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() Manros is a man with great combat power. Even if the fat man is at his peak, he may not dare to say that he will win.

At this moment, the fat man had a backlash injury and had fought against two tough guys from Qingfeng Magic and Martial Arts Academy. He was full of fighting spirit and physical strength, and he consumed a lot of energy.

Therefore, as soon as he contacted Manros, he suffered a small loss and was scratched by Manros's arm with a sword, and blood instantly splashed over the void.

"Um..." The fat man snorted in pain, his eyes were surprised, he covered his wound with his hands, and flew away quickly.

He found that his third-level golden fighting spirit, which had no defensive effect at all, could easily be torn apart in front of Manros, who was holding the fourth-level flame dark gold weapon.

Moreover, there were also traces of charred marks on the wounds of the arm caused by the long sword of the fourth-level flame-type dark gold weapon.

It is estimated that if the fat man had not dodged quickly just now and used his fighting spirit to suppress it, he would probably have been invaded by the power of flames and burned into a charred se!

"Huhu...huhu..." The fat man gasped heavily. He looked at Manros solemnly, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

Manros, holding a fourth-level flame dark gold weapon, has greatly increased his combat power, and his every move is extremely close to that of a fourth-level dark gold fighter.

If we count the tragic fighting skills he has created through many battles, I am afraid that Manros, who is more powerful than Mido, who holds a fifth-level holy treasure and forces his power to the fourth-level ten thousand men.

It's a little better!

Faced with such a level of existence, head-on confrontation is tantamount to stupidity. If you want to move back to some situation, you have to use some tricks.

But what methods should be used?

This question made the fat man feel very worried.

The students from Qingfeng Magic and Martial Arts Academy are all cruel and ruthless people who are as cruel as they are to themselves and to their enemies.

To deal with ordinary people and ordinary students, the tragic fighting method of tragic fighting is useless to them.

If one is not good, maybe he will be forced into a desperate situation by Manros. Speed ​​up the progress of defeat.

But if you don't use the desperate move, the fat man who is injured and consumes a lot of fighting spirit, he is not a match for Manros who is at the peak of his combat power.

"Oh..." The fat man sighed. At this time, he felt the helpless feeling at a loss.

However, Manros ignored these things. When he moved his body, he held the red-se sword. He carried the surging golden fire, and attacked him like a worldly fire god descending to the mortal world. With every move, the torrent of fighting spirit swept across the audience, shattering the earth, as if it were

To turn all the human world into flames.

The fat man was unwilling to resist. He held the battle sword in his hand and retreated quickly. The remaining fighting spirit in his body secretly increased to the extreme level. He could attack at any time and make a last-ditch tragic attack.

Even if you are injured, even if the Dou Qi consumes a lot, even if your physical strength decreases, even if... the strong one is the strong one!

Those who dare to underestimate the fat man will definitely pay a heavy price for this!

Manros should have seen this too. But he was still fearless and attacked with endless golden fire. He pressed step by step, and the battle sword in his hand opened and closed, making the fat man retreat repeatedly and resisted in a mess.

After a while, the fat man had many colors on his body.

And every wound he had a little burning charred se.

"Um..." The fat man clenched his teeth, and cold sweat on his forehead oozed out, and the sword in his hand felt heavier.

But his eyes became colder, like a lonely wolf on the snowy night waiting for an opportunity, emitting a bloodthirsty and cruel aura.

Under the competition stage, Hong Liebing, who saw this scene, suddenly frowned and said to the mouse, squad leader, and the other three, "I said... the fat man seemed to be preparing to make his last try. Should we do it?

Go and stop him?"

"Stop him, why?" Mouse wondered: "The centipede insect died without being stiff, and it was not depressed. If a master as big as a fat man made a final fight, even if Manros was no longer powerful, no one would be able to do anything.

OK, we have to splatter five steps in blood, and our combat power will be greatly reduced. In this way, in the next game, we will have a greater chance of winning. Is there anything wrong with this...?"

"Well... Xiaobing, aren't you accepting the bribe from Qingfeng Magic and Martial Arts Academy and preparing to secretly do something bad?" Terry narrowed his eyes and looked at Hong Liebing.

"Terry, where are you thinking about?" Hong Liebing glared at Terry and said, "The teams of Lanning Women's College and my brother have no suspense at all. And our team

, It seems that Shiyoujiu is going to win. But... I'll do it. Lu Li, Yang Ming, and Jamies have already fallen down. And judging from their injuries, Shiyoujiu is

Can't show 100% of the strength in tomorrow's game. If the fat man is hit hard again now... I ask you, what lineup we will use tomorrow to deal with my brother, Tabu, Lin Xiao, Brad, these four

A big enemy? Is a team of sick and disabled people gathering?".

"Xiao Bing's words are reasonable!" The squad leader seemed to have figured out the key, and a solemn se was suddenly revealed on his face, "Hong Jingyu is definitely a tough guy. Although I don't want to admit it, but...

…Holding a fifth-level holy weapon, fire pattern sword, and foot-stands of the Wind and Sky Boots. He has reached the fourth-level ten thousand men's level of dark gold fighter. He is also a secret skill of the Hongjia, and he is indeed all participating in the competition.

The well-deserved first among the students! Even Istantin, the fourth-level peak-level dark gold fighter, is probably not his opponent!"

"And all the three bastards Tabu, Lin Xiao, and Brad are not inferior to Manros' third-level masters!" The mouse faced a deep face, "Even if we are at the peak, we will all be

It's hard to deal with their powerful combination. Now in this case..."

"Are you guys trying to say we are destined to fail?" Terry exclaimed. "Can you not hurt your morale so much?"

"It's not too late to fix the dead! I'll replace the fat man now!" Hong Liebing's eyes flashed, and he pressed the hilt of the ethereal sword at his waist with his right hand, "Don't worry, Manros is not my opponent, I'll be soon

Can solve the battle!"

"No, I'll go." Mouse smiled with teeth, reached out and slowly pulled out a golden gun from behind. The sharp light in his eyes suddenly burst out and rushed straight into the sky, "Watch the fun and see now

, I can't help it anymore!"

Hong Liebing frowned and said, "But..."

"Let the mouse go." The squad leader reached out and pressed Hong Liebing's shoulder. "Xiao Bing, I can't see through your strength, but it's very powerful anyway. I guess ten days of this will not be worse than me. If I were to do so, I wouldn't be able to see through my strength.

There was an accident during the battle against Zhao Tengxuan and if you lose, it all depends on you."

"Oh?" Mouse raised his eyebrows and said with some displeasure: "Squad leader, what you mean, it seems that I am very sure that I will lose to Zhao Tiaoxuan after defeating Manros?"

"It's not that you will lose to Zhao Tengxuan, but that after you defeat Manros, you must immediately admit defeat and then change me to the court!" The squad leader said viciously: "Zhao Tengxuan is the captain of Qingfeng Magic Martial Arts Academy.

I am your team leader and squad leader. This is a battle between kings and kings. What? Do you want to compete with me for the position of squad leader?"

"How dare I? Everything is yours." The mouse shrugged, "And... I want to go to the stage and say it clearly, why do you have to find such an incompetent excuse?"

After saying this, the mouse turned around and strode towards the martial arts competition platform with a gun.

In an instant, a sharp golden aura that seemed to penetrate the heavenly gun and pierced the clouds, rushed upwards and emitted from the mouse's body. It was majestic and instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

"Fatty, your performance is over!" The mouse stepped down and soared into the air, and strongly intervened in the fight between Manros and the fat man.

He stretched out his left hand and shook it in the air. He forced the two of them to separate with a sharp and domineering metal xing third-level golden fighting spirit.

"It's over!" The fat man said angrily, "I still have the ultimate tricks to do it, but it's useless!"

"Fatty, if you have any dissatisfaction, please go and call the squad leader, Xiaobing, and they both mean." The mouse spread his left hand and moved the water eastward, pushing all the responsibility down to Honglibing.

The two of them.

Hearing this, the fat man immediately turned his inquiring eyes to the squad leader, Hong Liebing and the others.

Seeing this, the squad leader and Hong Liebing nodded one after another, saying that what the mouse said was good.

"Oh... OK, OK." The fat man sighed. Knowing that things could not be reversed, he put away his long sword and walked unwillingly towards the audience.

Afterwards, the squad leader and Hong Liebing and others explained and comforted each other.

But this is not the point.

From the moment mouse came on stage with a gun, the protagonists of this venue had become him and Manros.

"Yu Hao." The mouse nodded and smiled at Manros half a foot away, spread his left hand and stretched out straight out, and said with a smile: "Brother Manros, you can do whatever you want!"

Although mouse's words were not loud, it exuded an extremely confident sequelae.

It's like winning, and you're confident!

The students of Qingfeng Magic and Martial Arts Academy have never been pretentious and polite people.

After hearing the mouse's words, Manros instantly swung his body with a quick step, and the red serk sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, drawing a long red serk light in the air.

The mouse did not dodge, and flipped his wrist and the extremely dazzling golden battle spear suddenly swept out as if it had been alive, domineering.

"Bang--"

A loud noise that was astonishing as the sky broke out from the collision between the Red Se Battle Sword and the Golden Battle Spur, resounding through the sky and instantly spread throughout the audience.

Manros's face changed, his body couldn't help but retreat, and he stepped on a series of footprints on the ground. The red sword in his hand buzzed, making waves of wailing sounds.

On the other hand, mouse stood proudly on the spot with a blazing momentum. Against the backdrop of the burning third-level Dacheng peak-level gold fighting spirit, it was as powerful as a golden armored god.

A judgment immediately! (To be continued.)