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This young man is very powerful, with a long shot like a dragon and a golden light.

However, the youth of the soil is not weak. Using a rod of rare eight-person spears as a weapon, the black soil property is endless, and the spears are like a snake, which is heavy and continuous.

The two continued to confront each other, and Jin Ge collided with each other, and the breath of the wind spread like a cloud, and the energy of the muffled sound was heard.

Such a showdown, the onlookers around the watch constantly screamed, the atmosphere pushed to the peak!

This is obviously a means of being placed on the platform, and it is indestructible, or else it is already long gone.

"Not bad!"

Su Yi squatted on the two men on the stage, the two young people do not seem to be too old, but the strength is very strong, they are all comparable to the real strength of the Yuan.

Such a strength, Su Yi had to be touched.

According to the ruthlessness of the West, these young people are all disciples who are scattered or small forces, but with such strength, how can they not be strong.

To know the peers in the Shenjianmen, there are absolutely not many who can get to this point.

"Who do you think will win?"

The West looked at the stage ruthlessly, and then whispered in the ear of Su Yi, and the two incomprehensible youths who played against each other on the stage seemed to be interested at the moment.

Su Yi was a little surprised. He looked at the ruthless West, and then looked at the stage and said: "If there is no accident, the metal spirit should win?"

"Why? It is clear that the offensive of the soil property is more active, occupying the top, fearing that it will be used for a while, and the metal-powerful one seems to have played a lot of games, and some of them feel strong." West asked ruthlessly.

"The one with the attribute of soil has now gained the upper hand, and I am afraid that it is necessary to use the card. The young man of metality seems to be the end of the strong, but there has been no real disorder, and it is methodical. I guess, I am afraid that it will be The defeat is definitely the property of the soil." Su Yi whispered.

West is ruthlessly looking at the stage, slightly moving.

Sure enough, after a dozen strokes, the soil attributed the young man to use the card, suddenly the momentum surged, Zhang eight spears, such as a black big rush out, the atmosphere is fierce, sweeping the Quartet.

"Good!"

Metallic youth is a big drink, and at this moment, it seems that the breath of the end of the strong is suddenly skyrocketing, and the breath is obviously stronger than the youth of the soil property. Seize the opportunity, the long guns are like the raging dragon, the faint With the sound of the dragon, if the golden light rises, it will rise out.

The golden light gun mans, like a golden lightning, rushed down.

The golden dragon rushed into the sky, and the terrible sharpness swept across the square. He slammed against the spear and immediately destroyed it.

"Oh..."

The metal figure of youth is deceiving at the same time, and preparations are made. The speed and power are skyrocketing at the same time. In a moment, the soil is on the side of the youth, and a fierce fingerprint is also plucked. .

Jinguang Fingerprint is like a broken bamboo, wearing a strong black soil attribute tempering mask, in its inevitable, plundering into its shoulder, suddenly a blood hole appears, blood splashes.

"puff……"

The soil attribute is strong and the face is white and gray, and a large mouthful of blood is spit out in the mouth.

"Hey!"

The metallic youths were printed on their shoulders and then fell on their shoulders.

In the outbreak of Jinguang, the youth of the soil property was directly shocked from the stage, and the heavy fall fell on the stage, causing the ground to tremble, the slate cracked and vomiting blood.

"You lost!"

On the stage of the contest, the golden light of the metaly youth dissipated, revealing a pretty handsome face, a long hair slightly scattered, with a bit of fierceness, slender body, long shots in the hands, temperament.

"The eyesight is good."

At this moment, the youth of the soil property has been defeated, and the West is ruthlessly looking at Su Yi, faintly said.

Su Yi smiled slightly, relying on his own keen soul power, and realized that the metal-spirited youth seemed to fall in the wind, but the breath has always been undisturbed. This is definitely to lure the enemy deep, let the other party relax and prepare, the last blow In the meantime, this can also save a lot of effort and be the most insured, which proves that the metallic youth is very motivated.

"Cheng Qingfeng won, winning the sixth game!"

Someone in the corner of the stage announced loudly that the voice echoed around.

"Good!"

"Great, Cheng Qingfeng is good!"

In this prosperous world of martial arts, the strongest is always the most desirable and awe-inspiring, and a shout of shouting and screaming, winning the sixth game, what a record, let the four sides boil.

Cheng Qingfeng stood on the stage and looked around. There was also a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. There was a rush of war in his eyes.

"There are still no ones who continue to challenge Cheng Qingfeng, but if they lose, they will have to pay some price, but if they win, they will also win huge benefits."

On the stage of the contest, there is a voice that continues to say that people who come up to challenge will have to pay a certain price. Otherwise, anyone will run up and try it out. This is not the same position on the martial arts platform.

Of course, after winning, not only can you gain fame, but you can also get a lot of rewards. It can be said that it is two birds with one stone.

The crowd is full of enthusiasm, many young people are eager to try, want to fight, but at this moment, they look at Cheng Qingfeng on the stage, but no one dares to really play a battle.

"Cheng Qingfeng won six games in a row. Who else dares to come up with a battle? Is there no one in the Quartet who dares to come up with a fight?"

The sound of the corner of the contest is very provocative.

In the competition, many young people are eager to try, and the fighting is surging, but they are also very clear that their strength is not to be an opponent.

"Who dares to fight!"

Cheng Qingfeng stood on the stage of the contest, his eyes looked around and the golden light shone.

His goal is a ten-game winning streak, a good opportunity to make a name for himself at the Shengwu Conference.

There is only one chance in thirty years. He met, and certainly can't miss it.

The sound echoed and rang around.

"Whoever went to the battle, if he defeated Cheng Qingfeng, it would be a seven-game winning streak, it is still relatively easy!"

"Defeating Cheng Qingfeng will be enough to make a name forever!"

Many people are boiling, Cheng Qingfeng has won six games in a row. At this time, if anyone goes up and beats him, it is equal to seven consecutive games.

Cheng Qingfeng’s consumption in the six games has definitely been extremely serious. At this time, he also took up a huge amount of money. He defeated Cheng Qingfeng and became famous in the first battle and resounded in Zhongzhou City!

"Cheng Qingfeng is too strong, I am afraid that it is not easy to deal with!"

Some young people are eager to try, but sometimes they are hesitant and have no confidence.

"Would you like to go up and try?"

West ruthlessly smiled at Su Yi and said: "Winning can win a lot of benefits."