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Chapter forty-eighth

The body shrinks twice as fast as the cells swallow each other, and their strength weakens, but the body density increases, just like monsters, and their body is very powerful. Compared with monsters, their body has a strong body. Once human cells reach the level of monsters, their petite body will exert their power beyond monsters.

"The Gates family is indeed powerful if they can study cells to this level." Elder Ross's face showed a look of shock.

"Go to die!" Mark Gates roared, and his body suddenly turned into a phantom, and he was like lightning flashing through the fighting stage. The orange figure looked like a meteor dragging his tail from afar, attacking Xiao Fan with lightning speed.

"Boom!"

The place where Xiao Fan was originally standing was smashed into a huge pit, and the powerful force shocked the earth. The audience was stunned in shock.

Xiao Fan flashed and landed on the edge of the dock stage, watching a funnel-shaped pit formed in the center of the dock stage, his face full of surprise. This shocking change came to people's imagination. In theory, it was doubled in speed and halved in strength, but the result was doubled in speed and strength.

With the level that Mark Gates has played now, he is definitely around the mid-level of the Heavenly Level. This combat power is not something that can be achieved in a novice martial arts competition.

This peerless genius is indeed extraordinary.

Everyone was amazed.

Marc Gates, wearing an orange combat uniform, had his muscles stomped in his body like a dragon, giving people a huge pressure. Compared with his burly body before, this body shocked everyone even more. The pair of huge black magic hammers in his hand were extremely ferocious, as if the two roars were lions' heads, which contrasted sharply with his short body.

With his feet moving, Mark Gates turned into a phantom again. The huge demon hammer dragged on the ground and made a rolling thunder sound. He looked like a god of war falling from the sky. The hazy phantom was dazzling.

That terrifying aura looked very strange. His arms stretched and his two hammers danced, stirring up this space, leaving Xiao Fan almost without a place to stand. If such powerful power is approached by him, it would be a nightmare. In the blink of an eye, the radius of 1,000 meters was smashed into a mess, like a city destroyed in a war.

In the distance, Xiao Fan, who was standing on the edge, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

The dark golden soul energy spread in my mind, and a cold murderous aura spread in my eyes. Xiao Fan felt unprecedented happiness in his heart, like a hungry wolf in the desert. Seeing fresh flesh and blood, the blood in his body was flowing faster, and he couldn't stop being excited.

"Buzz!"

The air fluctuated, and a dark green flying knife emerged from Xiao Fan's thigh, drawing a curve in the air, as if a fish saw the water, trembling excitedly.

"Swish!"

The dark green flying knife suddenly separated to both sides, one, two, and three—a total of nine were lined up in front of Xiao Fan, as if the soldiers waiting for inspection were full of fighting spirit.

The dark golden cold soul power slowly dissipated in Xiao Fan's mind, as if fog surrounded the dark golden bead, and a faint cold force flowed freely. The ball wrapped in the dark golden mist seemed to feel the battle outside, trembling with excitement.

In a moment of trance, Xiao Fan faintly heard an excited dragon roar sound.

Gradually, there was a trace of unknown dark gold in his black and white eyes, which seemed to have turned his eyes into garden due to excitement, and his body was also impacted by this excitement and trembled slightly.

"Go!" A low shout mixed with excitement came from Xiao Fan's mouth. The nine flying knives floating in front of him suddenly became like nine angry dragons that had been accumulating for a long time, dragging a trace of green light and rushing away, sweeping the surrounding air, making a low "whip" sound, which was the result of breaking through the speed of sound.

"What?" Mark Gates was shocked by this strange scene and was at a loss. He quickly danced the magic hammer to form a layer of airtight hammer shadow, blocking the nine angry dragons that attacked.

"Dangdang--"

A crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and Mark Gates was shocked and retreated repeatedly, staring at Xiao Fan in disbelief, and was about to spit out fire.

However, the battle had not been played yet. Although the flying knife blocked by his magic hammer fell to the ground, it jumped up again in the next moment like a carp leaping at the dragon gate and headed straight for the opponent's back.

An excitement flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes, like a bloodthirsty wild wolf. His tongue couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were staring at the flying knife, and his murderous aura surged.

At this moment, he felt a little unable to control his inner murder, and just wanted to destroy everything he saw, because of the excitement that the dark gold in his eyes became deeper.

"Dangdang!"

"Swish!"

Nine angry dragons shot from different angles, carrying a fury force, and directly knocked away the magic hammer that they wanted to resist and shot at Mark Gates' hands. Then, a blood burst out, and the flying knife pierced through Mark Gates' wrists, arms, legs, chest, neck, and several key parts of his body.

At this time, the blue sword shadow, as if it was still unfulfilled, revolving again, leaving nine blood holes on Mark Gates, flying around him, as if countless fish dancing were dancing around his food, as if they were dancing wildly.

After seeing the blood, Xiao Fan's heart was beating wildly. He clenched his hands into fists and his fingernails were embedded in the flesh, but he was completely unaware of the pain. His eyes were filled with excitement and cold bloodshot light, and his body trembled uncontrollably due to excitement.

The eyes became round, and the originally black pupils in their eyes now turned into a dark golden color that made people feel heart-pounding. The dark golden pupils continued to expand, as if they were about to swallow the entire eye.

"laugh!"

A drop of blood gradually hit Xiao Fan's face, slowly flowed down his cheeks, and flowed in along the corner of his mouth. A fishy and sweet smell came from the tip of his tongue. The strong smell of blood spread in Xiao Fan's mouth, making him feel disgusted and almost vomited.

"Buzz!"

His mind trembled violently, and the excitement suddenly disappeared. The golden color in his eyes quickly faded away, returning to the distinctive black and white appearance, but there was a lot of blood in his eyes, as if he hadn't had a long rest and was very haggard.

The extremely cold murderous aura in the soul energy disappeared, the dark golden soul power floated, and the nine flying knives that scattered turned into nine green phantoms and returned to the knife bag.

He looked up and glanced at the people around him, staring at him, unable to believe that he seemed to have seen something incredible to do, all of whom were stunned. There was no sound in the huge square, and even the whole world fell into silence at this moment.

Everyone looked at the strange scene on the big screen, unlike Yuan Ye Bendu's Logistics, the flying knife controlled by Xiao Fan was as free as his arm. The nine green angry dragons flew up and down, dancing wildly, stirring up the wind and rain. What was shocking was that he actually regarded killing as a pleasure and strangled his opponent unscrupulously, but he was still unsatisfied. He shot wildly at the corpse, shooting the already ragged corpse into a sieve, full of blood holes.

This is not a human, this is simply a demon.

"Bang!"

After a while, Mark Gates' body fell straight down, making a dull sound from the ground. Two huge magic hammers hit the alloy table like war drums.

Surprised by the dull sound, everyone seemed to have their souls been pulled away and suddenly regained their vitality. They breathed heavily but did not make any sound.

Everyone was shocked, including Elder Ros on the platform, everyone was at a loss and shocked and frightened.

The audience was silent, except for the sound of breathing, there was no sound, even the Luogen Needle could hear clearly. In this group, everyone was more optimistic about Mark Gates, who ranked high in the top, and among the players entering the finals, he was ranked fifth.

But what people unexpectedly expected was that Xiao Fan, who was unfamous, would be so fierce. Not only did he defeat Mark Gates, but he also used such terrifying means to kill his opponent. This shocking change was vaguely more terrifying than the first genius Lan Rose.

What a precious thing a peerless genius is. Being able to enter the top ten is a glory that all families envied. If such a person dies, it will cause an uproar.

Xiao Fan knew that under the crazy excitement just now, he had already caused a disaster.

"Xiao Fan, you are looking for death!"

Suddenly, an angry roar came from a private room, and the roar like a mad lion was shaking the eardrums around the people ruptured and their heads buzzed.

With the roar, a golden shadow rushed out of the window, more than fifty meters high from the ground. The man jumped down without any tools and landed on the ground, stepped out of a large pit of the marble square, and cracked spread along his feet in all directions.

Her burly body and long golden hair were faintly similar to Mark Gates.

"Dongdong!"

The man stepped on the ground with his feet, and the man landed on the ground without stopping, heading straight for Xiao Fan. The two iron fists as big as a bowl swung out huge power, rolling the air around him, forming a whirlpool visible to the naked eye.

And on his body, as he ran wildly at high speed, the friction air emitted a layer of flame, and a hazy and faint red light shrouded it, and that power was extremely powerful.

"Peng!"

Without any defense, Xiao Fan was hit by the opponent's punch, and he flew high like a kite with broken strings. He was in mid-air, and a bloody light from his mouth sprayed out and fell to the other side of the stage.

"Xiao Fan!"

"Xiao Fan!"

There were many exclamations coming from China City, and those voices came with different meanings.

"Brother, brother!" In a private room, Xiao Fan's younger brothers, sisters and parents exclaimed. They were shocked by Xiao Fan's actions today and could no longer speak.

"Xiao Fan!" Chen Lixin stood up, holding the window ridge with both hands, with excitement and confusion in his eyes, as well as worry.

"Brother Xiao Fan!" In the Tianshang Renjian Square in Chang'an District, Chunxue Hamu was carrying her schoolbag and exclaimed with her eyes wide open.

Although the audience in the square did not agree with Xiao Fan's approach, they couldn't help but complain about Xiao Fan when they saw the winner being retaliated by his opponent's family.

"Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan!"

Tens of thousands of viewers in Chang'an District roared angrily, many people widened their eyes, their faces roared with ferocious force, and there was a crazy look in their eyes.

As one place heard the exclamation, other places also moved. The scene was unimaginable for a moment. Hundreds of millions of viewers around the world shouted at the same time, trembling with the sound.

Some of them supported Xiao Fan, some scolded Xiao Fan, and more were shocked by Xiao Fan's amazing ability to control things and made this call.

Elder Ross stood up with a headache. The scene was out of control and he had to take action.

"Stop!" A dull low roar sounded, and a black shadow fell from the sky and landed directly beside Xiao Fan, blocking the fist that attacked like two meteors. Two powerful forces collided with each other. On the fighting platform, it seemed like a storm was coming, thunder rolling and strong wind was raging.
Chapter completed!
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