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“Wow~”

On the Pacific Island, which is seven or eight thousand kilometers apart, there is an uproar in the huge venue.

Although some highly-watched elite characters are also playing on some split screens, the most popular scene is Wang Yan. The conflict between Wang Yan came so quickly that it was directly placed on the largest home screen by the director.

What's more, in addition to Wang Yan, there is another popular strong man named Dark Saint who is extremely concerned.

The Dark Saint has always been mysterious and there are few records of her taking action in the outside world. Now that she and Wang Yan are facing each other, it has obviously attracted countless attention.

"It's so cruel, so scary."

"Those guys deserve it. Who made them look blind and brave enough to form a team to grab the Son of Fire?"

"I think it's so funny to have the competition organizing committee awarded them a best death award."

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"Surrender, we surrender." The strong white man slapped the sand in pain and horror. The other two guys also came to their senses, knelt down without any integrity, and begged for mercy with trembling.

Before the Dark Saint could really take action, they were scared.

She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips excitedly. The death scythe in her hand raised slightly and said cruelly: "Cowardly guys, are you worthy of calling them superpowers? In my dictionary, the word surrender must not be tolerated."

The Grim Reaper's Scythe emits a cold light, and the sharp blade seems to be able to harvest not only human bodies, but also human souls.

All three superpowers were frightened to death.

No!

Can't even surrender?

Auntie, where are you going to make a fuss?

At this moment, a voice came from the Dark Saint's watch: "Personal Catherine, please note that the other party has surrendered. You can obtain the other party's points, but you must not pursue the other party within twenty-four hours, otherwise you will be dealt with in violation and expelled from the competition."

It is obvious that this is the Super League referee who has come out to maintain order.

"snort!"

The Dark Saint sneered and put away the sickle slightly dissatisfiedly, "Super couplets are cowards. You three are so trash. If you kill you, you will think it's dirty to kill me. Get out of here." A trace of disdain flashed through her eyes.

The Super League referee was scolded and did not dare to say much. Just achieve his goal. Competing with the Dark Saint is purely to bring shame on himself.

"Ah, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." The three superpowers were relieved when they heard the news. They hurriedly thanked you, "Thank you, the saint, for not killing you."

After saying that, he rolled and crawled. The three smart drones also chased after them in a stumbled posture.

On the watch of the Dark Saint, the data has changed. The personal corresponding points are 100 points. Currently, the points are 107 points.

After everyone left, only Wang Yan, the Dark Saint, and a large group of camels were left.

A gust of wind blew, and the sand and gravel rolled up the tent of dust.

Wang Yan and the Dark Saint looked at each other, their eyes colliding with each other, and the atmosphere seemed to be solemn. Especially the Dark Saint, the corners of their mouths were pursed, and a stream of dark aura spread across her body.

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Meanwhile, on the Pacific Island.

On the huge scoreboard, the Dark Saint became the first, with 107 points. As for those three unlucky guys, all the points became zero. If they couldn't catch up in the future, they would probably have a high chance of being eliminated.

At the same time, countless people exclaimed, fighting started, and fighting started. Who will start? I bet on the Dark Saint to win.

I bet on the Son of Fire to win.

Even the big guys on the rostrum sat upright and paid great attention to the battle between the two. Especially Prince Rose, the corners of his eyes were slightly curled up, and there was a hint of smile.

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"this."

Wang Yan gently patted the camel under his crotch to soothe its emotions. He turned to break the silence and said sincerely, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your life-saint, for your great kindness, I can't repay you. Please sing karaoke after the competition is over, goodbye."

He waved his hand sincerely, rode the camel, turned around and trot, walking neatly and neatly.

"Want to leave?" The Dark Saint sneered, and the five-pointed star array in her right eyes lit up, scarlet and a voice full of indifference, "How is that easy?"

"hold head high!"

Bafumi, the demon sheep horn beside her, took the lead in making moves. He howled to the sky, and then took a few steps.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

It is three or four meters tall and strong like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Its muscles are covered with cold iron chains. Every step is seven or eight meters away, leaving a huge pit on the sand.

Swipe out one punch.

The fist is as fierce as a tide.

Cracking~ The air around it kept exploding like firecrackers, as if even a small hill was placed in front of it, it could punch it with one punch.

"What a strong power!"

Wang Yan narrowed his pupils slightly, and his toes gently tapped on the camel's back, and his body was light and swept back like a swallow. His body was opened like a bow, and his fist was moved back like a strong arrow. This punch seemed light and fluttering, without any fireworks, but was actually full of terrible explosive power.

At this time, Wang Yan was no longer the young boy who had just debuted. After some careful training, his control over his own strength had long reached the point of perfection and slight weight.

"boom!"

Two fists, one big and one small, collided fiercely.

With the explosion point as the center, a strong shock wave spreads away from all directions. The sand and gravel are shattered into a circle of high waves, and they fall down, forming a piece of sand rain.

This is just the remnant force generated by the collision of fists, which produces such a terrible power.

If he was hit head-on by a punch, even a heavy tank would be bombarded. The terrifying power of the A-level powerhouse was revealed at this moment. Especially the three escaped supermen, they had not yet run a few hundred meters, and were so scared by this terrible impact that they were buried directly in the sand.

"Dingdeng!"

The huge sheep horn demon took seven or eight steps back and stepped on multiple sand pits in succession. It looked at Wang Yan with a little shock. This seemingly weak human, the power in his body exploded so terrible.

Wang Yan also flew backwards in the air, and flipped several times in succession, and his body hovered lightly in the air. The sand and gravel fell like rain, and the Qi falling outside his body were bounced away one after another.

Don't look like he's okay.

His entire right arm was shocked and numb, and the qi and blood in his body were churning endlessly. His internal organs felt uncomfortable as if they had moved their nests, and there was a trace of fishy and sweet blood in his mouth.

"This sheep horn demon Bafumi is such a powerful force!" Wang Yan secretly complained in his heart. Although the punch just now did not use all his strength, it was not something that an idle A-level power could handle.

This sheep horn demon was able to repel him, and he looked unscathed, which shows how terrible its combat power was? Wang Yan thought to himself that if he was injured, he would still be sure to kill the sheep horn demon.

But beside her, there is a dark saint eyeing her. Her strength is unfathomable. Once the battle begins, it is hard to say who will win and lose with the second one.

While he was shocked and afraid.

The dark saint who looked calm and unpredictable was even more shocked. How could this guy be so powerful? This guy is not a power superman. With a casual punch, how could the explosive power be so strong?

She knew very well that even if she encountered a level A+ power superpower, she would compete with her. However, Wang Yan's punch was evenly matched with it.

If Wang Yan is a superpower, all this is okay.

But that guy's nickname is Son of Fire.

As the name suggests, the supernatural power he is best at is Fire. And some insiders know who he is.

Yan Zun’s only disciple, isn’t good at flames, and is he good at ice?

"I said, beautiful, this qualifier has just begun." Wang Yan smiled friendly and said, "If you and I fight for both sides, wouldn't it be a good deal for others? Or, let it go? Or, you and I can join forces."

A great beauty seemed to touch a pain point in the Dark Saint. She raised her eyebrows, and the scarlet five-pointed star array in her right eye became even hotter. As her long black hair floated, the Death Scythe slashed in the air.

"Swish!"

A black qi, a sickle-shaped energy came as lightning.

The smile on Wang Yan's face had not yet been curled, and his expression suddenly stuttered, right? Did he offend the little Nier, the Dark Saint? Or, she was just a naughty man, and she didn't care about any consequences or consequences.

At the critical moment, Wang Yan's body floated and he passed by and avoided afterimages.

Hiss ~

The sharp energy cut his clothes open. A set of Tuarek robes were torn apart, revealing his handsome face as if he was cut by a knife and axe, as well as his strong and perfect chest and abdominal muscles.

Yu Jin fell on the sand and instantly cut a ravine of more than ten meters long. Many fine sand and gravel were cut into two pieces.

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"That's so hateful!"

In the stands, some female colleagues from the National African Affairs Bureau who did not participate in the competition exclaimed and protested, "This woman is simply a lunatic. Where did our Xiaoyan mess with her?"

"Squeak~"

The little ferret riding on the hairy crab's head also waved its claws and chirped. The hateful witch dared to attack the big brother. Big brother, Xiaoxue supports you to put her first and then the other one.

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Wang Yan, who was floating in the air, felt a chill all over. When he looked down, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. It was almost a little bit less. He was not Nezha, and he could also use lotus root as an organ.

He looked at the Dark Saint with a terrifying expression, touched his nose and said, "Katherina, are you going to play really?"

Katherine looked at Wang Yan, whose clothes were broken and messy in the wind. She seemed to have thought of something, suddenly her eyes scattered slightly, she looked to the side, and snorted coldly, "The battlefield is ruthless, who will show mercy?"

"Okay, since you're really playing." Wang Yan keenly caught something, and said with a smile, "Then don't blame me for being serious."

Catherine's expression frightened, and her jade hand held the death scythe tightly, staring at Wang Yan like a great enemy. But the next scene made her eyes almost glaring out.

"Hiss!"

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Chapter completed!