"Hmph! Do you think you are a demigod and can do whatever you want?!" Pamir's blonde hair was flying, full of energy. There was no trace of fear between his eyebrows.

"Swoosh!"

The next moment, the response to Pamir was the hand knife that Zhang Yulong cut out of thin air.

Above the knife, the energy surged and the power was vast. From a distance, it looked like a white light that cut through the sky, which was daunting.

"not good!"

Immediately afterwards, Pamir's face darkened, and his whole body immediately retreated. A solemn look appeared on his face, which was full of energy and calm in the face of danger.

Although he had conducted crazy training in China before coming, the country even arranged two powerful demigods to train for him. I hope he could quickly adapt to the attack of demigods.

But he forgot that it was not a real battle after all!

"Hahaha...what's wrong?! Are you afraid of ants?! Hahaha... Since you are afraid, then hurry up and go down. Or just wait for death!" Seeing Pamir was very afraid of him. This jade dragon was like a victorious old hen, speaking arrogantly and energetic.

"Bastard! You are so arrogant! Death for me! Martial arts, poisonous dragon drill!"

The next moment, Pamir shouted with a verdant face, his blonde hair fluttering on his head, and his murderous aura surged in his eyes.

This time he participated in the Global Martial Arts Competition, which represented not only himself, but also the country behind him.

Zhang Yulong just said that he was insulting himself, but he was also insulting his country.

"Today! Even if I am Pamir dies, I will make you pay the price of bleeding!"

"Poison Dragon Diamond, strangle!"

As Pamir finished speaking, he saw that he was like a tiger out of a cage. The tiger pounced on the food and instantly smashed it with a rotating fist.

The fist was like a drill, and his whole body also turned with the fist. The inertia generated by the rotation made the surrounding air buzzing.

"I don't know how to live or die! I dare to do this kind of spicy martial arts rashly? Today, I will let you understand what a real strong man is!"

"Destroy it for me!" Zhang Yulong's forehead bulged with blue veins, shouted violently, and clenched his left hand, as if he had tens of millions of strength to hold it in his hand and instantly smashed it out.

"Click!"

Just as the two fists intersected, a crisp sound resounded throughout the arena.

"Swoosh!"

Immediately afterwards, I saw the Pamir fly backward like a cannonball and finally hit the ground under the competition platform.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, everyone present looked ugly and took a breath.

Unbelievable! It's really unbelievable!

With one punch, he knocked back his opponent and broke an arm!

The realm of God is indeed so terrifying!

"Did I... lose?!" At the same time, Pamir's face was pale and blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were dull and he looked at the broken arm in front of him, allowing blood to flow out.

At this moment, he didn't feel any pain!

He was full of incredible things, and he was ruined by just one move! How could this be possible?! Did he practice in vain?!

Why?!

At this moment, it was like a lion roaring in his heart...

"Hahaha! Something like ant! You dare to be arrogant!" At this moment, Zhang Yulong was full of energy and walked to the side of the martial arts competition platform, looking down at Pamir like a grasshopper.

"You...I'm going to kill you..." The next moment, Pamir was furious and was furious, and he fell down with difficulty.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of scarlet blood gushed out, and Pamir fainted at this moment.

"Hurry up... medical staff, hurry up and carry the person down, and now start the surgery immediately. Hurry up!" For a moment, everyone reacted, and the referee also spoke quickly.

After ten seconds of searching, the stretcher doctor came and carried Pamir down directly.

"Hahaha...who else?! I, Zhang Yulong, have been invincible since my birth. Are there anyone else like me?!"

"Xiao Feng! You little bastard dare to come up and fight?!" Looking around for a week, no one responded. Zhang Yulong turned his eyes to Xiao Feng and shouted with confidence.

"Are you brain ill? Or what? I'm afraid you're not unhappy when you're looking for a lady yesterday. You're looking for trouble today? Trash!" Hearing the clamor from the ground, Xiao Feng slowly stood up and cursed lightly. Then he took a sip of water and sat down leisurely.

"You! Bastard...I'm so angry..."

"Okay, the first round, the first group, the first round, Zhang Yulong won!" The next moment, the referee directly interrupted Zhang Yulong's words and announced the result!

"Hmph! Xiao Feng, Xiao Zaizi, don't be too proud. Next, I will let you die without a burial place!"

Zhang Yulong looked at Xiao Feng angrily, then turned around and got off the competition stage.

"Okay, are you going down by yourself? Or will I send you down?!" At this moment, the Miyakoro came on stage, with a kimono and wooden clogs on his face, just like a glass of cold sake that emits cold air.

"Sorry! I, Luo Ning, didn't have any dictionary that had receded in my eyes. Luo Ning, North America, asked Mr. Miyashita for advice!"

The next moment, Na Luoning spoke, wearing a suit with blond hair and blue eyes. Her tone was gentle and elegant, and she had a smile on her face. It was hard to feel that this was a warrior.

Of course, that is someone who doesn’t know! Those who know him will stay away from him.

Because, he also has another name, that is, the suit thug!

"Then come on..."

Gumiya Kazuma Lin's face remained unchanged, his legs spread apart, his whole aura rose, and his energy slowly surged out. At the same time, a sharp light flashed through his eyes, staring at Luo Ning like a poisonous snake.

"Die..."

With a loud shout, Naroning took the lead in taking action like a North American snow leopard, and it was extremely fast.

"Swish"

Three seconds!

In just three seconds, Luo Ning instantly arrived beside Gong Xialin, and even shot five fists in the third second.

"Bang!"

The last fist stopped, and only saw Luo Ning's face was solemn, but Gong Xialin's face remained unchanged and was still deserted.

"Hmph! I don't believe it." Seeing the palace at the bottom of the forest, Luo Ning suddenly ran away, and his whole body seemed to have been greatly insulted.

"Die me!"

The next moment, Luo Ning jumped suddenly, then his body turned together, dancing in the air like a top. His last heavy leg pressed down on the Guilu Lin.

"boom!"

At this moment, the forest at the lower palace moved, his face changed slightly, and a trace of invisible fear flashed across. Then he suddenly retreated.

"Boom!"

The heavy legs fell to the ground. In an instant, the entire competition platform was filled with dust. Even the entire competition platform was cracked, and a half-foot-deep leg mark appeared, which was particularly scary!

"Damn it!" Such a powerful attack was actually lost. Luo Ning's face turned blue with anger. Although he was at the peak of the spiritual transformation for five years, he had also killed a demigod!

"Why is this happening?!"

The next moment, Luo Ning shouted and shouted to the sky. Then he looked ferocious.

"Swoosh"

In a moment, he raised his head and suddenly jumped into the air like a madman. In three seconds, ten whip legs were emitted.

Each of these ten strokes can kill an existence that can kill a peak of Huajin for five years!

The name of this suit thug is definitely not a false reputation!

"Dingdeng..."

And similarly, a look of expression finally appeared on Miyashi Lin's lonely face. It was anger!

"Ant! I gave you a chance, you don't know how to cherish it... Since that's the case, then go and meet the emperor!"

The next moment, two air conditioners burst out from the eyes of the Guardan Lin, and then he slowly placed his hands on the wooden knife behind him.

"Click!"

Like a thunderbolt, the palace forest disappeared in an instant. Everyone saw a white shadow appearing on the other end of the competition platform like a ghost.

"Huhhhh..." At this moment, the breeze blew the forest under the palace, with short hair floating, and eyes full of coldness.

He slowly placed the wooden knife in the scabbard behind him, which was still smooth and reflective. The reflected sunlight pierced the eyes.

"I...you...sp!" Behind the palace, I saw Na Luoning's eyes wide and his face pale. He felt like he had a serious illness.

"Thorn!"

The next moment, his suit shattered instantly and turned into pieces of anger. When he looked at his abdomen and in his dantian, blood was surging wildly, just like a faucet.

"Bit!"

The sweat of beans slid down from Luo Ning's forehead and hit the ground, and it was silent at this moment.

The whole audience was silent, and even the other contestants on the competition stage stopped to see the scene in front of them. They could not imagine it. Luo Ning, who was so lively just now, was seriously injured at this moment. She looked like this.
To be continued...