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The quarterfinals reached the semi-finals, only four games.

But in the first three games, every 20 games, the game was thrilling and exciting. The audience was fascinated by the audience. Even some S-level strong men kept lamenting the new generation to replace the old ones.

Now there are only two people left, so naturally there is no need to draw any more lottery.

The red tank Christo Meyev slowly stood up, his body filled with a murderous aura of soldiers. Even if he did not transform, he was still as strong as a polar bear, looking full of terrible explosive power.

"Son of Flame, it's time for us to perform. Are you ready?" The red tank's body stretched out, and there was a crackling sound of bones, showing a terrifying muscle explosiveness.

"Accompany at any time." Wang Yan's eyes also showed a fiery fighting spirit. The red tank is said to be unparalleled in power and invincible in land battles. It is also a very pleasant thing to be able to have a refreshing battle with him.

Since awakening the flame power, Wang Yan's power has been very powerful and terrifying, and he rarely encounters someone who can collide with him in terms of power.

Seeing the two of them stand up on their own initiative, the cheers on the court were thunderous. The Red Tank Domineering was unparalleled and attracted many fans. Not to mention Wang Yan, he first ranked first in the qualifiers, and then played all the way to the quarterfinals as an A+ level.

If the battles ahead of him were still a bit humid and lucky. However, in the game between 16 and 8, he fought against the Holy Knight Urisse, and finally killed the opponent by head-on means.

It can be seen that Wang Yan's combat power is definitely not weak. Next, this is definitely another battle between dragons and tigers.

"Your island of decisive battle is at this location." Host Sean pointed to the big screen map.

After Wang Yan and the red tank looked at each other, they slowly rose up, and two balls of energy exploded to fly towards the island several kilometers away.

The red tank was very strong, and a burst of energy around his body enveloped him, forming a series of crisscrossing air waves. The space was almost twisted by him, and the sound of breaking through the air was almost deafening.

Wang Yan's flying posture is much more casual. In addition to the fire-colored energy covered by his body, most of them fly with the wings of the demon. His demon wings and wings are made of a demon lord who was killed by his own hands. Although he still cannot reach the level of a holy weapon, it is also an extremely rare flying magic weapon.

The two of them did not rush to speed and almost landed side by side on the island with a radius of more than one kilometer.

The vegetation here is lush and the scenery is pleasant.

Several coconut crabs on the beach that were eating coconuts quickly hid in the cracks of the rocks.

"Son of Flame, you can take action." The red tank carried his hands on his back, looking calm and confident. Although he and the Son of Flame did not have a close relationship, they still looked at each other.

"Then I'm not polite." Wang Yan's muscles swelled, and his whole body of strength rushed towards his right arm, and his fist rushed towards the red tank like a cannon. The fist rumbling like thunder, scaring all kinds of birds in the jungle to flee.

If this punch is placed in front of you, it will be smashed to pieces.

"Bang!"

The red tank reached out and took it at will, and the explosive energy swept across all directions. He was as steady as a rock and frowned and said, "Can you be serious? This is an eight-to-four event."

"Come on warm up first." Wang Yan said with a smile, "Anyway, this is our last game. Let's fight slowly and compete more." As he said that, he raised his legs and swept towards the red tank.

The legs are like steel whips, as if a car is placed in front of you, and they can be pulled away.

"Bang!" The red tank blocked it casually and punched it with a backhand, "Okay, since you are interested, I will play with you."

"Bang! Bang! Boom!"

The two of them went back and forth, punching and kicking. It seemed simple, but they were not fancy. However, their power had long been separated from the scope of normal humans, and each punch and kick contained terrible power.

Even if an ordinary person is touched by the aftermath of the attack, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

Gradually, the critical strikes became louder and louder, and the power used by the two was constantly rising. The flame energy around Wang Yan was entangled, like a god of war stepping out of the flames.

The muscles of the red tank gradually swelled and slowly turned into a red giant.

"Happy, happy, fighting with a warrior like you who is good at power is really great. Your strength is indeed not comparable to Urisseth." Wang Yan laughed heartily, "I feel that every cell of my life is full of excitement. Come on, continue, continue."

As he spoke, a golden light appeared faintly on his body. With the use of the unmoving Ming Wang Liuli's golden body, his skin had transformed into Liuli's golden color, like a raging Vajra who subdued demons and demons.

"I didn't expect that your power was so powerful." A red color gradually appeared in the red tank's eyes. "It's indeed stronger than Yurisse. Son of Fire, it's almost done, I'm going to be serious."

"I have to be serious about each other, too."

In the following battle, the strength of the two people obviously increased significantly.

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"Why are these two guys like this?" Yuri Seth, the Holy Knight, occupied Wang Yan's seat, ate his drinks and snacks, and said dissatisfied with the attack, "Whoever I have provoked, will I treat me as a comparison?"

"Amitabha." Although Liu Bujie lost the game, he didn't look depressed. He smiled and said, "Old You, with your eyesight, can you tell who wins and who loses in this battle?"

"Of course it's red..." Yurisse said halfway through his words, and he took them back. He changed his words with a depressed look on his face, "Of course it's the Son of Fire, and that kid's tricks are emerging one after another."

Just kidding, he lost to Wang Yan before. If he dared to say that the red tank won, wouldn’t that mean that Yuri Seth was much worse than the red tank?

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While talking.

Wang Yan and the red tanks became more and more fierce as they fought from the beach to the woods. Wherever they passed, there were blown pits on the ground, and the trees were shattered.

"Ahhhh!" The bones of the red tank were crackling and almost turned into a red rock giant, each muscle contained terrible explosive power.

The domineering and unparalleled punch hit Wang Yan.

"Bang!"

Wang Yan blocked his elbow, and a powerful impact force made him fly back dozens of meters, breaking several big trees, and a sweet mouthful of blood spurted out.

Carp Tak Ting stood up and laughed: "Awesome, it's worthy of being the red tank with the strongest title of Land War. It seems that I am still slightly inferior to you by strength alone. I can't beat you by fists alone."

"Wow" Wang Yan had an extra war hammer in his hand, and he said with a serious look, "The warm-up is over, and now the battle has officially begun." After that, he stepped on and he had already flew over the red tank the next moment.

Holding the hammer in both hands, pounding it in the air.

The war hammer burned with extremely hot flames. In the overwhelming flames, you can even see the spirit of the fire pheasant thighs dancing in its claws.

"What a strong aura of flame." Even with the power of the red tank, the pupils could not help but shrink slightly. The majestic flame seemed to contain a destructive aura, which shows how much control the law of flame had reached by the son of flame.

"bring it on!"

The muscles of the red tank swelled a little again, their eyes filled with excitement of desire for battle, and qi surged out of their bodies. They did not avoid or dodge, and their fists were blasting out, with a huge momentum.

"boom!"

Two forces bombarded each other, and a huge pit exploded on the ground. The diffuse shock wave almost swept across half of the island. All the trees were uprooted by the air waves and were shattered, as if they had experienced a hurricane catastrophe.

As the dust gradually dissipated, the red tank's legs had been buried three feet into the soil. It seemed like a crater with a diameter of more than ten meters. Many rocks had melted into pole magma under the flames and impact, flowing like hell's blood.

The red tank's clothes were all over, revealing red and charred skin. This was the first time the corner of his mouth was blood, but his eyes were full of excitement.

"fear!"

Many people were shocked when they saw this scene. The power of the Son of Flame was already terrifying enough. But the red tank actually resisted this move with its physical body.

He is truly an invincible existence known as the Land War.

"Okay, okay, come again." The red tank soared into the sky from the mud pit, and rushed towards Wang Yan with enthusiasm.

Wang Yan seemed to be in a state of fighting spirit, waving his natal war hammer to meet him, and the two of them fought fiercely in the air. Moreover, their fighting style was almost nothing fancy, they were all straight and head-on.

There is no trick in this way of fighting. Every move and every move is a pure conflict of power and power.

One of them is a warrior who exerts his strength to the extreme, and the other is a war god wearing a glass-golden body and burning with flames. They are like gladiators from ancient Rome, colliding and fighting.

This battle made people fascinated and excited.

OK OK OK OK!

This is the battle that men should have.

Almost all the audience didn't blink, fearing that they would miss half of the scene and be infected and excited.

But more people were amazed at Wang Yan. As the son of flame, he actually fought against the invincible red tanks of Land War in a head-on manner. Moreover, the more they fought, the braver they became, and the two of them did not decide the outcome.

This game took more than half an hour.

The entire island was almost broken by two people.

Just as everyone was secretly guessing when they would fight and who would win.

After the red tank shook Wang Yan with one punch, it slowly landed on a reef, and its eyes surged and said, "Son of Flame, you won."

Wang Yan flashed and stood in front of him, frowned slightly and said, "Red tank, your power has not been exhausted yet, why not fight?"

"You are really beyond my expectations." The red tank exclaimed, "I haven't met someone who can fight with your close friend for so long and won't decide the winner. I know I can't beat you. And you must have some tricks hidden. So I lost this battle."

"Wow!"

In the audience, a shocking shout came from the sky: "Son of Flame, Son of Flame."

The semi-finals are here!

Some people from the National Bureau of the State Council shouted excitedly, and some people from the National Bureau of the China State Council of the State Council have also entered the semi-finals.
Chapter completed!