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Chapter 864: The referee?

Sawyer punched hard with both fists, and a string of sparks bloomed from the fists.

The momentum in the entire stadium instantly fell silent, and the Dingchuan Academy square formation, whose morale had been mobilized to the highest level, was looking at Tang Liuyun with all its concentration.

The two daggers were gently brought together in front of him, and then slowly pulled.

A sharp sound of metal friction sounded.

Zhi...

bass!

A spark exploded, and Tang Liuyun's figure was like a cheetah emerging from the shadow. It jumped into the air instantly, streaking across the arc-shaped afterimages in the mid-air, and rushed forward in a strange route.

Sawyer, who is nearly 190 centimeters tall, his rock-like angular muscles began to tremble slightly at this moment. The whites of his eyes that looked so penetrating were raised. As he stepped back, his right fist shook, pulling the air into a vortex, and then his eyes

Look straight ahead.

Punch suddenly!

With a bang, the air rippled and twisted.

"You got Fooled."

Tang Liuyun's eyes were frozen for a moment in the afterimage... Sawyer's fist directly penetrated the afterimage of his body.

"behind!"

There was a sudden exclamation from the outside.

I saw a black shadow bounce from the ground into the air, and then suddenly rush down, like an eagle hunting. The two daggers were the two claws of the eagle.

Shadow in the sky!

"good!"

The Dingchuan phalanx burst into cheers.

"You are too confident."

A cold voice sounded, and Sawyer's right fist actually drew a semicircle in front of him at this moment. His body crackled with the sound of bones, and he forcibly moved half a meter sideways, and then turned around and punched suddenly.

Hey!~

That was the sound of daggers and iron fists.

A series of sparks bloomed in the intersection of black shadows.

The dagger in Tang Liuyun's hand was like a poisonous snake leaping in the palm of his hand. Just the moment of the strike in the air, it left two deep blood grooves on Sawyer's right arm!

The two figures separated as soon as they touched each other.

Tick ​​tock…

The blood dropped from the fingertips dripped on the fighting platform, gradually forming a straight line.

"Well played!"

The students of Dingchuan Square instantly burst into cheers. They were shouting excitedly, wanting to vent all the resentment they had suppressed in their hearts these days.

Fat Harry's hands were already red from clapping, but Li Xiaoxi in the square looked at the Konya War College with keen eyes.

"Something's wrong. Look at how the other side doesn't react."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and William, who looked serious, also looked over.

Indeed, there was no anger or worry on the faces of the people in the entire Konya War College auditorium. They seemed to be watching an ordinary program.

"It's a bit scary."

The fat man murmured to himself that now both Bai Mao and Gu Yunyou were preparing for their own competition. He felt a little unsure and stopped clapping his hands.

"Ah."

Sawyer raised his right hand, rubbed his own blood with his fingertips, and put it in front of his eyes.

"interesting."

It’s still the same sentence.

But after saying this this time, Tang Liuyun's pupils shrank suddenly.

Because in his sight, the blood on Sawyer's arm turned into mist in an instant, including the blood from the wound cut by the dagger.

He lowered his head, twisted his waist, bent over, and landed his right fist heavily on the ground.

The sound of exhalation is the sound of air being expelled from the abdominal cavity.

At this moment, Sawyer actually maintained a posture similar to accumulating strength.

But in the eyes of the fighting masters, a strong sense of crisis emerged instantly.

"The flame of fighting spirit has been burning, and what I feel inside is... as violent as a volcano." The ANBU leader, highland warrior Tsunayoshi, opened his only remaining eye, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

"People of a new race?" Ruan Xiongfeng narrowed his eyes.

"To be precise, they should be the Blackstone tribesmen. They can control the bleeding points in their bodies by themselves. The signature feature of Blackstone tribesmen is the double Adam's apple." Qi Longxiang said calmly, his terrifying mental power surpassed everyone present.

At this time, everyone noticed the faint outline of Sawyer's neck on the light screen, which was indeed... double Adam's apple!

"Liu Yun, be careful to avoid it!" After hearing the comments from these three real masters, Bach shouted to the stage.

The two were about eight meters apart, and at this moment Tang Liuyun actually took a step forward.

He nodded after hearing Bach's voice, and his steps began to stagger, becoming phantoms in an instant, and the two daggers spun into a blade wheel in the same palm.

The whole person began to run around Sawyer, and a circle of black shadow began to emerge on the fighting stage. His speed was so fast that it was almost difficult for people to catch the real shadow.

"A-level fighting skill Konoha Ghost Step."

"Senior Liuyun, come on!"

When seeing this miraculous scene, the audience was excited again. This is the signature step technique of Dark King.

At this moment, Tang Liuyun could launch a surprise attack from any angle towards Sawyer who was leaning on the ground.

Those elusive double blades only need to dig into the opponent's body to seal the victory.

However, Sawyer did not show any signs of evasion, and remained fixed in his sculpture-like posture.

"Hey." Mankel, the supervisor of the Konya War College, had a mocking look on his face.

Obviously he knows what Sawyer is doing at this moment!

As time passed by, people's hearts became more and more intense.

When the 17th second passed, a dazzling dagger suddenly flashed across the fighting stage!

A black shadow dragged out a long afterimage and suddenly attacked Sawyer.

This momentary explosion left countless people unable to react.

When their mouths opened and no sound came out, Tang Liuyun had already penetrated within two meters of the opponent's body.

Everyone's heart is lifted...

They seemed to have seen the scene of the dagger piercing Sawyer's body. The timid girls had closed their eyes not wanting to see this bloody scene.

But at this moment...

Ruan Xiongfeng, Qi Longxiang, Gangji, Bach, and Lindbergh all locked their eyes at the same location at the same time.

That was the spot where Sawyer's right fist intersected with the ground.

A wave of air shrouded in dust suddenly bloomed.

Buzz, people in the nearest circles can feel the vibration of the fighting platform.

Then everyone saw the cold eyes that suddenly looked up!

The long fist was withdrawn from the ground, directly smashing through an irregular twisted trace in the air, and with a violent and violent momentum, it punched back.

At that moment, the angle at which Sawyer's arms and body were stretched, and the outline of his muscles, clearly exaggerated the beauty of violence to the extreme.

Super A Grade self-created skill Nuclear Bomb Punch!

The violent figure collided with the dagger.

"Sawyer"

"Wan Sheng!"

At this moment, the phalanx of the Konya War College erupted into an astonishing wave of air.

boom!

Sparks flew everywhere, and a black shadow was blown away more than fifteen meters horizontally!

puff!

A long streak of blood mist was left in the sky.

The black shadow fell heavily to the ground.

The Dingchuan College side fell silent.

At this moment, the phalanx of thousands of people stood up at the same time.

There was shock and disbelief in their eyes.

The one who fell to the ground was... Tang Liuyun!

His chest was completely soaked in blood, and his left shoulder was bloody and bloody.

Tang Liuyun clenched his teeth, his cheeks bulged high, and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He tried to get up from the ground, but his efforts were fruitless.

"It's really interesting."

Sawyer looked down at his arm, and a dagger had pierced the muscle.

but……

So what can this do?

Sawyer casually pulled out the dagger and it was still on the ground. The wound on his arm stopped bleeding instantly.

He turned to look at the referee over there.

"referee?"

"Tell me the result."

The referee with a solemn face looked at the situation on the field and slowly raised his right hand with a white glove.

"This battle..."


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