Feeling the remaining strength in his fist and the aura at that moment, Ning Tao was sure that Sikong Xin had broken through the ninth level. This guy's strength had improved.

It seems to be a trump card prepared to deal with him, but he still cannot escape death.

"Sixth...sixth level peak?"

Sikong Xin was even more dumbfounded than Ning Tao. When he fought with him half a year ago, he seemed to be only at the fourth level, right?

In such a short period of time, he thought that he could defeat Ning Tao openly after reaching the ninth level, but reality gave him a slap in the face.

I finally broke through the first level, but at this time, I broke through two levels in a row.

The gap in strength has not been widened.

Instead, it was pulled smaller again!

"This this……"

Sikong Xin felt the urge to curse at this moment.

"The sky is unfair..."

The two looked at each other and saw the cold light and murderous intent in each other's eyes. They snorted coldly and burst out in anger.

"Sikong Xin, the battle between you and me is inevitable. Come on, only one of you and I can get out alive today. No one can save you this time."

Ning Tao grabbed Bai Luo and sneered.

Hearing this, Sikong Xin also took out the sword in his hand, with a gloomy look on his face, and said ferociously: "Want to kill me? Just dream about it, you are the one who wants to die."

"Why? Why do you appear in this world? Since you appeared, my world has become a mess. I am the future overlord, in charge of the entire galaxy, and everyone must surrender to me."

"And you are just a crawling ant. Why? Why do you disobey me again and again?"

"You deserve to die, you really deserve to die. You ruined my good deeds over and over again, causing me to lose face and fall short of all my achievements. And that bitch, trash, Qu Miaomiao, Sikong Shou, and the ants together are a bunch of

.”

"It can never be...a true dragon!"

Sikong Xin roared, and the anger that had been accumulated for so many years completely burst out at this moment.

The sword light was so jagged that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Cut~"

However, Ning Tao's golden pupils appeared, and he could clearly see all the sword techniques. He could even see where the flaw was. With a move of his spear, he immediately switched from defense to offense.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

"Boom...Boom..."

In the electrician's flint room, the two men fought fiercely.

Ning Tao took action and sneered heartily: "You said I ruined your good deeds, why didn't you say it was you who blocked my way? You do whatever it takes for your own selfish interests, as if everyone must surrender to you."

"But I tell you, this is impossible. Even if there is such a person, it is definitely not you."

"Seven thousand times...the furnace of fighting spirit!"

"Taboo, against the sky!"

A shot piercing the sky is like piercing the sky.

The power of this shot was several times greater than during the war, and Sikong Xin's expression changed.

"Damn..."

"You are talking nonsense. I am the natural ruler. You, him, and everyone else must submit to me."

"Go to hell, trash!"

With a little kick, it split into two people.

However, the mere afterimage couldn't hide from Ning Tao's perspective. He shouted loudly and went straight to the real body.

"Stubborn!"

"Dangdang..."

Two strings of sparks flew up, and Sikong Xin's expression changed. What happened? Why was he seen through so many times?

Is it possible that Ning Tao also practiced glimmering? Isn't that right? Why can't I see his glimmering? Isn't it different?

"asshole……"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Sikong Xin knew that he had to fight hard, otherwise, he might die here.

His body shook, and a surge of domineering power emerged.

"Broken~"

As soon as Ning Tao rushed behind him, he saw Sikong Xin spinning on the spot, and wisps of light emerged from his fist, with the look of an overlord, penetrating through everything, and invincible.

"No, it's the Overlord's power, this move again," Ning Tao raised his eyebrows and his pupils gradually shrank.

"Boom boom boom..."

With one punch, half of the hall was shattered.

Everyone in the melee was frightened by the power of this attack, and they all stared blankly at the gap.

A ray of midday sun shone down.

Very dazzling.

"My dear, so... such terrible destructive power. Which galaxy does this person come from? Is he so cute? With such strength, why have I never heard of him? Is he a dark horse?"

"If this punch hits me, I'm afraid I will be disabled immediately," dozens of people around him exclaimed palely.

I was vaguely afraid of Sikong Xin.

Let's put it this way, among the students in the entire competition, someone made a rough division of strength.

Most of the first echelons come from super galaxies and high-grade galaxies, and their strength is around the Immortal Lord.

The second echelon is the half-step immortal kings, who are derived from some dark horses and talented masters, and are the mainstay.

The third echelon is mostly at the peak of the ninth level, or the ninth level, or has a combat power of this level, and is also the largest in number, and those after that are not worth mentioning.

Even though the differences between these three echelons are very close, there are only one or two small levels, but the strength is very different.

And Sikong Xin has already entered the third echelon. Even though he is the last one, he is among the top ones among everyone present.

The normal strength of the average contestant is around the sixth or seventh level, so Sikong Xin was quite shocked at this moment.

"Huhu..."

"Is it...successful?" Sikong Xin panted violently and murmured a little weakly.

However, when he carefully recalled the feeling of the hand just now, he seemed to have a feeling of being empty. His heart suddenly "thumped", his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shouted that it was not good.

"It's an afterimage!"

"Taboo, Li Huang Fist!"

There was a loud roar behind him and a dragon roar, which seemed to transport people to the era of wild mythology.

"Broken~"

As soon as Sikong Xin turned around, he saw a golden dragon rushing towards him at an incredible speed, like a train that couldn't stop.

"No, Overlord Divine Body!"

In the next second, the two collided with a bang.

"Rumble...Rumble..."

The terrifying impact knocked everyone around them off their feet, and they immediately retreated, their expressions changing in shock.

So strong, isn’t that person Ning Tao?

He is actually so powerful!

As a result of this earthquake, the other half of the hall was shattered, completely exposed to the golden sunlight, dust flew into the sky, and the black iron pieces still stood in place.

The battle ushered in a brief lull.

Under the gaze of everyone, Sikong Xin crossed his arms in front of his chest and moved back dozens of meters without moving. The power of this punch was completely blocked by him.

In the sight, he slowly stood up straight with an expressionless face, his body trembled, and he looked up to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Pfft..."

With a "plop" sound, he half-knelt on the ground again.

Sikong Xin's face turned pale, with big beads of sweat oozing out from his face. That punch almost knocked him out of his wits, and even the Overlord Divine Body couldn't withstand the punch.

How can it be?

At this time, Ning Tao walked out of the ruins with a pale face, wearing a layer of golden armor, but his right shoulder was shattered, but he was much better than he was half a year ago.

Half a year ago, it was necessary to lose both sides, but now, he has a clear upper hand.

"Sikong Xin, you lose!"

As soon as he said this, Sikong Xin's eyes turned blood red and he cursed loudly: "Fuck you, uncle, how could I lose? This is impossible, Ning Tao, go to hell."

While roaring, he turned over his hand and took out a gray sword.
Chapter completed!