"Hmph, Anjie, you really have a trick, but how long can you resist it?" On the ring, Alvin created a phantom with his speed, as if there were more than ten clones, leaping across and constantly wandering around the direction. Everyone's eyes could not keep up. No one knew which one was Alvin. It was like ten people attacking each other at the same time.

And Anjie is not bad either. Alvin is fast, so he can move quickly and quickly, leaving a afterimage in the air, as if he has three heads and six arms at once, and can handle any attack. Even if Alvin transforms into ten, he can't find a gap.

The two of them fought quickly and continued to accelerate. Aiwen's figure increased again, and they changed to twenty or thirty. His figure was everywhere on the ring, launching one after another, launching a series of fierce attacks at Anjie. Each figure launched a different move, a thunder heavy leg, fast and fierce, and a delicate palm, with a different kind of soft power. A sharp palm knife, full of killing. More than twenty Aiwen launched an attack together, how shocking it was.

Although An Jie's movements were not slow, and the palm shadows all over the sky formed a very strong defense line, passive defense, and long-term defense will lead to a loss. No matter how fast it is, there are dead corners in the defense line. Aiwen took the initiative to attack, and his figure was everywhere around, patiently looking for flaws.

In the end, the flaw behind Anjie was finally caught by Alvin. He repeatedly punched like thunder. Anjie felt that his body seemed to be about to be pierced. He immediately leaned forward, supported the ground with his hands, and kicked it up like a wild horse, which hit Alvin's waist with one kick.

Alvin was too excited to beat him, and he didn't expect An Jie to fight back. He suffered a lot when he was careless. The man took a few steps back and finally kicked the ground to stop the trend of retreat. The strong ring was also broken by his trampling.

"Okay, Anjie, you should be so decent, otherwise it would be meaningless to defeat you, but I still said the same thing. This time the winner will only be I, Alvin." After speaking, Alvin stepped on his horse, roared like a mountain and a river, and the fighting spirit left violently, and his momentum suddenly shocked everyone, because this is the power of the ninth level of the mortal level, and it is close to the holy level. At Alvin's age, he can actually reach this level.

Seeing Alvin's strong performance, An Jie's eyes sterned and took a deep breath, as if he was preparing for a hard fight. He was not reserved for fighting, and he released his fighting spirit with all his might and upgraded to level eight at one time. Although the progress was not small and worthy of amazing, his light was completely covered by Alvin.

On the platform, all the powerful figures of the Church of Light were amazing, especially Lei Ming frowned. He never thought that Alvin could be so powerful, at the peak of level nine, and even he did not have this strength. That does not mean that Alvin is the strongest in the Church of Light, except for the Pope and the Holy Angel Alia.

Alvin's strong performance has attracted many people to change their minds and want Aegrin to congratulate him in advance and congratulate him on having such an outstanding son.

Aglin greeted everyone with a smile. His son became a talent and he also benefited from being a father. But the problem is that he was also puzzled. Although Alvin's strength was not so exaggerated a few days ago, why he had become a different person today, he had to doubt whether someone was secretly guiding him.

The pope looked at it lightly, with a deep smile on his lips, and asked the Saint Caitlin beside him, "If it were you, can you beat any of them."

Caitlin smiled and said, "In another year, I'm sure that one person will defeat both of them at the same time."

Upon hearing this, the Pope nodded, with his wise and unfathomable eyes quietly looking at the two young people confronting each other on the ring, one full of youthful frivolity, the other vigorous and unwilling to give in to each other, and the next is the battle between dragons and tigers.

"An Jie, the next thing is not that simple, be careful." As he spoke, Alvin moved, just took a light step, but in an instant he and An Jie were closer. Before the other party could react, he punched him behind him.

"How could this be? What speed is this? It's very slow, why did it come to me in an instant?" An Jie was knocked back ten steps, but he did not stop his leg. But the problem was that Alvin took another step, slowly raised his leg, and slowly landed. Then he magically appeared behind An Jie and punched again.

"Is it a space jump? No, I don't feel the space fluctuation." Two consecutive attacks were inexplicably hit. An Jie was injured very much, with bloodshot at the corner of his mouth and his face became ugly. Until now, he still couldn't grasp how Alvin was walking.

"Fast? His pace is obviously very slow." An Jie tried hard to look at Alvin's pace, but slowly raised his legs and slowly landed his foot. Then he appeared beside him and hit his face with the third punch.

The huge impact force made An Jie fly out, and the pain made him even more illusion. He seemed to have his whole face bent, his ears were tinnitus, and he couldn't even keep his consciousness awake.

"Damn it, is there really no way?" An Jie tried hard to pat his head, trying to calm himself down. Seeing Alvin lifting his legs again, the person became tense as he watched him tense up.

"You can't wait to die, you must take the initiative." A belief reached An Jie's mind, and the man immediately ran out, waving his fists and feet to storm and attacked violently. His extremely fierce fists were full of explosive power.

"Do you want to stop me from starting? Anjie, you are so naive." Alvin just shook his body lightly and then, as if he had no weight, floating around in Anjie's fist, avoiding extremely smoothly.

Seeing that he hit a punch, An Jie frowned. He didn't want to waste his energy and immediately stopped the boxing. However, he also made a mistake, and revealed his flaws when he stopped the move.

"An Jie, is it really disappointing for me that you have only such skills? Then it's better to end it soon." After speaking, Alvin suddenly let out his strength, and one punch and one palm drives the strong wind to sweep like a rushing river. He rushed towards him, one palm after another, one punch after another, and one punch after another, thousands of stacks fell on An Jie's body. The offensive was violent, and he beat An Jie to no resistance. He kept regressing, and was about to be forced out of the ring.

With the strength of Aiwenfan's ninth-level peak, there is no suspense to defeat An Jie, but no one expected that the situation would fall one way or the other. As long as Alvin slaps another, An Jie will fly out of the ring and the winner will be decided.

"Okay, Alvin, work harder and beat him out of the ring." Aglin was so excited that he saw it. He was proud of having such an outstanding son for the first time and couldn't help but shout out.

Lei Ming, who was standing by, felt uncomfortable and cursed: "An Jie, what's wrong with you? Haven't eaten enough for breakfast? Have you forgotten all these years of hard practice?"

The roar of thunder was like a heart-strengthening injection into An Jie's heart, and two terrifying light flashed in his eyes. As Alvin's fist strength grew older, the level nine power suddenly activated, and his fists faced him, and he hit him with one punch and one palm.

"Oh no, this guy has reached level 9." Alvin found out that it was too late. He had been fighting too fast before, which resulted in insufficient momentum. After the bombing, he was immediately knocked back and his arms were also dislocated.

Even if I can't move my hands, I can't use it as much as possible even if I have the strength of a level nine peak. This is a rare opportunity. An Jie originally wanted to take advantage of the victory, but after suffering so many strokes before, he was injured in his body. Every step he took was extremely difficult, and it was difficult to further damage Alvin.

I saw Alvin flapping his arm and taking the dislocated place back again. He felt a little scared. If An Jie could pursue further just now, he would probably lose, but fortunately everything has passed and he will never repeat the same mistake.

"An Jie, look at your appearance, it seems that he is very injured. Although you have reached level 9, it is only a preliminary stage. I am at the peak of level 9, and you can't beat me no matter what." Alvin was proud and slowly approached step by step. He felt that he was sure to win, but he almost capsized the gutter just now, but he still did not dare to be careless, just for fear that An Jie would have another outbreak, and he was afraid that he would not be so lucky.

However, Alvin's caution also won Anjie a chance to breathe. When Alvin approached a certain level, he suddenly exerted force and jumped out. The continuous straight punch was extremely fast and continued to attack. The best offensive route was the best every time he made a move.

"Hmph, just struggle to death." Alvin danced with both hands, his movements were extremely agile, and he cut one punch after another. Although he smiled calmly, his heart kept sinking, just because An Jie's fist was getting closer and closer. After dozens of punches, he almost touched his nose.

According to Alvin's defensive posture, each punch of Anjie was the best attack route. He gradually overwhelmed even with Alvin. Finally, he was hit hard on his face and bleeding from his nose. This was not counting, but his head felt a splash of dizziness and no sense of direction at all.

"It's now." An Jie knew that his strength was not as strong as Alvin. He had to grasp this opportunity no matter what. The fist strength was increasing and the speed was high. He blew wildly on Alvin, and he wanted to storm a violent storm, which made Alvin fall and fall, and stagger, and he couldn't stand steadily.

The situation reversed greatly, and An Jie counterattacked back, earning back all the previous capital and profits. He punched Alvin's jaw with all his strength, hitting him up into the sky, and blood spilled in the air, and finally fell heavily back to the ground, lying on the ground without moving.

"Okay, I finally won." An Jie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and almost sat on the ground weakly. The audience was silent. He never thought that An Jie could reverse it. It was really unacceptable.

"Even!" Seeing his son being beaten to the top, he was bleeding and lying there unconsciously, his love for his son made Aegrin stand up suddenly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

At the same time, Lei Ming also tensed up, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, locking Aglin tightly. He was warning the other party not to do anything randomly, otherwise he would have thought about his level.

Just when everyone thought the overall situation was settled, a chilling voice recalled: "An Jie, do you think you won like this? I will prove now that I will always be better than you."
Chapter completed!