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Chapter 2559

Fangyuan Yuan didn't even have time to dodge, and her whole figure was already flying out of the field.

Before the referee could take action, Hou Qingzhu reached out and grabbed Fang Yuanyuan and did not let her fall outside the court.

When the two stood on the stage again, the referee realized what was happening and hurriedly shouted: "In the first round, Hou Qingzhu wins!"

Fangyuan Yuan endured the severe pain in her body and said to Hou Qingzhu who was supporting her: "It seems that you listened well during class."

"But it shouldn't be exposed. You will have more games in the future."

"Your opponent in the next match will definitely study you thoroughly."

Hou Qingzhu shook his head helplessly: "I can't help it, Sister Yuan, you are too strong."

"As for other people...it doesn't matter. Even if they have a way to deal with it, I can still understand them."

Although Hou Qingzhu was excited in her heart, she did not show it. After all, she won and Fangyuan Yuan lost.

After the two of them came off the field, Chen Xing immediately put Fangyuan Yuan on his shoulders, and said angrily to the two of them: "It doesn't matter if you attack others harshly, how come you two girls don't know the severity of a fight?

"

After all, Chen Xing had stayed in Qingzhou City for a long time before, so Chen Xing was naturally very familiar with Hou Qingzhu.

Although Fangyuanyuan has never been to Qingzhou City, she has been by Chen Yang's side since entering the realm.

Later, Chen Xing's medical clinic was established, and she helped there for a long time.

Fang Yuanyuan lay on the furry Chen Xing and said with a smile: "With so many people watching, you can't just hit him twice!"

"I'm fine, I don't have any internal injuries."

Fangyuan Yuan originally wanted to stay on the court to watch the next game, but was forcibly taken away by Chen Xing.

After all, even if there is no individual competition for Fangyuan Yuan, there will still be a team competition.

The second game is not an internal battle between special classes, but a three-level foundation-building realm in Class A, B, and C, fighting against a fourth-level foundation-building realm from the qualifying round.

You know, the finals are a few winners after hundreds of people compete.

The fourth level of foundation building can stand out among so many people because it has its own strength.

He is the only one below the fifth level of foundation building!

After the audience outside the venue saw these two people, they immediately began to discuss the practical experience of these students in the Land of Hope.

One is a fourth-level foundation builder who has experienced hundreds of battles, and the other is a third-level foundation builder who has never participated in any actual combat.

No matter how you look at it, it is the students from the Land of Hope who have fallen below.

Including the fourth-level foundation builder who came on stage. He looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but snorted: "Leap level challenge?"

"If it's those people in the special class, I might have to weigh it up, but you...if you don't want to die, get out as soon as possible."

"You are still young and you will have many opportunities in the future."

Although this person's tone was full of disdain and intimidation, the student standing opposite did not leave. Instead, he stood there and scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "I...Uncle, can you please give me a light sentence?"

a little?"

The fourth floor of the Foundation Establishment was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed wildly: "Okay, okay! Then I'll lose one of your arms!"

After the words fell, as the referee left, the fourth-level foundation builder rushed forward instantly.

But in the eyes of the students on the third floor of the foundation building, he instantly saw several flaws in the fourth floor of the foundation building.

From the pace to the burst speed of spiritual power, there are big problems!

"Block!" The student on the third floor of the foundation whispered, and stretched out his hand to block the opponent's punch.
Chapter completed!
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