My Clone is Really Strong Enough To Explode

It is still the 18th ring.

At this time, there are not many players who still retain the original ring.

Tiju Clone stood on the ring, and the long wait made him a little lazy.

"Huh!"

A blue figure appeared on the stage.

The Tijutsu avatar raised his drooping eyelids, and when he saw that it was a blue shirt, he became interested, and adjusted his loose standing posture instantly: "State player? It's interesting!"

"Jing Ziping!" The visitor had grim eyes and reported his name directly.

"Zhao Huazhi!" Tishu Clone raised his hand to signal.

Jing Ziping holds knives in both hands, his legs are differentiated, and a dantian eight-layer aura emerges from him: "I know you have a strong defense, but that also depends on who your opponent is! In the prefecture, I am known as the king of knives! And no Coincidentally, a few days ago, I successfully broke through to the complete sword energy, and even grasped the profound meaning of the flow!"

Having said this, his face is full of confidence: "You absolutely can't take my knife!"

The sharp, solid blade air is all over the blade, flowing to form a larger blade, and the sword is smashed with both hands!

"Guanyue Sword Feilaifeng!"

The shadow of a big mountain appeared!

With heavy pressure, he fell towards the body skill clone!

A sharp sword air followed!

The ring that can withstand the full attack of the ninth level of the ordinary pubic realm has been pressed into a deep gully!

"Bell and whistle!" The Physical Skill Clone hummed softly.

Ignoring the fall of the mountain completely, my right hand stretched out, my index finger clasped my thumb, and popped out!

"Boom!" A strong air current burst from the fingertips of the physical avatar!

Like a powerful cannonball, it shredded the mountain in an instant, and then collided with the sword qi with undiminished power!

"collapse!"

Even the sword energy that contained the profound meaning of the flow, under the impact of such a violent air current, it could not last for a few seconds, and it was annihilated after only a small part of it was consumed!

"call out!"

The reduced airflow continues to shoot towards Jing Ziping!

"Impossible!" Jing Ziping was shocked when he saw this.

The air flow comes in a blink of an eye!

"Guanyue Sword·Strong Wall!"

Barely erected a barrier in front of him before he was hit, and the airflow had arrived!

"Boom-click!"

After the huge roar, there was a crisp cracking sound!

With the airflow as the center, the cobweb-like cracks crawled over the barrier!

"Snapped!"

The barrier bursts! The ground under your feet is full of gravel!

"Tata!" A figure flashed out from one side, but who was it if it wasn't Jing Ziping?

"Cough!" He coughed violently and staggered to his feet. He raised his head and looked at the body avatar with seven points of horror in his eyes.

"How is this possible! Just a single finger can be so powerful!"

"You are too weak!" The answer to him was an indifferent look from the body skill clone.

"I..." Jing Ziping wanted to ask something more, but seeing that the index finger of the physical avatar had the intention of curling again, he immediately chose to leave wisely!

Outside the venue, the audience was boiling over!

"How can Zhao Huazhi be so strong! Before Jing Ziping broke through, he was in the top ten in the state, and he was defeated so easily!" The local audience in the state government questioned.

"The king of the battlefield! Or the king of martial arts! It's weird if you are not strong!" Someone retorted.

"Have you seen the conventions of previous years? The previous battle kings have never been as strong as him! It's like..." This person did not think of a word for a long time.

"It's like a father hitting a son!" The people beside him couldn't wait any longer, added.

"Yes, exactly!"

...

On the VIP table, bigwigs from all cities gathered together.

Compared to the audience, they were not too surprised.

"This is the student you are talking about, Lao Ning!" A certain city person pointed to Zhao Huazhi and asked affirmatively.

"Yes!" Ning Tian nodded.

"I have to say that the defense and strength of this physical training are indeed extraordinary!" Another big man showed his appreciation.

"I'm starting to look forward to the results of the negotiations above..."

"Tsk tusk! The realm is not low, our state has no suspense at this conference! It is estimated that even if the whole country can find a rival to him, it will be difficult!"

...

In the next few rounds, the physique clone was still very easy to win. Most opponents wisely choose to admit defeat and save their strength against the next opponent.

In addition to relaxing the body art clone, he is also observing the battle situation of other people.

In the twelfth round, Si Wenyu's winning streak was terminated. After all, it was dragged down by the realm. Even the perfect level of sword energy could not beat the indiscriminate bombing of his opponents on the seventh floor of Dantian!

In the thirteenth round, Wang Yuan met Liu Yifan, the first of Dakong City! Was easily defeated!

In the fourteenth round, Shuang Taihe, Zang Xing, and Feng Jing also encountered top players from each city and lost!

On the contrary, it was Hao Lianli, who was very lucky. It was not until the seventeenth round that he hit the first place in the inner island city. After a fierce battle, he was defeated!

Eighteenth round! It was also the last round of the points match, and the physique clone finally ran into a somewhat heavier opponent!

The number one in Feixuan City, one layer of qi, Gu Yixian!

Standing on the newly restored No. 18 arena, the physical avatar looked at the opponent with the highest realm in front of him.

As the name suggests, Gu Yixian wears a pale yellow dress with long hair fluttering, his fair face is flawless, and his soft face has a pair of firm eyes.

"Make friends, my name is Zhao Huazhi!" Tishu clone smiled for the first time.

"...Okay, okay! I'm Gu Yixian!" The sudden friend-making application made Gu Yixian's show face a trace of consternation. After hesitating, he stumbled in response.

"Can you start?" The Physical Skill Clone narrowed his smile and asked seriously.

"Wh, what? Oh! It's time to start!" Gu Yixian was taken aback, and then quickly drew out his sword.

"Please!" The physical avatar asked her to move first.

After Gu Yixian entered the battle state, his face became straight, his right hand held the sword forward, his left hand was placed on the spine of the sword, and he swiped backward!

"Xiazhi Poem·Weaving Feather!"

Gorgeous rays of sunlight spill from its sword, and the interlaced rays of sunlight are woven into colorful feathers. Encased in the perfect sword aura, supported by the three profound meanings of condensed currents, the air is cut through the air silently and towards the body arts. The clone comes galloping!

On the ground that Zhiyu flew over, thin cracks continued to surface! So sharp!

"It's so beautiful!" Under the magnificent glow of the sun, the physical skill clone exclaimed.

Before the feather pierced the body, hit the right fist!

"Zhengquan!"

"burst!"

The air wave is empty!

With this punch, all the air in front became irritable, and quickly condensed into a ball in front of the right fist of the body avatar, and rushed towards Feiyu frantically!

A vacuum zone behind is instantly formed!

A huge pulling force swept around from the vacuum, a large piece of rubble was sucked in, and the ground of the ring was broken ~ www.readwn.com~ Only the body avatar did not move, still maintaining the right fist in front of the posture!

At the same time, this air mass came between the flying feathers!

"Boom" burst!

"Hey!"

The sound of blasting and tearing one after another!

The flying feather composed of energy is much stronger than the previous phantom. Under such violent explosion and pulling, it can still maintain its established shape, change its direction, and stab it on the ring like a feather coat!

"Xiazhi Poem·Yu Sanhua!" As if expected, or the change should be like this, Gu Yixian took a step forward and cut down with a sword!

It seems to have injected vitality into all the flying feathers.

The feathers are floating in the air, centered on the feather shaft, rotating counterclockwise at high speed!

"欻! 欻! 欻!"

The feathers spinning at high speed in the sky left an afterimage in the eyes of everyone watching the battle, and swayed towards the body skill clone as if slowly falling down!

And in the eyes of the body avatar, these feathers are shooting at supersonic speed!

The muscles of the body's arms exerted a slight force, and instantly pushed forward two palms: "Palm breaks the air!"

A far stronger air wave appeared than the last time!

Like a tsunami, a large arena is set off, dumping towards Feiyu!

"Puff! Puff!"

The spiraling Feiyu quickly plunged into it, and gradually slowed down under the obstruction of heavy air waves, and was finally led to Gu Yixian together!

Seeing this, Gu Yixian bit her silver teeth, and was about to use her sword to resist again!

Tishu clone appeared behind her!

"If you continue to fight, you will be injured!"

He took her shoulders and threw it off the ring!

Turn around and slap a palm to slap the monstrous air waves!

Stand proudly in the middle of a messy ring!

Points match, 18 points, a complete victory!