"Ning Tao, Ning Tao..."

Tens of thousands of freshmen screamed excitedly.

The blood boils.

In their collective, Ning Tao represents the so-called youth, holds their most profound memories in this college, and symbolizes an era.

Ning Tao wins, which means they win.

When one is prosperous, both are prosperous; when one is lost, both are harmed.

Many old students looked moved when they heard this cry full of youth, and each of them fell into deep thought, as if they had seen their own past.

That era of laughter in the second grade of middle school.

The momentum of the scene was greatly reduced for a moment...

Listening to the cheers from these two extremes, Sikong Xin twisted his neck, with a gloomy look on his face, and said with a ferocious smile: "It's interesting, you know my trump card and you can still talk nonsense confidently."

"Is it the confidence those three mentors gave you? It's ridiculous, what can you do in two months?"

"The end of this game is your death!"

He gritted his teeth, his face full of contempt.

Hearing this, Ning Tao flicked up his elastic robe, looked sternly, shook his head and said: "You don't study hard when I see you. What have I learned in the past two months? You will see it with your own eyes."

"Four ribs, I do what I say!"

"boom……"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Tao's whole body was full of momentum, and the fourth level of aura erupted.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing this, Sikong Xintian laughed loudly and said pitifully: "It's just a level one breakthrough, it's really rampant. It's a pity that you never know the gap between us."

There was a "boom", and the Eighth Layer's aura erupted.

Moreover, it is comparable to the eighth level peak.

For a moment, the aura on his body was extremely violent.

The freshmen who were shouting suddenly stopped when they saw this, and their faces were dull.

Some people were so frightened that they couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva. What's the eighth level? It's a full four levels away. This gap is too big.

The song was so wonderful that Tang Lan prayed silently.

The Ox King and others shook their heads.

At this moment, without any warning or announcement, at the same time, the two men rushed out like sharp arrows, tearing apart the air and space, colliding with each other, turning into two shadows, intersecting on the ring.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

"Hoo...ho ho ho ho..."

Vice President Zhong was stunned, looking at the two people who started fighting in an instant, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at President Huang.

However, Dean Huang's expression did not change, he just watched indifferently and did not stop the battle. Did he really want to watch one of them die young?

Is he really not worried?

Everyone's thoughts were spinning and they began to speculate.

"You are still more young to fight with me!"

Sikong Xin had a cold face and disdainfully said a word, clenched his fists with five fingers and took action immediately.

His steel-like fist was blasted out fiercely, like an air cannon.

Steady, accurate, ruthless!

"Pengpengpeng" is sounded nine times in a row, layer by layer.

And when it falls in the eyes of everyone, it gives people a dazzling feeling.

"Emperor's method, Nine Kong Fist!"

When Ning Tao saw this, he was not afraid. He raised his eyes and immediately spun on the spot. Using his strength, he punched a semicircle and then blasted out.

This time, his movements were smooth and flowing, just like a Tai Chi master on the ancient earth. His antelope horns were hanging, and his moves were smooth and traceless.

But in comparison, Ning Tao's moves are much more complicated than Tai Chi.

The power is more than a little bit stronger.

Immediately, everyone heard the roar of a violent dragon, shooting out like a comet, crushing it inch by inch, and crashing heavily.

The body of a true dragon, the will of power.

"Five thousand times...the furnace of fighting spirit!"

"Taboo, Dragon King Fist!"

"break!"

The two shocking boxing techniques completely collided at this moment, seeming to affect everyone's nerves and heartbeats.

My heart couldn't help but "tremble".

"Boom boom boom..."

A huge roar echoed around.

The big shots and millions of people were breathing nervously. They watched the two of them confront each other head-on and retreat at the same time. Their faces flushed and they groaned.

The corners of Ning Tao's mouth overflowed with blood.

Sikong Xin's phalanges were already cracked, and the pain made him break into a cold sweat. However, a monarch-level elixir he swallowed before the competition was already taking effect.

Although he looked down on Ning Tao, he still had strength after all, so he naturally had to return to his peak before fighting again.

Once defeated.

He didn't just lose his own face.

Therefore, in this battle, he can only win and not lose, which also lays the foundation for his future as the leader of the Overlord Sect.

Impress everyone with his strength!

No one dared to breathe. No one expected that once the two of them attacked, it would be a head-on collision and both of them would be injured.

Obviously, this is another battle between dragons and tigers.

Looking at the fierce and violent battle below, Jiang Chen frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said to Mo Xian who was standing aside: "What do you think? What are Ning Tao's chances of winning?"

When Mo Xian heard this, he actually fell silent.

He also seemed to be a little unsure.

After a long time, he shook his head and said: "If Ning Tao could still handle Sikong Xin in the past, there is always a way. However, who would have thought that he would actually cultivate the power of the Overlord? You may not understand that this is the best imperial method."

"No, according to what my brother said, it may have surpassed the ultimate imperial method. Even if it hasn't, it's only half a step away."

"Regardless of defense, attack, and speed, it is an all-round increase. If he reaches that level again, I am afraid that Ning Tao will definitely lose. He even has a certain chance of winning against you. Ning Tao is in trouble."

When Jiang Chen heard this, he frowned and asked curiously: "What is that step you mentioned?"

Before Mo Xian could respond, Sikong Shou, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, said dullly: "The Overlord Divine Body..."

Jiang Chen's pupils slowly shrank...

At this time, Sikong Xin gradually became excited, and his ethereal figure became faster and faster. Two Sikong Xins actually appeared, one of them was a shadow, and the other was the real body. This was actually the second level of the fleeting shadow, the fleeting shadow.

"Jiejie..."

"What's wrong? Can't you even catch up with my speed? You only deserve to see my shadow!"

"Dang Dang Dang..."

But Ning Tao frowned and chased after him with his feet on the floating light. He struck out with Bailuo in his hand, resisting the sword light.

However, it is indeed impossible to catch up with him.

Amidst Sikong Xin's ridicule, he took a deep breath, and in an instant, two long wings stretched out from his back, burning with flames and flowing like lava.

"Taboo, Dragon Emperor Wings!"

With a "swish" sound, his figure almost blurred.

"What? So fast?"

Sikong Xin's pupils shrank, and Ning Tao's speed soared. The two superimposed and actually caught up with him.

A shot shot out with a will that defies the will of heaven.

"The ninth form, against the sky!"

"kill!"

"Damn it, Nine Tribulations Sword Technique!"

A sword and a gun created dense sparks on the ring, and everyone was dazzled. The sword energy was in the air, and the gunshots were deafening, leaving traces one after another.

If it weren't for the formation to isolate it, I'm afraid that the tens of thousands of miles around would have become a large area of ​​ruins.

Millions of people watched it with great enthusiasm.
Chapter completed!