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Chapter 207 One Hit Kill
The host above called out San Yue's name, and the muscular man smiled sideways towards San Yue's yin.

"Tch." Sanyue rolled his eyes at him, put down the snacks on his hands, and waved to everyone.

"Come on, March! Make sure you win for us!" Boss Chen Xi gritted his teeth.

He would rather win in March than severely suppress the arrogance of the opponent.

"Don't worry." Sanyue smiled slightly, to see if I didn't beat him to death.

I pressed a nine-figure crystal nucleus on myself.

"Don't worry, she has pressed so many crystal nuclei on her body, she must be very sure." Yan Shou knew Sanyue quite well, and she didn't have that much skill, so she didn't dare to do it.

He looked at Sanyue with a serious face, and said earnestly, "I must win, my wife is already overwhelmed, and if I lose, I can only eat worms this year."

"Sanyue, do you want Hongming to lend it to you?" Principle also looked at Sanyue seriously, without any hint of joking in his tone.

Hongming is equivalent to her half body, but the half body needs crystal cores to support, and she also put a large sum of crystal cores on Sanyue.

Hong Ming himself was willing to lend himself out.

"It's okay." Sanyue waved her hand, a small fire-type supernatural being engaged in such a big battle.

With the concerns of relatives and friends, March came to the stage with a smile.

The muscular man on the opposite side was more than 1.9 meters tall, more than a head taller than her.

Half of the audience in the arena supported March, and half supported Muscular Man, and the two sides almost fought.

"Lord Sanyue, don't worry, I will be gentle." The muscular man looked down at Sanyue with a teasing tone.

"I hope your neck can be as hard as your mouth." Sanyue threw down a light and cruel sentence, and walked to her seat.

The muscular man obviously didn't take it seriously, he didn't think March would be a threat.

"Are you going to whip me with your limp vine? I'm so scared." The muscular man hugged his shoulders and looked scared.

There was a lot of laughter in the hall, saying everything.

"So many words." Sanyue picked out her ears and looked at the referee, "Can we start?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Sanyue glanced at the dead old man in the audience, the rules announced just now did not say that killing people is not allowed.

On the stage, the sword has no eyes.

"In the seventh round of the challenge, the wood-type superpower Sanyue will face the fire-type superpower Tian Pengfei, and the match will officially begin."

Drum sticks hit hard.

"Oh--!!!!"

"Come on, kill her!!"

"Tear off her clothes, hahahahahaha!"

Tian Pengfei's whole body was covered in flames, and the temperature was so high that Sanyue could feel it even standing far away from him.

With a twist of her wrist, a long black knife appeared in Sanyue's hand. She raised the knife unhurriedly, and Tian Pengfei on the opposite side had already rushed over.

The cheers and encouragement in the hall became louder and louder, Tian Pengfei had a cruel smile on his face, what a pity for such a beautiful little girl.

They couldn't bear to look directly at Go, and covered their eyes.

What's wrong with playing, you play melee with March, you're courting death.

Create opportunities for her abruptly, silly.

"Go, you guys, aren't you?" Miao Miao's voice was a little choked up, she was very scared by their attitude.

Don't even dare to look at them, my God.

For a while, the atmosphere on their side was a little stagnant, which was quite strange.

It's not that they look down on Sanyue's strength, but that the opponent's strength is already on par with them, and they are restrained by the ability.

Today, it is destined to be ashamed.

"Gah?" Da Qiao looked at their dignified expressions strangely, what are you doing, you look like you're going to die.

"Look." Principle's voice pulled them back from their imagination, and then they saw an unbelievable scene.

March stood there very calmly, waiting for him to come up.

The flames approached, but not a single thread of her dress was consumed.

This is the spider silk garment produced by Ah Chun.

Since its strength is getting higher and higher, the spider silk also shows the characteristics of being invulnerable to water and fire.

"Ah Chi." Miao Miao didn't dare to look, and hid her head in Chi Bocai's embrace.

"Kill her, kill her!!"

"Go on!!"

"Run, March!!"

One after another, Sanyue is as stable as Mount Tai, and the other side also deliberately teases her, not wanting her to die so soon, delaying time.

Sanyue clenched Taotie's eyes with a strange light, the corners of her mouth raised, she looked back at the dead old man, and made a mouth shape.

The dead old man in the audience immediately felt something was wrong, and just wanted to stop it.

Sanyue raised her hand, tapped her toes lightly, and the long knife in her hand flashed coldly.

The people on the stage suddenly separated their bodies.

The fire light dimmed instantly, she turned her wrist, and the tip of the knife slapped the spherical object, which fell to the stage.

At Officer Niu's feet, the last expression of his life was still on his face.

"Oh, sir, the sword has no eyes, you will forgive me, a young man, after all, I have no experience at all."

Sanyue smiled and looked at the livid-faced old man in the audience, but there was no smile in his eyes, they were all cold.

Why, just allow you to kill me, if you don't like me, my sword has no eyes?
Tian Pengfei's blood sprayed out and splashed on her face. In the eyes of Chief Niu, she was as hateful as a devil.

He panted heavily, and after a while, he smiled, "You're right."

There was no sound in the hall, and no one thought that Sanyue could kill a third-order superhuman with a single blow.

Her strength has reached such a terrifying level.

"It's good that you can understand."

"Referee, it's time to judge." Sanyue glanced at the dumbfounded referee, and said lightly.

"Ah, ah! Yes, yes, March, March, the wood-type power user Sanyue wins!!"

Everyone woke up like a dream.

"Miss Sanyue is the most powerful user!!"

"March!!"

"Fuck, awesome!"

The cheers resounded through the sky, they didn't care who died, if it was March, they would have the same attitude.

For them, blood is the most powerful stimulant.

"March, March." Yan Shou stared at her blankly, as if he had never known her before.

Is she actually that strong?

"What are you doing?" Sanyue took the wet towel handed over by the pot, and wiped off the blood stains on her face.

"Did I offend you in the past?" He asked stupidly.

"No?" Sanyue thought for a while, even if there was, it was smoothed out under the effect of money.

"It's okay, okay." Yan Shou patted his chest, heaved a sigh of relief, and then approached him with a playful smile.

"You are so powerful, just like that, you killed me with a single blow!"

"It's just a coincidence." Sanyue waved her hand, and Qi Shang thoughtfully made a water polo for her to wash her face, "Thank you."

"Why are you so modest! It's obvious to all of us."

"Am I a humble person?" March asked rhetorically.

"Uh... no." Yan Shou thought for a while, then shook his head.

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