"Look, Senior Silver King smiled at that young man!"

"Is he a genius from the sect outside the domain? He can actually make the golden body power nod at him."

The warriors witnessed Madara and the old man Mai looking at each other, and all showed envious expressions. The young man who could enter the golden body and powerful magic eyes would definitely not be ordinary in the future.

"Did this guy pretend to be too much? Do you want to fight with the Silver King when you look at that look?"

Ren Dongsheng was a little excited. Madara was the man he recognized. He hoped that Madara's ending would be to be trampled under his feet, rather than being blown to death by the golden-body power.

Xiao Cheng frowned even more: "Is this kid the only one who is the leader in the ranks?"

Xiao Ling beside him was sometimes infatuated and sometimes worried. Xiao Cheng's eyelids twitched. If that kid really got a quota, should he send the lady in? He always felt that something would happen...

The Silver King smiled.

"This boy is very good!"

The middle-aged people behind him nodded, and they also felt that it was already good to have such cultivation and courage at Yi Ban's age.

Madara retracted her gaze. The old man in Mai was absolutely malicious and wanted to deal with his martial will, which was simply killing people.

However, he could not do anything except expel the other party from his own world of consciousness.

The difference in strength between the two is too big. Maybe the other party can kill him with just one look. Now, he has made the old man in Mai again depressed, and the two have formed a bond.

Madara didn't know how the old man Mai would retaliate against him. At this stage, he could only take one step at a time and do his best to improve himself.

Madara turned around and faced tens of thousands of warriors. He hugged his chest with his hands, letting his long hair fly, his cold eyes looked down on all sides without any fear.

Seeing this, some young people who were determined to get a quota could not bear it anymore and wanted to go on stage to educate this arrogant boy. However, they were afraid of the rule of winning hundreds of games in a row, so they were undecided and hesitant.

The truly top extraterritorial geniuses are as stable as Mount Tai. They are determined to win the quota. This reckless boy can just try the waters for them. Besides, the other two arenas are still empty, so there is no need to worry.

In this way, the scene was quiet and weird for a while.

Madara stood there for more than a hundred breaths and directly won more than a dozen games.

Warriors, look at me, look at you, and they all want to wait for others to try it first.

Until Madara's winning numbers reached twenty, a white figure soared into the sky and fell on the ring in a few breaths, facing Madara.

He is about twenty years old, dressed in an ordinary dress, and was extremely clean in white clothes. He was a young man who looked very ordinary.

He didn't say anything, but just looked at the spot without expression.

"It seems that you have gained some memory." Madara smiled contemptuously.

"Yes, since I decided to leave the Chu Palace, I will not be the same as before." The young man in white said in a deep voice.

"It's a pity that you are just an ant who has grown a little bit. When you come to me again, you are still so vulnerable." Mada shook his head.

He still had some impression of this young man in white, and he had a similar persistence to Onoki.

Zhang Yue's fists couldn't help but clenched a little.

"Can't you tell it? I'm no longer the same as before, and I'm no longer the Zhang Yue who can only cut off a few of your hair."

Madara sneered: "Hahaha, interesting! You did cut off a few of my hair, which is really good. You can use it as your proud capital.

OK, show your new skills and let me see what you have made."

Zhang Yue was not as angry as before. He already understood that strength is the capital of arrogance. The boy in front of him was really strong and qualified to be so arrogant.

Once upon a time, my dignity and pride were all used to be peddled with my strong strength.

Once upon a time, he was hit in the abdomen by the boy's knee. The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and soul is still vivid in my mind.

Unexpectedly, he actually met Madara again so soon. He had already broken through to the realm of spiritual body and spirit gods, and finally he could get back everything he had lost.

Zhang Yue did not test it, and he had already experienced Ban's strength, so he started to get the best of his skills - Tiger and Lion Fist.

However, Zhang Yue knew that Ban had already suffered this trick and would not fall into the trap again.

He concentrated all his strength on his right fist, where the light of inspiration surged, the runes intertwined, and dangerous forces brewed in his fist.

"Ao!"

A huge lion's head emerged from it, and its body was more solid and realistic than what the spot once saw.

Suddenly, there was a squirming till the lion's neck. Zhang Yue increased the output of his spiritual power, and the thing he wanted to get out finally came out. It turned out to be a huge tiger's head.

"Oh? Is this still the trick?" Madara rubbed his eyes, as if he was a little sleepy.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yue's impetuous temperament that had finally disappeared almost broke out again.

"You! It's really a big deal!" Zhang Yue gritted his teeth.

He wiped his right fist to the ground, and the lion's head and tiger's head touched the floor. In an instant, the two beast's heads bit the floor to pieces.

The warriors in the audience looked slightly solemn. The young man in white was still somewhat powerful. The floor on the ring was easily crushed.

"Your fate will be like this floor."

"Is that so? I'm looking forward to your performance and hope to give me some surprises. After all, the group of native chickens and tile dogs in the audience don't even have the courage to go on stage. In comparison, you are still good."

Zhang Yue felt his chest was stuffy. He didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. He let his right fist drag the floor, then suddenly accelerated and rushed straight towards the spot. The lion and tiger had left long scratches on the floor with their heads.

"I want to smash the nightmare in my heart!" He shouted loudly.

The corners of Ban's mouth rose slightly, and no matter how violent the ants struggled, they could never change the fact that they were ants.

He decided to completely shatter the will of this young man and see what would happen to him. Should he continue to pursue martial arts persistently, or leave in a disheartened and lonely manner.

The Ban also had his right fist, and he gathered densely in the heart of the fist, with some mysterious runes loomingly lingering on it.

"Woo! Woo!"

A black wind blew up from his fist, and a faint whine came from a vague sound, as if it had shattered the arrow of heaven's punishment. As soon as this magical power came out, it made the ubiquitous great road of heaven and earth cry out.

Zhang Yue's fist moved forward, trying to break the nightmare in his heart and prove himself.

The lion's head and the tiger's head exerted force together, and the combination of the two made it possible to improve the power of the magic.

In the end, the two fists collided.

The two beasts had their bloody mouths open, and they bit the spotted fists with fierce momentum, as if they were about to bite it.

However, the two were like hot magma and encountered a thin layer of ice. Under the fist of the spot, the two hideous beast heads melted directly.

Zhang Yue opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

The next moment, Ban's right fist turned into a palm, grabbed Zhang Yue's fist, and pulled it hard, making Zhang Yue pounce directly on Ban.

Then, one knee gradually enlarged in Zhang Yue's eyes.
Chapter completed!