Han Fei stared at the blade in his hand with joy, and his face showed a look of joy that could not be concealed.

Ding Chaohai on the other side obviously didn't expect that the mountain boy who was bullied by him before would now have the strength to fight back.

He stopped stumbling on his hind legs, and his face was a little ugly.

He glanced up at a position in the audience, and saw Ding Wei and the three of them talking to themselves, and they didn't seem to see the scene that had just happened.

Ding Chaohai's face turned red, his hideous face let out a cold snort, and then his whole body shot towards Han Fei like thunder.

Han Fei obviously didn't expect Ding Chaohai to attack so quickly, his body was hindered, and he was a little at a loss, and he forgot to block for a while.

"Han Fei, him!" Bei Xiaobao gritted his teeth in the audience, eager to go up and teach the other party a lesson.

Song Xuan sighed, he could see that although Han Fei's moves were calm, he still lacked some experience compared to his opponent.

That's why he didn't know how to deal with the other party's sudden attack.

The two sides will inevitably not take a few steps back, be prepared to deal with each other's psychology and brew emotions, and so on.

On the field, Han Fei's body kept retreating, Ding Chaohai pressed forward step by step, and when he was about to approach the edge of the high platform, he remembered that he seemed to be struggling.

Thinking like this in my heart, the movements in my hands are not ambiguous.

I saw his left hand holding the blade waving everywhere, trying to block Ding Chaohai's further approach.

In the eyes of outsiders, Han Fei's action is tantamount to a dying struggle.

But only a few sharp-eyed people can see something out of the ordinary.

Han Fei seemed to swing the blade in his hand in a chaotic manner, but the final landing point of the blade was actually in the same place.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ding Chaohai's mouth, and he was about to kick Han Fei's chest, when suddenly he felt a pain in his abdomen, and then the whole person flew out upside down.

"Ah!" the students in the stands let out a burst of exclamation, and in their eyes, they only saw Ding Chaohai's left foot lifted and the whole person flew out upside down.

"What's going on!How did Chaohai be attacked!" Wang Changhai, who was sitting next to Ding Wei, raised his eyebrows.

Ding Wei's eyes were firmly fixed on Han Fei, who was still slashing indiscriminately, but he saw that as long as the opponent's blade touched the air, the air would squeeze a little.

That is, no matter how he wielded it, the blade would indirectly attack the same point not far from it.

What kind of sword technique is this, unheard of, Ding Wei said without any expression on his face, but there was a wave of turmoil in his heart.

Bei Mingxuan really hides the dragon and crouching tiger, there was the white-haired boy who repeatedly made them suffer Yuan Musheng in the past, and now he is a dark-skinned boy who uses mysterious knife techniques.

Mysterious Knife Technique?Han Fei didn't know what knife technique was, and wielding the blade in his hand was just a habitual behavior.

He took the machete in his hand and chopped firewood in the deserted mountains and forests for more than ten years, and it became natural to get used to it.

"Han Fei!

His actions drew numerous glances.

"Look, this is someone from our gang, and I'm the president of the North Styx Xuan!"

When those people heard the president of the Northern Immortal Xuan, the annoyed look on their faces disappeared in an instant, and they were replaced by shock.

It is said that there seems to be a big man behind their Bei Ying Xuan, and even Yuan Musheng doesn't dare to admit it, so he can only come to the trial ground to find a face, which is what the vast majority of people think.

Bei Xiaobao had a smug look on his face, if he knew that the people around him were not afraid of Bei Mingxuan but afraid of the ethereal background, he would not have been so arrogant.

On the other side of the platform, in an unknown corner, two old men were staring at Han Fei in the field.

"Lao Zhao, what do you think of this child?" The old man with red hair, a high nose, and eyes like eagles and doves had bright eyes.

"Plastic, the sword technique is subtle and introverted, unpretentious, if you can enter my kendo department to cultivate, you will definitely be a peerless swordsman in the future!" The eyes of another white-haired old man never left Han Fei.

"Tsk, let me say it first, this kid is a student of our kendo department, you can't rob it!" the red-haired old man turned his head to the man next to him and scolded angrily.

"I didn't say I was going to rob it, hehe...."

"You ......" The red-haired old man wanted to be angry but had nowhere to go, one hand trembled and pointed at the white-haired old man and said, "Okay, you Zhao Wuyan, don't think I don't know what you are paying attention to, you poached Ye Zhiyuan last time......!

"Hey, Lao He, you can't say that, these children have the right to make their own choices, you see that child is not good now, it's just a little worse than your first proud protégé. ”

"You ......" the red-haired old man named He Zhonghao blew his beard and glared, "If it weren't for you, the top names on the Shengyuan list would be the old man's protégé!"

"You can be content, ha! In the top ten of the Shengyuan List, your martial arts department occupies the top three, and you don't let other departments live!"

When He Zhonghao heard this, his face softened slightly, and then he put on an expression that you don't look at whose protégé it is.

"Now the audience is full of students from your department, that person named Ding Chaohai seems to be Ding Minlian's grandson!" said the white-haired old man Zhao Wuyan.

"Oh, Lao Ding's family!" He Zhonghao was also taken aback, "The old Ding family has a genius named Ding Wei, I don't know what will happen to this person named Ding Chaohai!"

He Zhonghao's face showed a faint look of expectation.

......

Ding Chaohai tried his best to stabilize his mind, but even so, a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his face.

I don't know what hit my abdomen and there is a dull pain.

He looked up and looked at the students in the stands again, only to see them pointing at himself on the high platform, Ding Chaohai only felt that his face was hot and painful, as if he had been slapped in front of everyone.

"I'm going to kill you!" Ding Chaohai's face was distorted, he took out a jade bottle from his arms, and poured the first-grade ascension spirit pill in the jade bottle into his mouth.

In a moment, his spiritual power skyrocketed, and he broke through to the martial artist realm in an instant.

"Boom!" The powerful spiritual power instantly knocked Han Fei down.

Han Fei's entire body kept staggering and retreating dozens of steps.

"How can this Ding Chaohai's cultivation improve so much all of a sudden!"

"He seems to have taken some kind of elixir to improve his cultivation!"

.......

"Earth Spirit Claw!" Ding Chaohai ran towards Han Fei with a hideous face.

Han Fei couldn't hide here, how could he, a monk who had just stepped into the realm of a warrior, be an opponent of a martial artist.

Regardless of the side effects of Ding Chaohai's forcible promotion of cultivation to himself for the time being, it was indeed a real martial artist realm.

Spanning two levels in a row, Ding Chaohai kept sneering.

"Shan Wazi doesn't look at who he is!" Ding Chaohai slapped the blade in Han Fei's hand with one hand, and kept waving towards Han Fei with the other hand.

Han Fei wanted to block, but in the face of the huge gap, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

It's still too weak.

Countless sharp claws formed in the air grabbed towards Han Fei, and Han Fei's body was suddenly dripping with blood.

Ding Chaohai grabbed Han Fei's collar with one hand and punched him.

"Boom!" Han Fei flew upside down, and dust flew on the high platform.

After a brief silence, the audience erupted in a burst of enthusiastic shouts.

"Yuan Musheng is mighty!"

"I'll just say, Yuan Musheng's disciple is a cow!"

"Sure enough, it's an old gang!"

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