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Chapter 2185 Physical exchange

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    On the field.

    Han Feiyao stood with a long knife floating at his feet. He looked at Chu Mo, who was walking slowly with a solemn expression.

    The latter¡¯s voice was thick: ¡°Are you good at close combat? How about a close combat between you and me?¡±

    Chu Mo opened his hands, then clenched them into fists, making a "clack" sound.  A pair of half-jet fist gloves appeared on his hands, and the scales on his body gradually began to glow red.

    Han Fei said indifferently: "Okay!"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

    Just now, when Han Fei killed Lin Qijun in two rounds, his speed was so fast that except for the Pihai realm, he could see clearly, and the Venerable realm could only see the freeze-frame of the moment they fought.

    "Perhaps because Han Fei's moves were too simple, most people didn't understand anything in the first game. They only knew that Han Fei was extremely powerful and was just a physical practitioner.

    Someone said: "That's it! After watching it all, I still feel that this Ye Fengliu is not an ordinary person. It's unheard of for a newcomer to be able to defeat the Snake King in two rounds. I'm afraid there will be some good shows in the arena in the future."

    Someone said: "I really don't want to learn anything from him, I just want to see how the two major body cultivators fight?"

    Among them, there are many body-refining experts who can't help but ask: "What kind of body-refining technique does Ye Fengliu practice? Does he look very strong?"

    In fact, Han Fei has also thought about this issue.  Physical training is one's own advantage, and this must be shown.  The character he transformed into has an amazing physique.  Regarding the choice of body refining, Han Fei derived it through slight deduction from some body refining techniques obtained by Xue Fei, Ding Yi and a group of Open Heaven Realm powerhouses he killed.

    The result of the deduction is naturally incomparable to the Void Body Refining Technique, not even to the Wushou Mystic Body. It is probably only comparable to the Chaos Yuan Body practiced by Taiyuan.

    Therefore, the body-training techniques he practiced can withstand scrutiny.

    Another time of about one stick of incense passed, and the number of people watching the battle increased instead of decreasing, from one million to about 1.3 million.

    Just listen to the referee roar: "In the second battle, the strength assessor Chu Mo has won nineteen consecutive games. He has participated in 687 battles in the arena, winning 498 times, drawing 54 times, and losing 135 times. Chu Mo, nicknamed Chu Boxing Champion, is alone.  I believe many people know about the Great Destruction Fist Seal. So, are you looking forward to the close combat between the two physical cultivators? Nowthe battle begins"

    With the referee¡¯s shout, Chu Mo, like Lin Qijun, took the lead.

    It is always beneficial for the strong to take the lead in fighting. After the strength is stimulated to a certain level, it needs to be released.  The so-called preemptive strike and finding the opponent's weaknesses is actually a bit nonsense.  When the difference in strength is not very big, it is difficult to achieve the so-called preemptive strike.

    Chu Mo's fighting style was very similar to Han Fei's before. He came up with a big move. He jumped up in the air, and a spiral of chaotic energy appeared on the edge of his fist. It rolled up the void and blasted out a void with one punch.  The big whirlpool fist seal.

    "What! It started with the Great Fist Seal of Nirvana? Is it so fierce?"

    "Good guy, we are both practicing body training. Let's see how Ye Fengliu can resist now."

    "This qualifying match is worthwhile. This fist seal is guided by the energy of chaos, and uses great techniques to flow through the meridians. The void vortex triggered in an instant can affect a large amount of void power. Looking at Ye Fengliu,  Why are you blocking it?"

    Facing Chu Mo's punch, all he could see was that the scales on Han Fei's body also began to glow, the spiritual energy and chaotic energy were vibrating, and the energy and blood rushed into the sky.

    Han Fei also punched, but this was not a sacrificial fist seal, but an ordinary fist seal that was integrated with the Great Way of Gravity and borrowed a hint of the natural charm of heaven.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A surging tide was behind Han Fei, and with the power of the wave, he punched himself and shot out a crimson ray of light.

    ¡°Bang~¡±

    "Boom~"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????: Ripples explode, one wave after another, directly hitting the protective barrier of the arena.

    ¡°Bang bang bang bang~¡±

    The protective barrier was shaken repeatedly by the impact, and the place where the two fought was turbulent.  Chu Mo's Great Fist Seal of Nirvana was suddenly shattered, and he flew thousands of miles backwards.  Han Fei took half a step back slightly, stepped on the huge wave, and with a "bang" sound, he continued to run wild and quickly rushed to Chu Mo.

    Chu Mo showed off his ultimate move, but it failed to shake Han Fei. Now, Han Fei really came to fight in close combat. Naturally, the two were tit for tat, neither of them willing to give in.

    ¡°Dong dong dong!¡±

    ¡°Bang bang bang bang~¡±

     No matter what kind of battle, the battles in the body refining style have always been the craziest and the most fanatical.  With that kind of fist-to-flesh collision, even the strongest Zhu Qiang had to look solemn.

    Shanze, who had been knocked off the 100-man list by Han Fei, couldn't help but nodded slightly when he saw the power displayed by Han Fei: "It's not that Chu Mo is weak, but that Ye Fengliu is too strong. If nothing else, it should be his bloodline level  It¡¯s very high, and coupled with the body training flow, the strength will naturally be strong.¡±

    Someone snorted a few times: "Fortunately, he suddenly rose 1,000 places. He can no longer end the battle in two rounds like he did just now."

    Suddenly, someone said: "Look."

    Only saw that Han Fei suddenly sprayed bright luster on his body, and only saw that Han Fei's punch was getting faster and faster.

    "What, does his power change so quickly? If he wants to exert such a powerful force with every blow, he must have at least a ninth-grade spiritual vein."

    ¡°Bang bang bang bang~¡±

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Han Fei's fist almost turned into light.

    "No, you see, the sea water around Chu Mo is severely squeezed This Ye Fengliu has mastered the avenue of gravity."

    "Good guy, with the Body Refining Flow and the Gravity Avenue, how strong must this power be?"

    They saw that Chu Mo could not keep up with Han Fei's rhythm. Finally, everyone saw Chu Mo take out the stick. When the heavy Vajra stick came out, it was like the water of the sea, like the mountains collapsing.

    "Dang~"

    The moment Chu Mo took out the stick, Han Fei made a horizontal move with his long sword. He took three steps back, turned the long sword like a stick, gently turned it, grabbed the stick with his backhand, and also swept with his kick. When he saw Chu Mo, he  Like a cannonball, it flew thousands of miles in an instant.

    Han Fei snorted coldly, turned the long knife in a circle, and threw it away from his hand.  Chu Mo stood in mid-air and drew out his stick, but the power was obviously not enough.

    "Dang~"

    ¡°Bang~¡±

    Chu Mo hit the bottom of the sea again. Han Fei flew thousands of miles away, grabbed the long knife, and jumped in mid-air to chop.

    ¡°Bang~¡±

    On the bottom of the sea, rolling ripples surged in all directions.  When everyone took a closer look, they found that the long stick in Chu Mo's hand was bent, and Han Fei's scabbard was resting on the side of Chu Mo's neck.

    "Gudu~"

    "Won again?"

    ¡°This guy is so powerful and explosive.¡±

    "With this power, doesn't his original sea only open up to 80,000 miles? How can he be so strong?"

    Someone said: "The Origin Sea is the Origin Sea. This person's bloodline is definitely not low, and his spiritual vein level is also extremely high. Moreover, he has the law of gravity added to him. One can imagine how his power could be weak?"

    Countless spectators took a breath, and even the kings who came to watch were moved.

    Many kings lamented: "Is it possible for a newcomer to reach the 5,000th position?"

    Someone looked moved: "Don't forget, he hasn't drawn the sword yet."

    I just heard the referee roar: "Ye Fengliu wins the second qualifying match. The third match is about to begin. You have half a stick of incense time to make up your votes and leave."

    Secretly, Lu Chen, who was receiving Han Fei, was speechless. Is this guy really that strong?  Fortunately, the owner of the field saw it correctly, otherwise, would he have offended this person?

    Just listen to the referee building momentum: "The third person to appear is Dragon King Lu Feiming. Everyone, do you want to see the dragon dragon take action? Do you want to see the dragon dragon? Today, your chance has come. The dragon king ranked 5007th, Fa  With physical and mental training, he participated in 892 battles in the arena, winning 782 times, drawing 37 times, and losing 73 times. This is the Scavenger Arena, the real king Let us welcome the Dragon King to the stage"

    The moment Lu Feiming walked onto the battlefield, he looked at the long sword at Han Fei's feet and said calmly: "It seems you don't want to take out the sheath of your sword?"

    Han Fei said indifferently: "Whether you can get it out of the sheath depends on your strength."

    Lu Feiming smiled and said, "I'm very curious about what your companion spirit is."

    Han Fei curled his lips slightly: "You will see me when it's time to see me."

    The outside world.

    Chen Yan has naturally received the news. As a young man that Zhao Honghuang values ????somewhat, Chen Yan naturally does not dare to be careless.

    In the secret, Chen Yan arrived and saw that Han Fei had won two games in a row without drawing his sword. He couldn't help but said: "Brother Nie! I'm afraid that your arena will not be stable in the future."

    The arena master, named Nie Yunxiang, needs no mention of his strength. He who can control such a large arena in the main city cannot be weak, just like Chen Yan cannot be weak.

    At this moment, the third game is about to begin, and the number of viewers has reached 1.5 million.

    Many people came in a hurry after hearing about the big commotion in the arena.

    At this moment, only the referee shouted: "The entrance to the arena is closed. The third qualifying match will start after a hundred breaths"

    If you like the God of Fishing, please collect it: The God of Fishing is updated the fastest.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)At this moment, the third game is about to begin, and the number of viewers has reached 1.5 million.

    Many people came in a hurry after hearing about the big commotion in the arena.

    At this moment, only the referee shouted: "The entrance to the arena is closed. The third qualifying match will start after a hundred breaths"

    If you like the God of Fishing, please collect it: The God of Fishing is updated the fastest.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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