Chapter 1199: Two Consecutive Instant Successes?

The real top three, taking turns to win.

All win, the real king!

Round 1: Ning Tianlin vs Mobi Suo!

Round 2: Mobi Suo vs Jisha!

Round 3: The winner of the two rounds will compete to decide the champion!

The first battle, Ning Tianlin vs Mobi Suo, was held at nine in the morning.

It was not even eight o'clock yet, but the martial arts meeting was already crowded with people, unprecedentedly lively. Those who could watch it on site were almost all rich or noble. Even many local residents of the Temple Star were squeezed out and could not get admission tickets.

However, countless planetary live broadcasts and various online platforms were broadcasting this unprecedented grand occasion.

This once-in-a-millennium event is almost the top martial arts event among the younger generation. Not only for true geniuses, but also for ordinary martial artists, it is also of great significance. They all know that these three people will be their role models and the vane of martial arts in the future.

I also want to know how they practiced to reach such a high level.

They can share some experience afterwards, which is very beneficial to them.

Especially Ning Tianlin, who will become the top among the masters of the Galaxy in this battle, crossing the forest of geniuses and standing directly among the real strong ones. This kind of battle, except for today, I am afraid it will be difficult to see it in the future.

"Please Ning Tianlin, Mo Bisao enters the venue!"

The last three strong players abandoned the intelligent machine referee and were hosted by a real warrior. And this person's identity is extremely glorious. He is the host of Cha Songge, who ranks sixth in combat power.

Cha Songge, who was suspended in the air, looked at Ning Tianlin who slowly entered, but was depressed and vomited blood.

Because just a few days ago, this person robbed him.

On a dark and windy night, he sneaked into his house directly, restrained him, and killed him if he didn't teach him the things in the space ring. In the end, he robbed him and only left his pants.

He has never been so aggrieved, even when he was not grown up, he was naked and wandering around in his room.

Afterwards, he thought about revenge, but his fighting power was not as good as others, and he heard that almost all the top ten had been robbed. He thought about it and just endured it. If he really came to the door, it would not be revenge, but death.

The other party would really kill people!

Ka Qier, who was ranked eighth in fighting power, ended up like this.

He even wanted to make things difficult for Ning Tianlin and use his power as a referee, but he also knew that if he really dared to do so, he would definitely suffer.

If Ning Tianlin's fighting power was equal to Mobi's, it would be fine. He might make Ning Tianlin fall down with a little manipulation, but now, even a fool knows that Ning Tianlin's fighting power far exceeds that of the other party.

If he does this now, he will definitely fall down!

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

Soon, Ning Tianlin and Mo Bisuo stood on the ring at almost the same time, looking at each other from a distance. Ning Tianlin's eyes were full of indifference and meaninglessness, while Mo Bisuo's eyes were excited, but there was also a little hesitation and hesitation, even a little confusion, which was quite complicated.

Excited, because he was also a warrior in his bones, with a natural warlike gene. Now he could fight with Ning Tianlin, whose combat power was said to be more than 8 million. What a crazy experience it was.

Even many masters who have become famous now have never had this experience.

And he has it at such a young age!

But he hesitated and hesitated because he was worried that today would be a heavy blow to his martial arts. Because he knew that he could not be the opponent of the other party, and he was even knocked down in a few moves. This was really unbearable for him who was almost a child of destiny since birth.

Maybe because of the tragic defeat, it would have a serious impact on his martial arts heart.

The confusion was because he had thought about and guessed how Ning Tianlin practiced, but no matter what explanation, it was impossible for him to reach such a crazy height at such a young age.

How did Ning Tianlin do it?

It was just that he was confused by the situation. He didn't know that his martial arts heart had been affected when he learned about Ning Tianlin. That crazy fearlessness and arrogance were no longer there.

"Are you ready?"

The referee Cha Songge asked very humanely.

"Yes."

Ning Tianlin and Mo Bisuo both nodded.

"Ning Tianlin, you must win!"

"Ning Tianlin, you must win!"

"Ning Tianlin, you must win!"

At this moment, the audience shouted and cheered loudly. I don't know who shouted it first, and then there was a deafening echo. It was obviously Ning Tianlin's super fan.

But this made Mo Bisuo look even uglier.

Because he is the true pride of heaven. If it weren't for Ning Tianlin, he should be the one standing here to receive cheers!

This is the honor he has been enjoying since he was born.

"The game begins!"

The referee Cha Songge was not affected by the waves of shouts, and at nine o'clock, he announced the official start of the game.

"Bang!"

What many people found unbelievable was that as soon as the referee's voice fell, a figure flew backwards from the ring, and when it was about to touch the edge and fall, it fell directly on the surface of the ring.

Like a dead pig, it never stood up again.

"Gulp."

I don't know whose throat swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily. Because at this moment, there was only one person standing on the ring, with his head held high and his chest puffed out, standing with his hands behind his back. Who else could it be except Ning Tianlin?

"What a violent move!"

It's over?

It's over?

This Ning Tianlin is too violent, too ruthless to Mo Bisao, he was defeated in less than a second.

They knew Mo Bisao would lose, but they never expected him to lose so quickly.

This is a top three match after all, you should have three to five rounds and three to five minutes.

Less than a second, a second man!

"Win!"

"The male god won!"

"It's always so fast!"

Similarly, there are still many people cheering for Ning Tianlin, who is always so neat and domineering, and never gives the opponent a chance to react, so that the opponent can only be a second man.

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

Soon, the referee Cha Songge also began to count. Mo Bisao didn't get up until the end of "one". At the same time, he announced, "Ning Tianlin wins!"

"Won!"

"Haha! Won!"

Countless people cheered, and Ning Tianlin, who was slashing with his sword, also left the ring at this time. However, he did not leave far this time, and stayed in the room specially made for him in the square to rest.

Because ten o'clock is the next round.

However, at ten o'clock, there was a deafening cry from outside. Mo Bisao, who had just been defeated by him and had recovered after swallowing the heaven and earth elixir prepared for him by the martial arts association, had fallen on the ring again at this moment, like a dead pig, and his life or death was unknown.

"Oh?"

"Also less than a second?"

Ning Tianlin was also surprised. Mo Bisao was defeated in less than a second?