He looks a little excited now.

Some time ago, because of this kind of thing, he was a little bit battered.

High-level warriors also went there to check, but they didn't find anything.

Instead, he was injured inexplicably.

Meng Zhengfang, an eighth-rank martial artist, cannot leave the city casually.

"fine."

Lin Luo shook his head slightly.

At this time, Meng Zhengfang's body was suspended in the air, and he was patrolling daily to see if there were any alien beasts or Zerg attacks.

After patrolling for a week, he happened to see Lin Luo below, and he frowned.

Last time, Lin Luo made him lose face.

Tangtang was at the eighth level, and he was about to push him down, but he didn't expect that Lin Luo would give him a blow.

Really, it's a bit frustrating.

bang bang bang-

Lin Luo, who was wandering around in the city at this time, heard a dull sound coming from the front.

Looking up, he saw a ring in the city.

There are some warriors on it, who are discussing and fighting.

"This is our arena. Warriors can usually compete and exchange experiences here."

Zhang Chaowei is not very busy now, he followed Lin Luo over here.

"Ah."

Lin Luo looked at this scene and nodded slightly.

"Chairman Lin, do you want to come up and play?"

One of the middle-aged men with strong muscles, holding his arms, was standing on the ring and hooked his fingers at Lin Luo.

This man just knocked a man who was sparring with him into the air.

Among the warriors around, no one dares to go up to compete.

"Left."

Looking at the middle-aged man's actions, Zhang Chaowei frowned suddenly.

This left man is a seventh-rank warrior here.

It has been a long time since he stepped into the seventh step, and his strength is also very good.

And the relationship with Meng Zheng is very good.

It was because of his good relationship with Meng Zhengfang that Zhang Chaowei felt a headache.

Could this Zuo Man be deliberately trying to trouble Lin Luo?

After all, Lin Luo gave Meng Zhengfang an embarrassment yesterday.

"Couldn't it be, wouldn't you dare?"

Zuo Man stared at Lin Luo, a little tit for tat.

Lin Luo narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Then try it."

In the next moment, Lin Luo also walked directly towards the ring.

Xiao Hei jumped off Lin Luo's shoulders, looked around with his eyes, and then climbed onto a surrounding pillar.

He glanced at the warriors around him, and then he seemed to feel a little boring, so he just lay down on the pillar and squinted his eyes slightly to rest.

The sunlight from the other world was not very strong, and it shone on Xiao Hei's body, making its black hair seem to be coated with a layer of golden yellow.

"The youngest 'cadre' in the history of the Martial Arts Alliance, I want to see how strong you are."

Zuo Mang looked at Lin Luo who was standing on the ring opposite him, and smiled immediately.

There are already many warriors around who have come to watch.

The arena here is generally used when the warriors here are fighting each other.

Moreover, it is a sparring without using weapons.

Zuo Man's strength is definitely recognized by them.

But Lin Luo is obviously a new face.

But when I heard about the 'cadres' of the Linluo Martial Artists Alliance, they all had playful looks in their eyes.

Such a young 'cadre' of the Martial Artists Alliance should not be able to defeat Zuo Man, right?

There was a good show.

Lin Luo stretched his muscles and bones, and then looked at Zuo Man who was opposite him.

Zuo Yun's dark skin and gnarled muscles really looked very strong.

"We can't use weapons in this arena."

Zuo Man looked at Lin Luo and smiled.

Among the warriors, there are quite a few who know Lin Luo.

Especially the Fangtian painting halberd used by Lin Luo, it is really special.

"Ah."

"There is still mental power, but it can't be used."

"bring it on."

Lin Luo hooked his fingers towards him.

There was no sign of nervousness or fear on his face.

Seeing Lin Luo's actions, Zuo Mo showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Although I heard that Lin Luo's mental strength is very strong, but his actual combat ability may not be known.

coming!

With a movement of his body, he rushed towards Lin Luo in an instant.

The waist and horse became one, and the fist hit Lin Luo directly.

The speed of this punch is very fast.

Looking at this scene, Lin Luo's pupils shrank slightly.

At this critical moment, his figure moved and he dodged in an instant.

boom--

Although this punch was in vain, Lin Luo could still hear a shock coming from his ears.

Although Zuo Man was a little surprised that Lin Luo dodged the punch, the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

The fist continued to hit Lin Luo like a storm.

Lin Luo's footsteps moved, and he walked in a maze, matching his body, as if it was unreal, and there was no way he could attack him.

Zuo Yan went from being surprised, to frowning, and now, a little annoyed.

He found that his stormy offensive couldn't attack Lin Luo at all!

The reaction speed is too fast!

The attack of a seventh-level warrior like myself was dodged by a sixth-level warrior.

"Are you just going to run away!"

Zuo Rong let out a low growl, and the strength of his body burst out in full force.

A more rapid punch broke out at this time.

【Broken Wind Fist】!

His punch was not only swift and fierce, but even more terrifying.

"Ha ha."

Seeing this scene, Lin Luo immediately sneered.

His current physical fitness, even the quality of a warrior of the seventh rank, cannot be compared!

The body did not dodge, the fist was clenched, and it was directly blasted out.

court death!

Seeing that Lin Luo didn't defend himself, he wanted to continue to confront him head-on!

boom -

The fists of the two collided, and at this moment, there was a huge and incomparable sound.

Lin Luo and Zuo Man all backed away at the same time.

Zuo Man stepped back and looked at his fist, which had already turned red.

"continue!"

Lin Luo laughed loudly, and continued to rush forward without waiting for Zuo Man to attack.

Although Fang Tian didn't use the halberd, Lin Luo's fists were also very strong!

For Lin Luo, the five-step boxing is very familiar.

The moment he rushed over, his fists rushed towards Zuo Rong's body like a storm.

bang bang bang-

After dodging a few times, Zuo Man realized that he had no way to dodge any more.

He could only block Lin Luo's attack with his own arm.

Lin Luo's fist hit his arm, and suddenly there were dull sounds.

Zuo Zhen could clearly feel the pain coming from his arm.

pain.

it hurts!

He wanted to fight back, but Lin Luo's offensive didn't give him any chance to fight back.

His body has been forced to the corner.

No, if this continues, he will be kicked out of the ring!

what! ! !

He let out a low growl in his heart, and all the energy in his body burst out.

The power of the true source transformed a large amount of airflow.

The power of true source that can be transformed into wind attribute!

He wanted to use this terrifying power at the same time to blow Lin Luo away!

"goodbye!"

There was a sneer at the corner of Lin Luo's mouth, and the fist of his right hand was thrown out!

How can it be!

The pupil in the left eye shrinks.

He found that the strong airflow that he burst out, coupled with the impact of the source force, could not push Lin Luo away.

And at this time, Lin Luo's fist had already struck!

boom -

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