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Chapter 610 Crazy Biao's Challenge

In the long years of challenges, although Kuang Biao lost more and won less, this did not affect his reputation. In the city of exile, Uncle Biao was recognized as one of the top ten masters and was known as having a will of steel.

Being able to be challenged by Uncle Biao has become an honor. Many first-time masters will feel resentful if they are not challenged by Uncle Biao.

No one would have thought that Uncle Biao would challenge an unknown figure in the first place.

Uncle Biao!

Mao Mao and Xiaoping stood up suddenly, with dull expressions on their faces.

Zhao Yuan still sat quietly as before, but his eyes also fell on Uncle Biao.

The two eyes collided hard, and a surging fighting spirit surged in the air.

Master!

This was Zhao Yuan's first comment. With just one glance, he could feel the tyrannical power contained in this middle-aged man's body. It did not rely on spiritual energy for cultivation, nor did it rely on magical weapons and elixirs. It was entirely the original power in the body.

Powerful, wild and ferocious.

Human beings themselves evolved from animals, and in human blood, the blood of beasts flows.

The appearance of Kuang Biao seemed to awaken the beast lurking in Zhao Yuan's heart.

At the same time, Kuangbiao also felt the same way.

With just one glance, Kuang Biao knew that this would be the most powerful master he had ever encountered. Under that deep gaze, there was hidden a vast and mysterious power. That power caused the wild power in his body to flow through his veins.

Rush up.

"Crazy Biao." Uncle Biao did not step into the food, but stood outside the door and saluted with his hands raised. This is an ancient etiquette and a sign of respect for the opponent.

"Zhao Yuan."

Zhao Yuan slowly stood up and strode towards the door.

"Yuan...Brother Yuan...he is a martial artist...not Zaza's helper..." Huang Dong reminded Zhao Yuan softly when he passed by.

"Wu Chi."

The expression on Zhao Yuan's face, which was originally full of murderous intent, softened a lot.

Seeing Zhao Yuan go out, Uncle Biao stepped back dozens of feet until he exited onto the wide street beyond the alley.

Everyone followed Zhao Yuan to the street, and all of them were immediately petrified, because at this time, the street was already filled with people, forming a huge circle.

Obviously, someone encouraged Uncle Biao to challenge him, otherwise, the news would not have spread so fast.

Zhao Yuan frowned and looked at the crowd around him.

In fact, Zhao Yuan really misunderstood that there are almost no secrets in this city of exile. Zhao Yuan's hand in the market spread to every corner of the city in just ten minutes. After the news spread,

In addition, it is difficult to measure with normal thinking.

At the entrance of the alleyway, Zhao Yuan saw the bearded man grabbing Zha Zha's neck. When the big beard saw Zhao Yuan, he had a flattering look on his face, while Zha Zha had a frightened look on his face.

"I brought him here." The bearded man said flatteringly.

Zhao Yuan nodded and strode towards Uncle Biao.

This battle is already inevitable!

There was no fancy dialogue, the two stood three feet apart, and the originally noisy atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The storm is coming and the building is full of wind!

In the distance, there is a six-story high-rise building. This high-rise building is not as solid as other buildings. Instead, it has spacious floor-to-ceiling windows and transparent windows carved from crystals. It is particularly unsightly among many fortress-like buildings.

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On the sixth floor, there is an extremely luxuriously decorated room. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have a clear view of where Zhao Yuan and Kuang Biao are standing.

An old man with a gray beard and a gorgeous robe stood quietly in front of the window. Behind him, there were several middle-aged people with stern expressions.

Although the old man stood quietly, with just one glance, one could tell that he had an extraordinary bearing and that he was a superior person with the power of life and death. This old man indeed had an extraordinary status, because he was the lord of the city of exile, Fang Yong.

"Who will win?" Fang Yong suddenly asked.

"Kang Biao!" A middle-aged man in rich clothes behind the city lord Fang Yong replied without thinking.

"Yes, Kuangbiao." Another middle-aged man also agreed.

Fang Yong nodded.

Everyone in this room is very familiar with Kuang Biao, because they have all been challenged by Kuang Biao, some were defeated by Kuang Biao, and some defeated Kuang Biao.

In the City of Exile, although Kuang Biao is an annoying person, people have to admit that Kuang Biao is indeed a master, and he is a master with steel-like willpower. There are many intoxicating qualities in him.

His shining point, his perseverance and perseverance, and his character that is not afraid of power.

Most people in the City of Exile believe that although Kuang Biao is not the number one master in the City of Exile, he is the most likely to become the only cosmic hunter in the past twenty years because of his pursuit of power and his

His undivided personality is unparalleled.

"I have never seen this young man with long hair. Could he be a space hunter?" The old man always felt that something was wrong.

"There has been no cosmic hunter in the City of Exile for twenty years, and judging from his age, there is no way he is a cosmic hunter. This man is so handsome that he probably came from the City in the Sky." A middle-aged man.

road.

"City in the sky!" the old man snorted coldly.

"It's not like the people of Sky City. The people of Sky City have their eyes high and will never hang out with Xiaodong and his ilk. Besides, Sky City also has to experience a beast tide once every ten years.

The masters operating in the meteorite belt have rushed back. At this critical moment, it is impossible to come to the Exile City." Another middle-aged man said.

"Is he from the City of Exile?"

"It's hard to say. When several major forces in the Exile City competed for control of the Qiongye Tree, large-scale social unrest occurred. Many masters left. It is very likely that the descendants of some of the former masters came back to recognize their ancestors and help the Exiles.

Maybe the city can survive the difficulties, after all, this is their home..."

"Well, now the beast tide is coming, and those who can rush back to support are kind and righteous people. Let's observe and observe first." The old man said calmly.

"I'm afraid Kuangbiao won't be able to hold back, and it won't be pretty if he hurts the opponent."

"This...can anyone stop Kuang Biao?" The old man smiled and said meaningfully.

"..."

A group of middle-aged people shook their heads and looked at each other with wry smiles.

The nickname Kuang Biao is no joke. They have all fought against Kuang Biao before, so they naturally know Kuang Biao's unrelenting personality.

Facing Kuang Biao, there are only two endings: first, being defeated by him; second, defeating him.

There is no third party!

No one can quit the battle midway.

"It's about to begin."

Everyone ended their conversation and turned their attention to the street.

Kuang Biao launched the attack first as always.

Like everyone else in the City of Exile, Kuang Biao's movements are extremely agile, and his legs come and go like the wind, like lightning. In a flash, his body has appeared within easy reach of Zhao Yuan, and one of his legs is like a hammer.

His fist blew up a gust of wind and hit Zhao Yuan's handsome face head-on. His movements were decisive and cruel, without any sloppiness.

Well come!

Zhao Yuan did not activate his spiritual energy, but relied entirely on his physical strength to fight the opponent. When he saw the iron fist coming towards his face, he stumbled slightly, and his body actually transformed into countless afterimages, like a wisp of smoke blowing against the fist.

Passing ahead...

Hey!

Kuang Biao was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhao Yuan's speed to be so fast. Usually, faced with his sudden attack, most masters at the same level as him would choose to fight head-on to avoid losing the opportunity.

Zhao Yuan's fighting style is to strike first to gain the upper hand, but now Kuang Biao strikes first to gain the upper hand. After dodging the opponent's fierce and sharp blow, he lost the opportunity and did not distance himself to avoid the sharp edge as expected.

, but made several small changes of direction in succession, like lightning and thunder, turning back to fight Kuangbiao hand-to-hand...

Crack, crackle...

There was a burst of explosions like firecrackers, and the two people's arms made crazy contact in the air, forming layers of ghosts that could not be splashed.

ah……

There were more and more people watching. People didn't expect that Zhao Yuan would immediately fight back with tit for tat, and everyone screamed. You know, Kuang Biao is famous for not taking his life. Every time he challenges, he will fight for his life.

, regardless of life or death, many masters who are stronger than him have to flee in panic when faced with his fierce attacks.

In the City of Exile, no matter how powerful the being was, they would avoid close combat with Kuang Biao, but today, Zhao Yuan overturned everyone's conventional thinking.

Puff, Puff, Puff...

The fist-to-flesh fighting style frightened the onlookers.

In fact, at this time, people could not clearly see the fighting moves of the two people at all, because the speed of both of them was too fast, too fast for human eyes to pursue them.

People can only judge which of the two has the advantage based on the frequency of their movements and the distance they retreat.

A scene that shocked people appeared.

Kuangbiao is retreating.

Yes, Kuang Biao has been retreating all the time. In fact, his body has already withdrawn from the huge circle that was beginning to form. The onlookers had to retreat, like a tide, to make way for the two of them to make way for the battlefield...




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