A circle of black fluctuations appeared around the Tiangang men, and the fluctuations became increasingly large, and soon the entire competition venue was shrouded in the area except the place where the young people were.

The young people felt these fluctuations in confusion: "What is this?"

The fluctuations are getting more and more densely, and the body of the Tiangang man has become darker. If he doesn't look closely, he seems to be unable to see it.

The young man suddenly seemed to think of something, and looked in a daze and muttered to himself: "This is impossible, this is impossible!"

"kill!"

When the young man heard the beginning, he quickly vomited a piece of blood in panic. The surrounding space surrounded him like a red net.

"meaning!"

There are more and more nets, wrapping the young people layer by layer, and the blood is completely dispersed, drop by layer.

"Wave!"

The young man has stabilized his mind, but he is too arrogant, but it is not too late now.

"move!"

Rounds of black roulettes rolled onto the youth's network, and there was a huge impact sound in each round. The youth seemed to be a small boat in the waves, shaking with the impact of the waves.

"You must hold on, and you will win if you can hold on!" The young man thought silently, and couldn't help but feel regretful. If he wasn't careless, he would have prepared his skills early, so how could this situation be.

Qin Feng and others looked at the Tiangang man in horror. The boy with fist gloves even broke out: "Fuck, is this still an innate power? It's too terrifying!"

Qin Feng put himself in the scene of a young man, but now he can't stop it. At most three rounds, he will have to die. I hope that the Tiangang man will have a limit to using this, otherwise the first person will not have the chance to be with him.

Five rounds, six rounds!

There were only three layers left for the young man's net. He looked at the Tiangang man unwillingly. Seeing the black roulette that was still gathering, he was desperate.

In the seventh round, the black roulette seemed to be smaller, showing that the Tiangang men did not have much energy anymore.

The black roulette easily entered the red net, and the wheel was on the young man, bang, and finally exploded.

The young man died unwillingly.

Then the Tiangang tribe man was teleported out, innate level 6!

As soon as the Tiangang tribe came out, he sat cross-legged on the ground, ignoring everyone at all. The move just now had hurt him too much, and he could hardly suppress his injuries.

Then Qin Feng also chose a man of level 3 innate, and Qin Feng used a lot of energy to beat him to death. Qin Feng advanced to level 5 innate.

The man in the glove chose another one, won, and also advanced to the innate level 5.

Finally, there was a woman who used a weapon with a sword and successfully killed a strong man, innate level 5.

There are only four people left now. The woman with a sword, the innate level 5: a man with a fist, the innate level 5: Qin Feng, the innate level 5: a man with a Tiangang clan, the innate level 6!

“Please make a choice within 30 seconds!”

The man with fist gloves looked at Qin Feng and then looked at the woman. His expression was very entangled, and he didn't know who to choose? As for the man of the Tiangang tribe, he didn't dare to choose, and his level was one level different. He really had no confidence in defeating the Tiangang tribe.

In the end, the man in the boxing gloves chose Qin Feng because he saw that Qin Feng used the advantages of melee in the first two battles, and his advantages, like Qin Feng, were also melee.

What's more, he felt that if he had close combat, Qin Feng would suffer because he was closer.

The woman with a sword looked at the man's choice of boxing gloves very quietly, looking elegant, and matching her beautiful face, it was quite attractive.

"You are qualified to know my name. My name is Luo Xiang, remember it clearly!" The man in the boxing glove said to Qin Feng very seriously on the competition stage.

"My name is Qin Feng, you are so unfortunate!" Qin Feng will still know how to argue.

Luo Xiang chuckled and stopped talking, but moved his wrists. When it was time to start, he kicked his legs and flew out like a cheetah.

"Phantom Sword Dance!"

Luo Xiang saw Qin Feng's skill, and he was not afraid on his face. He punched in the center of the "Phantom Sword Dance". For him, fighting is that simple. If you fight, he just punches it.

If one punch is not enough, then two punches and three punches will always lead to a time to defeat the enemy.

Qin Feng also roughly knew Luo Xiang's fighting style. Both sides tried and with a "bang", both sides flew backwards.

"Interesting." After Luo Xiang and Qin Feng's Phantom Sword Dance were slammed, it was not that simple. There was a very strange sword intent that followed his fist gloves and wanted to enter his body. If it weren't for the last moment that he divided some of the fist intents to block it, he would probably have given Qin Feng an underworld.

Luo Xiang's fist was not simple either. He originally understood the artistic conception of destruction. This was one of the terrifying artistic conception and it was also the first time Qin Feng encountered it.

You can't let Luo Xiang's fist touch his body, otherwise you will definitely die.

After both sides' testing, both of them roughly understood the strengths and weaknesses of each other and began a fierce battle.

During the battle, Qin Feng truly understood the horror of Luo Xiang's enemy. Every punch was so powerful. If Qin Feng did not use the Phantom Sword Dance or Dugu Fifteen Sword, it would be difficult for him to directly block one punch at a time.

But if you keep using sword skills, it will consume too much for Qin Feng and Qin Feng will not be able to bear it.

In fact, Luo Xiang was not feeling well. Although every punch he looked simple, it was only used by him with a particularly powerful internal strength and destructive artistic conception, and he couldn't last long.

The two sides ended the melee process in the last match.

Luo Xiang was about to use his ultimate move. He grabbed the other with one hand, and his whole arm was bulging, and his arm became bigger, making it look even stronger.

Qin Feng gathered all his sword intent together, preparing to use the full-strength Phantom Sword Dance, hoping not to disappoint him.

Both sides released their ultimate moves. During the final collision, Qin Feng's sword slowly cracked into countless small pieces and dissipated in the air.

Luo Xiang's fist gloves slowly appeared in the center, and finally broke with a bang. The moment the meaning of destruction exploded, he directly injured himself. He looked at Qin Feng with a smile and said, "I hope I will meet you next time. You are the first person to break my fist gloves at the same level."

Then his body seemed to be swallowed and slowly dissipated.

Qin Feng looked at the place where Luo Xiang disappeared in a flash. He actually wanted to say: "This is the first time that his sword was broken into this way for people of the same level!"

Innate level 6, Qin Feng teleported it down like this.

At this moment, the man from Tiangang tribe opened his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that you could hold on until now!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!