meaningful
On the field.

Just when the young man was about to successfully force Sang Guojun out of the arena, suddenly, Sang Guojun's figure sank, and he directly hit a punch with his chest!
As a dull sound sounded, the fist hit his chest firmly!
snort!
He groaned, but his whole body was strangely shaken!
The energy all over the body suddenly exploded!

boom!
Violent energy burst out of his body, surging and surging!
The strong wind directly pushed back the young man's offensive and forced the distance! "it's over!"

Sang Guojun held the handle of the knife with one hand and smiled coldly!
"Pretend!"

The young man doesn't take it seriously and will continue to take action!
hum~
Inexplicable and obscure fluctuations emanated from Sang Guojun's hand. The big hand holding the handle of the knife seemed to have gathered all the energy in his body, and an astonishing momentum exploded!

next moment,
Bang!
The ground beneath his feet cracked, earth and rocks flying!
The figure suddenly attacked like a cannonball! !
Feeling the terrifying murderous intention and momentum, the young man's complexion changed drastically and he broke out in cold sweat!

Before he could resist, he felt a white light flash in front of his eyes!
Sang Guojun's figure has already swept behind him!

The sword light shining with black light was like thin lines, wrapping around the man's body.

Along these thin lines, traces of blood began to seep out crazily~
"This"

The young man was confused and looked down at the black knife lines around him.

The next second, the whole person lost consciousness.

He's about to fall to the ground!
"not good!"

The expressions of everyone in the audience changed, so fast!So cruel!
There was no intention of leaving anyone alive.

In an instant, so many knives were cut out!

Seeing that the man was about to be chopped into countless pieces by the sword, blood spattered on the spot!
The fat Taoist appeared in time and supported him. A strange talisman slipped out of his hand and hit him directly on the chest!
The magic talisman is extremely strange and will melt when touched.

Immediately afterwards, lines composed of spiritual light connected all the places where the sword light appeared.

In a few breaths, all the injuries on his body were healed.

"Healing alien?"

Sang Guojun put away his sword and stood up, looking back at the fat Taoist with some surprise in his eyes.

Healing aliens are not uncommon in the entire alien world, but it is rare to be able to heal one's own stab wounds in the blink of an eye, or even reattach a short limb!
The fat Taoist must be at least a seventh-level alien!

Great!

After being struck by one's own sword, it was inevitable that one's limbs would be broken off, and defeat was naturally doomed.

After calling two medical experts over and carrying the young man down, the fat Taoist smiled and announced:

"In the first warm-up match, Sang Guojun won!"

"Then, let's start the second warm-up match!"

On the way to the competition venue.

Two figures suddenly appeared out of thin air, as if they came from another space.

"This method is amazing!"

Su Chen looked back at the formation he had just been trapped in, but saw nothing.

Wang Ye, who stayed in the formation to continue the confrontation, was nowhere to be seen.

"."

Sister Baoer stood aside and remained silent.

Just now, the king also caught a flaw in the other party and forced the two of them out. Now there is no use in staying here. Su Chen secretly greeted the eighteenth generation of Kou Yiren's ancestors in his heart, and immediately took the treasure with him. Sister Er went to the competition venue to avoid the start of the competition, and those impostors would make an own mistake, and the dragon alien side would suffer losses.

"Sister Bao, don't rush to take action when we get to the venue later!"

The two of them ran toward the competition venue at extremely fast speeds.

Su Chen whispered something to Sister Bao'er, who nodded repeatedly, with a hint of spiritual light appearing on her slightly dull face.

quickly,

The venue for the competition appeared in front of me.

Outside the huge venue, the screen hanging on the wall outside the venue attracted the attention of the two people.

What is shown above is the scene from the warm-up match. Sang Guojun, who is holding a sword in hand, has won six consecutive victories. Each time, he draws his sword and cuts it off, ending the battle on the spot!

No one can escape his sword blow.

The speed was too fast, like a flash, which was overwhelming.

The fat Taoist always appeared in time, and while rescuing the failed stranger, he announced the result with a smile:
"In the seventh warm-up match, Sang Guojun still won!"

"The competition hasn't started yet!"

Su Chen raised his head and glanced at the picture on the screen.

Immediately,

Carrying a long black umbrella sword on his back, he and Sister Baoer walked toward the infield (End of Chapter)