Truth be told, Alva's strength is not as good as that of yahalo before, but can he enter the top eight competition, is he an idle man? In the previous battle with yahalo, Muyang has reached the initial stage of free mood, and then continued to fight with yahalo for two hours, gradually refining the free mood. Now Muyang is showing a calm side in the battle with Alva.
Alva is full of strength in every attack. After all, in the East galaxy, he is also one of the top two figures, but when facing Muyang, everything becomes invalid.
"Hum!"
There was a twist in the sight, a loud thud accompanied by a flash of light knocking on everyone's heart door, and Alva's fist brought a cold light.
Just at the moment when his attack fell to Muyang, Muyang's body was slightly twisted. A silver wave blew his hair. Muyang had a smile on his face, and his palm went around Alva's fist, like a snake on his arm.
"Your strength is very close to that of a man-made man I know, but if that's all, you're not my opponent."
"So fast..." Alva's face changed slightly, and his other hand clenched quickly, ready to grasp Muyang's body. However, Muyang's body naturally floats underground, leaning over the body to avoid the past, and at the same time, his hand is lifted lightly, and a fist strikes Alva.
"This sense of danger..."
Alva's pupils contract, his heart beats wildly, his lower body suddenly exerts force, and his huge force is poured into the ground from his legs, and his body jumps back.
Whoa!
The horrible fist wind wiped Alva's body and caused several scratches on his body. His clothes were like being scratched by the claws of the beast, which broke into strips of cloth.
The force of the fist blows far away from Alva, and the void collapses. When it hits the comprehensive protective cover of the audience, it stirs up space ripples, which have not been recovered for a long time.
Alva did not look back, but cold sweat has come down, "so strong, even space is shaking!"
The audience in the front row was also afraid. Some of them even fell on their seats and stood up awkwardly for a while.
"Hiss, the attack just now, if it wasn't for the shield to stop us, that powerful force would tear us apart."
"What an amazing power!"
All the heroes in the heaven have the same body before they are born. When they are attacked strongly, the body will break and the soul will be hurt. For example, the attack of Muyang just now, if there is no energy protection around wudaotai, at least a large part of the soul will be hurt.
At this time, everyone is sighing, or looking at the stage seriously, or looking up at the big screen in the sky.
Alva's face was cold at this time, and a trace of coolness had risen behind him.
Not an opponent.
Alva knows the result clearly, but the dignity of the strong won't make him admit defeat easily. With a hiss, Alva pulls off the damaged clothes on his chest, revealing the strong muscles inside.
"Even if it's not your opponent, I'll try my best." Alva looked at Muyang carefully.
"I'm also very satisfied to be able to fight with a strong person like you. This feeling of chest full of blood has not appeared for many years." Alva's strength is comparable to the man-made man-17 in the original work, that is, the level of the original form of saru. Although it is a little lower than that of sparerib rice and uyamons, it is also a real person at the top level.
"It's just right. I also need someone to help me hone my realm!"
Muyang smiled quietly and looked at Alva seriously.
"Hahaha, temper the realm Good good! " Alva raised his head and laughed. Suddenly, his face stopped. His energy burst out like a tornado.
The oppressive pressure knocks on everyone's heart. The sound is clicking. The stone on the ground is undulating and shaking. The smaller stone floats. At the center of the energy envelope, Alva's figure begins to turn dark red.
The ability to force energy?
Muyang watched carefully, waiting for the other side's next move.
At this time, countless fists suddenly appeared, and they burst out quickly. Alva frantically vented his energy. In the field of vision, there were invisible boxing shadows and sharp wind everywhere. Facing the attack of Alva, Muyang's body began to move.
Carefree, freehand and moving.
At this time, Muyang seems to appreciate Weiss's calm state in the face of everything. Every small movement of his body avoids the attack of Alva like a storm.
Free mood is a state of detachment from the body. At this time, his consumption has been reduced to the extreme, and every time he moves, Muyang's body seems to have a warm flow of slow movement, moistening the body. This is the wonderful use of artistic conception, not only to improve the efficiency of fighting, but also to reduce the loss and damage of the body.
Muyang is immersed in the silvery white energy flame, and his body emits a little silvery light. Although his free mood is just the beginning, it has begun to feed his body.
"Why How could it be that your energy hasn't decreased at all! "
After countless fists, Alva gasped for air and walked away. Until more than 100 meters away, Alva gasped a little, his eyes fixed on Muyang, surprised, sighed, and a little bit unbelievable.
It's as if your attack didn't hurt the other side. If it is as the other side said, it is to create a cultivation environment for the other side.
It's a terrible opponent. Alva sighed to himself. He looked in the direction of Carles. He was not an opponent. Maybe even Carles was not his opponent In my mind, the body didn't stop. Alva suddenly burst out to drink. The energy light attached to the body surface suddenly rose, then the muscles began to expand, and the breath suddenly rose to the unimaginable level.
Shua, Alva stepped on the ground and came running. Every time he stepped on the ground, he stamped deep footprints. Too fancy attack has no effect, so he attacked Muyang in the simplest and rough form.
There is no confusing action, there is no fancy color in the Hu Li, everything is so simple, it is a rampage.
For Muyang, whose fighting skills are deeply rooted in the marrow, the simpler the action is, sometimes it is more difficult to deal with it. Because the other side has given up the defense, gave up too much thinking, all thoughts are immersed in the attack.
Alva's speed continues to speed up. When he is close to Muyang's body, the tip of his fist gathers the whole body's energy. One by one, the energy balls begin to gather on the unfolding plane. With a Shua, he comes to Muyang's chest.
Muyang's pupils narrowed a little, and he couldn't help but praise Alva's attack method. It seems that it's too late to dodge at this time, so carry Alva's attack on the front.
With a bang, the energy ball exploded. Now Alva, with the help of the power of the explosion, pressed his arms towards the sun.
Muyang put his hands on his chest, Ho! The body sinks suddenly, and two feet are directly inserted into the hard rock. With the pouring of huge force, the rock layer inside wudaotai is squeezed, and the cracks are winding and zigzagging, forming a 50 square meter broken zone soon.
"I'm impressed by your strength, but it's not enough if you want to defeat me!" Muyang's mouth was raised, and his dark eyes suddenly looked at Alva.
Alva's face was calm, and his arm, which was pressed on Muyang's hands, was lifted slowly. Even if we forget the skill, Muyang's real strength is still far above him, so if we only compare the strength, Alva is not Muyang's opponent.
"It's over!"
When the sharp voice sounded, Muyang's body shook violently, and the silver white energy washed the black hair. At the same time, he grabbed Alva's arm and threw it up hard. When Alva's figure turned into a small black spot, Muyang rose quickly and appeared at Alva's side. Then he put his hands into fists and smashed it down hard.
Whew!
Alva showed a diagonal line falling rapidly.
With a loud roar, a deep cave was knocked out on the outside of the martial arts challenge arena.
"Di! Muyang, No. 14 player of North galaxy, won and entered the top four. "
The top four, also known as the semi-finals! Getting into the top four means getting closer to the final.