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"Da da da¡¡"
While people around were talking, Ling Chen had already stepped in front of Hu Lun. Seeing that the other party had not made any move, he shrugged, raised his fist and swung away.
¡°Well done!¡±
Seeing that Ling Chen dared to fight him head-on, Hu Lun couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He slapped his backhand, and his energy surged wildly, like a big snake swallowing Ling Chen.
"Boom!"
With their fists and palms facing each other, the counter-shock force swept out from the center, causing the competition platform to shake.
Ling Chen stood there, indifferent, as steady as Mount Tai.
On the other hand, Hu Lun flew backwards, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out before the competition.
The top ten masters of level 05 God of War members were beaten to death with one punch.
"On the 25th competition stage, Ling Wudi wins!"
After the results were announced, there was silence for a while.
No one expected that Hu Lun would be beaten like this by someone in the early stages of a low-level transformation.
Some people who understood showed solemn expressions. Even though Ling Chen didn't show much fighting power from the beginning to the end, the punch now said everything.
"Relying on strength, he was able to defeat an ancient warrior who was one level above me. This Ling Wudi is really not an ordinary person." In the rest area, Ling Yue'er looked at Ling Chen thoughtfully.
She always felt a familiar feeling coming from Ling Chen, but judging from Ling Chen's face, it didn't look like someone she knew.
"It's just a little stronger, it's not worth mentioning at all." Young Master Mo Qi put his hands behind his back and scoffed.
If Ling Chen only has this ability, then he will be disappointed.
In the viewing area, Ma He shook his bangs and sighed: "As expected of Fellow Daoist Ling, his strength is extraordinary and he is handsome. Speaking of handsome, I vaguely remember that someone once said that I was handsome. I laughed, but they said that I am handsome." Look more handsome when you smile.
I was angry at that time. I am smart, brave, witty, kind, considerate, gentle, cute, generous and temperamental. You only talk about me being handsome?
Hey, being a handsome guy is very painful. You weirdos don't understand. You are often so handsome that your eyes are blurred, and you can't kiss yourself. Promise me not to tell others that I am super handsome, okay? "
"Pah!" Jia Tao slapped Ma Hey on the face.
Ma Hei¡¯s face darkened: ¡°Condom, what the hell are you doing?¡±
"Are you awake?" Jia Tao looked at Ma He with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded, and sneered: "Don't dream too hard, otherwise you will easily die in your dreams."
"Don't you dare to fight?"
"That's what I meant." Jia Tao smiled disdainfully, opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of water on Ma He's face.
Ma Hei was furious and responded with a sip of water.
Ever since, in this third round of assessment in full swing, a fierce war of words began between two people.
Ling Chen¡¯s amazing strength made many people exclaim in surprise.
Of course, there are also many people who are dismissive of this, thinking that Ling Chen is just stronger than ordinary people, and nothing else.
There are still some people who are not paying attention to the competition platform No. 25, but the competition platform No. 28.
On this competition stage, there is a black horse, whose name is praying.
Although this person's strength is in the early stage of a low-level transformation, his combat power is invincible among those at the same level.
"Whoops!"
On the competition stage on the 28th, the opponent just came up and before he was ready, he was swept off the stage like the wind. He didn't even have time to react. It was extremely tragic.
Among the current assessment group, his speed can be regarded as one of the top.
After getting off the competition stage, he glanced at Ling Chen, revealing an aggressive look in his eyes.
It seems to be declaring war and provoking.
"Huh?" Ling Chen frowned.
He and Xi Pray did not know each other, and there had been no conflicts before this, but why did he see a strong sense of targeting in the other person's eyes?
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of the competition on Arena No. 21-30 is over, next is the game on Arena No. 31-40.
Many people are betting on three competition stages. One is competition stage No. 33, which is the battlefield of Shete Xixi, one is competition stage No. 36, which is Zhang Chunqiu's station, and the remaining one is competition stage No. 40, which is Murong Lan'er's battlefield.
The battlefield between Shete Xixi and Zhang Chunqiu was relatively boring. They basically played in a crushing style, so the game was over in less than a minute.
On the contrary, Murong Laner's competition stage is more interesting. Her opponent is a girl, and she is also a girl with strong strength.
¡°Hello, Senior Sister Gu Xiyue!¡± Murong Laner stood on the competition stage, bowed slightly towards Gu Xiyue and smiled politely.
With the True Yuan Fruit sent by her pursuer yesterday, she has already broken through the realm of transformation and reached the strength of the early stage of the lower realm.
She was not afraid at all against Gu Xiyue, who was in the same realm.
"It turns out to be Junior Sister Lan'er." Gu Xiyue narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a strange way: "I wonder how many magic weapons Junior Sister Lan'er will bring out in today's competition?"
As a girl, she wanted to be disgusted with Murong Laner's practice of taking advantage of men. In her opinion, whether a girl is good or not depends not only on her appearance, but also on her inner nature and hard work.
The God of War organization is a place to gather talents, not a place to raise vases. A person must rely on his own efforts to obtain the corresponding cultivation level, so that he can find his own direction in the future.
?????????????? Murong Lan¡¯er basically relies on men to achieve higher status, which is really ironic.
"Senior Sister Gu is joking. Magic weapons can only be used in times of adversity. This game is not worthy of me taking out the magic weapons." Murong Lan'er hummed softly and replied very elegantly.
Gu Xiyue¡¯s face was obviously a little ugly.
She stared at Murong Lan'er and sneered: "Then I want to see if Junior Sister Lan'er has the ability to say such things."
After her words fell, she clasped her hands together, and the spiritual power in her Dantian flowed out, wrapping around herself like a spiritual snake.
¡°Swish, swish, swish¡¡±
The power of the spirit snake kept surging back and forth on Gu Xiyue's body, filled with a heart-stopping power.
"It's a good energy wave, but it's a little less aggressive." In the audience, Ling Chen looked at the scene and nodded slightly.
Although this Gu Xiyue is only in the early stage of a low-level transformation, her spiritual power is much stronger than that of ordinary people.
If it is a duel at the same level, the chances of winning are very high.
"Junior sister Lan'er, take the move!" Gu Xiyue screamed, and the power of the spiritual snake fell into her hand, and the void turned into a long whip and was thrown out.
"Whoops!"
The long whip swept through the air with extremely strong energy fluctuations, killing Murong Lan'er without any reservation.
When he was half a meter away from Murong Lan'er, the long whip changed from one to four, and swam towards Murong Lan'er from four directions.
The whole air was turbulent, and the sound of breaking through the air came and went.
Murong Lan'er didn't panic, took out the lancet from the storage bag, held it in her hand, drew a circle, and faced the long whip gracefully but without losing strength.
"Clang, clang, clang"
"Four long whips struck from four sides at extremely high speeds, but none of them were stopped by Murong Lan'er's lancet. The impact sounds continued one after another, like popcorn.
After a while, Lancet defeated all the whips.
The powerful sword force came towards the face, causing Gu Xiyue's pretty face to change slightly, and she tried to resist, but she still took a few steps back.
She was a little surprised.
Murong Lan'er has just entered the early stage of the lower realm. Logically speaking, her strength should not be able to be used so perfectly. But with the lancet, she can display her strength perfectly, even almost comparable to the average early stage of the medium realm.
It seems that the lancet is not an ordinary item.
"Senior Sister Gu, you are no match for me. I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible." Murong Laner held the lancet, looked directly into Gu Xiyue's eyes, and spoke calmly.
The lancet in her hand is a middle-grade magical weapon with a commission on strength, which can perfectly bring out the strength of an ancient warrior.
In this situation, Gu Xiyue is no match for her at all.
"You are not worthy of my words of surrender." Gu Xiyue's face turned cold and she spoke sternly.
She is such a proud girl. From the time she joined the God of War organization to now, she has been working hard silently, and her talent is no worse than other boys.
How could she easily admit defeat until the last moment?
"Besides, this Murong Lan'er just relied on the lancet to gain an advantage in the first meeting, so she was so arrogant.
Such a woman must be slapped hard.
Thinking about it, her spiritual power surged out again, turned into a long whip, stepped on the ground, and rushed out in an instant.
In an instant, the long whip flew across the competition stage, turning into countless air currents and sweeping away like a hurricane. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com