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Chapter 208 Daoist Fighting Wilder(1/2)

"Kill me! You killed me!"

"It's the three mad Taoists who escaped quickly, that madman is here."

On the screen, a young man in a Taoist robe walked freely on the street, like a leisurely walk. Behind him were broken limbs, blood stained red, walking all over the world. A blood-red full moon hung in the air, making all opponents frightened.

During the qualifiers, Zhang Junbao's killing scenes were constantly played.

"He is a peerless genius who kills his opponents all the way - Zhang Junbao, the three mad Taoist!

Even in the melee of the arena, no one can force his true strength. No opponent can support him for more than one minute, sweep all the way, and be invincible!" The host's voice sounded, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly exploded.

"Savage, I admit that it's not your opponent, and I don't want to fight you."

"Escape, the savage is coming, that terrifying guy is coming."

An unparalleled figure swept across the opponent on the ring. At this time, the scene of Hong being killed was also replayed, which made Thor, who was watching the game on the side of the field, gritted his teeth.

Among the four people on Earth, Thor and Hong were not lost to the hands of the savages, and now Zhang Junbao finally met him.

"Are you going to be Zhang Junbao, the 'Three Crazy Taoist, who will continue to kill his opponent in seconds, or is Rong Jun, the 'savage' who can kill Zhang Junbao with one knife? Stay tuned. In the fourth future decisive battle, the peak showdown between the two of them!"

Countless audiences from Qianwu Universe Kingdom cheered and frantically. Each of them was a top genius when they were able to enter the 4th round final, but this one was the most shocking one.

Both sides of the match are invincible, and they are arranged on Island No. 00001, which is the most dazzling arena, and the tickets are also the most expensive.

The two of them looked at each other against each other on the ring.

The savage Rong Jun's eyes were filled with endless fighting spirit.

"I once met a man named Thor, who was the only opponent in the qualifiers who could hurt me. But that time he was lucky and let him escape. He said that there was a man I was definitely not an opponent, and I thought it was Hong.

During the melee in the ring, he was calm and calm, and he also stepped into the threshold of the law of light, pulling me into the phantom again and again, which was indeed amazing.

However, his attack was too weak, and even my body's defense could not be broken. Later I discovered Luo Feng. I admit that Luo Feng's killing aura was extremely strong, and even compared with my fighting spirit, it was not inferior."

"But it's not difficult for me to kill him."

"Only you, Zhang Junbao! I was so excited when I saw you."

The savage Rong Jun cracked his mouth and smiled, and a strong sense of fighting erupted.

"I need to fight, fight one by one, constantly grinding myself and improving myself. But other opponents are too weak and cannot play a role in grinding. Only you, Zhang Junbao, don't let me down."

"My big knife is already thirsty!"

Zhang Junbao, opposite the savage, raised his eyebrows, and was so excited by a big man that he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart. It was indeed a terrible psychological offensive.

"Rong Jun, you are really crazy."

"This is not arrogant, that is absolute confidence!" Rong Jun said naturally.

"I didn't take the entire Qianwu competition area seriously at all."

“My bottom line is 1,000 in the finals.

My real goal is to kill all the geniuses in the universe to be the first.

You are the stepping stone on my way of dominance.”

"But with your strength, you can still fight out even in the loser group.

Take action and fight me happily!"

Rong Jun kept roaring, and his fighting spirit was also rising.

"Pedaling stone? Are you not afraid of hurting your feet when you don't wear shoes?"

Zhang Junbao, opposite, burst into laughter and choked Rong Jun so hard that he couldn't speak as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Hmph! The advantage of words." Rong Jun, who couldn't say anything, closed his mouth consciously.

"Now the battle begins!"

The host saw that the momentum of both sides had reached its peak and the battle began instantly.

The strong usually restrained their momentum and would burst out with all their strength before fighting. At this time, the savage Rong Jun burst out with an astonishing momentum, extremely domineering, raging the entire audience.

On the other hand, Zhang Junbao, who was standing on the ring, seemed to be light and quiet, but the savage's aura had no effect on him.

During the battle, when the strength of the two sides is similar, the battle is about belief and will. The savage Rong Jun is most afraid of others fighting with his aura. He directly affects the opponent in terms of momentum and makes the opponent afraid.

As long as you have a trace of that emotion, your opponent's strength will be severely weakened, and your strength will be less than 60% or 70%.

But now Zhang Junbao regards him as if nothing is happening. Not only does he not compete with him, but he is like a spring breeze in his domineering aura.

Rong Jun frowned slightly, and he felt that his mentality had been slightly affected by Zhang Junbao.

"No, if this continues, my mood will be affected. Let's fight!"

With a war cry, a heavy earth-yellow air condensed on the short sword in his hand.

"Fight! Fight!" The savage kept roaring like a god of war in the universe.

He drew his sword and rushed, and his naked feet stepped on the ring, and the entire ring was vibrating violently.

He was extremely fast, and he crossed a thousand meters in just two steps and came to Zhang Junbao. The sword emitting a strong earthy yellow light slashed directly at Zhang Junbao's face.

The expected scene of killing the opponent did not appear, and a blood moon blocked his attack.

"The spiritual thought master? Do you think this can suppress me?"

Rong Jun waved his short sword and kept slashing. Each knife was heavier and more powerful than the previous one.

Bang bang...bang!

The short sword and the Blood Moon constantly collided, and the raging murderous aura swept across the entire arena. The arena that can withstand the ninth-level battle of the star-level battle was in ruins in just a moment.

The two of them have extremely fast offense and defense, and they have to fight thousands of times every second.

A minute passed in a blink of an eye, and Rong Jun could not move forward, and Zhang Junbao was still standing there without moving at all.

Rong Jun slashed again, using the power of countershock to extend the distance.

He glanced at him without a trace, and his right hand holding the knife was slightly paralyzed. Even if he was as strong as him, his body would be unable to bear it.

But Zhang Junbao was not ready to give him time to rest. A heart-pounding cold light burst out from a blood moon, and it had quietly arrived.

"Break it for me!"

The savage Rong Jun had a ferocious face and roared angrily. The short knife in his hand slashed off Blood Moon again. A yellowish airflow burst out on his blade, directly slashing Zhang Junbao away.

Taking advantage of this time, a huge force burst out under the feet of the savage Rong Jun. He wanted to kill Zhang Junbao while he was not protected by the mental power weapons.

"The Law of Light can actually erupt such a strong attack.

But you are a spiritual mind master, and you lack the ability to fight melee, which is inevitable. Without the mental power and weapons, how can you stop me?"

In the savage's sharp eyes, murderous aura burst out and roared, extremely excited.

But when he was about to cut off Zhang Junbao, an extremely strong sense of crisis broke out in his heart and his body suddenly retreated.

Rong Jun, who was retreating, touched his neck and found a blood mark.

A little bit!

Just a little bit, his neck would be cut off by Zhang Junbao!

"Teel the enemy deeper? When did you take back your mental power weapon?" Rong Jun asked in confusion.

"Since you know I am the law of light, you should not believe everything you see."

"This Zhang Junbao's understanding of the law of light is really terrible."

The savage also began to feel anxious.

"I can usually kill those controllers in close combat in an instant, but when facing a powerful person with the light law like Zhang Junbao, I must be cautious.

Otherwise, if you hit all your strength and be deceived by his light, I will be in danger."

The 1 billion audience in the audience around the ring were completely stunned.

These two men are powerful, savage and domineering, like a tireless god of war, constantly attacking and killing.

However, Zhang Junbao is like a true master of martial arts. Until now, the audience has not seen any tension on his face.

The clever tactics of warfare were transformed into danger again and again, as if the entire arena was under his control. The strength of his secret technique is certainly surprising, but the most terrifying thing is his ability to control the battlefield.

A savage and domineering person.

A chic and overflowing.

"The savage is so powerful. As long as Zhang Junbao gets the upper hand, he will probably be killed by him."

"I want to tell you that Zhang Junbao is the most terrifying thing. Until now, he has been playing with the savages. This kind of savage who is rampant meets Zhang Junbao, the master who is on the battlefield, and is simply seeking death."

The savage Rong Jun stood in a corner of the ring and stared at Zhang Junbao. Zhang Junbao also stopped and did not continue to attack.

"My hand! After repeated strong collisions, the tiger's mouth in my palm has cracked. I can't continue like this. If I continue like this, my right hand will be ruined." Feeling the pain from my hand, the savage was shocked.

"I just said that this savage is not Jun Bao's opponent. Seeing that, his hand was trembling slightly, and he must have been injured.

It’s a pity that Junbao’s attack just now was a little shallow, otherwise he could cut off his head directly.”

In the private room, Thunder God slapped his thigh and said with great regret.
To be continued...
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