"In this battle, Cyberman Kakaber won!"

The referee announced the result of the game loudly. Kakabel glanced at Yan Jinghong and said lightly: "You are very strong, and you are finally a worthy opponent!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked off the ring with great strides.

Although everything seemed normal, Ling Feng's observation ability found that his right hand was slightly trembling.

Did Yan Jinghong's last blow just now hurt his right hand?

But no matter what, he was only slightly injured. On the other hand, Yan Jinghong looked dull and staggered for a long time before he could barely stand up. His injuries were really not bad.

However, the outcome of this battle is not as crushing as it seems on the surface.

Although Kakabel defeated Yan Jinghong, it was not easy to win.

He was still injured in the state of his transformation and freedom. In a sense, Yan Jinghong has broken his transformation and freedom, and the gap between him and Kakabel is actually not far away.

What's more, Yan Jinghong merged the Heavenly Survey Divine Pattern, and in terms of potential, he was actually far above Kakabel.

Seeing that Yan Jinghong was unsteady, Ling Feng shook his head, flew over to the ring, reached out to hold the guy, and said in a deep voice: "How is it, is it okay?"

"I can't die."

Yan Jinghong coughed a few lightly, coughed up a few mouthfuls of bloody foam, dyeing his palms bright red.

"I'm pretty hard-mouthed, it seems that it's okay."

Ling Feng helped Yan Jinghong out of the ring, and then inputted a piece of ice-attributed Yuanli to him. He then took out a bottle of pill and handed it to Yan Jinghong, and said lightly: "Go down and adjust your breathing well. There is still the last game tomorrow."

Yan Jinghong took a deep breath, looked at Ling Feng deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Did you see the last blow clearly?"

"I saw it clearly, thank you!"

Ling Feng nodded slightly, "If you didn't want to crack Kakabel's freedom, you wouldn't have suffered such severe injuries."

"Hmph, don't get me wrong, I'm not for you!"

Yan Jinghong snorted lightly, recovered a little bit of strength, then shook Ling Feng's palm and turned toward his contestant seat.

"This guy..."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, but fortunately, he had long been accustomed to Yan Jinghong's arrogant personality.

...

"The next game, Shinto Gate Li Jiu, fights the Frey clan, Freychol."

The referee's voice sounded, and Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: Is that Li Jiu going to play again?

And his opponent, Frezer, is undoubtedly one of the top genius powerhouses among the Tianzhehunter of this year.

If Ling Feng hadn't extracted the Netherworld Boiling Blood from his body, his strength would have been even more terrifying.

However, as the saying goes, there are pros and cons. Although this Netherworld Boiling Blood brings Frezer extremely powerful power, it will also erode his rationality.

Now Frezow no longer falls into madness when he gets angry, which is also a good thing for him.

Li Jiu flew out with a plain face and his figure slowly landed on the ring. To him, he seemed to be in such a calm and gentle appearance when facing any opponent.

Frezer took a deep breath, walked out quickly, and nodded slightly to Ling Feng when he walked to him.

"Come on."

Ling Feng patted Frezer's shoulder lightly and smiled faintly.

“Huh?”

Seeing Ling Feng and Frezer look familiar, many viewers in the audience were stunned.

"What's going on? Why does Frezer look like he has a good relationship with Ling Feng?"

"Isn't it been reported before that Ling Feng and Freychol had an old gap, and the Freychol's clan even spoke up and wanted to kill Ling Feng on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Tribes?"

"You're ignorant. This is all the past. General Ling once saved Frezer's life on Shadow Island. Now General Ling is Frezer's life savior!"

"I'll go, there's something like this?"

"Then can there be fake?"

"That time, General Ling waved his hand and angrily killed the King of the Wilderness Corpse. What a desolate god and ghost, the poisonous enemy is nothing but a sword from General Ling!"

"Damn, that's so awesome?"

"This is nothing! That's so awesome!"

...

The melon-eating crowd basically talked about the situation at that time. Of course, it is not surprising that the slightly exaggerated ones are.

Rumors, spreading around, naturally became legends.

Ling Feng just shook his head and smiled at these rumors, and was too lazy to explain it indifferently.

At this moment, Frecher was already standing firmly on the ring, facing the mysterious and mysterious Li Jiu, Frecher was not careless at all.

A circle of gray-brown light lit up from Frezer's feet, and then a circle of gray-white light flashed in his eyes.

The fist is condensed at one point, and the power of the wheel and tomb is circulating all over the body.

"Is the Frey clan's Wheel Tomb magical power? It's a bit hot."

Li Jiu's eyes lit up slightly and he said lightly: "However, the power of this round of tomb can be used to exert its maximum power with the mad blood in the Frey clan's body. Facing me, you don't have to hold back, just activate the mad blood in your body."

Crazy Blood is just a different statement, it actually refers to the Netherworld Boiling Blood in Frezer's body.

"You don't need to use crazy blood to deal with you!"

Frezer's long tail was swung on the ground and smashed several bluestone floor tiles directly.

The already tall and burly figure seemed to have expanded several times in an instant, reaching an astonishing three feet away.

Although he lost the Netherworld Boiling Blood, Frezer's strength has not been reduced much.

It just said that the upper limit he could burst out was lowered far away.

"Is that true?"

Li Jiu shook his head, looked at Frezer carefully, and then shook his head, "It turns out that you have lost the crazy blood in your body, it's boring, it's really boring."

Frezor frowned. It was Buddha who also had fire, not to mention that Frezor's temper has never been much better.

"This is what you asked for!"

The next moment, there was a golden light flashing around Frezer, and the moment when the dazzling golden light burst out, followed by another dazzling silver light.

On Frecher's body surface, a layer of crystal-like scales that were as dazzling as diamonds were instantly covered!

The body of Vajra Frey!

Although he lost the Netherworld Boiling Blood in his body, he had different opportunities after the Shenzheng Tianmen.

Above the golden frey form, a stronger Vajra frey form was developed.

"oh?"

Li Jiu's eyes lit up, "It's interesting, is it really interesting!"

"The big tomb comes to the west, and the wheel tomb is in burial! God of collapse!"

With a loud shout, Frezer no longer reserved and directly used the mysterious killing move of the Wheel Tomb Break Fist.

Tomb funeral!

The power of the wheel tomb is rolling and turbulent.

It seems that countless evil ghosts and Shura gather in the sky, killing sounds and sings of Fantasy, and the tomb comes from the west!

The Wheel Tomb Beng Fist includes four styles: Beng Tian, ​​Beng Earth, Beng Xian, and Beng Shen. This Beng Shen style almost has the terrifying power of directly crushing and killing millions of heroic troops.

When he was at the God-Zhen Tianmen that day, he had only initially condensed the body of Vajra. Now, after a period of consolidation and cultivation, the body of Vajra Frey has gone further.

"hiss!"

On the Yunxiao Platform, a famous clan leader stood up at the same time and clenched his fists tightly.

The intensity of this game is almost as strong as that of Yan Jinghong and Kakaber.

"Old Frey, I didn't expect that there was a Vajra body hidden in the golden body of your Frey clan!"

Ye Changtian took a deep breath, and then smiled loudly: "It seems that no matter what, we can try out Li Jiu's real strength this time. As long as he reveals his trump card, I can see more or less the origin of this person."

"good."

The other patriarchs nodded.

The Vajra Frey was exposed, and with the Fist of the God of Collapse, how could Li Jiu not reveal his true strength?

"This guy's Vajra Body is even more powerful than when he encountered the desolate god again at the God-Zhi Tian Gate that day!"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and nodded secretly.

Although Efrezol's current state is still inferior to the God of Desolation in his heyday, it is already comparable to the God of Desolation who took over Vega later.

The God-Zhen Tianmen is indeed a magical place. Every person who comes out of it has a qualitative leap in strength.
To be continued...