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Chapter 12

Before he finished speaking, Yilumi lowered his body, rushed under him and jumped up.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a blood-collision, a very beautiful uppercut punch hit his chin, and Yamashita Hiro's body involuntarily leaned back.

"Uh..."

Yanagun Yanwang kept screaming, blood flowed from his mouth, and he retreated for seven consecutive steps before stopping.

"asshole!!!"

King Ren, Yamashita bowed and roared, his fists closed around his waist, and his body turned into a shadow and rushed towards Yilumi.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Yamashita Renwang, who was in the sprint stage, suddenly shook his body, his head tilted to the right, his mouth bleeded blood, and he fell to the side.

And at his original location, the smiling Yilumi was slowly falling from mid-air.

It turned out that at that moment just now, Yilumi came to Niwang at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with his naked eyes, jumped up quickly, and kicked him at his chin.

"Ahem..."

The fallen Yamashita Hiro quickly stood up, shook his head with pain, and spit out a bloody front teeth from his mouth with a "pop".

"Did you understand?"

"Who is the strongest person between you and me?"

This time, Yilumi looked down at the other person from a high place, and said with a light tilt.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

King Hiroshima did not respond to Ilumi's words, roared to the sky, and suddenly rushed towards Ilumi.

"Are you so angry that you lose your mind?"

"Just to my wish."

Yilumi looked at the fierce face of King Yamashita who was hitting him with a punch, raised his right hand and arrived first.

"Bang!"

His small palm rested on the thick right arm of Ren Wang at the foot of the mountain, and his five fingers pressed tightly on the muscles of his arm, pulling him hard in the direction he was in.

"Click."

The sound of joint dislocation sounded, and Yanagun Nino screamed "Ah~" and spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

His forearms bent in the opposite direction ninety degrees, his elbows were torn, and his bones could be vaguely seen.

"It's not over yet."

Ilumi smiled and her tender voice came into the ears of Hiroshita, like a devil's whisper.

Yamashita Renye was frightened to see that the moment his forearm broke, Ilumi moved his arm to his upper arm again, and the scene that happened in an instant reappeared.

"Click."

With the sound of joint dislocation, Yamashita's shoulders hung down weakly.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"

A shrill scream came from Yamashita Renwang. His right leg, which was stepping forward, suddenly bent, kneeling on the ground with one knee, his elbow and shoulders, and his entire right arm hung weakly on the ground.

“It was very beautifully unloaded.”

Ilumi walked out from behind Ren Wang at the foot of the mountain, looked down at the other person with a smile.

"It's still... not yet..."

Yanwang looked up at Yilumi, his voice intermittently.

"not yet?"

Yilumi's smiling expression stopped and immediately became extremely cold.

"Bang!"

Yilumi kicked his nose with a sudden "click" and the bridge of his nose broke.

“Uhhh…”

Yamashita Reno's head leaned back, blood spurted out of his nostrils, and a painful sound from his throat made him unable to think.

"Not right?"

Yilumi's face was cold, and the body of Yanwang was no longer able to support him. He knelt on his knees and slowly fell toward Yilumi's position.

"you……"

Yilumi's eyes condensed. Before the mountaintop Ninoy fell to the ground, there was a loud "bang" sound, and he suddenly raised his feet and kicked his body back.

"It's over!"

But Ilumi's attack was not over yet, and he saw his right leg raise high, turning into afterimages to kick the upper body of Renwang Yamashita.

"Peng Peng Peng Peng Bang...!!!"

Yanwang's body was like an epilepsy patient, his whole body trembled, his eyes turned white, and his limbs were twitching wildly.

Ilumi's kicks kept falling on the abdomen, chest, neck, chin, nose and cheeks of Nino.

"Enough... enough!"

"Stop!"

The referee saw King Ren rolling his eyes at the foot of the mountain, quickly ran to Yilumi, and sternly persuaded him.

"He has lost consciousness. Do you want to kill him!?"

Yilumi glanced at the referee and slowly put away his right leg. Only then did people see that Yilumi's shoes on her right foot had been completely dyed red by blood.

"Bang!"

The body of Shin-gun, covered in blood, leaned back and finally fell to the ground. None of his upper body was intact.

In a short period of time, Yilumi kicked at least five hundred kicks on him.

“K…KO!”

The referee looked at the terrifying injury of Nio Yamashita, and his throat aroused, announcing the victory of Ilumi.

“KO~!!!”

"Player Hiro Yamashita fell down under the sudden continuous attack of the player Ilu Mi!!!"

In the commentary room, the commentator stood up excitedly and announced the victory of Yilu fans. The audience burst into hot shouts again.

"Now, the Yilu fans have won continuously since participating in the competition this week."

"Graduated 11 consecutive victories without any loss."

"The Yilu fans who won this competition will advance to the 160th floor."

"Genius boy, Yilu fan player."

"How far will this person's victory continue with an unstoppable offensive?"

"Then, who will stop him from moving forward?"

"Please keep an eye on his game."

The Yilu fans' competition ended as the finale of today, and the audience left one after another.

As Yilu fans' level of building is getting higher and higher, more and more masters are in the competition.

But even so, those masters among ordinary people still cannot get any points in his hands.

"The prize money from the competition just now has been transferred to your designated bank account."

Yilumi stood at the competition registration window on the 150th floor and took the bill handed over from the registration lady.

"One to 120 million Niangs."

Looking at the numbers above, Yilumi murmured.

Yilumi walked in the corridor to the elevator with his hands in his pockets. He was penniless a week ago. But today, he is already a billionaire.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Yilumi frowned and looked behind him. There was no one else in the corridor except himself.

"No one?"

Yilumi whispered, but this is only used to confuse others.

In his eyes, two bodies emitting rich black smoke were hiding behind a wall in the corridor. The black smoke represented malice and evil.

"Since someone has targeted me."

Yilumi chuckled, turning back and continuing to walk forward, pretending to find nothing.

Since they were on the 150th floor, the intrigue among the players has become more frequent.

Because the dividends for each layer of benefits will be doubled, in order to ensure one's own interests, things often violate the rules of the Sky Fighting Tower.

That is, use any means to maintain your victory.
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