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Three hundred and thirty-eight mighty!(1/2)

Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight  Magnificent!

He stood quietly, experiencing this down-to-earth feeling. He could not remember how long it had been since he felt like this. He was like a person who had lost his feet and could suddenly walk.

Fighting... He didn't ask for much. As a warrior, he really wanted to fight!

Now the battle is right in front of you. When he took the first step, as the God of Martial Arts, he actually trembled for a moment.

No one can understand, no one can understand, only he himself understands how complicated this moment is.

Although he is not living down-to-earth, being with normal people in this virtual world is something that the God of War would never even dare to dream of in his dreams.

And now he can finally fight.

It seems that the God of Martial Arts has steadily entered the arena because he is the God of Martial Arts!

Bitterlin was already waiting. As a sixth-class warrior, he had been here a long time ago, but at that time it was TPA. Since he advanced to a sixth-class warrior, this place has become a game in his impression. I never expected that one day

Will return here again.

When the seemingly Martial God appeared, cheers rang out. The ipa players still like the seemingly Martial God from the bottom of their hearts. They believed that the seemingly Martial God was firmly convinced that the seemingly Martial God would definitely come and win!

Some TPA players have a different mentality, and it seems that the God of War would actually choose a sixth-class warrior. I really doubt how he ended up.

"I will win!" Someone shouted.

Suddenly, countless people stood up in the audience.

"I will win~~I will win~~I will win~~I will win!"

A huge banner was pulled up in the crowd, - it looks like a god of martial arts, let those who doubt you go to hell!

The huge voice of victory resounded throughout the audience, uniform and uniform.

The staff were stunned. The reaction before the game was not good. It seemed that the challenge of Wushen this time was very rash, and Pa's publicity strategy seemed a bit too much, which made many people feel uncomfortable, so they were very worried about the situation.

Wang Dong also knew about this, but he didn't expect that there were so many loyal supporters. These people never asked for anything from him, but gave him the most important trust.

It seems that the God of Martial Arts will obviously give them a satisfactory battle.

The one who was most surprised was Zhang Jing. To be honest, she thought that Wang Dong would find a reason to leave until the last moment, but... it seemed that the God of Martial Arts really appeared.

This...how is this possible!

Under the systematic cleaning, there will definitely be no other person. If someone pretends to be a lie, the genes will not be the same. Even the copying person has different differences. Is her inference wrong?

Patrocross's feelings are also wrong?

What a huge misunderstanding?

Zhang Jing really couldn't figure it out, it was too strange.

Will win~~Win~~Win~Win~Win~Win~Win~Win~Win~Win

It seems that the God of Martial Arts lowered his head, and time seemed to go back, what a familiar sound, what an exciting sound, how a missed sound... It seems that something is burning in his heart.

Finally, he stood on such a battlefield again. He didn't need to remember who he was because he knew that he must be a warrior!

Maybe people have waited for too long, maybe the official has waited for too long, and the competition has begun!

Bitterlin looked at the seventeen-year-old "child" in front of him, with a fourth-class mental power. What should he do?

However, the people of the Zhang family in the Iron Curtain hate care the most. They follow the orders and do things with the better, the better. Don’t care about face, let alone this is the other party’s challenge.

So Bitterlin drew his knife.

Lightning assault, and the nuclear force exploded at the same time. This is completely different from previous games. This is an unstoppable and surging sixth-level nuclear force!

This is an absolute gap, an absolute power that cannot be reversed.

And as the captain of the Moon Federation Ace Anti-smuggling Team, he will never lack experience and judgment.

The other party has no breath!

boom……

Failed!

With such an accurate speed, he actually cut a single empty knife!

Get up again!

Nuclear force suppresses, restrains the opponent's movement, and crescent sword technique!

This is a classic swordsmanship that the Events can be regarded as a classic set of swordsmanship. It is famous for its continuous chains and is particularly suitable for the Events. However, if you want to chains, you must have enough nuclear power. The basic requirement is a sixth-class warrior.

The scimitar circled towards the head that looked like a martial god. This move did not require a single hit, but in Bitterlin's view, with his nuclear power, mental power locking, and the speed of his overall advantage, he could definitely lock the opponent.

But this knife...is empty again!

It seems that the God of Martial Arts appeared in front of his sword again!

Bitterlin's heart sank. The first strike was not accidental. The other party could not speak out. He even felt that even the nuclear power was useless, so he completely escaped from his lockdown. Moreover, he had no idea how the other party got rid of his attack.

The crescent moon sword technique, which was completely within the attack range, failed in one stroke.

Bitterlin knew that the core of the Zhang family who gave him the task must be watching. If he performed poorly, he would never think about getting up in this life.

With a sound of saturation, the crescent moon sword technique came out again and frantically circled towards the seemingly Martial God. This time, the seemingly Martial God did not leave, and his body swayed in the crazy sword light.

Bitterlin cut desperately, and killed by the death. It is impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible, why don’t you see it? It’s a knife!

This is an attack made by a sixth-class warrior using the most favorable knife speed technique. The distance between the two is only more than one meter. At this distance, he can make an extreme knife speed of up to twelve swords per second

!

But... he just didn't like it!

The entire venue was completely... completely quiet, with only the sound of sword energy soaring into the sky. This is sword energy, such a crazy sword energy, such a close distance, what is this!!!

Wang Dong looked at this magical dodge. Is this the Martial God Realm? The so-called Martial God Realm is the integration of man and nature!

Wang Dong knew the truth, but he couldn't understand it, because only the Martial God Realm could do it.

Bitterlin was going crazy, he was really going crazy, he had already cut out hundreds of swords, and the person in front of him was like a ghost, and he couldn't even touch any edge!

God, God, God, what's going on!

Silence, only silence, this is the scimitar of the sixth-class warrior. Bitterlin's mental power has exploded to 570, and the sword light has completely enveloped the god of martial arts.

But there is nothing, there is nothing!

Wang Dong's eyes were still on, and Zhang Jing was so shocked that he couldn't speak.... It was so awesome!

Totally ignore the attack of a sixth-class warrior?

Suddenly, time seemed to stagnate for a moment. At that moment, Bitterlin's sword seemed to be slower, and it seemed that the God of War finally took action!

roar……

It seems that the God of Martial Arts did not have any attacking movements, so he could not move because he didn't know if he really wanted to move, would directly smash the entire arena into pieces.

It was moving all day long, like a hurricane!

Bitterlin, who was so close to him, was completely unable to defend himself and became stiff.

The venue of the competition shook violently, and Wang Dong's face changed... and told him to be more at ease. This sound explosion... was a bit too fierce.

There was no need to take action at all, Bitterlin was killed by the Sonic wave in seconds.

The lion roar???

What power is this?

TPA players subconsciously looked at the big screen. They wanted to see the mental power index, but what they saw was a blank space.

...Cannot be calculated???

It seems that the God of War stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, as if he spoke out loudly about his depression, but this level is too far away. What is the sixth-class warrior?

What he is more certain is that he was born for the battle!

Finally, the referee reacted, "It seems that the God of Martial Arts won!"

It seems that the supporters of the God of Martial God are in a state of excitement. All sixth-class warriors are floating clouds. It seems that the true meaning of the God of Martial God is to despise the God of Martial God!

No one would have thought that this would be the result, and no one would have known that this would be the process.

Only Wang Dong understood that it seemed that the God of Martial Arts really couldn't take action. Once he wanted to take action, everything around him was gone and he had been suppressed for too long.

The battlefield is an irresistible temptation for any warrior!

The sixth-class warrior was killed instantly!

It seems that the God of Martial Arts has returned to the world!

What power is this?

Is the martial god skill?

If the war god seems to be able to win hard in this game, it will be enough to attract people's attention, because he is only seventeen years old. If a seventeen-year-old young man can defeat the sixth-class warrior, it will definitely be a sensation, because

This has probably reached its peak.

But it seems that the God of Martial Arts not only won, but also won without any suspense, and the attack method used is even more incredible.
To be continued...
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