Xu Zhiqiu didn't have a chance to complain in his heart, and when he reacted, there was a sharp pain in his chest.

This pain is like a surging river, endless.

Wu Qiong punched.

punch after punch, mercilessly slammed into Xu Zhiqiu's chest, knocking him back.

And Xu Zhiqiu himself, the expression on his face suddenly changed from dazed to fearful.

What greeted him was Wu Qiong's sixty-four style "Taizu Long Fist" with all his might, and it had just begun.

In the dense fist shadow, Xu Zhiqiu was beaten to the edge of the ring by Wu Qiong, who was laughing angrily, and was about to lean on the fence of the ring, which was after Wu Qiong's left hand suddenly turned into a claw, grabbed Xu Zhiqiu's left hand with lightning speed, and then pulled the latter in front of him.

And Xu Zhiqiu, who got a moment of respite, didn't dare to hold it up anymore, and immediately spread his spiritual power all over his body, and the strength poured madly into his feet, wanting to give himself a stop.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight back, but the previous leg sweep was too fierce, and his hands haven't been able to lift his strength until now, so he can only try to rely on his spiritual power to resist Wu Qiong's pull in turn.

But who is Wu Qiong? The captain of the supervision team of Linjiang University, can he be weak in cultivation?

The next moment, the spiritual power around Wu Qiong's body was running at full strength, and a majestic vortex of spiritual power appeared above her head, and the half-step D-level cultivation was vividly displayed at this moment.

There was no surprise, but Xu Zhiqiu, who was at the top of the E-level, did not succeed in resisting this pull.

With fear on his face, he looked at Wu Qiong, who was laughing angrily, and his eyes were full of pleading.

What answered him was a muffled sound of "bang", and the pain came from the same place again, but fortunately, Xu Zhiqiu had spread his spiritual power all over his body just now, and the pain was not as intense as before.

But then, Xu Zhiqiu began to despair.

His body was already in the air, and there was no place to borrow strength.

Wu Qiong lowered his knees, and suddenly a short body flashed under Xu Zhiqiu's body, and his right fist blasted out from his waist, and Xu Zhiqiu, who was about to fall in midair, flew high again.

In the next twenty minutes, Wu Qiong showed everyone a complete set of "Taizu Long Fist", playing a textbook-like combo effect.

Punches or legs, palms or knees, elbows or feet, it seems like they want to use every part of their body as a weapon.

Everyone was also dumbfounded, and they also had a really clear understanding of Wu Qiong's horror.

"Is this Captain Wu's 'Taizu Long Fist', shouldn't it be a basic ancient martial art?"

"It's true that it's a basic ancient martial art, but do you have someone who can practice it well? Captain Wu's proficiency, can you not achieve it in a year or two? Besides, no one has seen Captain Wu use other ancient martial arts, and it is estimated that all his thoughts are on the 'Taizu Long Fist'. ”

"Is it worth it? Captain Wu is not untouchable with high-level ancient martial arts. ”

"Hehe, look at Xu Zhiqiu like this and ask this question again. ”

......

"Bang", Xu Zhiqiu finally slowly fell into the ring, while Wu Qiong stood next to him who had fainted, and spat disdainfully.

Then she raised her head, first looked around, the crowd that had been cheering for the "Linjiang Martial Society" was now silent, they really didn't expect Xu Zhiqiu to lose so quickly, and they also didn't expect Wu Qiong to be so terrifying.

Many people unconsciously shrank under Wu Qiong's gaze, and hurriedly thought about whether they had violated the school rules recently, and if not, they would never do it in the future.

Then Wu Qiong's gaze turned to the side of the "Linjiang Martial Society", looking at Bai Jie, who was still unresponsive, and his originally relaxed mood sank again.

She knew that although Xu Zhiqiu was not weak in the "Linjiang Martial Arts Society", he was not one of the top ones.

Under the white order, there are juniors such as Gu Mingjie, and Xu Zhiqiu is at most competing for the fifth and sixth among the sophomores.

Turning his head, Wu Qiong looked at his own people, except for the surprise of Liu Xu, Ximen Lie and Zhou Qingxue, several people had different expressions, but they all had joy.

Seeing Wu Qiong's gaze, several people smiled at Wu Qiong in unison, Ning Xi even smiled and stretched out her thumb, and Feng Xiaoliu, who cared about her the most, had a little worry in her eyes.

Finally, there was Chen Yuan, with a hint of inquiry on his face, in addition to joy.

Seeing this, Wu Qiong smiled slightly, and signaled Feng Xiaoliu and Chen Yuan to rest assured with his eyes.

At this time, the referee on the side of the ring finally confirmed that Xu Zhiqiu had no strength to fight again, and the whistle sounded again throughout the arena.

"'Linjiang Martial Society' vs. 'Yanhuang Martial Society', the first battle of the guard, 'Yanhuang Martial Society' Wu Qiong wins!"

As he spoke, he opened the protective shield of the ring and dragged the unconscious Xu Zhiqiu down.

At this moment, Wu Qiong suddenly spoke.

"Teacher, did you forget to turn off the silence of the shield?"

Hearing this, the referee's body stiffened suddenly, and the silence function turned on this matter, or Xu Zhiqiu, who was unconscious in his arms, bribed him.

It stands to reason that the usual competition basically will not turn on the silencer function, unless the two sides of the battle have sonic ancient martial arts.

Now hearing Wu Qiong's words, the referee thought that the other party had discovered something, and fine beads of sweat began to emerge from his forehead.

"Well, it's really my negligence, and I'm going to close it next. ”

Wu Qiong didn't think much about it and nodded.

And the referee also breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had thought too much.

After he brought Xu Zhiqiu to the side of the "Linjiang Martial Society", Fu Yangshuo, who was sitting upright, stood up silently and walked towards the ring.

The biggest advantage and disadvantage of the ring fight is this, no matter who has no time to rest, so except for the first game, the strong will basically be arranged in the back.

But looking at the "weakest" Fuyangshuo in the current "Linjiang Martial Society", Wu Qiong did not dare to despise it at all.

Although she looked extremely neat and simply solved the enemy Xu Zhiqiu just now, she had already used most of her spiritual power, and Chen Yuan's inquiring eyes before were asking if she could continue to hold on, while Feng Xiaoliu, who knew her best, was worried that Wu Qiong would force herself.

But she didn't tell the truth, these days Feng Xiaoliu and Ning Xi's sleepless sleep was all seen by Wu Qiong, one was her close friend, and the other was someone she was willing to accompany for a long time, Wu Qiong was unwilling to let the hard work of the two be in vain.

Even if he is the end of the strong crossbow, he must engrave the tooth mark on the body of the "Linjiang Martial Society".

After Fu Yangshuo came to power, he didn't say a word, just hugged Wu Qiong, and then put on a posture.

And Wu Qiong looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Fu Yangshuo is a person who looks very thin, although he is the weakest among the personnel who appeared in the "Linjiang Martial Society" this time, but in the entire "Linjiang Martial Society", Fu Yangshuo ranks ninth, and he is a strong man who cannot be underestimated.

He used to be the president of another martial arts club in the school, and after being defeated by Bai Jie, he disbanded the club and was invited by Bai Dai to join the "Linjiang Martial Arts Society".

However, Wu Qiong didn't know about that period of time, at that time she had not yet entered Linjiang University, and she only knew that the ancient martial arts that the person in front of her majored in was "Foshan Shadowless Feet", and the moves were fast and fast, which made people unguardable, and it was the leg method of restraint boxing.

This battle may be more difficult for Wu Qiong than she thought.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Qiong returned the salute with an expressionless fist, and then also put on his true posture of "Taizu Long Fist".

Before, what she used to Xu Zhiqiu was a starting style, and she was angry with herself, but now, in the face of the polite Fu Yangshuo, Wu Qiong didn't mind giving some due respect.

After seeing this, the referee on the field whistled again.

"Beep~~~ 'Linjiang Martial Society' vs. 'Yanhuang Martial Society', the second battle of the guard, Fuyangshuo vs. Wu Qiong, start!"

As the words landed, the shield opened again, and a faint yellow light enveloped the entire ring.

Feng Xiaoliu looked at Wu Qiong, who was waiting for him, his worry was overflowing, he had guessed what Wu Qiong was thinking from beginning to end, and he had been praying now.

Pray that Wu Qiong will not be reckless at this time, and pray that the other party will not be too ruthless.

And Chen Yuan looked at Feng Xiaoliu's expression and sighed slightly in his heart.

After seeing Fu Yangshuo's posture, Chen Yuan understood that in this scene, Wu Qiong was afraid that it would be more than lucky.

If it is a conventional punch against the upper leg, then the victory or defeat can only be said to be slightly better than the leg.

However, the lack of attention to footwork in the "Taizu Long Fist" against the thunderous "Foshan Shadowless Feet", it is really extremely difficult to win, even if Feng Xiaoliu taught Wu Qiong the method of combining new and ancient times, it is difficult to make up for this real gap.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan gently patted Feng Xiaoliu's shoulder.

"Don't worry, you know her best, Wu Qiong is not the kind of person who doesn't know priorities. ”

Although he said that, Chen Yuan still felt a little empty in his heart, Wu Qiong's temperament was very arrogant and cold, and it was hard to say that she would not be able to drill into this matter.

Feng Xiaoliu squeezed out a reluctant smile, which was regarded as a response to Chen Yuan.

Liu Xu and Ma Tengyun on the side glanced at each other and looked at each other, they wanted to say some comforting words but didn't know how to say them.

In the end, it was Ning Xi who smiled and spoke, and only then did he soothe Feng Xiaoliu's heart a little.

"Don't think too much, Wu Qiong is not only your girlfriend, but also your senior sister, she has been in the supervision team for a year, and she has seen more of these things than you. ”

Jiang Zhu, who hadn't spoken much, also nodded hurriedly as if he had thought of something, and said, "Captain Wu is still very powerful, and the people who have been cleaned up by her are very honest later, and they must have their own way of doing things, junior brother, don't worry too much." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Zhu also scratched his head, which didn't have much hair, and there was some embarrassment on his face, which was obviously cleaned up by Wu Qiong.

Feng Xiaoliu looked at everyone's comfort, put down his worries a little, looked around at everyone and smiled slightly, his face was full of gratitude.

"Thank you, I'm just afraid that she won't want to drill the horns, her temperament is too hard. ”

Everyone agreed, and Ximen Lie also remembered the dinner at the end of last semester, and a sigh suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's thanks to my senior sister's hard temperament, otherwise I wouldn't know if it's pure. ”