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While they were bickering, Qiao Qingsong and Zhao Ting were already on the stage.

The two of them didn't say any unnecessary nonsense at all. With a wave of the referee's hand, the fight started directly!

Zhao Ting's body suddenly lit up with dazzling lightning, and the deafening roar of thunder echoed throughout the audience.

"Vajra Thunder Tribulation!"

There was a loud "bang" sound, and a thick golden thunder struck down from the sky, like a heavenly sword thrust from the heavenly palace, directly hitting Qiao Qingsong's Tianling Cap.

The hairs on all the spectators present stood on end, their hair exploded, and there were even flashes of lightning in their hair.

I saw that Qiao Qingsong didn't hesitate at all, and immediately activated the deification, and a green divine light evaporated from his body. The light gathered and formed a blue armor to wrap around his body.

"Apotheosis activated? God of Armor!"

"Armor of Power!"

"Armor of Speed!"

As Qiao Qingsong drank violently, two divine inscriptions appeared and were heavily engraved on his armor.

"War armor? Fury!"

A divine pattern was once again engraved on his chest, and the armor all over his body was enveloped in a layer of restless red light.

With just a "boom" sound, the entire arena exploded to pieces, and the Vajra Thunder Tribulation struck down, turning the arena into a golden glow.

Only Ren Jie could see clearly that the arena was not exploded by the Diamond Thunder Tribulation, but by Qiao Qingsong's forceful trampling.

The King Kong Thunder Tribulation directly split the air, and Qiao Qingsong had already rushed in front of Zhao Ting, his body rose up, and two scarlet lights lit up in his eyes.

He raised his fist and smashed it towards Zhao Ting!

"Dangshanhe!"

The hair on Zhao Ting's body stood on end, a feeling of extreme danger surged through his body, and he was about to use Lei Xing Tianxia to avoid this blow.

But Qiao Qingsong's iron fist had arrived, penetrated the thunder curtain, and hit him hard on the chest. The terrifying kinetic energy, ultimate strength, and the bonus brought by the war armor all burst out at this moment.

"boom!"

Zhao Ting's chest sank directly, and his whole body was beaten into a prawn. His body flew backwards at high speed, smashed through two barriers, and went straight to the auditorium.

Shocked, Wang Laotie dodged and went over to catch Zhao Ting.

A terrifying boxing wind swept across the entire venue, the venue was filled with smoke and dust, and a deep semicircular trench was plowed out of the arena, as if a shield machine had driven past.

The sound of the punches was like artillery fire, which made people's eardrums hurt.

Zhao Ting, who was in Wang Laotie's arms, was seen unconscious with his head raised, and a sunken fist mark on his chest was particularly eye-catching.

Looking at this scene, the whole place was in an uproar and there was a lot of discussion.

Qiao Qingsong, who has always been a quiet person, exploded so violently?

Zhao Ting, who was in a physical state, couldn't survive a single round, but was knocked out instantly by Qiao Qingsong's punch?

Isn’t this leaping forward too easy and freehand?

I saw Qiao Qingsong's armor disappearing into nothingness. He turned to look at Ren Jie and said with a smile:

"Xingwan, this girl is a little bit over the top. Thank you to your girlfriend for helping to wake her up, but... the lost place must be found again..."

"Semifinals, I'll be waiting for you in the ring..."

"You can win this game, right?"

There was no hint of threat in Qiao Qingsong's words, but the desire to win in his eyes couldn't be more obvious.

They fought all the way to the ninth round, and it wasn't until Chu Xingwan lost the game that Qiao Qingsong fully showed his edge.

It's not that I think Chu Xingwan is right, I just want to regain my reputation, that's all.

My own girl, Qiao Qingsong, still has to help her stand up.

Ren Jie grinned:

"I'm sorry, you can't come back from this situation. I will win this round, and I will win the next round too!"

Qiao Qingsong narrowed his eyes and smiled: "We'll see, I'm looking forward to tomorrow's game..."

At this moment, in another arena, Qianliu, who had taken a shower, had his hair styled, and rearranged his appearance, looked at Ren Jie and Qiao Qingsong with cold eyes.

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