"Okay, it seems that the current students have too strong a sense of superiority, especially if you can't pass the unified examination for three years, you dare to rush against me!" Zhu Chang laughed angrily.

"Are you a barricade, what's the matter with you?" Yan Junhong held his breath calmly, and his whole body was also mobilizing.

Both of them were smiling, but they couldn't hide their strong fighting intent.

Just standing still, Zhu Chang's cold and domineering aura seemed to have suppressed Yan Junhong to death.

Both of them are not ordinary martial artists, and their momentum is made up of divine consciousness and inner soul.

"Boom ------"

A burst suddenly sounded between the two of them, and the true qi flew in all directions like boiling water, bursting out.

Zhu Chang's figure is like this

The butterfly danced and flew, surrounding Yan Junhong to let go of the crazy machine.

The battle is about to be struck and enters a fierce phase.

Zhu Chang's exercises were like fire, the brilliant scorching sun was circulating, the vitality burst out, and the tall and majestic black figure was so flexible and agile.

Yan Junhong's body is like the wind, fluctuating, and it is also like a dream.

"Have you learned such things in the past few years?" Zhu Chang pressed him all the way, and his momentum was like a surging wave.

"It's enough to stomp you down!" Yan Junhong calmed down.

Seeing that the opponent's body was stretched into a line, his waist twisted, and his whole body strength penetrated to his right leg, driving his toes to twist, as if he was a soft whip, and swept over.

Yan Junhong looked at the leg skills that were not weak, roaring, and even heard the rustle of the opponent's bones and joints rubbing, and the momentum of breaking the air was terrifying.

Bang------

He waved his arm to block, and the power of ten thousand thunderbolts appeared in his mind, and the true qi of his whole body had been mobilized.

Bang------

The loud sound of the cannon bombardment shocked outsiders, only to see that Yan Junhong, who had blocked Zhu Chang's almost full blow, only swayed slightly, and at the same time, he had already adjusted his center of gravity and dragged the opponent's body to bombard out.

When the other party struck, Yan Junhong's mind seemed to have collapsed as if a snow peak had collapsed, and the white stream rolled down violently, like under the cover of a white dome.

And he kicked his feet to the ground, and suddenly exploded, unloading almost all the force below.

Then, it was my turn to fight back!

The center of gravity sank, like a lever, and he pried himself forward with all his strength, smashing out his palms!

Broken Palm!

The momentum is like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and he can't breathe. As he was adjusting his breathing, Yan Junhong's palms were already clapping his chest.

Roar------

Zhu Chang felt like a huge wave impacting, and after the palm force fell on him, it exploded violently, and his whole body trembled slightly, as if his organs were about to be smashed.

The whole person was shot out by Yan Junhong.

"Very good, you actually provoked me!" Zhu Chang's eyes were red, his hair was straight, and he casually took a long stick with a colorful flag hanging on his side and ran towards Yan Junhong angrily.

You weren't angry before, but now I'm going to beat you up.

He thought so, but he looked around for a weapon.

Paralyzed and unruly, if you can't beat it, the guy, then you have to wait until I'm ready.

"Next!"

At this time, something was thrown in from outside, and he listened to the voice like Lu Ying. After taking it, he was a little speechless, it was a broom handle, and he had to use it.

Boom------

At the moment when the other party hit angrily, Yan Junhong stepped back, and his strength was unloaded, but he also felt that his palms were numb, and he was almost about to fly out of his hands, and the stick was almost discounted by him.

Looking at the other party's bully, he twisted his wrist, pulled a sword flower, and took the lead himself, and the sword momentum struck out from the bottom up.

Airplanes------

It was as if a gust of cold wind was coming.

The whole process is unexpected, and the viewers feel the chill in the body.

The chill is not only quick and silent, but also ubiquitous, making it difficult to guard against.

Burst------

Zhu Chang stubbornly blocked the other party's blow, let that end poke himself, and then he grabbed Yan Junhong's broom handle, and without waiting to turn sideways, he raised his long stick and slashed at Yan Junhong, tearing the air flow and stirring up the wind.

Yan Junhong only felt that his weapon seemed to have fallen into a piece of fat pork, and he felt that it should be the kind of pork belly, soft, as if he had fallen into the quagmire and could not do it.

Immediately let go of the machine.

He also heard the wind whistling overhead, and he didn't dodge, but struck with his middle finger with his index finger.

The fingertips are like lightning, as fast as thunder, but they go straight to the point.

Bang------

The huge force of the shock caused the stick in Zhu Chang's hand to fly out of his hand, and then it cracked again.

Yan Junhong also heard the click of his finger bones, which seemed to be broken.

Is it broken?

Rumble------

The air behind him was like a wave, and the whole person was pushed by force, rushing towards the other party.

The ground was cracked like spider silk, and the rubble and debris were scattered one after another, and the vitality of the previous fierce impact dissipated.

Yan Junhong pinched Zhu Chang's throat with his thumb and stood there proudly!

"But that's it!!!" Yan Junhong didn't ridicule and ridicule, it was no longer worth it.

It's just telling the truth.

These are the people who are usually seen as objects of pursuit in the academy, and that's it.

In other words, I really don't like the same person I used to be.

I didn't want to prove anything today, I just wanted to try, and that's what it turned out to be.

Suddenly, I figured out something, and the road was smooth and wide.

Zhu Chang, who was pinched by the throat, was suddenly imprisoned from his true qi to his body. There are still many things that I haven't said before, but I can't say a word now.

In this way, he was held in his hands like a chicken by others, in full view of everyone, and under the gaze of others, which made him extremely embarrassed!

In the future, in the academy, because of today's defeat, I won't be able to raise my head.

It will even become a lifelong shame!

"Squad leader, let go of that guy, or it's a problem to accidentally pinch to death!"

Outside the crowd, a coquettish voice suddenly grew.

Say!

Lu Ying, you have made trouble for me again, when am I the squad leader.

And Zhu Chang only had no place to embarrass himself, which seemed to relieve him of the siege, but in fact he still ridiculed him for being cowardly and incompetent. Zhu Chang was simply blown up when he heard this.

Yan Junhong casually dropped the person, clenched his fists with his five fingers, and took his fingers back.

After Zhu Chang landed, his feet were soft, and the person rolled out sideways.

He looked embarrassed and funny, and everyone burst into laughter.

"Okay! You actually fought in public in the academy, did you still take the academy in your eyes, did you take discipline in your eyes!"

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, with flat hair, meticulously combed hair, and hair wax. Wearing a shirt and tie, his face was a little chilly.

"Teacher Hu. When Zhu Chang saw this person, his expression darkened.

As for Yan Junhong, if he usually meets him, he will only comment on his head, to the effect that this person is sullen.

"Don't say anything, come with me and explain things clearly!" said the teacher surnamed Hu in a non-negotiable tone.

"Why?" Yan Junhong raised his eyebrows.

The faces of everyone in the crowd changed drastically, and they even had a little expectation.