Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Showdown of Strengths

As the speed of the long stick became faster and faster, a cyclone was created around He Kui that was visible to the naked eye, and the cyclone spun rapidly and became larger and larger.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a fireball flew out of the long stick and went straight to Yun Zhongxian, and before the fireball could fly in front of Yun Zhongxian, the second and third fireballs had already been released.

The two were separated by more than 50 meters, and the fireball continued to leap between the two, at this time, I saw Yun Zhongxian's hands clenched into fists violently, and at that moment, a dazzling white light flashed on the fists, and if you looked closely, there was a trace of cold air flowing.

He kept waving his fists, facing the speeding fireball, one punch at a time, it was destroyed in an instant, and while extinguishing the fireball, his body also moved towards He Kui one by one.

Seeing that the other party wanted to get closer, He Kui's speed continued to increase, and the fireballs kept flying out, and the frequency became faster and faster.

Yun Zhongxian's body technique was urged to the maximum, from the beginning of the movement, to running, and the speed of the punch became faster and faster, catching all the speeding fireballs.

Seeing that the other party was already close, He Kui clenched his teeth, and the rapidly rotating long stick stopped instantly, and then held the stick in both hands, turning into a whirlwind and meeting it.

"Bang"

After a loud bang, the long stick in He Kui's hand came out of his hand and fell to the ground, but the two did not stop, and changed from martial arts duel to fist and foot kung fu.

He Kui's fists were on fire, Yun Zhongxian's hands were frozen, and the fist speed of the two was almost to the point where it was difficult for the naked eye to capture, and everyone could only see the afterimage of their fists and the changing positions.

At this moment, He Quinn couldn't keep up with the speed, and was punched in the chest, and then, I saw Yun Zhongxian slam a punch to the ground, and then "bang bang bang", countless ice walls rose from the ground.

Seeing this, He Kui hurriedly retreated, and after dodging the thirteenth ice spike, he saw that the ice spike in front of him suddenly shattered, and a figure galloped out. That person was Yun Zhongxian, exuding a terrifying aura all over his body, and a punch hit He Kui's chest.

He Kui felt as if his chest had been hit by a speeding car, and the whole person flew upside down, and after flying more than thirty meters, he fell to the ground.

He ripped off the clothes on his chest and looked at his chest, and found that his chest had formed ice crystals, and before the ice crystals melted, he felt a sweet "wow" mouthful of blood spit out in his throat.

"Alas........"

He Kui sighed helplessly, stood up with one hand on his chest, and said softly in the face of Yun Zhongxian, who had lost his fighting spirit: "I lost." ”

Seeing He Kui take the initiative to walk under the ring, the audience in the arena erupted in amazing shouts and thunderous applause, and so far, Yun Zhongxian is the first to achieve six consecutive victories and become the first person to enter the semi-finals.

In the second competition, Chen Yang played against Zhao Yue, the first class of the fourth grade.

The two took the stage at the same time, separated by ten meters and two sides.

After yesterday's battle, the scene of Chen Yang holding the Longxiao Sword to show his might shocked everyone present, and today, many girls have become his little fan sisters and began to cheer for him.

Among these girls, there are first-year and second-year students, but those above the third grade are very rare, because most of them like high-grade genius martial artists like Zhao Yue, Yun Zhongxian and Fang Tianhua.

At this moment, not only the onlookers in the stadium were worried about Chen Yang, but even the people outside the stadium were worried about him, the third class and the key class. In addition, all the remaining first-grade students and teachers hope that Chen Yang can play well, because now, Chen Yang is the only card in their first grade.

None of the martial artists who can enter the first three classes of the fourth grade are waste wood, no matter who they are, they are all admirable people.

The advice of the head teacher Liu Yulan sounded in Chen Yang's ears, he knew that this Lin Yue could become the representative of the first class of the fourth grade, and his strength was definitely extraordinary, and it was very likely that he was much stronger than He Kui in the third class just now, so he must not be careless.

The joust was announced, and unexpectedly, neither of the two people above the ring moved.

This silence lasted for about half a minute, and suddenly, Chen Yang's left hand holding the sword raised horizontally in front of him, his right hand grabbed the blade of the sword, and after pulling out the Long Xiao sword, he pulled out a sword flower and stabbed forward.

I saw a fine sword burst out from the Long Xiao Sword, and it reached Zhao Yue in an instant.

Zhao Yue's face was shocked, and he subconsciously blocked his hands in front of his chest, resisting the power of this sword.

"What a terrible force. ”

Zhao Yue took a few steps back, and a burst of consternation appeared in his heart, but before he could come back to his senses, Chen Yang attacked again.

Chen Yang jumped out of a distance of four meters in one step, and at the same time, with a swing of his sword, a half-moon-shaped sword qi slashed out, and he followed the pace of the sword qi and quickly rushed over.

Just after Zhao Yue resisted that sword qi, Chen Yang's figure had already come to his eyes, only to see Chen Yang stabbed out with a sword, and the whole person jumped, at that moment, there were eight Chen Yang in the field, appearing in different directions, but the sword blade pointed to all of them were Zhao Yue in front of him.

Zhao Yue was dazzled, and he didn't know where to resist, but at this moment, the eight Chen Yang suddenly dissipated, and the real body appeared behind Zhao Yue, and a sword was swung out, and the power of the sword qi knocked it out at a distance of more than twenty meters.

Zhao Yue, who was hit by the sword qi, jumped forward and steadied his body for a long time, he glanced sideways at the back, and felt a sharp pain coming from his back, but it was harmless, and then twisted his neck, clenched his hands into fists, and sneered: "Your skills are good, but the game is over here." ”

After that, I saw Zhao Yue shouting angrily and assuming a posture of a fierce tiger attacking, and at the same time, his body was suddenly shrouded by a huge tiger phantom. The phantom was infinitely close to the entity, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Zhao Yue quickly ran towards Chen Yang, in the eyes of others, it seemed to be a fierce tiger galloping, just ten meters away from Chen Yang, Zhao Yue jumped high, raised his right fist and swung it out, at that moment, the tiger phantom that appeared on his body roared and pounced on Chen Yang, only to hear a loud "boom", where Chen Yang was instantly shrouded in dust. But then, Zhao Yue held the right fist with golden light and hit Chen Yang hard.

"Bang", Chen Yang was beaten backwards, his feet were close to the ground, Long Xiaojian was inserted on the ground to increase resistance, just like that, they all slipped out more than 20 meters, after stopping his body, Chen Yang waved his sword in a dashing manner, pulled out a gorgeous sword flower, and looked coldly at Zhao Yue in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao under the ring rolled his eyes for a while, thinking about when this was, why did he still care about being handsome?