Chapter 108: Famous
There was an uproar on the viewing platform.
In the entire Yunhai Kingdom, in addition to the royal city, Surabaya City ranks second, and there are many talents in the city.
Among them, Surabaya is famous for its three jayhehe.
However, the elders are not surprised by the reputation of the three heroes of Surabaya, but by openly challenging them.
How did they come back to a small place like Xiangxiang City to find someone to learn from??
And it's at the Wind Cloud Meeting, the Wind Cloud Club is facing Yu Xiang City, and it is the highest martial arts festival for young people.
The three heroes of Surabaya City are here at this time, and the duel is a provocation!!
The Academy Pavilion Master and the Temple Master frowned at the same time.
"Pavilion Master, this can't be retreated!!" Temple Lord Qin Shenglin said in a low voice.
It is also said that the teenagers from the outer city came to challenge, and they chose to be at the highest event in Xiangxiang City, if they retreated directly without fighting, not only did they damage the reputation of the academy, but also may involve the entire Xiangxiang City.
The Academy Pavilion Master was a little worried.
In this case, it is really not suitable to retreat without fighting.
No matter who comes, you must face it, and you can't lose.
"Fight!!"
The pavilion master gave an order, and Fan Wenbu, who was about to receive the award, stopped.
Looking back at the three murderous teenagers, their eyes were full of coldness.
These people openly come to challenge, he is the first in the Fengyun Club, that is, he can't get along with him!!
Whoosh –
Fan Wenbu took a step and fell in front of the three of them.
"Who's first??"
As the first place in the academy, he naturally wants to fight against the first among them, and the identity is equal, so the battle is meaningful.
Machete patted his chest and said, "I'm first, he's second, and the latter third!!"
Zhang Yuanwu is second, Zhu Yejun is third.
"Then you!! Come here, lead to death!!"
Fan Wenbu said and drew his sword and pointed at the machete.
However, the Machete stepped aside, shook his head, and said,
"You're not qualified to fight me!!"
At this time, Zhu Yejun, who was at the back, stepped forward with a smile and said coldly,
"Zhu is not talented, he is in third place, come and understand the level of Xiangcheng!!" Zhu Yejun was polite in his mouth, but there was arrogance and disdain in his eyes.
They didn't even take these so-called wizards seriously.
"Rolling!! Why are you??" Fan Wenbu shouted.
He is the first, and he actually played against the third place of the other party, and where to put his face when he said it, it will not work!!
"Hmph, although I'm third in Surabaya City, you may not be able to beat me." Zhu Yejun stood lightly, leisurely playing with two round beads in his hand.
Stalemate.
Wang Qiaomin walked slowly and said, "Senior Brother Zhu, you stand back, I'll meet him!!"
Fan Wenbu retreated and said, "You can only win, you can't lose!!"
Wang Qiaomin nodded and hugged his fist to Zhu Yejun,
"In Xia Wang Qiao Min, the third in the Xiangcheng Fengyun Society, I will learn your Excellency's tricks!!"
Zhu Yejun saw that he was a beauty, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll be wronged to accompany you."
After that, the two came to the center of the field and began to face off.
"Peak Loop!!" Wang Qiaomin's fingering is like a macro, and he continues to point up a few tricks.
Zhu Yejun pursed the corners of his lips and said arrogantly,
"The third talent of Yuxiang City, how come there is only this level?? I overestimate you guys!!"
Hmmm-
Zhu Yejun said that he threw the two round beads in his hand, and then used the control of Zhen Qi to hit Wang Qiaomin's vest and chest with a chaotic trajectory.
Air-to-air parabolization??
The elders at the auditorium were amazed.
This kind of martial art is not only extremely difficult to cultivate, but also has very high requirements for true qi, without strong true qi, it cannot be controlled at all, let alone controlled so accurately.
Wang Qiaomin had never been attacked by this kind of martial art at all, and he was directly in a hurry.
After barely resisting a few times, he was hit several times and fell to the ground staring dryly.
Zhu Yejun retracted the round ball and sneered, "It's just vulnerable, this strength can also rank third, it seems that there is really no talent in Xiangcheng!" It's a loss!!"
This made everyone unhappy when they heard it.
They were clearly humiliating Yixiang City and deliberately stimulating Fan Wenbu to take the move.
"I'm coming!!" Si Han jumped out, and with a move of the afterimage method, he played smoothly and freely.
Zhu Yejun was still disdainful, and said, "Carving insect skills!!"
Whoosh –
The opponent immediately swung two round balls and attacked Si Han in a disorderly manner.
Si Han was also the first time to see this kind of martial art, but he was a little calm in his heart, skillfully avoided several attacks, and his fist technique directly took Zhu Yejun himself.
When Qin Feng gave Si Han guidance, he had mentioned that the most important thing in the air throwing martial arts was the controller himself.
If the controller himself is attacked, it will really not work well, and the martial arts will be disordered, and the threat will be greatly reduced.
Soon, Si Han took a few steps, coupled with his own proficient boxing skills, and rushed directly to Zhu Yejun's three zhangs.
A powerful fist went straight to Zhu Yejun's chest.
Zhu Yejun had to retreat.
Obviously, after being attacked by Si Han, the trajectory of the two round balls was a little disordered.
Si Han struck while the iron was hot, and hit Zhu Yejun directly with three punches in a row, the latter was shocked and retreated, and the corners of his mouth began to bleed.
There was a round of cheers from the viewing platform.
Zhu Yejun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, glared and said, "You're enough!!"
However, he did not admit defeat, but took the opportunity to pull out two more balls from his arms, and then attacked again.
Si Han was caught off guard and had to improve to retreat, constantly dodging the attacks of the four round balls.
In this way, he had no way to get close to Zhu Yejun's body, and he had to withdraw from the duel.
Although Zhu Yejun won, he had an indescribable annoyance in his heart, and he played a little trick to win.
So Zhu Yejun asked angrily, "Your Excellency has too many people to give advice??"
There are not many people who can see the flaws in his trick of throwing objects in the air, and the people who point out Si Han must be a god in martial arts.
Si Han glared at him, "What's your business??"
Zhu Yejun snorted lightly, took one last look at Fan Wenbu, who was in first place, and said provocatively,
"It's your turn!!"
As he spoke, he took out two round balls from his arms again, a total of six.
Running six balls at the same time is also the limit of Zhu Yejun's current life.
Fan Wenbu held a long sword in his hand and attacked directly.
"Shadow Ice Gone!!"
The shadows between the swords are continuous, and they are unstoppable, as if even the light and shadow can be cut.
Zhu Yejun did not attack immediately, but glanced at Fan Wenbu's sword technique, and his eyes were full of contempt,
"Go!! What kind of bullshit sword technique is this, it's not as good as that little black face's fist nickname, I really don't understand how you got the first place??"
Whoosh –
Zhu Yejun's six round balls were directly Xuanqi and killed them together.
Fan Wenbu's proud sword technique seems to be a little stretched at this time.
Just swept away two balls and was hit by four other balls.
Fan Wenbu's head and back were hit by round balls one after another, and the last ball landed between his legs.
The sword in his hand slipped straight down and fell to the ground, and his body fell to the ground with it.
Fan Wenbu clutched his hands underneath, his face flushed with pain.
In this way, the first wizard in Yuxiang City was defeated by the "third place in Surabaya City"!!
The audience was silent.
Everyone felt a great sense of shame, and they were almost out of breath.
(End of chapter)