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An Zhiliang's eyes showed a little light, and his face was still as gentle as a jade, he shook his head and sighed: "There is too much difference between the strength of the girl and the girl, and you will definitely lose." ”

Seeing that the greetings between the two seemed to be endless, one of the referees frowned and said impatiently: "The game begins." ”

The fiery long whip in Xuan Liyue's hand turned back into a bracelet, she looked at An Zhiliang, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why don't we use vitality and only fight martial arts?" ”

This person's words are right, the disparity in strength between the two is huge, and out of respect for her opponent, she will go all out.

In this way, with just one move, this person will be swept off the stage by her.

She has a good impression of this Anori Liang, so it's better to change the way she plays.

An Zhiliang was slightly stunned, came back to his senses, looked at Xuan Liyue's face, realized that Xuan Liyue was serious, and the smile on his face was a little more sincere and warm, he nodded and said, "Okay." ”

So, in the stunned eyes of everyone in the audience, Xuan Liyue and An Zhiliang, neither of them used their vitality, they didn't even use weapons, and they directly fought with one punch and one kick.

At the beginning, the referee's face turned black with anger, but when he looked at it, he was unconsciously immersed in the powerful martial arts of the two people, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Not only the referee, but also the two elders were amazed.

The elders left in the stands, without exception, all looked intently at the ring where Xuan Liyue was.

When An Zhiliang first appeared in Xuan Liyue, he was amazed.

He carefully watched every game of Xuan Liyue, and found that Xuan Liyue was not only talented and powerful, but even the move used when defeating the opponent with one move seemed to contain an extremely mysterious thing.

At that time, he guessed that the martial arts practiced by Xuan Liyue must be of a very high level.

At least high-level martial arts, such a level that only the empire can take.

Later, Xuan Liyue encountered some powerful opponents, and the martial arts he displayed gave him a great shock.

Those martial poles, if they are evaluated by rank, the best can only be the middle level, and even most likely, they are all some beginner ranks.

However, when such a low-level martial pole came into the hands of Xuan Liyue, she exerted the power of high-level, even Xuan-level martial arts.

In front of him, it was as if a door had opened.

He suddenly realized that his strength was not strong, not because his martial arts were bad, but because he had not brought his martial arts to the extreme.

How can the martial arts handed down by the ancestors be bad?

Back then, the man of the year in the family didn't learn special martial arts to carry forward the family, and the reason was here!

Xuan Liyue repelled An Zhiliang with a punch, and did not make another move, but frowned at him and said: "I was distracted at such a time, don't fight, you admit defeat." ”

Because the two of them didn't use their vitality, the battle was a little long, and the other four rings were over, and everyone was paying attention to the battle of the two people.

The back and forth between the two brought them a pleasing shock.

Seeing Xuan Liyue suddenly stop and make Ryo Aori admit defeat, many people showed dissatisfied looks.

"Why don't you fight?"

"An Zhiliang is a beginner in the green stage, and you are only in the yellow stage, why should you let An Zhiliang admit defeat?"

"It's really unbelievable!"

"Come on, Anori Liang, we'll support you!"

……

Hearing those people's slander of Xuan Liyue, An Zhiliang frowned, and was about to admit defeat, but suddenly felt that the thing in his body had woken up.

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