The world!" A very delicate fighter exclaimed in a cry of voice, but it seemed clear in the solemn stands.

The advanced form of a realmist and a fighter is often accompanied by special abilities. For example, when Rui Bing attacked Ye Chong, Ye Chong felt as if he was tightly bound. In fact, this was just mental oppression, and Ye Chong's body at that time was completely different.

Although there are few people in the world, according to records, the abilities of people in the world are strange and often make people feel incredible.

Yes, besides the legendary existence of the World Master, such strange muscles and such strong strength, is there any other possibility?

The world! The world is the existence of the world! All the fighters almost stood up. The decline of the fight made the world almost a kind of legendary existence. Where can ordinary fighters see the real world? In fact, they don’t know the knowledge, and the number of worldists is far more than they imagined. After all, it is an era of rampant teachers, and the fighters themselves have declined. In addition, fighting is of very little use, and it is only used when protecting important figures in person. Ordinary people cannot see the power of real fighting. The number of worldists is rare, and their own hidden strength and low-key make the world unknown.

The battle between the world and the world makes the most prosperous era of fighting not everywhere, but now it is hard to see in a century.

Zuo Ling's right palm turned into a strange dark blue color and spread to his arms at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lan Yixing bent his legs and squatted slightly, facing Zuo Ling.

Lan Yixing shouted loudly! The ripples of the air tremble violently and spread around. The holographic lens has extremely strong ability to capture, and this detail is clearly presented to everyone.

All the fighters watching the game through the signal helmet couldn't help but breathe a breath of air. The power of the world's roar was so terrifying!

And those ordinary audiences were even more stunned, as if they were like those fighting movies synthesized by stunts.

Ye Chong's pupils suddenly contracted. Even with his trouser legs, he could still see clearly the traces of the muscles on Lan Yixing's legs.

Lan Yixing's legs suddenly exerted force.

Too fast! Even Ye Zhong, who has always been extremely confident in his eyes, was surprised to find that he could only capture the afterimage of Lan Yixing!

Lan Yixing appeared in front of Zuo Ling like a newly released shell, and Zuo Ling's right hand was dark blue, but Man Yan reached his elbow.

A tricky punch! It only has simple strength and speed! The arms that became astonishingly thick as muscles squirming also provided Lan Yixing with amazing strength. Ye Chong was not sure if he could take the punch head-on.

Zuo Ling obviously didn't expect that Lan Yixing's speed was so fast!

In a hurry, his right palm was slid horizontally, but his body was retreating.

Grab! The sound of metal hitting echoes throughout the training ground and echoes in everyone's hearts.

Zuo Ling staggered back, his face terrifyingly pale. It can be seen that the punch just now did not hurt him, but Ye Chong was quite surprised. Lan Yi's punch just now, not to mention a flesh fist, even the metal gate would definitely be broken. But Zuo Ling's right hand was still intact. How could he not surprise Ye Chongda?

Lan Yixing did not attack immediately, but stood still in front of Zuo Ling, stared at Zuo Ling's dark green right hand, and said indifferently: "This is also evolved from Lan's muscle control! Unfortunately, you didn't get it, and the deduced things are full of flaws."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Yixing rubbed his body up, but this time he did not use the strange method similar to the one just now. Ye Chong secretly guessed that he was afraid that the method of dried vegetables would definitely have a lot of burden for Lan Yixing.

Even if it is an ordinary technique, it is very master-like when used in Lan Yixing's hands, and it is so wonderful that it can be grasped. His muscles move in small areas in conjunction with the movements in his hands. The sudden burst force brought by this muscles made Ye Chongxin frightened.

At this time, Zuo Ling seemed to have come back to his senses from the decline just now. The dark green right hand was extremely sharp, while the left hand was always hidden behind him, making people always beware of his back moves. Zuo Ling's style of attack was extremely tough. The two of them fought head-on, and they were so excited about the fighting door that they were watching. Only those fighting players with great strength were worried that the two of them were not fighting each other, but the real battle between their lives. I am afraid that it would not end if one of the blood streams was on the spot. The death of someone was on the first day of the exchange meeting, which would inevitably cause a fatal blow to the exchange.

Hua Tiankai stood up first. As the organizer, he naturally could not allow this to happen under his nose. He walked to Rui Bing and observed someone approaching Rui Bing turned his head and saw that it was Hua Tiankai, so he quickly stood up.

Hua Tiankai said: "Bing'er. If these two people continue like this, there will be something wrong. I want them to end this contest, but I am afraid that they will not agree so easily. Come and help Uncle Hua."

Rui Bing nodded and said, "Okay." Then he said nothing.

Wei Yuan, who was standing beside him, shouted, "Sister Bing, take me there." How could he, who was just beginning to be interested in fighting with a master of close viewing, missed such an opportunity to fight with a close viewing master? And he could also see Sister Bing, who was second admired, take action, and he would go there even if he was alive.

Just at this moment, the situation on the field changed.

In a seemingly ordinary punch, his fist speed was accelerated, almost a replica of the move just now, but it was more partial, more hidden, and more sudden.

The afterimage appeared in Ye Chong's eyes for the second time. However, this time he was prepared. Due to the viewing angle, Ye Chong's clear machete Lan Yixing's group of sharp machetes was about to be released for half of the time. The group of striped muscles on his shoulders rushed to his forearm like waves. The squirming process was extremely fast, and this time it was as fast as lightning than the long and obvious preparation process just now.

This punch hit Zuo Ling's left chest, which was unable to dodge. Ye Chong heard a crisp sound of bone shattering.

This sudden change made everyone scream. Just when everyone thought that Zuo Ling could not escape, his left hand, which had been hiding behind, finally took action! The moment Lan Yixing's fist hit his left chest, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and his left chest actually made Lan Yixing feel like a mud pool of fists hitting a soft surface.

Lan Yixing's punch was extremely powerful. Even though Zuo Ling still had his muscles the softest, he still broke his ribs by Lan Yixing's punch. With a muffled groan, Zuo Ling endured the pain, and his left hand wanted a soft vine, and in the blink of an eye, wrapped Lan Yixing's right hand.

The stunning soft left arm seemed to completely go against human science, and a mollusk like a snake.

The blue color on Zuo Ling's face flashed, and when the left hand wrapped around Lan Yixing's left hand turned into a dark blue color like the right hand. Bang, Lan Yixing's right hand was already in an irregular twist. Ye Zhong, who was learning about human science these days, can be completely sure that the bones under Lan Yixing's right hand muscles have been broken into several segments.

Lan Yixing let out a muffled groan, and his left hand tangled towards Zuo Ling's throat like lightning.

Zuo Ling's right hand also used the same move as Lan Yixing. Snake, the two of them hit each other accurately. Their figures couldn't help but sway backwards. Two muffled groans sounded almost at the same time. But Zuo Ling's left hand tightly wrapped around Lan Yixing's already ruined right hand, and the two were so close to each other.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them almost demonstrated a classic example of ultra-close and small-scale bare hands to everyone. Unfortunately, they only used one hand.

"Hehe, so what about Lan's family? So what about there are flaws? The Zuo family is not something that you like you can understand!" Zuo Ling kept sarcastic in his hand. His tone was full of pride, but he also had the capital to be proud. The world was already very rare, and the world was even rarer. He also had two abilities. He was probably the only one. As Lan Yixing said, the muscle hardening that Zuo Ling began to show was indeed deduced from the chips that Lan's plunder. The head of the Zuo family also understood the flaws and created the skill of muscle softening with all his efforts. Zuo Ling was undoubtedly a genius, but his extreme abilities were softened by him.

Originally, the changes between soft and hard are much more than simple hard or soft changes. Unfortunately, Zuo Ling is still too young. Whether in terms of time or understanding of fighting, he cannot compare with Lan Yixing, who has been studying his own skills for decades. This leads to a situation where both sides suffer losses first.

However, to put it more carefully, Lan Yixing's injury was even heavier. Although Zuo Ling had a broken rib, it was not damaged elsewhere and he had the initiative. Lan Yixing's right hand was completely destroyed. This made him lose more than half of his attack power. Moreover, his destroyed right hand was still under the control of the other party. As long as he was slightly driven, the pain that had penetrated into his bone marrow came from his right hand, causing him to be unable to organize effective attacks at all.

Zuo Ling's words were like a needle, piercing the deepest part of Lan Yixing's heart. His eyes turned red in an instant. He was so clumsy that he didn't speak, but the firmness and determination in his eyes made Zuo Ling, who had possessed it at times, feel a bad premonition.

Ye Chong also captured the look in Zuo Ling's eyes. Almost subconsciously, Ye Chong shouted in his heart: "Sheng!"

His figure flashed, like an arrow from a string, rushing towards Lan Yixing and Zuo Ling. At the same time, Shang, who had always cooperated with him, immediately cut off the signal between the holographic lens and the signal helmet.

At the same time, Rui Bing shouted: "Let's go!" She lifted Wei Yuan sitting next to her with one hand and rushed towards the training ground like smoke. Hua Tiankai reacted first, one step behind Rui Bing.

Almost as soon as Rui Bing and Hua Tian set off, both the signal helmets and the holographic projection turned into blank. The audience, who was enjoying themselves, was suddenly in an uproar, and the responsible personnel of several virtual network live broadcast channels were shocked to find that their channel was also blank.

It only took a few seconds before the fighters came to the scene. Someone shouted, "Go and see!" Everyone immediately ran towards the training ground.

Somehow, an inexplicable emotion stirred in Ye Chong's chest!
Chapter completed!