"Die!"

Nine Lin Yuans roared and attacked Yan Buqi at the same time.

Nine figures flashed back and forth on the ring, real and fake, true and false, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Lin Yuan already had a body movement similar to teleportation, and with the sudden use of the clone technique, it was undoubtedly even more difficult to figure out.

Seeing this scene, Yan Buqi immediately urged the energy to form a white protective shield around him.

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

Just as the protective shield was formed, dense fists like raindrops whizzed in and kept hitting the protective shield.

Every punch Lin Yuan threw would cause the protective shield to vibrate a few times.

When the fist shadows were overwhelming, Yan Buqi's protective shield was like a lone boat in the sea encountering a storm, constantly shaking and swaying, as if it would break at any time.

"Do you think you can stop me? I will tear you into pieces!"

Lin Yuan roared and punched, constantly venting his inner resentment.

He was a master on the Tianjiao list, but he was injured like this by an unknown junior. It was really a great shame.

If he didn't get back today, how could he gain a foothold in the world in the future?

Facing Lin Yuan's crazy attack, Yan Buqi did not rush to counterattack, but kept calling on the energy to maintain the strength of the protective shield as much as possible.

There was no way, Lin Yuan had too many clones, and it was impossible to tell whether it was real or fake.

The most important thing was that no matter whether it was a clone or the original body, it would flash away immediately after a punch, leaving Yan Buqi no chance to counterattack.

If the fight continued like this, even if Yan Buqi was strong, he would not be able to hold on for long.

"Oh my god! The clone technique plus teleportation, who can withstand this set of performance?"

"As expected of a master on the Tianjiao list, he is indeed extraordinary. Even if he is injured, he can still burst out such terrifying combat power. Awesome!"

"In fact, the disciple of Yanluo Temple is already very powerful. He was just one step away from winning the game. What a pity, he was still one step behind."

"..."

Looking at Yan Buqi being bombarded in the center of the field, the audience below the stage couldn't help but have different expressions. JrNovels.com