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"May I ask, do you people in the barren sea really know martial arts? Isn't it a dance? A dance of dance?"

"Um..." Boss Fang's head was full of black lines, and he said, "About this issue... I don't know about others, but I... know a little bit."

"Hahahahaha!" The people around laughed even more happily, and Gabriel almost lost his voice from laughter, "Then you should take a good look at it, what is a real warrior, you can't get on the stage just by dancing. "

At this moment, in the Martial Arts Field, a thin and well-dressed warrior from Haotian Academy unexpectedly won a hand at this moment.

In the Haotian courtyard, there was a burst of cheers and applause.

The warriors of Haotian Academy are obviously not as good as the Western Extreme Region. Before that, they had lost several rounds in a row. Now they managed to win a round, and even Gu Tingyun's face looked better.

Gabriel's face turned dark immediately.

I saw Gabriel beckoning, and a tall, brown-haired young man wearing a heavy armor who looked like a brown bear walked up immediately.

"His name is Alva, and he is also a master of the younger generation in our clan." Gabriel did not use his crappy Lingzhou dialect this time, but spoke in Xiji dialect, "Alva, go down and try .”

While talking, I saw that Alva had already put on the mask.

Immediately, only an angry shout was heard, and a tall and strong figure jumped down from the stage. With a bang, the figure in heavy armor, holding a thick and thick long-bladed halberd with sharp edges, had already landed on the ground. In the middle of the Martial Arts Field.

Covered in thick armor, it looks like a sophisticated war machine. On the cold face armor, only an indifferent steel face can be seen, with faint cold light shining from the dark eye sockets. Even just taking a look at it can give people a feeling of suffocating coldness.

As for the warrior from the Haotian Academy, he saw the long sword retracted in his hand, and his long body bent like a full-stretched bow.

The aura of the whole person has also become different from before, and more importantly, everyone can feel that a huge amount of spiritual power from the surrounding world is converging on the sword towards him.

On the other side, the barbarian named Alva, with his legs slightly bent and his center of gravity lowered, looked like a leopard lying quietly in the grass, waiting for its prey.

This action of his immediately caused a burst of exclamation from around.

The monks and warriors of Haotian Academy couldn't help showing anger, but Gabriel showed arrogance on the other hand.

"What's wrong with them?" Boss Fang asked.

Hearing this, Gabriel's face immediately darkened: "You don't know?!"

But thinking about it, this kid doesn't look like a martial arts master, it's normal if he can't tell, so he could only patiently explain: "Don't you see that Alva doesn't plan to use martial arts at all?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a long howl, and a violent gust of wind suddenly blew up in the entire martial arts arena, and the long sword of the gray-clothed warrior turned into a dazzling white light and pierced out along with the gust of wind.

"White Rainbow!"

The cultivation of this grey-clothed warrior is about the sixth level of the Great Wuzong, but the power of this sword is extremely astonishing.

The sword is like a rainbow, wrapped in a raging wind, and when it breaks through the air, it has a thunderous roar. Wherever it passes, it is only the wind of the sword, which splits the earth and draws a deep line on the ground. The deep chasm, almost in the blink of an eye, has pierced the eyes.

But at this time, everyone saw that at this critical moment, the warrior named Alva made an astonishing move.

He stretched out his right hand and scratched hard on his chest!

The sword light and the storm came to an abrupt end!

All I saw was a sharp sword being pinched in the palm of an armored hand!

The tremors don't stop!

This scene shocked almost all the warriors present.

Immediately afterwards, I saw this warrior named Alva kicking heartily.

Immediately, he kicked the person fiercely and flew out.

Although the moves are simple, they are all honed between life and death, and they are handled just right.

Then he cast a provocative look towards the stage.

He said loudly: "Before, I seem to have heard... the warriors in the barren sea area are also very powerful."

As soon as he said these words, the West Pole Region burst into laughter.

"Has anyone come up to compete?"

There was silence on stage.

And Gabriel next to Fang Qi showed a proud face: "Alva is the elite of our Frost Dragon clan. Using the power that burst out in an instant, he once grabbed the Frost Dragon's ice spear (spell) with one hand."

Gabriel smiled and said: "The warrior who fought against Thea is probably their trump card, but it's a pity that they met Miss Thea."

Gabriel said with a smug face: "Miss Thea, how about our fighters from the Frost Dragon Clan?"

"Alva, I've heard of it." Thea's Lingzhou language was not up to standard, and she began to speak Westman language at this time, "He is a good fighter."

And at this time, I finally saw someone end up.

It was a man in a black suit with a big knife behind his back.

This figure, if it is familiar, is very familiar, because this man is probably one of the oldest players in the store - Liang Shi.

Since Counter-Strike won the ranking, money is no longer so tight, so this time I stopped by Lingzhou for a trip.

Liang Shi just stood there casually, like an ordinary person who knows nothing.

"Wu Zongjiuzhong?" Gabriel lost interest in seeing this warrior from the wild sea area, "I didn't expect the warrior from the wild sea area to be so overconfident."

You must know that the sixth level of the Great Wuzong was defeated!

This time, Thea also showed a little disappointment, and said in Xiji language: "I used to hold a glimmer of hope in the barren sea area, but now it seems that I was worrying too much."

"Boss, what is she talking about...?" Jiang Xiaoyue frowned. They talked about the crappy Lingzhou dialect and Xiji dialect, which made her dizzy and didn't understand a few words.

The few Xiji people next to them discussed a few more words, generally feeling that the other party could not understand, and they felt very tall.

"They're talking..."

Boss Fang didn't use the familiar Lingzhou language this time (similar to Fang Qi's language before traveling), but said: "too young, too simple (pattern Tucson broken)."

Several Western barbarians looked over in surprise.

"!!??"

Gabriel looked a little displeased, and shouted, "Alva."

Alva on the field indifferently raised a finger and shook it at Liang Shi.

Gabriel opened his mouth to Fang Qi who was next to him and said, "Do you think you warriors in the barren sea area can survive a move?"

"Eh..." Boss Fang was a little embarrassed, "This... maybe not."

"You are self-aware." Gabriel sneered.

But before he finished speaking, Boss Fang added another sentence: "After all, he may not even be able to make a single move."

"What did you say?!" The faces of all the warriors in the Western Extreme Region sank.

At the same time, several monks in the barren sea area were also talking about it.

"Old Liang is mainly watching "Fengyun", right? Where is "Fengyun" now?"

"I went to Nie Fengxue Shifang Wudi a while ago..."