Yan Hongtu!

That is a genius carefully cultivated by Longmen Pavilion!

Even if the top five seeded players don't treat them with full vigor, they may overturn in the gutter and be killed by this Longmen Pavilion genius.

But now...

His knife...

He has killed countless ferocious beasts, which can be regarded as his strongest point - the blade is actually held in the hand of Li Ma's flesh and blood body, making it impossible to drop the nearly 1.8 meter sword.

Half a minute.

The death of the rabbit makes the fox sad.

This kind of pressing pressure...

It's so intense that it's almost suffocating.

"Li Ma!"

Yan Hongtu yelled.

His eyes were instantly filled with blood, and it seemed that some kind of secret technique was operating again. The violent force exploded from within him, and his figure, which was already 1.96 meters tall, seemed to expand slightly again, reaching almost two meters.

But this expansion obviously comes at a cost.

The surging and boiling blood flow seemed to burst the blood vessels, and seeped out from the surface of the body.

But he held the knife tightly, and his strength exploded one after another. He wanted to press the blade downwards like an overwhelming force, starting from the palm of his hand, until he and she were split into two halves.

pity……

His burst is strong.

Li Fei’s outbreak...

Stronger!

Even though Yan Hongtu had received the best teachings, his Qi and Blood had already been perfected, reaching the limit that a Grandmaster or even a Martial Saint could achieve under normal conditions, and even exceeded it, by as much as 40 points.

But after Li Mu refined the Spirit Gathering Pearl, her energy, blood, and body values ​​had approached 44. Coupled with the blood-burning secret technique that he perfectly created based on his own condition...

In terms of basic attributes such as strength and physique, not to mention the martial saints and star refiner apprentices, even those formal star refiners who have just mastered their strength will have to be defeated in front of him.

No matter how hard Yan Hongtu inspired his secret skills and how hard he squeezed the limit, the blade held by Li Ma seemed to be frozen in the void and could never be pressed down even one centimeter.

"It seems like this is your limit."

Ms. Li was a little disappointed.

The next moment, a terrifying force rose from his body, and with every muscle and bone, the force suddenly exploded...

The blade he held in the palm of his mortal arm...

He was suddenly shocked and pulled to the side.

"boom!"

Fire bursts.

Under everyone's shocked and disbelieving gaze, the blade, which was nearly one meter long, was actually broken on the spot by his burst of strength.

Iron filings fly.

Yan Hongtu, who was holding the handle of the knife tightly and pressing down with all his strength, suddenly lost this "support" point, coupled with the force of Li Mi when she broke the blade...

This caused him to follow the inertia and suddenly rush out in front of Li Fei.

The emptiness of suddenly losing his opponent, and the weakness caused by maintaining the secret technique for a long time, made him unable to maintain his body shape when he rushed out. After running forward for a few steps, he fell down.

On the ground.

He looks as embarrassed as he is.

"Admit defeat, we admit defeat."

The tactical director took this opportunity and shouted loudly again.

The referees on the Distribution Committee looked at each other.

At this time, Yan Hongtu actually still had fighting strength. Although he was temporarily out of the battle, the tactical instructor's words of admitting defeat did not have much effect without him speaking personally.

But let alone the martial arts saints of the Distribution Committee who act as referees, anyone who knows a little bit about martial arts can see that Yan Hongtu and Li Mijian are not at the same level at all.

If you let them continue to fight, it is just unilateral abuse.

At that moment, several people from the Disarmament Committee nodded.

Seeing this, the tactical instructor summoned several medical staff and rushed onto the competition stage and came to Yan Hongtu's side.

But Yan Hongtu was holding the sword in his hand, his blood-stained right hand trembling as if he couldn't hold it.

"My knife...my knife..."

There was a trace of despair in his eyes.

The whole person's energy and energy were completely depressed as the sword was broken and the person fell on the competition stage.

"How could it be...this result..."

His tactical instructor quickly comforted him: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. In this world, there is no one who is always victorious and invincible, and there is no one who is undefeated. You are still young, and your future will be..."

As he said this, his expression froze.

young?

All the contestants in the World's Best Martial Arts Competition, including nearly a hundred people who have been eliminated and dozens of people who have died, all added up, who is as young as Li Mu?

"It's okay, it's okay. Let's go back and practice hard in seclusion. When the time comes, we will apply for a more advanced star weapon to assist in our practice..."

Halfway through his words, he stopped again.

More advanced star weapon training!?

The World's Best Martial Arts Competition is over. No matter whether Li Ming can win the first place or not, she will not be able to escape a single dragon place.

And Ryuko...

That is the qualification to use the legendary star weapon!

For a moment, he quickly changed his words: "This failure must be because our secret skills and techniques are still lacking. As long as we exchange for more advanced techniques and secret techniques, then..."

He stopped again.

The supporting force behind Li Mu seems to be a small or medium-sized force with only one star refiner?

What good techniques and secret techniques can such a force come up with?

It is estimated that even the top Martial Saint inheritance does not exist.

Although it was learned that when he was going to participate in the world's best martial arts competition, the shortcomings in his skills and secret techniques would be made up for by the Taibai royal family, it had only been more than a month and there was no time to make changes.

in other words……

The skills and secret techniques he practices are most likely not as good as those of Yan Hongtu.

Age is not good, star tools are not good, and skills are also not good at all...

this……

This tactical instructor will be completely eliminated.

Yan Hongtu, who had regained his composure a little, seemed to have thought of this too.

For a time, an unprecedented gap brought unspeakable despair, rolling in, filling his soul instantly.

Holding his beloved Broken Knife, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long cry full of grief and collapse: "No! No! No!"

…

"This player."

At this time, the host's voice intervened: "We understand the grief in your heart, but please go down and rest first. It's time for us to invite new contestants to the stage to compete."

Yan Hongtu and his tactical director, who were in grief, discovered that not only had everyone cheered for the winner Li Mu, but...

Ms. Li immediately stepped down.

For a moment, this tactical instructor with martial arts training and a reputation for dignity could not stay on the competition stage any longer. He quickly greeted a few people, helped the exhausted Yan Hongtu, and headed to the players' rest area.

Looking at Yan Hongtu being carried down, Holy Son of the Sun, Song Wuya, Duan Yidao, Nan Lifeng and others looked at him with somewhat complicated expressions.

Although Yan Hongtu was a little embarrassed at this time, but...

But not many of them are as happy as before to lose a strong opponent.

because……

Song Wuya and Duan Yidao looked deeply in the direction of Li Mu.

"Li Mu! Li Mu!"

"I always thought that the only three martial saints who could prevent me from winning this world's best martial arts tournament were Zhao Yushi, Cheng Yufeng, and Holy Son of the Sun. Unexpectedly... a young martial saint of twenty-three years old turned out to be born."
To be continued...