Chapter Two Thousand and Three Is Another Move

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"You defeated Tan Gong in one move? How is this possible? Even if Tan Gong is a chore, there is no reason why he can't stop your one move. What move did you use? Did it cost a lot of money? Big move?" Han Qianjue asked like a cannonball.

In Han Qianjue's view, Xia Ming can only use a big move to kill Tan Gong with one blow, but this big move can't be released anytime. After all, they have to compete next. The next game will be very heavy.

"Ha ha!"

Xia Ming smiled and didn't explain anything. Seeing this, Han Qianjue shook his head slightly, but Han Qianjue felt that the eyes around him were a little strange.

Because he noticed that all the eyes around him seemed to be looking at Xia Ming, and the eyes looking at Xia Ming were even more jealous and worshipped!

"what 's wrong?"

This kind of weird look made Han Qianjue look slightly puzzled. This kind of look is really strange.

"Boom..."

The next moment, a figure suddenly flew down from the arena. After Han Qianjue and the two saw this figure, they were both slightly taken aback. Immediately, Xia Ming smiled and nodded.

This person is that Wang Qingdong.

Wang Qingdong also easily defeated his opponent! The opponent is almost powerless to fight back! However, this pale face looked a little sick and awkward.

In the following, other results also came out, but in this one, as many as 100 people were eliminated.

However, some people also have the possibility of being beaten and seriously injured. This serious injury is almost difficult to break through the acquired realm within three years.

Because of your serious injury, it is possible for you to rest for a year and a half. This handyman disciple will only last for three years. It can be said that the time is very urgent!

This is also the reason why many people are reluctant to participate in this kind of competition. Instead of competing for this yellow list, it is better to be stable. Of course, if one can earn it on the yellow list, those benefits will be enough to make up for these deficits.

Despite this, there are still many proud sons of the heavens who follow them.

With the end of the first round, many people bowed their heads and left the martial arts stage with blushing faces. However, a group of girls looked at the victorious teenagers who were still standing not far away, and looked at them with blushing faces.

Some are bold and even wave their hands.

"brush……"

At this moment, a figure suddenly passed by, this figure was suddenly Wang Moxi, and Wang Moxi's figure was floating in the void.

"Foot on the void."

Xia Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at this figure with a little excitement, stepping on the void, obviously, this person in front of him has surpassed the innate.

When will he be able to step on the void, at that time, his strength will increase several times.

Wang Moxi glanced at the people present indifferently. Among these disciples, some people were unable to fight anymore, so they could only be eliminated. This is cruel!

Because only when the top ten talents are selected, the game will end.

Only in this way, these top ten people are the real pride of heaven.

"very good!"

Wang Moxi Gujing's unwavering voice rippled out, and the sound was just right, reaching everyone's ears.

"You are all very good. The second round of the competition will also be decided by lottery. I hope you will have good luck." Wang Moxi glanced at the people present, waved his sleeves, and there were countless The numbers came flying, and the speed was extremely fast. Wang Qingdong, Han Qianjue, and others stretched out their hands to grab the number. They slowly stretched out their hands, but a number came into view.

code.

When Xia Ming saw the number, it was running towards him as fast as lightning. Xia Ming waved it, and a number fell into his hands.

As the number fell into his hands, Xia Ming fixed his eyes and saw that there was actually an eighth number written on it, which made Xia Ming a little surprised, but he didn't expect that he would grab an eighth number.

At this moment, Wang Moxi said again: "If you get the number now, you can find the corresponding martial arts platform. Let's start now."

brush!

Wang Moxi jumped, and he landed steadily on the main seat not far away, his eyes were flat, and he didn't seem to be mixed with any emotion.

"Xia Ming, what's your number?" Han Qianjue couldn't help but walked over and asked in a low voice.

Xia Ming smiled and said, "Number eight, how about you?"

"I'm number 30." Han Qianjue said helplessly.

"Not bad." Xia Ming smiled.

"It's good, but I don't know who the opponent is this time." Han Qianjue said.

"Um!"

Xia Ming nodded slightly.

"Okay Xia Ming, hurry up and go to the game. It's better to end the battle as soon as possible, or to rest and recover."

After speaking, Han Qianjue left here. At this time, Xia Ming looked at Wang Qingdong again, shook his head slightly, did not speak, and moved his body, and he landed firmly on the No. 8 performance platform.

With the arrival of Xia Ming, another figure jumped up. After Xia Ming saw the figure clearly, Xia Ming was a little surprised, because Xia Ming found out that it was a girl.

This girl looks cute in a green radish dress, with fair muscles

The skin, like warm jade, is very flattering.

Xia Ming glanced at the little girl quietly, but when she saw the little girl looked at Xia Ming pitifully, she said in a milky voice, "Brother, don't you beat others, okay?"

When Xia Ming saw this, he laughed dumbly. To pretend to be pitiful, this little girl is far worse than his sister-in-law. His sister-in-law, Chen Yuhan, is the real natural pretender, especially when she pretends to be pitiful. To be able to kill a group of people is simply not worth their lives.

It's like being born.

Coupled with such a coquettish act, it is a vicious murderer, and it is estimated that he will be soft-hearted.

"I'm sorry, are you going down by yourself, or will I take you down?" Xia Ming smiled lightly, but was not fooled by the cuteness of the little girl.

If you are attracted by such a little girl, then Xia Ming is not Xia Ming.

Seeing Xia Ming's appearance, the girl was a little annoyed, this stinky guy, doesn't he know how to pity Xiangxiyu at all? It's abominable.

The little girl is a little dissatisfied! But Xia Ming is terrible. She has seen it before. Xia Ming's strength is very strong. If she is, she will definitely not be Xia Ming's opponent. Do not eat this set.

Really hateful.

"Hmph, I don't believe that I can't beat you. Look at this girl's palm." As soon as the voice fell, a ripple appeared on the little girl's jade hand, and then she slapped Xia Ming fiercely.

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