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() "In a head-on confrontation, he actually knocked away Manros, who has a peak cultivation level of the third level, how strong is Yu Hao?"

"Can you say... Yu Hao has reached the fourth level of ten thousand men's level?"

"Impossible! Look, Yu Hao's fighting spirit is still golden!"

"I guess there is something strange about this!"

"Would he have used some overbearing skills?"

"Yes, he had used his unique skills to kill dragons before, forcing him to exert the combat power of a fourth-level ten thousand men. I think that's it."

For a moment, the students watching the game from the audience were talking, and they were all surprised by the mouse's record of knocking away Manros with one shot.

"The gun in your hand..." Manros' eyes flashed and he spoke with great certainty: "It's a metal xing fifth-level holy weapon!"

"Not bad!" rat admitted very poorly.

As soon as the mouse said this, a huge wave of discussion suddenly started off the audience.

The fifth-level holy land weapon is not a carrot or cabbage, the second is a sky-high price of 100,000 gold coins.

And if you want to add functions, xing, etc., it will cost hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

Ordinary large families and large forces cannot own one.

It's no wonder that those students who don't know the identity of the mouse will be so surprised.

But this fell for the eyes of Hongliobing, Fatty, Squad Leader, Terry, Hong Jingyu, Tabu, Lin Xiao, Brad, Taslow, Istantin and others, and it was taken for granted to the extreme.

Mouse's father Yu Zhenhua is the head of the Yanhong Kingdom of the Fire God Chamber of Commerce. His cultivation is said to have reached a terrifying level. Even among giants like the Fire God Chamber of Commerce, they are absolutely upper level.

A person like him has great hands and eyes and great power. It is not difficult to prepare a top-level fifth-level holy weapon for the mouse that matches the ancestral xing, and there is nothing to be surprised about.

"I will definitely win this game!" As he spoke, the mouse's body shook. He held a gun like a tiger coming out of the gate, attacking violently, with a rainbow of momentum.

The whole person was full of sharpness and unparalleled sharpness, and the special xing of the metal xing practitioner was undoubtedly revealed instantly.

With the increase of the Golden Battle Spear, the fifth-level holy treasure, the mouse has reached the realm of a fourth-level dark gold fighter, and has stabbed it out with one shot. It is so powerful that it can penetrate the mountains.

"Bang--"

With a violent sound of gold and iron collision, Manros' body was shaken back again and ended in a disadvantage.

Even if you have the same cultivation level, the gap between the fourth-level dark gold-level weapons and the fifth-level holy domain weapons is not so easy to cross.

The same attack was made. With the help of the golden gun, the absolute power was more than 50% stronger than Manros who used the red-se long sword!

Moreover, this is because the mouse is still in short cultivation and its power stimulates the real power of the Golden Battle Spear!

Hong Liebing could see that the golden battle spear in the mouse's hand was extremely powerful, and the power contained in it was almost the same as that of a fourth-level dragon.

If the mouse can fully stimulate the power in it, it will be enough to erase the entire martial arts platform in one move.

Defeating Manros or something is no problem at all.

But this is just a luxury. The cultivation level of the third-level golden fighter with the Qianjun Yipian level is impossible to exert the true power of the fifth-level holy weapon.

However, even so, the mouse with the golden battle spear in hand was already powerful enough. It was invincible with the power of a fourth-level ten thousand men, sweeping away the troops and fighting against the dragon alone.

As his wrist flipped, the golden battle gun shook in the air, shaking the shadow of the golden spear and endless explosions.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-"

In a series of fierce confrontations, Manros was completely suppressed and tried his best to resist the battle sword in his hand.

A stream of huge force like behemoth trampling came from the battle sword, shaking his hands and his mouth were bleeding and he retreated repeatedly.

But with his rich combat experience, Manros insisted on retreating, and was defeated without showing any ink.

Every time the mouse's fierce attack was attacked, he could forcibly block it, or dodge it sideways.

He often swung a sword fiercely, and used the fierce golden flame fighting spirit to force the mouse to stop and return to defense, not daring to be too presumptuous and lawless.

"Swish--"

Suddenly, the mouse stepped forward quickly, and the golden gun in his hand suddenly slashed down, as if it turned into a sharp sword, attacking Manros in front of him.

The golden battle spear that blesses the peak metal xing golden fighting spirit of the third level. Even if it is just a round gun, it still has the power to cut mountains and break mountains, and is unstoppable.

Manros' eyes flashed, and his body suddenly turned to the side. He could not help but avoid the moment when the golden gun was slashed. He flipped his right sword and slashed straight towards the mouse.

A large area of ​​golden fire followed the illusion and surging, surging in a rush, wrapping the mouse up.

"Break it for me!" The mouse shouted loudly. The powerful metal power contained in the golden battle spear was suddenly mobilized under the control of the third-level golden fighting spirit in his body, and immediately

A powerful force that shook the mountains was burst out.

"boom--"

The golden squad was broken with the sound of fire!

"Um..." Manros groaned, and was shocked by the violent metal xing power of the golden gun at close range. Blood gushed out of his mouth, and his chest seemed to be hit by a siege hammer in front, and he was sank down.

There were a large area, and several ribs were broken.

"Drink!" The mouse who escaped from the trap was as powerful as a rainbow, holding a golden gun and attacked out fiercely. The gun flowers were everywhere, penetrated through the illusion, suppressing the seriously injured Manros, forcing him to retreat continuously.

Soon, we arrived at the edge of the competition platform.

"Ping—"

Manros stepped on the ground and forced himself to stop his retreating momentum. The long red sword in his hand was like a red serpent, suddenly attacking from a tricky angle.

"The trick of the eagle!" The mouse snorted coldly, flipped his hands, and the golden gun shook in the air, with a loud bang, and the red long sword that Manros suddenly stabbed out was actually beaten out of his hand.

At this moment, Hong Liebing could vaguely see a red blood mist bursting out from the tiger's mouth of Manros' right hand.

It seems that even his thumb has been broken.

"I won this game!" Mouse's eyes trembled, and the golden gun pierced out like lightning, with a fierce momentum, causing a deaf and deaf sound of tearing the atmosphere.

It seems that he wants to win the game in one fell swoop.

"Not that easy!" Manros' eyes suddenly cold. Faced with the rat's sharp shot, his left hand became a claw, but instead of retreating, he grabbed the golden se gun rod of the golden battle gun.

"Bang--"

A blood flower suddenly burst out from Manros' left hand, and was almost broken by the powerful force carried by the golden gun!

But he still didn't realize it!

His bloody left hand suddenly exerted force in the direction where the gun was stabbing out. Suddenly, the mouse's forward momentum increased again.

The distance between Manros has been shortened to an extremely dangerous level.

"Bang--"

Manros' right fist, full of the third-level great success peak golden fighting spirit, bombarded the mouse's chest heavily, and was thunderous and vigorously.

Suddenly, the mouse flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, sprinkled a string of blood beads.

At close range, I actually took the heavy punch of a third-level gold fighter. Even a fourth-level dark gold fighter with the power of ten thousand men would vomit three liters of blood and suffer a heavy blow.

For a moment, a large number of students in the audience thought that Manros had turned the tables, defeated the mouse, and won a victory like a Jedi counterattack.

"How could I lose!" The mouse who vomited blood and threw it away, his eyes widened angrily. Regardless of the severe pain in his internal organs, his body shook violently.

Immediately, his whole body seemed to be suddenly pressed by a huge mountain of hundreds of feet, sinking straight down, his feet sinking directly into the ground from his knees, forcibly stopping the momentum of retreating and flying.

The mouse's eyes were filled with cold light, and his right hand stretched out and grabbed it in the air.

The golden battle spear, which was tightly grasped by Manros, suddenly burst out with a huge force. With a swish, it broke free and turned into a stream of light, and flew straight towards the mouse.

Manros said nothing. He raised his right hand and the red war sword that was knocked out flew up from the ground with a swish, and was caught between his palms.

The mouse and Manros said nothing, and faced each other from afar, fighting fiercely, and sharp gold against flames, causing endless winds.

"Man...Menros, you are really beyond my expectations. You can actually hurt me so badly." The mouse's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear his tone. He reached out to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, his eyes shining brightly

Shiny, "But I will definitely win this game!"

"You try it!" Manros's voice was cold and hoarse, and it was obvious that the internal organs were seriously injured.

His left arm was covered in blood, and his bones were hiding invisible, which made everyone watching the game in the audience frown and feel heartbroken.

"Bang--"

"Bang--"

In the flash of lightning, Manros and the mouse suddenly rose up at the same time, and began a new round of fierce fighting with serious injuries.

Every time the two of them collide, no matter who has the advantage or who is attacking, they will spit out a mouthful of blood because of the recoil force.

If you really hurt the enemy, you will first hurt yourself!

At this time, the two of them were no longer playing games, but were consuming each other's vitality!

"Drink!" The mouse shouted angrily, and the golden gun was extremely dazzling, from top to bottom, slashing down fiercely.

Manros did not dodge or avoid, held up the red war sword with both hands and went straight to meet him.

"boom--"

The violent and fierce explosion of air, accompanied by the waves of golden ripples, instantly spread throughout the audience, sweeping across the world, making the students watching the game dance in a mess.

"puff……"

"puff……"

Mouse and Manros trembled, blood from their mouths spewed out at the same time, their faces pale, but they were already furious at this moment, but they were still unaware of it.

One move was fruitless. The two of them had red eyes, waved their weapons, and attacked wildly again, greeting each other.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-"

There are countless sword shadows and gun flowers all over the sky!

In just a moment, the terrifying and terrifying sound booms exploded one after another.

The mouse and Manros have fought against each other for countless moves. Blood splatters everywhere, and the tragic atmosphere is so strong that it almost makes people breathless.

"It's really enough. Are all children so crazy now?" Taslo shook his head, raised his left hand, and a large number of clouds transformed from the power of light floated down, easily separating the mouse and Manros.

At the same time, they began to heal their bodies, which were almost exhausted.

"The hour limit has arrived, this game is tied."

Hearing Taslo's words, mouse and Manros immediately turned their eyes and fell down with a thud.

This scene seems familiar enough.

Well... It seems like I just saw it not long ago. (To be continued.)