I have countless magic soldiers

Chapter 96 Fierce Battle

"Okay, then let's fight fairly. You seem to have won 17 consecutive victories, this is our No. [-] match. It seems that one of us will end the winning streak."

Zhou Xianbai said calmly.

Meng Haocheng smiled, "Yes, that's right, but the one who will end the winning streak is you, not me."

"Don't talk too much, or you will be slapped in the face like Liu Sha."

"Hahaha that's impossible. I have absolute confidence in my strength. Also, don't compare me to that mentally retarded trash."

The referee on the side said at this time, "Okay, both sides are ready, and the game officially begins."

With a crisp bell, the game officially kicked off.

Different from the last round of cheering and cheering, Meng Haocheng has always been the idol of many audiences with his strength and arrogance. At the same time, Meng Haocheng is also very handsome, tall and handsome, and his family is rich.

It can be said that he is truly tall, rich and handsome, so Meng Haocheng's voice is also very high.

Basically, the entire audience at the scene almost turned their attention to this battle.

Half of the people cheered for Meng Haocheng, and most of them were female viewers. There was no way, who could make him rich, handsome, and single? He could almost be regarded as the national husband of this era, and Chen Xingbai was more It gives people an unworldly feeling. He is so strong that he is even perverted, and he rarely interacts with other people.

The best relationship is nothing more than that, and they usually like to practice alone, so Chen Xingbai and Meng Haocheng's popularity among the audience is almost equal.

Meng Haocheng stepped on the ground with both feet, and an invisible aura rushed towards Zhou Xianbai. It was a steady aura with some domineering aura. With a wave of Meng Haocheng's arms, an invisible layer of transparent aura floated over Meng Haocheng. on the arms.

Although it is not a white mist like ordinary people, Meng Haocheng's arms are very strong.

Viewed from the side, there is a trace of wavy fluctuations in the air, which looks somewhat similar to the feeling of hot air rising.

Although Meng Haocheng's aura only weighed more than 200 kilograms, it exerted considerable pressure on Zhou Xianbai.

Zhou Xianbai didn't push it too hard, and filled his arms with a strong enough dark green aura as soon as he came up.

A sharp breath spread out.

Zhou Xianbai kept raising his strength to a level close to that of Meng Haocheng before stopping.

Zhou Xianbai's intuition told himself that if he only used two hundred kilograms of strength to fight this time, he would lose miserably.

Meng Haocheng grinned, "I guessed right, you really hid your strength, your strength should be more than just a first-class martial arts student, let me guess, are you a first-class martial arts student at the beginning level or a first-class martial arts student at the middle level?" step."

Zhou Xianbai blushed for a while, did he really get noticed by these powerful students?I am hiding my strength.

It's just that Meng Haocheng hasn't guessed his true strength yet.

I am not a first-class martial arts student, nor a first-class martial arts student, but a second-class martial arts student.

Anyway, I was already fighting No.5 of Class A, and the strongest was only Chen Xingbai, so I just had to fight seriously.

"Here we come." Meng Haocheng was not a long-winded person either, what Meng Haocheng said to Zhou Xianbai was equivalent to the sum of the times he talked to his classmates in a month.

Meng Haocheng turned into a shadow and rushed towards Zhou Xianbai.

Zhou Xianbai didn't dare to push him too hard, he got up and went to meet him.

The two fought together in the middle of the ring.

All the audience present turned their eyes to this terrace.

At this moment, the other battles were already dull. Even Chen Xingbai's battle was nothing more than crushing the weak with too great a gap in strength. How could such a fight between gods and gods be so good in the abuse game?

So for a while the focus of the audience was on this.

Meng Qianxun and Ma Xiaotian clenched their fists nervously. Ma Xiaotian was too focused on watching the game and put down the ice packs in her hands.

Meng Qianxun muttered to himself, "Xianbai, you must never lose, you must never lose."

Even the bigwigs at the guest table were the same, and even a few of them were quite nervous.

Although Meng Guotang's face was sinking like water at this moment, his heart beat suddenly a few beats faster. Even Meng Guotang didn't know why he was more nervous watching Zhou Xianbai's game than watching his own daughter's game.

"Boy, you must not lose."

Class C is the main one, and all the classes after Class C are cheering for Zhou Xianbai, while everyone in Class A and Class B and Meng Haocheng's fans are all cheering for Meng Haocheng.

Fans on both sides already have a clear trend.

The two people who were fighting on the field had completely blocked the movement around them. At this moment, they were fully focused on fighting each other.

After these more than 100 rounds of confrontation, Zhou Xianbai found that his combat experience was similar to that of Meng Haocheng. Basically, Meng Haocheng could defend half of the attacks, but could not defend the remaining half. Zhou Xianbai's clothes and face were a little embarrassed. He was punched hundreds of times by Meng Haocheng.

However, although Meng Haocheng's attack was fast, it was difficult for him to dodge and block, but with his defense power through the black scale armor, Meng Haocheng's current attack could not cause too much damage to him.

The attack on the body is innocuous, but the attack on the face is a bit uncomfortable.

But facing his own attack, Meng Haocheng was the same, and Meng Haocheng couldn't defend against half of his own attack.

It's just that Meng Haocheng didn't have the blessing of the black scale armor, and the injuries on his face and body were already swollen.

In the end, the two slammed each other violently, using the impact of the collision to pull away from their positions, looking for opportunities for the next round of attack.

Meng Haocheng was panting heavily, and he couldn't help covering his chest with his left hand. Meng Haocheng thought that he usually had rigorous defensive training, and Zhou Xianbai hitting him would not cause too much harm to him, but Meng Haocheng was wrong in his judgment. .

Zhou Xianbai's fist was not only fast, but also had a tricky angle and was extremely powerful.

When a part trained to withstand Zhou Xianbai for three laps, Meng Haocheng's defensive circle almost collapsed.

It was Meng Haocheng who was determined to fight, and he grinned from the beating. It really hurt.

It's just that Meng Haocheng is a cold person, and he can't show it on his face when he is in pain.

But the pain reached a certain level, and the facial muscles twitched unconsciously.

Meng Haocheng covered his heart with his left hand, just now Zhou Xianbai punched four times in a row at this point, and Meng Haocheng, who was in pain, wanted to swear.

But Meng Haocheng couldn't swear, so he could only endure the pain forcibly. Now that he had a short chance to adjust his breath, Meng Haocheng naturally wanted to rub it.

(End of this chapter)