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...

Two huge impact forces collided together.

At that moment, a giant blazing white explosion ball with a diameter of several meters was formed in the middle. In just a moment, a circular shock wave with a high energy focused focus rushed to all directions.

The sound of the sun was shivering, and the whole auditorium began to tremble.

Two figures were thrown away from the opposite direction.

Under the shock wave, Zhang Huang crossed his arms and fell rapidly against a flame shield.

Bang!

His feet hit the ring that had long become rocks. A piece of gravel of hundreds of kilograms was shattered by him, and a trace of blood was faintly oozing from the corner of his mouth.

But Wang Yan was even more miserable. He was shocked by the violent energy waves and flew into the sky.

Bang!

His back hit a curved beam, and the dome trembled slightly. He waved the Bat King's wings repeatedly before he could barely float in the air.

"puff!"

A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, turning into mist, flying down like rain and silk. His face and body were all charred, and it was obviously not lightly injured. The suit that he had just changed into tens of thousands of yuan was shattered by the flame shock wave, revealing his strong and perfect body. The thick jeans were also torn into strips in the aftermath.

"Xiao Yan!"

Nan Lian's eyes moved and she subconsciously wanted to rush forward. At the same time, Wu Ya'an Ge's body flashed, filled with the smell of black fog, and stepped out of the guardrail.

"Don't come over!"

Wang Yan seemed to have expected their movements long ago, and stretched out his hand from afar to stop their movements. With his wings closed, his majestic body floated on the ground behind him.

At this time, his height exceeded two meters. Every muscle in his naked upper body was made of iron, hard and explosive. The birthmark like a flame emblem on his chest was red and hot, pulsing slightly rhythmically.

His eyes were still burning with two balls of flames, but they gave people an extremely cold temperament.

...

In the lookout room.

"Oh, although Xiao Wang is good, he is still too young after all. The cultivation time is too short." Master Jingyi sighed regretfully and said, "His strength is still very different than Zhang Huang. If he can beat Shentu Tian Road, he will probably borrow the advantage of attribute restraint."

"General Director Han. I just looked at Xiao Wang's information." The Taoist priest with extraordinary figure stroked his beard and exclaimed, "He seems to be only twenty-two years old, and his resume in the National Bureau of Fiatism is less than half a year?"

"No?" Master Jingyi, the sloppy old man, changed his face and showed disbelief. In fact, when the cultivation level reached their level, there was no longer much to move them.

But this news is really amazing.

"Haha." General Director Han did not comment on this, but just smiled and said, "Continue to watch, maybe this child can create a miracle for us."

...

"Old Gao, this kid has cultivated this strength at this age, although it is good." On the edge of the ring, the old man surnamed Yang said with a slightly strange expression, "But when it comes to being your son-in-law, it's still a little bit worse. Is there anything special about him?"

Although Gao Chengzong said it in a joking tone just now, the old man surnamed Yang knew that if he hadn't really had this intention, how could he make such jokes randomly?

"Old man Yang, you are not going to recruit a son-in-law." Gao Chengzong's eyes were half-closed, and he glanced at him and said, "What are you doing if you find out so clearly?"

"I'm just a little curious." The old man surnamed Yang smiled and said, "But this kid is still very good. He should be a few years younger than Zhang Huang. If you develop well, you may be able to compete with Zhang Huang in the future. But now, hehe. It's still too young."

"Haha." Gao Chengzong also responded with a haha, and ignored him again.

...

“小子,想揍我,你实力还差一些.火麒麟护臂在你身上.纯粹就是暴殄天物.”张煌舔了舔嘴角的血,邪魅地冷笑说,“给你一个机会,老老实实解除火麒麟护臂的认主状态,我回头想办法给你补上六千点功勋值的物资.否则的话,老子见你一次……”

"idiot!"

Wang Yan interrupted him with a cold look on his face.

"You..." Zhang Huang's face stagnated. His eyes burst into anger and said with anger, "Okay, okay. Since you are awesome and obsessed, don't blame me for being rude to you."

With the next word falling.

A hot flame soared into the sky on Zhang Huang's body, rising dozens of meters high like a fountain of the flames. The flames rotated and intertwurted to form a tornado-like pillar of fire. The air burned by the flames in the entire auditorium was distorted, forming ripples and ripples.

"Do you think I tried my best just now?" Zhang Huang said with a ferocious look on his face and said with a crazy smile. "A boy who doesn't even have a realm dares to be arrogant in front of me. I'll let you see my realm-level power, Tianhuo Avenue!"

Wang Yan looked at the pillar of light formed by twisted flames with indifferent expression, looking at him like an idiot. The casual flames dared to call Tianhuo? People who did not even realize the power of the laws of the Heavenly Dao dared to use the word "Big Way"?

"boom!"

The giant pillar of fire suddenly twisted like a giant python, and the pillar of fire roared violently, and rushed towards Wang Yan like a giant snake attacking him.

Hot, domineering! Extremely powerful.

Wang Yan swept back like a gust of wind.

"boom!"

The twisted fire pillar hit the rocky ground, and a huge pit exploded. The gravel was flying all over the sky with flame fragments. One attack failed to hit, and the fire pillar kept rushing towards Wang Yan like a living creature.

Wang Yan looked neither happy nor sad, as if he had entered a mysterious state. He stepped on the cloud boots and quickly moved left and right.

A stream of flame shield burst out from the wrist guard of Qilin's left arm, blocking the shrapnel-like Martian gravel for him.

These fragments that kept bursting were impacting at extremely high speeds and were no less powerful than ordinary rifle bullets. Even if Wang Yan is in a transformed state, his skin is thick and rough, he will at least suffer some skin and flesh.

Wang Yan seemed to have returned to that night, and tracked the Taoist corpse with Wu Ya'an Ge. He felt the wind, every gravel under his feet, the ripples of every shock wave after the explosion, and the impact trajectory of every piece of debris.

His mental power, like a spider web, extends more than twenty meters away from all directions. Within this range, any slight fluctuation cannot escape his perception.

Faced with Zhang Huang's aggressive offensive, Wang Yan was in a very embarrassing manner, but he could always avoid the deadly bombardment of the pillar of fire.

"It's a bit interesting." Zhang Huang sneered, "It's a pity. Hiding from all over the world is as ridiculous as a monkey."

"boom!"

Wang Yan jumped back and barely avoided the bombardment of the fire pillar. The fierce impact force made the flame shield shaking. At this moment, Zhang Huang appeared behind Wang Yan with many Hokages. He blasted out a fireball with his hands.

The fireball roared sharply on Wang Yan's back.

The violent explosion impact shocked Wang Yan so hard that he flew forward dozens of meters, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Xiao Yan!"

Ice fog spread all over Nanlian, and she swept down the platform and went to rescue Wang Yan. Wu Ya'an Ge's eyes flashed, murderous intent suddenly arose, and his figure seemed to disappear in front of everyone's eyes.

"Everything goes back!"

A majestic voice sounded in Nanlian and Wuya'ange's ears.

The two of them seemed to be caught by an invisible hand and pulled back. Their faces changed rapidly. When they were about to take action, they found that Director Han was carrying his hands on his back, floating in the air in front of them.

"General Director Han." Nan Lian said coldly, "What do you mean?"

"A fair decisive battle, how can you let go of your presumptuousness?" General Director Han raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Wu Ya'ange said angrily: "I admit defeat for Xiaoyan, I will not be ashamed of this."

"Absurd, you are not Wang Yan, why should you admit defeat for him?" Director Han said coldly, "Since you have already come to the stage to fight, only Wang Yan can admit defeat."

"But he..." Wu Ya'an Ge was about to say that Wang Yan had been severely injured, but he saw a scene that made her heart ache and murmured in a low voice, Xiao Yan.

In the mud pit of rugged rocks.

Wang Yan supported a stone and got up bit by bit. He straightened his waist. His body was charred, especially his back, which was blown to pieces, and there was no good piece of meat.

There were still blazing flames in his eyes, staring at Zhang Huang indifferently.

He is not a tough guy. But from childhood to adulthood, he always persists in doing what is right. In today's society, he doesn't know whether this is a good side or a naive person.

Pain! The birthmark of the flame on the chest was like a human heart, pulsing vigorously and constantly.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

He hit Wang Yan one by one. Every cell in his body was constantly experiencing severe pain like tearing. But only he could feel this feeling. The veins in his muscles swelled up and sweat kept pouring out.

Gao Mingyue, who had been carrying a slender hand, had a complex look in her eyes, and her eyes looked at Wang Yan even more solemnly. Regardless of the people next to her, at least her willpower was very impressed.

"Haha, you are thick-skinned and resistant to fighting." Zhang Huang flapped his flame wings and flew to the sky with his body floating in the air. His body was floating, and he looked at Wang Yan with a sarcastic look. "It's really embarrassing to be a trash flame psychic. With your half-baked superpower, you want to compete with me Xiao Yan Zun? My flame level is the legendary Nine Yang True Fire, second only to Pure Yang True Fire in terms of flame level. If you don't have a chance to win, you won't surrender quickly and hand over the Fire Kirin arm guard because you are not worthy of him at all."

"Rubbish."

Wang Yan spitted bloody spit, his eyes showing an extremely coldness.

"What?" Zhang Huang's face was stiff and ashen. While angry, he felt that Wang Yan gave him a sense of oppression. It was like... there was a kind of power to surrender inexplicably.

"I said, your flame is garbage." Wang Yan said calmly with a half sentence, as if it was not a mockery, but a fact.

"Die for me." Zhang Huang's most proud of this life was his Nine Yang True Fire. With anger erupting, the fire python-like pillar of fire roared towards Wang Yan.

Wang Yan slowly closed his eyes, and a heart-pounding aura spread out on his body.

Facing the fierce pillar of fire, he gently raised his hand.

…(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!