"The artistic conception of the Great Power Bull Demon Fist God: 10,000 in size, 35% progress."

"Eight Steps to Cicada Crafting Divine Arts: Full range of 12,000, progress of 1%.

"Mangniu Qigong Bianmai: 500 in size, 67% progress."

High-intensity combat and high-quality combat bring great gains. Although the progress in cultivation is not very large, Meng Bai's combat power has skyrocketed.

Especially the eight-step cicada chassis chassis chassis chassis chassis chassis chassis chassis greatly compensated for his disadvantages in speed. The eight-step cicada chassis chassis chassis is the divine will of the wind, because he has a clearer feeling about the flow of wind. This feeling not only increases his footwork speed a lot, but also all other speeds. For example, the speed of the hand, reaction speed, burst speed, and even the fist wind blowing by Meng Bai was greatly strengthened.

Meng Bai had a feeling that if he could fully understand the will of the wind, he might even really control the boxing wind, turn into walls and cables, turn into swords and swords, and his combat power soared again.

It’s a pity that the full data of the divine artistic conception of the Eight Steps Cicada Killer is even larger. One reason is that the Eight Steps Cicada Killer is essentially inferior to the Great Power Bull Demon Fist; the other may be that the pioneer of this skill has not really understood the divine intention, so it is even more difficult. If Meng Bai had not had the system and forced 1, he would not be able to enter the divine artistic conception at all.

...

Meng Bai entered the 0 arena again. At this moment, the Lord of Fire Dragon Island was already waiting for him on the stadium.

The Fire Dragon Island Lord dressed in an ancient style, with a tall crown on his head, a big red Taoist robe, and a whisk in his hand, looking very handsome. However, he was short and round, and he looked a little fatter, which damaged his momentum.

"Go on stage quickly!"

"The Lord of Fire Dragon Island will definitely beat you down!"

...

As soon as Meng Bai arrived, some people started to clamor. He didn't say much and stepped onto the ring.

In fact, since he had a little sense of the spirit of the wind, Meng Bai has made great progress in light body lifting and leaping. He has been able to jump up in these three-meter arenas. However, he did not show it. First, he did not have a real light body lifting method. If one does not control it well and his body is unstable, he will be able to see it; second, this is also a trump card, and at critical moments, it can be used to make great use.

The two greeted each other, and then the battle started immediately without any nonsense.

Meng Bai was naturally his powerful bull demon fist. The difference is that he had an extra golden silk glove on his hand, which was shining with golden light and dazzling.

This was bought by Meng Bai in the heroic race. It was considered a second-level weapon and used 800 yuan.

The weapons in the heroic ring can be scanned and manifested by real weapons from outside, or they can be purchased in the game. Moreover, the price purchased in the game is only one-tenth of the real weapons from outside. In other words, if it is in reality, it will cost at least 8,000 yuan to buy this golden silk glove.

Meng Bai's current net worth is over 100,000 yuan, so buying one in reality is nothing. However, he has long been part of his future weapon choice, that is, a knife.

The sword is a weapon of killing and a weapon of conquest. It ranks among the top hundreds of soldiers and is most in line with power. Through the familiarity of the Hercules's will, Meng Bai has long been fond of this real sense of power, so he is preparing to practice sword techniques to match it.

Swords are the most numerous weapons, ordinary ones are naturally not worthwhile, but good swords are very valuable. Ordinary third-level treasure swords start at 50,000 yuan. Meng Bai may not meet the fourth-level innate strongman in the middle school martial arts competition. To be safe, it is best to have a fourth-level treasure sword. In this case, at least tens of thousands of yuan will be worth it. He will not earn enough money, so he naturally has to save some.

Being poor and rich in martial arts is not just empty talk.

The Fire Dragon Island Lord did not use the whisk in his hand, but inserted it behind his back, raised his palm and slapped him towards him.

His palms were unhappy, nor did he have a ferocious palm wind. But when his palms were slapped out, the whole thing turned red, like a soldering iron, bright and colorful.

At that moment, the heat waves surged in the air.

This is the famous martial arts of the Lord of Fire Dragon Island - Chi Lian Palm. It uses the fire poison of the Red Fire Snake as an auxiliary medicine to temper the palm, which has both the attributes of flame and poison, and is extremely domineering. Even if the ordinary true energy is thicker than it, it will defeat Gula and be broken in an instant.

Meng Bai has long known this. If it is in reality, he will give in a little, find out the truth and then put it right, but in this game, he doesn't care at all. Because this is the best opportunity to test the power of poison, and accumulate experience for future battles on the ring.

Furthermore, Meng Bai also has certain confidence in himself. The quality of the Mangniu true qi itself may not be very good, but after being mixed with the Mangniu, it is very different. The previous five poisonous hands were directly shocked by him and he failed in one move.

"Bang--"

With a loud bang, the air waves surged, mixed with heat and a hint of sweetness, which smelled quite nice, making people unable to help but smell it.

But Meng Bai had known the truth, but he was very nervous.

In this collision, the Fire Dragon Island Lord was shocked to a step back, but Meng Bai's true energy was also broken. The blazing Red Fire Toxicity was like sulfuric acid, which quickly reopened his true energy and directly followed the meridians to impact the heart.

Fortunately, Meng Bai's great power was comprehended and had a strong control over the Mangniu true qi. He made adjustments in an instant, stacking them up, like a long river wave, and a few vibrations, and then expelled the fire poison true qi out of his body. However, he could still feel a slight sense of hot pain in his body, which shows his horror.

At this moment, the gold wire gloves that Meng Baixin bought were also dyed black. If you feel it carefully, there was a hint of invisible sweetness.

"Okay, Brother Taishang Dao is the first of the many opponents I have encountered on No. 0. I admire you!"

"Where is the first-level king?" Meng Bai glanced at the bottom of the stage.

"He doesn't count. I believe that Brother Taishang has also understood the first-level king. We are not at the same level at all!" The Lord of Fire Dragon Island shook his head and said.

"Since that's the case, then let's come again?" Meng Bai asked.

Everything can be tempered, and true qi is no exception. Just like his instinct to temper his combat instinct, he does not hesitate to five labors and seven injuries in his internal organs. At this time, Meng Bai will never be stingy with his meridians and holes.

"Okay!" The Lord of Fire Dragon Island agreed immediately.

He knew that his strength was not as strong as Meng Bai, but Chi Lian Zhenqi was much stronger than Mangniu Zhenqi. He firmly believed that his Chi Lian Zhenqi would tear Meng Bai's true qi apart first, rushing straight to the heart, and poisoning him to death.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The two of them fought each other again, punching and palming, without any false moves, but only surging power and surging heat waves.

This kind of battle is rare on the ring, especially a master. That kind of fiery and violentness make the people watching the audience excited and crazy.

At this moment, the originally distinct force field of the audience began to be confused. It was not that whoever seemed strong would support him, but that whoever had a trace of decline would cheer up loudly.

This kind of battle is so rare that even the first-level king who has always been indifferent can't help but shine and his face is full of excitement.

This fierce battle slowed down after only five minutes. The owner of Fire Dragon Island had loose muscles and bones, Meng Bai had endless poison, red all over his body, and dry mouth. However, both of them still insisted on fighting, and no one changed the tactics because it was related to their dignity.

In this way, it lasted for another five or six minutes. Meng Bai's great power seemed to have made a lot of progress. The bull spirit in his body transformed, with a unique vibration. He seized the opportunity and punched out, without any reservations, and did his best.

"Bang--"

With a loud bang, Meng Bai's eyes were red and shaking, while the Fire Dragon Island Lord flew back three meters and fell on the ring.

Meng Bai did not dare to be careless and approached the Fire Dragon Island Lord carefully. However, before he could arrive, the Fire Dragon Island Lord spoke first, "I lost!"
Chapter completed!