Super Seminary: Start by making up the three seafood generals!

Horrifying blue-purple lightning as thick as buckets destroyed everything around Zhao Xin.

"boom!"

Amid a huge roar of thunder, Zhao Xin moved.

In just a moment, Zhao Xin, holding a spear, came behind Wang Dadong. Looking at Wang Dadong who had not yet reacted, a purple light flashed in Zhao Xin's eyes.

"The world is in panic, but you know that the alarm bells are ringing in the thunder!"

"boom!"

"Qiang!"

Zhao Xin's spear stabbed hard at Wang Dadong's back, but the expected sound of piercing the body did not appear, instead there was a sound of metal collision.

It turned out that at the critical moment, the frying pan-like weapon in Wang Dadong's hand miraculously moved by itself and blocked Zhao Xin's attack for Wang Dadong.

"what?"

Zhao Xin was shocked and paused his attack. Wang Dadong seized the opportunity, grabbed the dragon-patterned pan, and smashed it hard on Zhao Xin's vital points.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Xin was in shock and failed to react in time, so he took the blow.

"not good!"

A sharp pain attacked Zhao Xin's chest. He grimaced in pain and fell to the ground in a mess, flying backwards for more than a hundred meters.

“Great!”

In the smoke, Zhao Xin stood up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and wiped the corner of his mouth with his palm.

"Thank you for the compliment." Wang Dadong said, holding up the dragon-patterned griddle.

"If that's the case, we can't leave any spare energy!" Zhao Xin sighed.

The figure holding the spear slowly squatted down, and the lightning that was originally surging on his arm quickly disappeared into his body.

The next moment, the terrifying roar of thunder, accompanied by Zhao Xin's heartbeat, resounded rhythmically on the fighting arena.

This extremely terrifying momentum made Wang Dadong's expression instantly serious.

"He's worthy of being a semi-finalist. He's much stronger than the ones I met before!" Wang Dadong said excitedly.

The combat power index outside the body skyrocketed again, and in just a moment, it reached a terrifying point.

"boom!!"

As the two men's auras were completely released, for a moment, cracks appeared in the center of the confrontation between the two men's auras on the fighting stage.

"So...so terrifying." In the Super God Universe, a third-generation god looked at the sky in disbelief.

The clash of momentum between the two was far beyond the endurance limit of this third-generation god. Looking at the broken fighting arena between the two, this third-generation god had no doubt that if he appeared on the fighting arena at this time, his end would not be good.

"Two monsters!"

In Demon No. 1, Thordon opened his mouth in shock. "Is Baozi so powerful now?"

"Oh my god, I don't dare to eat it anymore."

In the Melo Heaven, Angel Yan looked at this scene with a complicated expression.

On the throne beside her, Kesa remained silent, with a hint of indifference flashing across her face.

Kesha, who had experienced the deification, didn't like the scene of children fighting. In the previous battles, Kesha mostly focused on the fight between Ye Lingyun and Piccolo.

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In the field, Zhao Xin and Wang Dadong's momentum continued to collide and gradually reached its peak.

Then the two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and their figures flashed quickly on the field at the same time.

"Bang!" "Boom!" "Bang!"... The horrible collision sound, carrying a large energy storm, rose up in the area.

"Enjoyed!"

"Come again!"

The sound of punches hitting flesh, coupled with the shouting of the two teenagers, made the two commentators' blood boil.

"This is definitely a passionate contest. Every collision between the two players seems to ignite the air. Their sweat splashes in the air, reflecting the light of tenacity and hard work. This is not just a simple duel, but also a display of persistence in the pursuit of dreams!"

"I think this might be the meaning of the existence of the world's number one martial arts conference!" said cannon fodder B.

Passerby A was also holding the microphone and speaking passionately. "The two contestants tried their best, but in this cruel competition, one of them had to fail. But I believe that this is just a joke of fate, adding some twists and turns to their life journey."

With the introduction of two referees on the left and right.

The battle on the field is gradually coming to an end.

"boom!!"

Accompanied by a loud thunder, Zhao Xin, holding a spear, suddenly pierced through Wang Dadong and finally stopped not far behind Wang Dadong.

There was a big hole in Wang Dadong's chest, blood was coming out of his mouth, he struggled to stand up, and asked:

"What's the name of this move?"

"Ninth Heaven, no enemy is left unkilled, no enemy is left unkilled, Thirteen Guns, Blue Skyline!"

Zhao Xin stretched out his spear forward and slowly raised his head.

Behind him, Wang Dadong fell down with a loud bang.

"Let us congratulate player Zhao Xin for advancing to the finals!"

"Two contestants for the finals of this World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament have been announced. They are contestant Piccolo from the First Division and contestant Zhao Xin from the Seventh Division. Let us congratulate them!"

Amid the passionate voice of Passerby A, the sky curtain slowly closed.

However, with Zhao Xin's victory, the storm in the Super God Universe has just begun.

Devil No. 1, Liang Bing looked at the sky that had darkened, and used the small clock to call up Zhao Xin's data from different periods of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament.

Looking at Zhao Xin's data from different periods, a hint of surprise flashed across Liang Bing's eyes.

"This bitch's strength is increasing so fast... Damn, she must be cheating!"

A Tai, who was standing by, heard Liang Bing's exclamation, turned around and looked at the data. Looking at the numbers that kept rising one after another, A Tai opened his mouth in shock.

"Such rapid growth, if this continues, could Zhao Xin really defeat Piccolo?"

"Impossible, if it's just this it's far from enough." Liang Bing shook her head in denial.

Kesha, who was far away in Melo Heaven, also denied Yan's idea at this time.

"Pickle is not that easy to deal with. It will take a miracle for Zhao Xin to defeat him!"

On Earth, in the Heroes Alliance, Rose and the Rose from the parallel world stood on a tall building.

Looking at the busy traffic downstairs, a hint of loneliness flashed across the eyes of Rose in the parallel world. "I used to have a home like this too."

"You should know that I don't know how to comfort people." Qiangwei said coldly.

"Of course, to some extent, I am you." Rose from the parallel world nodded.

"What do you think about the next game?" Qiangwei asked.

"Sit and watch." Rose from the parallel world said playfully.

Qiangwei's face darkened. "I'm asking for your opinion."

"Haha... objectively speaking, of course Piccolo will win. It will take a miracle for Xin Zhao to win," said Rose from the parallel world.

Qiangwei frowned. "Is the gap really that big?"

"Believe me, it's bigger than you think. If Zhao Xin wants to defeat Piccolo, his strength needs to be improved by at least three more stages."

"Isn't there any chance?"

"That's not necessarily true." Rose in the parallel world raised her eyebrows, looked towards the sky, and sighed.

“People who believe in miracles are as remarkable as the miracles themselves.”