Chapter 339： Enter the semi-finals!

To be fair, Alva's strength is not as good as that of Ahhalo before, but he can enter the quarter-finals, how can he wait? In the previous battle with Yahalo, Muyang has reached the introductory stage of free artistic conception. After that, he continued to fight with Yahalo for two hours, gradually further tempering the free artistic conception. Now in the battle with Alva, Mu Yang Yang began to show a calm side.

Alva was full of strength every time he attacked. After all, he was one of the best in the East Galaxy, but when facing Mu Yang, everything became ineffective.

"Om!"

There was a distorted sight, a violent muffled sound accompanied by flashes knocked everyone's heart, Alva's fist brought a cold light.

Only when his attack fell in front of Mu Yang, Mu Yang's body was slightly twisted, and a silver-white wave of air blew his hair, Mu Yang had a smile on his face, and his palm went around Alva's fist, like a snake. Usually a scratch on his arm.

"Your strength is very close to that of an artificial person I know, but if it's just these, you are not my opponent."

"Fast speed..." Alva's face changed slightly, and his other hand quickly clenched, preparing to grab Mu Yang's body. However, Mu Yang's body naturally floated down, leaning over his body to avoid it, and at the same time lifted his palm lightly, and hit Alva with a fist.

"This dangerous feeling..."

Alva's pupils contracted, his heart beat wildly, and his lower body suddenly exerted force. A huge force was poured into the ground from his legs, and his body jumped back.

Wow!

The terrifying fist wind brushed Alva's body, causing several scratches to appear on his body. The clothes on his body seemed to be torn by the claws of a beast, shattering into strips of cloth.

The fist force crossed Alva and slammed into the distance, and the void broke apart. When it hit the full protective cover of the auditorium, it stirred up ripples in the space, which had not been restored for a long time.

Alva did not look back, but the cold sweat had already come down, "So strong, even the space is shaking!"

The audience sitting in the front row was also a little scared, some even fell on their seats and stood up awkwardly after a long while.

"Hi, the attack just now, if it weren't for the protective cover to block us, the powerful force would definitely tear us apart."

"What an amazing power!"

The heroic spirits of the heavenly kingdom all have the same physical body as before. After a strong attack, the physical body will also shatter. In severe cases, it will hurt the soul. Just like Muyang’s attack just now, if there is no energy around the martial arts platform to protect it, At least it will hurt a lot of soul.

At this time, everyone was sighing, either 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 hint of coolness had already risen behind his back.

Not an opponent.

Alva knew the result very clearly, but the dignity of the strong wouldn't make him easily concede defeat. With a hiss, Alva ripped off the damaged clothes on his chest, revealing the strong muscles inside.

"Even if it's not your opponent, I will go all out." Alva looked at Mu Yang seriously.

"I am also very satisfied to be able to fight against a strong man like you. This feeling of blood in my chest has not been seen for many years." Alva's strength is comparable to the original No. 17, the original. The level of Sharu is a bit worse than that of ribs rice and Uyamons, but it is also a figure at the top level.

"This is just right, I also need someone to help me hone my realm!"

Mu Yang smiled indifferently and looked at Alva seriously.

"Hahaha, tempering the realm... not bad, not bad!" Alva raised his head and laughed, his face suddenly stopped, and the energy in his body burst out like a tornado.

Depressive coercion struck everyone's hearts with a clicking sound, the stone slabs on the ground undulated and trembled, and the smaller stones floated. At the center of the energy package, Alva's figure began to turn dark red.

Mandatory ability to increase energy?

Mu Yang watched carefully, waiting for the other party's next move.

At this time, countless fists suddenly appeared and blasted out quickly, Alva vented his energy frantically. The invisible shadow of the fist and the biting wind filled his field of vision everywhere. Facing Alva's attack, Mu Yang's body began to move.

Happy, freehand, body moved by heart.

At this time, Mu Yang seemed to appreciate the state of Wes's calmness when facing everything, and every small movement of his body avoided Alva's storm-like attack.

The self-contained mood is the realm of detachment from the flesh. At this time, his consumption has been reduced to the extreme, and every time he moves, Muyang's body seems to move slowly, moisturizing his body. This is the magical effect of artistic conception, not only to improve the efficiency of combat, but also to reduce physical loss and damage.

Mu Yang was immersed in the silver-white energy flame, and his body was emitting a slight silver light. Although his free mood was only just getting started, he had already begun to feed back his body.

"How...how could it be possible that your energy didn't even decrease at all!"

After countless fists blasted out, Alva panted slightly away. Until he retreated more than a hundred meters, Alva gasped slightly, staring at Mu Yang with both eyes, surprised, sighed, and even more unbelievable.

It's like, not only did your attack not hurt the opponent, but as the opponent said, it was creating a cultivation environment for the opponent.

What a terrible opponent, Alva sighed secretly, his eyes looked in the direction of Calais, he is not an opponent, maybe even Calais is not his opponent.

"It seems that this time the Heavenly Martial Arts Association Dong Yinhe is going to lose." Thinking like this in his heart, his body didn't stop, Alva screamed, the energy light attached to the body surface suddenly rose, and then the muscles began to swell and breathe. Instantly rose to a point beyond imagination.

Huh, Alva stepped on the ground forcefully and ran, each time he stomped on deep footprints, too fancy attacks were no longer effective, so he attacked Mu Yang in the simplest and most brutal form.

There are no confusing movements, no fancy colors in Huli, everything is so simple, just rampage.

For Mu Yang, who has deepened his fighting skills into his bones, the simpler the action, the more difficult it is sometimes to deal with it. Because the opponent has given up defense and too much thinking, immersing all his mind on attack.

Alva's speed continued to increase. As he approached Mu Yang's body, the tip of his fist condensed the energy of his whole body, and the energy **** began to condense like a spreading plane, and with a scream, they came towards Mu Yang's chest.

Mu Yang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but secretly praise Alva's attack method. At this time, it seemed that it was too late to escape, so let's take Alva's attack head on.

With a bang, the energy ball exploded. At this moment, Alva used the power of the blast to press his arms towards Mu Yang.

Muyang put his hands on his chest, ho! The body sank suddenly, and both feet were directly inserted into the hard rock. With the infusion of huge force, the rock layer inside the Budotai was squeezed, and the twisting cracks were formed quickly. Fifty squares of broken zone.

"Your power makes me admire me, but if you want to defeat me, this power is not enough!" Mu Yang's mouth curled up, and his dark eyes suddenly looked at Alva Alva calmly pressed his face. The arms on Mu Yang's hands were slowly raised. Even if you don't talk about skills, Mu Yang's true strength is far above him, so if it's pure strength, Alva is not Mu Yang's opponent.

"ended!"

A quiet voice sounded, Mu Yang's body shook suddenly, and the silver-white energy washed away and the black hair kept rising. At the same time, he grabbed Alva's arm and threw it upwards forcefully. When Alva's figure became a small When there was a dark spot, Mu Yang rushed up quickly, appeared beside Alva in a teleport, then clasped his fists with both hands and smashed it down.

call out!

Alva fell rapidly in a diagonal line.

With a bang, a deep cave with no bottom was hit on the outside of the martial arts arena.

"Beep! Bei Yinhe No. 14 player Mu Yang won and entered the semifinals."

The semifinals are also known as the semifinals! Entering the semi-finals means that we are getting closer and closer to the final.

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