Chapter 117: War Book
Quiet! It was absolutely quiet, the falling needles could be heard, and the whole arena seemed to have no breathing sound, and everyone stared at the teenagers in the field with wide eyes!
Catch!
Empty-handed! Ye Feng's palm was not cut off by the dagger, but instead held him firmly between his hands, and not even a trace of blood spilled out!
How can it be? Hands that have been single for more than ten years shouldn't be so hard, right?
Ling Mo's pupils in the field suddenly dilated, but after a moment of shock, he had already regained his senses, his divine power was running, the red light on the dagger was flourishing, and endless red clouds were floating, and the two of them were hidden in the red light, and their figures gradually became blurred!
The scorching breath spread in the field, and although it was spring, beads of sweat the size of beans were already oozing from Ling Mo's forehead! He knew that this red glow did not come from him, but that the kid was playing tricks, and the dagger that was usually almost connected to his flesh and blood no longer had the slightest sense, as if it was roasted on the flames, and the dagger's original bewitching blood red turned into a scorching iron red!
Snort!
With a slight burning sound, Ling Mo's palm holding the dagger was burned by the astonishing heat, and the skin in the palm of his palm was tightly wrinkled together!
Not good! Ling Mo was taken aback, strange things happened one after another, he really couldn't react, at this time, he couldn't care about his weapon, let go of his palm, his footsteps moved, and he just wanted to dodge and retreat!
"Want to go? I'll give you a ride! Ye Feng raised his hand, and a palm was lightly imprinted on Ling Mo's chest, like a breeze blowing, but Ling Mo's tall and thin body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood arrows spewed out, and the whole person flew out sharply like a cannonball!
The power of one palm has reached such a point?!
The people in the audience were dumbfounded, that palm didn't seem to have the slightest strength, as if it was just a gentle push, like a coquettish relationship between lovers, but looking at Ling Mo's flying posture, everyone's hearts were half cold, and this fluttering palm had at least a thousand catties of power!
Who is this? Such a master appeared in our academy without showing any traces of water, and there was no trace of it?
Bite!
There was a soft sound in the field, and everyone looked at it in amazement, their mouths wide open, and their faces were full of shock! Ling Mo was slapped by a palm, and just stopped his body, his internal organs were damaged, and the most bizarre thing was that there was a nameless heat stream rolling in his body, which was miserable!
He has always liked to dye others red, but he didn't expect that now he was dyed red by a kid who had never looked at him squarely, and the anger in Ling Mo's heart overshadowed his reason!
His eyes were blood-red, like a vicious wolf, and his gloomy eyes were filled with indifferent killing intent!
"Hahaha...... Let me dye you red, won? Ling Mo pulled hard, tearing his shirt, revealing his thin and rugged upper body, and a blood-red palm print appeared clearly in front of everyone's eyes, thinking that this was the masterpiece of Ye Feng's palm just now!
The thin and rugged body seemed to contain the power of the demon god, Ling Mo supported the ground with both hands, bent forward, kicked forward with one foot, kicked hard with one foot, and flew quickly with the momentum, black hair minerals, the sound of breaking the sky resounded throughout the world, and a black arrow shuttled through the void!
Call!
Unstoppable! Ye Feng looked at him indifferently, raised his palm to stop in front of him, the fire element gathered, and a translucent enchantment instantly appeared in front of him!
"Hmph, you want to stop me too? Be dyed red......" Ling Mo's voice was like a night owl screaming, and it was pulled away for a long time!
Coax!
With the indomitable might, Ling Mo gritted his teeth and blasted out with a punch, and the whirring fist wind converged into a whirlpool that could devour heaven and earth, spinning, rolling up the yellow sand!
The yellow sand flying in the sky, Ye Feng's enchantment made a soft sound, and a crack like a spider's web actually appeared, and the enchantment was broken, just in the blink of an eye!
Sure enough, the enchantment in front of Ye Feng was shattered, and Ling Mo's punch was still full of momentum, and he went towards Ye Feng's face door fiercely, and the fist wind tore at Ye Feng's expressionless cheeks!
At the end of the day, when life and death were at stake, Ye Feng's face was still flat, and his black hair was blown up and flew backwards to hunt and hunt!
"Stained red with blood!" Ling Mo roared loudly, he had already seen Ye Feng dyed red with blood, and then wriggling on the ground like a reptile, life was better than death!
How could it have only come to this point?
When I cripple you, and then cut you with a poisoned dagger, I'm going to carry out my art to the end! Tremble, lamb to the slaughter!
The enchantment was shattered, Ye Feng didn't panic in the slightest, he finally made a move, and pulled it out with a backhand slap!
Burst!
Ling Mo, who was close in front of him, was caught off guard, and was slapped the cheek, and the hot pain came, but he couldn't care about it anymore, he flew out again!
"You see, Ling Mo was slapped again, God, is he abusing Ling Mo? It's so exciting! Someone in the audience exclaimed!
"But isn't he afraid that Ling Xiaoxiao will fight with him when he does this? This kid looks very strong, but the cultivation of the eightfold of the broken vein is too low, Ling Xiaoxiao quenched the bones sixfold, and it is said that he can leapfrog the strong people who can fight the peak of the quenching bones, so calculated, they are one and a half realms behind! Someone said worriedly!
"Hmph, it's not a matter of worrying, it's good for us to be happy, usually this Ling Mo is arrogant, perverted and disgusting, I have long wanted to beat him, as for whether that kid will be beaten to death by Ling Xiaoxiao in the future, then it's not something we should worry about!" Someone spoke out with disdain!
"Also to ......"
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Boom, there was a loud noise in the field, Ye Feng's slap was very heavy, Ling Mo's body hit the edge of the martial arts training ground, the rubble flew everywhere, and in the smoke and dust, Ling Mo staggered to his feet again!
Blood stained his cheeks red, but anyone could see that he was laughing, yes, he was beaten like a dog at this time, and he was still laughing!
This is an out-and-out pervert! A chill rose in everyone's hearts, and they decided not to provoke this pervert even if they died in the future!
Hey...... The cruel laughter echoed in his ears, Ye Feng snorted, and sacrificed the dagger that flashed red in front of him, his mind moved, the fire element gathered in the palm of his hand, and with a little force, the dagger made a crisp sound and was crushed by him, the fiery red dagger fragments floated in front of him, Ye Feng waved his hand gently, the divine power worked, and the breeze flickered!
Shout!
The floating red iron pieces turned into countless streamers, like night rain, and flew out sharply!
Oh no! Although Ling Mo was surprised, the smile on his face did not decrease, the blood coagulated, and in an instant, he saw that countless red lights had arrived in front of him!
It's too fast, there's no way to avoid it!
Shout!
Blood splattered up, slashing through a beautiful arc in the air, Ling Mo's shoulders, chest, thighs, lower abdomen, and even hidden places were pierced by red light, like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, and bright red blood flowed out of his body full of holes, and his red clothes turned dark red, soaked with blood!
"Red...... Hahaha...... Sure enough, only red is the most beautiful color in the world! Ling Mo couldn't bear the pain, knelt on one knee on the ground, wiped the bright red blood moon on his body, his palms were dyed red, and he looked at it stupidly, as if looking at the most beautiful work of art in the world!
The toxicity began to attack, the pain carved into the depths of the bones came, Ling Mo's face was distorted, but he was laughing, and his crazy appearance seemed to have completely lost his mind!
Either you dye your opponent red, or you will be dyed red by your opponent...... Hehe, it turns out that being dyed red is also such a wonderful feeling! Painful, uneasy, but with indescribable pleasure, the feeling of an artist is like this, thinking of the opponent who was dyed red by him in the past or the little animal that was tortured by him is also the same feeling as he is now!
What a blissful feeling! Ha ha...... Red...... Wonderful red!
Although Ling Mo fainted, there was an extremely satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, and he felt that he had become the most amazing artist in the world!
What kind of perverted psychology is this? Ye Feng felt that he would never understand these perverted worlds!
Ling Mo fainted, Ye Feng won this competition, but there were no cheers in the audience, they all smelled an unusual smell!
Everyone in Tiannan Academy knows that Murong Yingying and Xie Yanran are not in harmony, in the past, they fought openly and secretly, and it was always Xie Yanran who steadily pressed each other, but it was also harmless to fight petty, after all, both of them are mentors, and it is unlikely that they will fight hard, only from the advantages and disadvantages of the students under them, but no one thought that this ranking competition would completely intensify the contradictions!
In the first competition, Zhou Ling was against Ling Xiaoxiao, and Zhou Ling was defeated, was seriously injured by Ling Xiaoxiao, and now she is unconscious, it seems that she will not be able to get out of bed for a month or two, so she will naturally not be able to participate in the next competition.
Everything seems to be destined by God in the dark, and this little-known kid actually fought back in a very direct and ruthless way!
Ling Xiaoxiao's biological brother Ling Mo was seriously injured in the second competition by the students under Murong Yingying's subordinates, from beginning to end, Ye Feng only made three moves, and Ling Mo had no room for resistance, not even the corners of the other party's clothes, and now he was covered in blood, lying in a pool of blood like a dog, life and death were unknown!
If you injure a student in my class, I will cripple your brother!"
Provocation...... This is a blatant provocation!
This new teenager is issuing a warning to Ling Xiaoxiao, Xie Yanran and others, don't ...... Don't act rashly!
Sure enough, Ye Feng didn't look at Ling Mo lying in a pool of blood, but raised his eyes to look in the direction where Ling Xiaoxiao was, and the provocation in his eyes was already very obvious!
The eyes of the two collided with sparks in the air, Ling Xiaoxiao laughed coldly, stretched out her finger and pointed at Ye Feng, turned her thumb upside down, and said indifferently: "I will dye you red!" ”
"Really? I'm waiting! Ye Feng laughed, Zhou Ling's debt, I'll recover it for her!