For the remaining two, there is no need to scroll on the big screen, and the basic information of the two of them directly appears on the big screen.

Looking at the huge gap between the two information, everyone has no hope for Wang Xiaofei.

Only Wang Xiaofei knew that this battle was destined by the heavens.

He looked up and down at Baili Xuanfeng on the opposite side. He was dressed in beige monk robes, which looked very much like a real Shaolin disciple. In addition, the red marks on the center of his eyebrows gave him an extra sense of Zen.

And Baili Xuanfeng clasped his hands together, also observing Wang Xiaofei.

He studied art with Baili Tuming since he was a child. He awakened his abilities four years ago, and he can barely be regarded as the first generation of aliens.

The most important thing is that he is very young, only 20 years old this year, and his future is boundless.

Today, what he has to do is to completely defeat the stranger in front of him.

Not only to prevent the Alien Base from getting extraterrestrial iron, but more importantly, to avenge his father.

"I heard that you are the best employee at the Yiren Base in North Central Province. Meng Jiaolong thinks highly of you?"

Baili Xuanfeng opened his mouth slowly.

Although Wang Xiaofei's cultivation base is the dual-element black iron seven stars, but facing Wang Xiaofei, he has a feeling that he can't see through.

This kind of feeling has never been experienced by Mizuki who just ended the game quickly.

"I'm just a vendor, thanks for the love. Everyone in the base is excellent."

Wang Xiaofei was very calm from the beginning to the end.

"Very good, I think you should be a good opponent. But unfortunately, you are facing me, and you will bear the grudge against the Baili family."

As Baili Xuanfeng said, he grabbed the air with his right hand, an invisible suction force came out from his palm, and there was a buzzing sound of metal tremors, and a heavy bronze-colored devil-subduing shovel flew into his hand from below the stage.

The demon-subduing shovel is very similar to the crescent-moon shovel of the Drifting Monk in Journey to the West. It weighs three thousand catties visually, with sharp ends, and the entire demon-subduing shovel is extremely heavy.

With Baili Xuanfeng combined with the ascending magic shovel, it looks more like a monk, with the aura that I have in the world with a shovel in hand.

Wang Xiaofei's expression was still as indifferent as before, and the words he said had a sense of inscrutability, "Buddhism pays attention to a law of cause and effect, some things are destined, and they must not be avoided."

Baili Xuanfeng's heart trembled slightly, and he always felt that Wang Xiaofei seemed to have a God's perspective of standing high in the sky and looking down on all living beings, which made him, who had been doing mind cultivation all the time, a little confused.

"Okay, then let me try your true strength."

Baili Xuanfeng tightened his right hand holding the demon-subduing shovel, and a huge star force came out of his body majesticly.

With himself as the center, an invisible circular air wave was set off, directly blowing the clothes of the onlookers flying.

Then, he took a big step, gripped the demon-subduing shovel tightly, took a few vertical steps, and swept the demon-subduing shovel towards Wang Xiaofei in his hand.

Wang Xiaofei didn't panic, turned on his mental power to the maximum, and dodged directly with an iron bridge.

Baili Xuanfeng picked up the demon-subduing shovel in his hand, and Wang Xiaofei dodged again with a sideways flip.

For several moves in a row, Wang Xiaofei seemed to be in a dangerous situation, but he always avoided Baili Xuanfeng's attack under dangerous and dangerous situations, which made people applaud.

"Sure enough, he has extraordinary spiritual power, and his perception ability is so sharp."

Among the lively people, there are knowledgeable praises.

"Not only is the perception sharp, but the movements are also clean and agile." Another person nodded and commented.

"However, the level difference is too high, and it's not a problem to always blindly dodge passively."

Someone smacked their lips.

"Meng Dong, is it really okay to bet on this little guy?"

Xing Aohu, who was sitting in the first row of seats, couldn't help but look at Meng Jiaolong and said.

Meng Jiaolong looked serious, "Wang Xiaofei is our last hope."

The purpose of Wang Xiaofei's operation is to test the strength of Baili Xuanfeng.

After some detection, he was also secretly startled.

The strength of this Baili Xuanfeng really lived up to its reputation.

It's just a simple move, once hit, he will be hit hard immediately.

The next moment, he stopped dodging, clenched his right hand tightly, star power poured out from his fist, and swung his fist straight at Baili Xuanfeng.

A giant fist shadow on the fist roared towards Baili Xuanfeng with a terrifying sound.

Baili Xuanfeng blocked it with the demon-subduing shovel in his hand, making a crisp bang.

His body shook slightly.

"It's supernatural boxing, yes, since you are boxing, then I won't hide my clumsiness, crouching tiger Luohan boxing."

Baili Xuanfeng threw away the demon-subduing shovel in his hand, and formed a fist with both hands, and the star power surged on the fist.

Immediately, a monstrous aura rushed straight out of his body, and above his head, a huge phantom of a fierce tiger unexpectedly appeared, which was somewhat similar to the tiger's shadow condensed by Xing Aohu's blood.

"This Baili Xuanfeng has cultivated Fuhu Arhat Fist to the point of star power transformation, it's incredible."

Even if he was the opponent, Xing Aohu, who was watching the battle, was amazed.

Meng Jiaolong's red lips were tightly pursed, and the expression on her face became more serious.

Mizuki and other elites in the alien base also changed their faces.

Baili Tuming, on the other hand, had a sneer on his face and an expression of victory.

On the stage, Baili Xuanfeng rushed forward, swinging his fists to attack Wang Xiaofei.

Wang Xiaofei fought with handsome punches.

Two pairs of fists surging with star power, you come and go, fighting together.

Baili Xuanfeng's Subduing Tiger Arhat Fist opened wide and closed, extremely fierce, coupled with his leapfrog star power level, soon suppressed Wang Xiaofei's handsome fist.

However, Wang Xiaofei did not show any signs of panic.

With a shake of both fists, a ball of raging fire rose out of the fists and merged with the star power to form a handsome fist with fire attributes.

With one punch, the scorching flame multiplied its power, and Baili Xuanfeng's Subduing Tiger Arhat Fist was also temporarily suppressed.

"His supernatural boxing technique can actually increase the fire attribute, it's too powerful!"

"Sure enough, they are the elites selected from the alien base. It's not easy!"

Hearing the compliments from the people around, Meng Jiaolong's faces relaxed slightly.

"Wang Xiaofei, you are very good, but if you only have these methods, it still won't work."

Baili Xuanfeng was suppressed for the time being, but he didn't panic either, instead it aroused his fighting spirit even more, "Do you know what kind of person can truly display the power of Fuhu Arhat Fist?"

Wang Xiaofei distanced himself from Baili Xuanfeng, adjusted his breath slightly, and answered honestly: "I don't know."

"It's the avatar of Arhat! You can be proud of me using the avatar of Arhat to perform the Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist."

The corners of Baili Xuanfeng's mouth slightly lifted, and he clasped his hands together. Accompanied by a tiger's howl, the red mark in the middle of his brow actually exuded a coquettish light, and the phantom of the giant tiger hanging above his head became more solid.

And he himself, as if he had really transformed into an arhat, with star power covering his whole body.

"So strong!"

Such a thought popped up in everyone's mind at the same time.

The star power level of Baili Xuanfeng has undergone a qualitative change at this moment, and it has temporarily been raised to the realm of quasi-bronze one-star.

And the next moment, his figure flickered, and he was already in front of Wang Xiaofei, and he punched him without fancy.

"not good!"

Meng Jiaolong, Xing Aohu, and Shuimu stood up from their seats in shock, and even Leng Luo, who was severely injured beside her, clenched her fists tightly, her heart in her throat.

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