The Eight God Palace has been destroyed by him, leaving only an empty shell, but what Xu Dong values ​​​​is the God of Medicine.

This old guy is a good alchemist and a pure tool man. He doesn't use it in vain.

"No, no objection."

The puppet god finally sighed.

"Okay, get out!"

"However, I have to warn you, if you want to get your situation back, you can always come to me and touch my friends, but you can't!"

"Otherwise, even if you go to heaven or earth, I will definitely kill you."

How can the puppet god still have any thoughts of revenge? He now wants to stay as far away from Xu Dong as possible.

Soon, the puppet god left the competition site.

Bob also announced on the spot that Xu Dong successfully advanced to the quarterfinals.

The huge stadium burst into cheers, and all the audience applauded from the bottom of their hearts.

Obviously, Xu Dong's strength won their recognition.

At this time, Xu Dong stood on the ring and looked around.

He saw Long Lingxiao first. The two seemed to be looking at him at the same time before they started fighting.

It wasn't until Xu Dong looked over that they both had a look of regret on their faces, and then they looked at each other.

"I really didn't expect that your Chinese players are quite strong!"

Saito Ichiro shook his head.

Although Long Lingxiao looked down on Xu Dong, he couldn't see him insulting China, so he immediately sneered, "That's right, compared to my Chinese martial arts, your Japanese ones are just rubbish."

"You're crazy, boy!"

Saito Ichiro's face instantly became angry.

Long Lingxiao raised his chin high and said calmly, "I'm not afraid to tell you that among these contestants, only the Son of God can make me slightly afraid."

"Except for him, everyone here, including you, is rubbish!"

"How dare you humiliate me!"

Saito Ichiro became even more angry, grabbed the handle of the knife, and his murderous aura escaped.

"I'm telling the truth." Long Lingxiao shrugged his shoulders.

, "Okay, stop being impatient and move quickly. Within three moves, I will definitely defeat you!"

"idiot!"

Ichiro Saito was obviously so angry that he even cursed the quintessence of Chinese culture.

"Die!"

He roared angrily, burst out with powerful momentum, drew out his samurai sword with a clang, and rushed towards Long Lingxiao.

Even though Ichiro Saito seems to have a superior attitude, he still has some strength.

At this time, he took action with anger, as fast as an arrow leaving the string.

"snort!"

"It's just a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing!"

Long Lingxiao smiled disdainfully and raised his sword.

The two of them collided fiercely in an instant. Suddenly, the field was filled with swords and swords, which were extremely fierce.

And another arena.

The Son of God narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Hua Jun with interest, a hint of contempt appearing on his handsome face.

"With S-level strength, it seems I'm lucky."

Hua Jun's face was a little solemn, and he said calmly, "Stop talking nonsense, let's get started!"

"Huh? You don't want to admit defeat?"

Shenzi raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

In the first round, the player who faced him gave up before the fight even started.

The Chinese army is not as strong as the early Heaven Realm. In the eyes of the Son of God, they must not have the courage to fight against him.

But the guy in front of him was not afraid at all, but instead had a fierce fighting spirit.

"Why should I admit defeat?"

"You are not qualified yet."

Hua Jun snorted coldly.

Upon hearing this, Shenzi's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a cold light shot out.

"I want a sharp-tongued boy."

See how many moves you can hold in my hands."

After a pause, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "By the way, last night, I saw you and Xu Dong having dinner together. You two seem to have a good relationship!"

Hearing this, Hua Jun narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to say?"

Suddenly a bad feeling came into his heart.

"Aren't you going to fight me?" Shenzi sneered, "Then if I kill you in the ring, how will Xu Dong react?"

After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense and his strong momentum suddenly broke out.

This momentum is so strong, it's like a torrent opening up. Even the strong men in other arenas can't help but change their expressions when they feel it.

Then, the Son of God lightly tapped the staff, and a sharp cross sword struck at the Chinese army.

Feeling this powerful wave, Hua Jun's face became more solemn than ever before.

"Even if you are going to lose, I will help Brother Xu explore your strength!"

Before he finished speaking, he was like a phantom, sparing the cross lightsaber and rushing towards the Son of God.

Xu Dong had told him before that the Black Church's methods were mostly long-range attacks. Only by shortening the distance would the chances of winning be greater.

Hua Jun remembered it very clearly, so he immediately wanted to fight in close combat.

"Smart choice, but the gap between you and me cannot be bridged by fighting."

When the Son of God saw this, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, and then he waved his magic staff, and a milky white light shield suddenly appeared around him, covering him in it.

This mask seems to have only a thin layer, but it is extremely tough.

The Chinese army rushed to the front and taught martial arts to the monks.

Cross fist!

Bang Fist!

Straight punch!

Close to the mountain!

Every blow was powerful and heavy.

"Boom!"

A fist like a gust of wind, hitting the mask of light

Above, the sound of roaring cannons could be heard.

But no matter how powerful the Chinese army was, the mask was never broken, and there was not even the slightest sign of trembling.

"The difference in strength between the two is too big."

Xu Dong narrowed his eyes and watched this scene.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, the Son of God, who was in the mask of light, slowly raised the staff and tapped it gently.

A cross lightsaber burst out.

Previously, when the attack was so violent, Hua Jun could still avoid it with his body skills, but at such a close range, he couldn't react at all.

"laugh!"

Suddenly, a bloody hole appeared on his back, and blood dripped out.

"hiss!"

Even with Hua Jun's iron will, he couldn't help but gasp at this moment, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he struck again with all his strength.

"Huh! You're looking for death!"

The hands of the Son of God were like butterflies, flying in all directions, indescribably relaxed and freehand.
To be continued...