Fantasy: After three years of pregnancy, a Saiyan was born

"Bang bang bang~"

Li Haoran and Lin Yuan kept attacking.

Both of them are extremely fast, constantly shifting around the ring, which is completely invisible to the naked eye.

"Bang!"

After another violent collision, the two separated at the same time.

"Good!"

"Yes, he can actually tie with Li Haoran!"

"Hey, who says it isn't? Look at Li Haoran's forehead, it is already covered with fine sweat! "

Li Haoran's attacks became more and more fierce, while Lin Yuan was always calm and calm, without the slightest decline.

"How the hell did this kid do that? -！ "

Li Haoran's heart was beating wildly and he was shocked.

He is a martial artist with innate true qi, and every punch and kick contains great power.

Ordinary innate martial artists would definitely not be able to resist, and they might even be injured by him if they were not careful.

Lin Yuan didn't seem to have suffered any damage, and he caught it easily and casually.

"No, we must fight quickly!"

Li Haoran's face changed.

Suddenly change strategy.

He abruptly converged his offensive and wrapped his arms around him.

"Flying Star Fist."

Li Haoran drank lowly, and a surging True Qi gushed out, poured into his arms, and with terrifying coercion, rushed towards Lin Yuan.

"Hehe, good to go!"

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Li Haoran used the Flying Star Fist.

This set of exercises is a martial art of the lower grade of the Xuan level, and once it is performed, its strength instantly doubles, and its power is huge and extremely lethal.

Of course, its flaws are also obvious: once it is cast, it needs to consume a huge amount of innate true qi, and it cannot fight again in a short time.

Therefore, Li Haoran has been hiding and not performing, because he is afraid that he will not be able to fight again later.

Now seeing Lin Yuan's performance, he completely gave up his intention to preserve his strength.

Woohoohoo!!

The wind is fierce, like a knife cut.

"Just in time."

"Triple Realm King Fist."

Lin Yuan was excited, and his blood was boiling.

Bang!

A domineering and fierce momentum burst out and broke through the sky.

In an instant, Lin Yuan's whole person changed.

His aura suddenly increased several times.

Red aura surrounds the body.

A palpitating wave spread in all directions.

"What a terrifying coercion!"

"Oh my God! I felt like my soul was frozen! "

In the audience, everyone only felt cold.

That feeling makes people's hearts tremble.

"Bang bang!"

Lin Yuan threw his fist three times in a row.

Each of these three fists carried a fierce and fierce power, like a sharp blade slashing towards the attacking fist.

"Click, click..."

The air was torn apart, and there was a shrill sound.

Li Haoran's fist and Lin Yuan fought hard, and they were shattered one after another.

In an instant, the entire ring seemed to be trembling a few times.

Oooohh

Li Haoran was shocked back more than ten steps.

"What?!"

"Li Haoran lost?!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at the ring in shock.

"Ahem~~"

Li Haoran covered his chest and coughed repeatedly, blood gushed out along his fingers, dripping down the ring.

"I lost."

He smiled bitterly and shook his head sadly.

"Accepted."

Lin Yuan withdrew his fist and arched his hand at Li Haoran.

"I lost, willing to gamble and lose."

Li Haoran sighed and turned to leave.

He knew in his heart that this was definitely the closest gap between him and Lin Yuan's strength.

In the future, the gap between the two will only get bigger.

Originally, he still swore that he could crush his peers, but he never thought that he would lose to Lin Yuan, a three-year-old child.

Alas!

After Li Haoran left, everyone gradually recovered from the shock just now.

They looked at the ring and sighed.

"I'll be obedient."

"The three-year-old actually beat Li Haoran, who had already entered the innate stage."

"This kid is also too against the sky, right?"

"It is worthy of being the son of Zhenbeihou."

The audience was full of discussion, and the eyes looking at Lin Yuan were full of envy and awe.

"That's awesome!"

Su Yuxuan opened her mouth wide, and her beautiful big eyes rippled.

She knew that Lin Yuan was very powerful, but she never expected that he was so powerful.

It is simply bizarre to defeat a congenital warrior at the age of three.

Innate martial artists are already high-level martial artists in Daqian.

A three-year-old child who was able to defeat it was absolutely miraculous.

The other side of the ring.

"Whew! Finally won. "

Qin Wenlong wiped the dust off his face, breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

"This group of guys is worthy of being the elite of the academy, and their strength is really strong!"

Although the confrontation just now was extremely dangerous, Qin Wenlong was the son of the Duke of the Kingdom after all, even if he had average talent, he had a deep background.

For today's assessment, his father didn't put much thought into it.

Heavenly materials and earth treasures are even more vigorous.

A few days ago, he was also a first-class martial artist who barely reached the first class.

Although the improvement is too fast, it is very empty.

The robes worn on his body are all treasures made of thousand-year-old demon animal skins, which are tough and wear-resistant.

It is extremely defensive, but it is a Xuan-grade armor.

It also has a strong rebound effect.

Just now, if it weren't for this treasure, he wouldn't have been able to stick to it until now.

However, although he won, he was also very embarrassed, his clothes were torn, and he was covered in dirt and blood.

It was by virtue of strong exercises that he won in the end.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Lin?"

"Huh?"

Qin Wenlong was stunned.

In the ring, only Lin Yuan was left.

What about his opponents?

Just when Qin Wenlong was puzzled, in the distance, there was another change in Lin Yuan's ring.

"How is it possible!!"

"He, he's actually coming!"

Everyone gasped in unison.

They stared wide-eyed.

I saw that opposite Lin Yuan stood a young man in a black power suit.

The eyebrows reveal indifference, and the eyes are sharp, like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

"It's him?!!"

"Why is he here?"

Someone exclaimed.

"That guy is the number one master of our academy, Ouyang Jian, known as the Sword God, and the trainee closest to the grandmaster in the entire academy!"

"Lin Yuan is finished."

"He's a late congenital!"

The so-called sword god is the signboard of the entire school.

His strength was only one step away from entering the Grandmaster, which was much stronger than Lin Yuan's first innate entry.

Lin Yuan is still three years old anyway.

And Ouyang Jian is already seventeen or eight years old, and he has already stepped into the late innate stage half a year ago.

This battle, there is no suspense at all.

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, silently mourning for Lin Yuan.

The sword god is the idol of all male trainees and the object of worship of all girls.

In their opinion, Lin Yuan will definitely lose.

Lin Yuan didn't seem to hear the words around him, he raised his head, quietly stared at the sword god on the opposite side, and asked, "You want to fight me?" "

His expression was calm and calm, without the slightest sense of urgency, but like a leisurely stroll, showing his calmness.

"That's right!"

Ouyang Jian nodded in reply, his eyes burning.

Staring at Lin Yuan's figure.

He could see that Lin Yuan was indeed only three years old.

But he didn't think Lin Yuan was just an ordinary child.

On the contrary, it is an extremely dangerous enemy.

Especially the red arrogance that Lin Yuan showed just now made him even more vigilant.

"Hey, hey!! Ouyang Jian, do you still want to face? Bullying my brother because I'm old, right? "

"You really don't want Bi Lian!!"

"If I let my brother grow up for a few years, just you? What's the point? "

"You want to fight, fight me, bully my brother Xiao what skill?"

Qin Wenlong pointed at Ouyang Jian's nose and cursed.

Ouyang Jianming is bullying the small with the big, and he is simply shameless.

"You are not my opponent."

Ouyang Jian frowned.

"You fart!!"

Qin Wenlong was furious.

"The son of my grandfather, I haven't met anyone who can't be beaten."

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you!"

He rolled up his sleeves and jumped up.

"You..."

Ouyang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, and after a moment of silence, he made a decision: "Since that's the case, then I will fulfill you, lest you be unconvinced." "

Made!

What a fight!!

Hey, I just said playing, are you really here?

Ouyang Jian really wanted to challenge himself?

Qin Wenlong was dumbfounded.

He's just talking.

Who knows, this guy really has to do it. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

What to do now?

He doesn't think he can beat the other side, even if he tries his best, it is far from it.

But this was his only chance to befriend Lin Yuan.

He was reluctant to back down.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, Lin Yuan's voice suddenly came from the ring.

"Brother Qin, you go down, I can solve it myself."

"Huh?!"

Qin Wenlong was stunned.

What does Lin Yuan mean by this?

Could it be that Lin Yuan really wanted to fight him?

"Brother Lin, you..."

Qin Wenlong was about to ask the reason.

"Don't worry, he's not my opponent."

Lin Yuan patted him on the shoulder and showed a bright smile.

“...... All right!! "

Qin Wenlong was full of doubts, but still chose to believe Lin Yuan.

In the end, the two sides are only fighting, at most they will be injured and will not die.

What's more, Lin Yuan's actions had already proved that he was not afraid of Ouyang Jian.

Although he didn't understand how Lin Yuan, who was only three years old, dared to be so upright, he still chose to believe it.

Can only believe.

As a result, there were only two people left in the ring.

The first person in the academy had to fight against the emerging Lin Yuan, and the discussion of everyone in the audience became hot.

"Lin Yuan is also too arrogant to put Ouyang Jian in his eyes."

"Hehe, this time Ouyang Jian will definitely give him a good look, see how he fights!"

"What kind of character is Ouyang Jian? How can ordinary innate martial artists compare? "

"Hard!!"

Everyone talked about it.

Attention is also focused on the center of the battle between the two.

For a while, even the battle on dozens of other rings around them stopped, and all eyes of the audience were focused on the ring between Ouyang Jian and Lin Yuan.

These trainees were very clear that Lin Yuan was by no means idle, and they were happy to see Lin Yuan's strength with their own eyes.

At the same time, they also wanted to see what kind of courage a three-year-old child had to be so arrogant and dare not put the first person in the academy in his eyes.

"Gongzi..."

Su Yuxuan looked at the ring worriedly.

She didn't want Lin Yuan to have an accident.

"Don't worry, even if Yuan'er is not an opponent, it will not be dangerous." Bai Zhenglin comforted.

"It's just an academy competition, at most a little injury, it doesn't matter."

And he also wanted to see what kind of strength the ancient physique had.

Su Yuxuan's heart still mentioned the throat eye.

Ouyang Jian's strength was extraordinary, and he was only one step away from entering the grandmaster.

Lin Yuan and Ouyang Jian in the ring stood at one end of the ring, looking at each other.

"I admit that you are very powerful, but I still want to ask for a lesson today." Ouyang Jian looked at Lin Yuan and said word by word.

When Lin Yuan heard this, he chuckled.

"Then try it."

"Lin Yuan, are you ready?"

Ouyang Jian held the sword and asked coldly.

"Hmm."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly, his expression still indifferent.

"Then you're welcome."

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Jian took the lead in attacking.

"Swoosh !!"

His toes tapped the ground, and the whole person turned into a sharp sword and shot towards Lin Yuan.

Ouyang Jian's speed was fast.

In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to Lin Yuan.

"Whoops!"

The sword danced, and a cold breath gushed out.

"Frost Sword Technique—Cold Ice Crack!"

Ouyang Jian drank low, and the sword cut out three sharp sword rays, and the sword rays fanned out, blocking all the space around Lin Yuan's body.

Yellow-grade upper-grade martial arts, cold and ice cracked.

Everyone's pupils shrank.

It is worthy of being the first person in the college.

With a casual move, it is a yellow-level high-grade martial art.

This kind of strength is enough to be proud of the entire young generation of Daqian.

However, in the face of Ouyang Jian's fierce sword momentum, Lin Yuan did not panic at all.

"Fivefold Realm King Fist!"

Facing the attacking sword mang, Lin Yuan did not dodge or dodge, and swung his fist towards the sword mang.

"Ding-ding-ding!!"

Sparks splashed.

The sword radiance that Ouyang Jian cut was resisted hard by him with his fist, and it was not damaged in the slightest.

This situation caused countless people to exclaim.

"I lean on, what kind of monster is Lin Yuan, he actually blocked the Yellow Order Sword Art with his bare hands!"

"It seems that the strength of his physical body is very terrifying, and he does not feel pain at all."

"This guy's physical strength is to the extent of perversion!!"

The crowd was stunned.

Ouyang Jian was also stunned.

This sword also exerted eight or nine successful powers, but it didn't even cut off the opponent's fur?!

Are you kidding!!

His face was solemn, and a wave of jealousy rose in his heart.

He put away his contempt and said with a serious expression: "Lin Yuan, you are very good, it is worth me to use more strength." "

As soon as his words fell, thick True Qi rushed out from his body, covering his entire right arm.

Bang!!!

True Qi rioted, rolling and boiling like a tidal wave.

Fine arcs of electricity appeared in his palm.

Ouyang Jian let out a low roar.

"Thunder-breaking!"

Xuanjian lower grade exercise, thunder breaking style.

"Boom~"

A bucket-thick lightning bolt struck.

"Hah!!"

Lin Yuan raised his head to the sky and roared, and his arms suddenly raised.

"Break it for me!"

Thundered~~~

The thunder slashed into his arm, but it was instantly disintegrated and disappeared.

This made the crowd even more horrified.

He actually used his arms to directly resist the attack of lightning.

"Is this guy made of steel? That's scary, right? "

Ouyang Jian frowned, and a thick feeling of bad rose in his heart.

It seems that it is about to move seriously.

Swish~~~

The next moment, Ouyang Jian rushed in again, and the sword stabbed over.

This blow is powerful.

It seems that you can pierce mountains and rivers.

However, Lin Yuan's face was always calm and did not have any waves.

"Eightfold Realm King Fist!"

When his sword blade approached, Lin Yuan suddenly raised his leg and kicked out.

Boom!!!

Lin Yuan's heel stepped on Ouyang Jian's sword fiercely.

"Click!!"

The sword in Ouyang Jian's hand broke into three pieces.

"How is that possible?"

Ouyang Jian's eyes were round, completely sluggish.

His sword was actually broken by Lin Yuan's bare hands, and his own tiger's mouth was also shattered.

What kind of power is this?

Ouyang Jian was completely stunned.

However, before he could react, Lin Yuan deceived him again.

Bang!!!

Lin Yuan kicked Ouyang Jian's chest again.

"Poof!!"

Ouyang Jian vomited blood in his mouth and flew upside down.

Bang bang bang!!

Lin Yuan kept chasing Ouyang Jian to fight.

Every punch carries a million pounds of power.

Ouyang Jian was only passively beaten.

"Groove, is this still human? Shouldn't it be a humanoid monster turned into a monster? "

"Nima, this is also too fierce!"

Everyone looked at the battle on the stage, and they couldn't help but burst into foul language, especially the audience under the ring, they were all stunned and stunned.

Lin Yuan chased Ouyang Jian all the way and fought violently, and the scene was extremely tragic.

The boys and girls watching under the ring have long been stunned.

Ouyang Jian's clothes had long been stained red with blood, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Enough!"

Ouyang Jian roared.

Unwilling to be defeated under Lin Yuan, he cast hole cards, held a sword, and cast a peerless school.

"Star Slashing Sword Technique - Sweeping a Thousand Armies!"

Xuan-level high-grade martial arts, slashing star sword duel.

"Be careful!"

Ouyang Jian's figure disappeared in place.

He turned into an afterimage and instantly appeared in front of Lin Yuan.

Then a sword fell.

This sword was fast to the extreme, like a silver lightning.

Clang!!!

"Tenfold Realm King Fist Ten!"