The last game of the No. 37 are really twists and turns, and everyone who pays attention is ups and downs.

First, Chang Heng used the middle-grade yellow-level martial arts Han Ice Palm Seal to restrain the Fire Dragon, and then Xia Zhanhong used his martial arts to the peak of his ability to be at ease.

When everyone thought Xia Zhanhong had won, Chang Heng stood up again without any damage and showed off his imperial-level armor.

Seeing that the balance of victory was tilted towards Changfeng, Xia Zhanhong suddenly exerted force and rushed out with a loud shout.

"Your defense is not bad either!" With a loud shout, the gravel at Xia Zhanhong's feet cracked, and in the flash, it appeared in front of Chang Heng.

"Can this armor protect your whole body?" As we approached, Xia Zhanhong turned around and swung his entire arm in an arc, slapped it from top to bottom to top of Chang Heng's head.

Chang Heng's eyes suddenly shrank, his palm suddenly opened, and a huge black ice palm print transformed out above his head, and slapped it against Xia Zhanhong's attack.

"I want to use your explosive power? I knew you would do this for a long time, so I retained my true power just now..." Chang Heng laughed proudly.

However, there was no violent impact sound above the top of his head. Xia Zhanhong's palm seemed to be full of strength, and when he approached the Xuanbing Palm Print, it turned out to be like a swimming fish. His single palm stood up, pressed against the edge of Xuanbing's palm, and slipped down, heading straight to Chang Heng's forehead.

"Well!" Chang Heng did not expect this change at all, and was shocked. If Xia Zhanhong's palm was close, he would definitely die. As the other party said, although the armor was good, it could not protect his whole body.

"Ah~" In the horror, Chang Heng roared wildly. A layer of wave suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and the extremely cold white ice mist sprayed out. Then he tried to fly backwards with force.

He did not expect that Xia Zhanhong would be so terrifying after he approached, and that a change would have an absolute advantage.

However, Xia Zhanhong's horror after getting close is much stronger than he imagined.

The ice mist between Chang Heng's eyebrows was sprayed out, but Xia Zhanhong's palm brought several rings in succession. It actually slashed over from the tangent direction of the white ice mist edge, and grabbed the armor on his body with a bang.

"I'll take a look today. Can your defense stop my attack!" Xia Zhanhong sneered, and his muscles and bones were roaring in his body.

"Buzz~" the high-speed shock muscle released a shock wave out of the body, "boom~" the blood rushing in the blood vessels, like a rolling river.

Xia Zhanhong raised his right fist with a high fist, his middle finger was protruding, his fist was phoenix eyes, his waist was exerted, his body twisted, and his punch fell hard on Chang Heng's chest.

A huge force was sent out. Xia Zhanhong immediately felt that the power he had produced was actually unloading along the armor to both sides.

"It's true that he is worthy of being the peak imperial armor!" A cry in his heart, Xia Zhanhong's nine-turned silk twists suddenly moved, and the seventh boxing stance was deployed.

Chang Heng was almost scared at this time. Although the armor could withstand the attack, the force of shock would also be transmitted to his body. Xia Zhanhong's punch made his chest and abdomen churned violently.

"Don't let go!" Chang Heng roared, raised his palms, released the ice aura outward, and slapped Xia Zhanhong fiercely.

However, Chang Heng's attack was not enough for Xia Zhanhong, who had been completely used in the Nine-turned Wire Wire. The induced force turned into force and flowed all over his body, and his body flashed back and forth, so it was easy to resolve Chang Heng's attack.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Zhanhong raised his right fist and hit Chang Heng in the chest again.

Unlike the first punch, this punch is a real seventh-style boxing stance, a middle-grade yellow-level martial arts, and Xia Zhanhong has already practiced to the peak of meteors being able to kill.

When the punch fell, Chang Heng immediately let out a muffled groan, and a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth overflowed...

"Bang bang bang..." Xia Zhanhong's fist fell continuously and punched more than a dozen punches in an instant. It was not superimposed by force, but all of them were shock. Each blow brought a swell of breath and looked extremely violent.

The audience off the field were stunned. Every punch from Xia Zhanhong made everyone's heart tremble. It was so cruel that people even felt their flesh and blood ached.

Zhu Fanyu stood in the distance, squinted his eyes and looked at the No. 37 ring. Every time Xia Zhanhong punched, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched.

On the main ring, several ancestors were also stunned and watched the game in disbelief.

"This kid has a backup plan!" The ancestor of the Shi family murmured incredibly: "He is actually so powerful in close combat with such a strong close combat power!"

The ancestor of the Lu family's eyes shone and he whispered: "I'll just say it! How could the explosive power that is stronger than Tianyi, only ranged attacks? This is his biggest trump card! If his cultivation level reaches the advanced level of the emperor level, Tianyi is probably not his opponent!"

The ancestor of the Jiang family murmured: "He attacked in such a strange way, and he was close to his opponent. Not only did he easily resolve the opponent's attack, but his strength seemed unusual whenever he fell every punch!"

The ancestor of the Du family nodded and said, "He is a martial art, definitely surpassing the Fire Dragon just now! This is his real trump card... Old Lu said it right. If this child has reached the advanced level of the Martial Emperor, only Chang Ling can defeat him!"

"Yes!" The ancestor of the Shi family nodded slightly and said, "The overall situation of this game has been decided, and this child is bound to advance to the top 100!"

At this time, Chang Heng, who was hit continuously, could not resist the violent shock. "Wow!" A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Chang Heng, who was shocked, no longer cared about the battle between the top 100, and yelled with all his strength: "I admit defeat!"

Xia Zhanhong's punch had already landed on his chest, and his eyes lit up when he heard him shouting.

"Bang!" Chang Heng was knocked out, but this time he did not feel the huge shock force, but just felt the skin on his chest stinging slightly.

"Wow!" He spat another mouthful of blood, Chang Heng raised his head and looked at Xia Zhanhong, his eyes full of fear.

When he was hit by a punch just now, he felt that he was facing an extremely cruel god and demon, as if he would be bombarded into pieces by his fists in the next moment. That desperate fear made his soul collapse...

"The winner of the No. 37 are Changfeng Team Xia Zhanhong!" The referee announced loudly. There was a hint of excitement in his voice. Today, the referee's arena is not inferior to the first few rings that are popular.

Hearing the referee's announcement, Chang Heng slowed down, turned his head and stumbled back to the rest area, and then quickly left...

"Xia Zhanhong, you won!" Chang Xiaohui cheered loudly, rushed to the ring from the rest area with the members of the Changfeng Team, and surrounded Xia Zhanhong.

"Wow~" The audience also burst into cheers, shouting that it was enjoyable to watch the No. 37 ring. The competition was really twists and turns. Especially those who bought Xia Zhanhong and won. They smiled so much that the corners of their mouths were grinning to their ears...

"The winner stays, and the rest of the contestants leave the ring!" The referee gave another order, and the contestants who did not advance left one after another.

After a while, the competition between the major arenas was over. The old man in green announced in the air that the competition today was over and the audience left the martial arts venue.

Hundreds of thousands of people were talking about today's exciting events. While walking out, it took about half an hour before the martial arts performance venue became quiet.

After the gates of the martial arts field were closed, the referees from each arena brought the winner to the main stage.

At this time, the four ancestors were gone on the main arena. Only the old man in green who had been hosting the entire competition.

After the winning hundreds of people and followers arrived one after another, the old man in green said: "Congratulations on winning from the thousand people and entering the top 100, the forces or individuals you belong to will all get 10,000 points!"

Ten thousand points are nothing to the strength of the big family, but for other small and medium-sized forces, it is an extraordinary event, and this is also a major purpose for them to compete for the top 100.

Chang Xiaohui bit her lips tightly from behind, her body trembled slightly, and her fists tightly, enduring the excitement and excitement in her heart. The same is true for several other members of the Changfeng Team.

However, the followers of several families couldn't help laughing out loud.

Jiang Yuan, Lu Tianyi, Du Mingyue, and some children from the big family turned their heads and glanced back, with a look of disdain in their eyes...

After a moment, the old man in Qingyi continued: "In addition to these ten thousand points, the contestants themselves will also become the targets of the league's focus and provide a lot of resource support..."

After saying this, many contestants' inner fluctuations were revealed on their faces, which was what they wanted most.

Before the old man finished speaking, he glanced at everyone and continued: "The top 100 in this competition still has the opportunity to participate in the life-and-death competition jointly organized by several major forces in a radius of billions of miles. If you win, you will have unexpected benefits... However, the life-and-death competition is extremely dangerous! Whether to participate or not is in your own right!"

After looking at the expressions of everyone, the old man in green no longer talked about life and death. He changed his tone: "This competition is the same as before. The fourth to tenth contestants can practice in the blessed land of the cave where the four ancestors are located for three months. The top three contestants can enter the Fire Secret Realm!"

After saying that, the old man in green waved his hand and said, "It's dark, everyone, go back and rest! The game will continue tomorrow morning!"

Everyone dispersed, Xia Zhanhong and Chang Xiaohui walked back. As soon as they got off the ring, a tall figure blocked the way.

Xia Zhanhong raised his head and saw Lu Tianyi standing opposite him.

"Xia Zhanhong, I really didn't expect that you, the first-level emperor, could actually enter the top 100..." Lu Tianyi stared at Xia Zhanhong and spoke lightly.

Xia Zhanhong smiled disapprovingly and said, "I have always been lucky! Maybe I can reach the top ten tomorrow!"

"Hahahaha..." Lu Tianyi laughed loudly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and shook his head and said, "You really dare to say...but your explosive power is good. If your cultivation reaches the level of the Martial Emperor, I really want to fight with you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Tianyi turned around and strode away...

"What does he mean?" Chang Xiaohui asked in confusion.

Xia Zhanhong smiled and shook his head, without saying a word, walked forward quickly, and a group of people quickly left the martial arts venue...

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