This is the collision of the body, this is the most direct collision of the spiritual power of the two sides!

Li Yunfeng took a few steps back, unloaded the huge force from his arm, and looked at Li Zhao coldly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Li Zhao also took several steps back, the qi and blood in his body surged, and every time he stepped down, he felt that the ground was trembling slightly!

After stabilizing his figure, Li Zhao's face was gloomy, and he said, "Li Yunfeng, but Er'er."

Li Yunfeng stopped talking nonsense with him, bullied forward, and slammed his fist violently.

Knock, knock!

From time to time, a dull sound came from the field, fists to the flesh, making all the disciples present enthusiastic.

Li Yunfeng's slightly thin figure is like a cheetah, full of explosive power.

At this time, the two of them collided with countless moves, and the spiritual power was like a howling wind, stirring in all directions, and countless tiny cracks were torn out on the ground.

"I told you to pretend!" Li Yunfeng punched out again, Li Zhao gritted his teeth to support, and his arm was already numb from the shock.

Seeing that Li Zhao was pressed back in embarrassment by Li Yunfeng, Sun Feiyang stood next to Liu Qingyue, clenched his fists and said, "It's fun, beat him to death, tell him to pretend, pretend to be his uncle!"

Liu Qingyue was amused by Sun Feiyang, Qianqianyu covered her small mouth with her hand, and the flowers and branches of her laughter trembled, making the disciples next to her look sideways.

Li Zhao struggled to support it, and squeezed out the words from between his teeth: "Nancang Academy is just like this, a bunch of waste!"

Li Yunfeng burst out, shook his fist violently, and shouted in his mouth: "Pretend to be your uncle!"

was pressed and beaten, and he dared to pretend to be thirteen in front of him, just scold himself, but now he actually insulted many disciples of Nancang Academy, this is your fault.

The fist was like a raindrop, and it hit Li Zhao with no way to dodge, and Li Zhao covered Li Yunfeng with both hands.

Chased and beaten by this madman, Li Zhao completely forgot how to resist, this is not a competition between martial artists at all, but like a reckless man on the street.

When everyone saw Li Yunfeng waving his fist and slamming Li Zhao, they all cheered and applauded, teaching a lesson to this person who doesn't know the height of the sky and can only insult with words.

For the disciples of Nancang Academy who were present, Li Yunfeng breathed a bad breath for them.

After the people from the Xiling Academy came, they rushed around against the disciples of Nancang Academy, saying that they could not solve it by force, and some of them were injured.

But in the end, they were suppressed by the mentor.

Now most of the people present have a bad breath, and now Li Yunfeng has taken action to teach the disciples of Xiling Academy, and everyone is very happy, cheering for Li Yunfeng.

There are even beautiful female disciples of the academy, who gave Li Yunfeng a flattering look, and her eyes were full of brilliance.

Li Yunfeng grabbed Li Zhao by the collar and punched him hard in the corner of the mouth.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Lizhao's mouth, and there were one or two teeth in it.

Li Zhao was already stunned, Li Yunfeng did not play cards according to common sense, and it was not a way of playing between martial artists at all.

Lingyin sat on the high platform, his face was extremely gloomy, and then he stood up and shouted at Li Zhao: "Useless scoundrel, don't wake up soon!"

Ling Yin's words carried rolling spiritual power, and his voice was amplified countless times, directly affecting his heart.

Li Zhao struggled to get up as if he had been empowered by cold water, and after feeling the hot pain at the corner of his mouth, his face was distorted, and he said with murderous intent: "I'm going to kill you today!"

Feeling Li Zhao's killing intent, Li Yunfeng frowned slightly, he actually dared to use killing intent against himself?

"Soul Eater!" Li Zhao snorted coldly and waved his palm at Li Yunfeng.

The slightest strong wind came to his face, Li Yunfeng narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and swung it out suddenly.

Boom!

An explosion sounded throughout the arena, after touching Li Zhao's palm.

Li Yunfeng's face changed abruptly, and the spiritual power on his fist was inexplicably removed.

"Hehe, how does the Soul Eater Palm taste?" Li Zhao sneered.

Li Yunfeng's brows tightened, and when he was about to withdraw his fist, the corners of his mouth raised.

What if I get rid of a lot, I'm going to do the opposite!

The spiritual power in Li Yunfeng's dantian gathered unreservedly on the fist he swung out, and the surging spiritual power erupted from Li Yunfeng's fist like a mountain turning over a tsunami.

Li Zhao was stunned, he didn't expect that Li Yunfeng would not retreat.

Burst!

"Ahh

The huge force bombarded Li Zhao's palm, unable to resist the huge force from his arm, Li Zhao's body flew upside down, and with a terrible scream.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Li Zhao staggered to his feet, his right hand hung down weakly, obviously, Li Yunfeng's blow earlier broke his arm!

At this moment, Mentor Mo Han stood up and shouted: "This game, Li Yunfeng of Nancang Academy, win!"

Dean Cangnan was also very happy sitting on the high platform: "Thank you Dean Lingyin for agreeing."

Ling Yin snorted coldly and said, "There is still a game, don't be too happy too early for old friends in Cangnan."

Amid the cheers of the disciples of Nancang Academy, Li Yunfeng slowly walked down the martial arts arena and came to Sun Feiyang and Liu Qingyue.

"Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!"

Sun Feiyang and Liu Qingyue both smiled, this little junior brother is really good.

With the end of Li Yunfeng's game, the next game begins, and Liu Qingyue plays!

The duel against Liu Qingyue was a disciple from the Barbarian Academy.

The strength of the two is equal to each other, but the disciples of the Barbarian Academy are strong, and after dozens of moves in the duel, the disciples of the Barbarian Academy found an opportunity and succeeded in one blow, and Liu Qingyue was defeated!

However, although she was defeated, she had done her best, and the disciples of Nancang Academy cheered for her.

After Liu Qingyue, Sun Feiyang also played.

Sun Feiyang faced off against the disciples of Fengyuan.

However, Sun Feiyang's strength is strong, and he is infinitely close to the ninefold of the Innate Realm.

Sun Feiyang is the second-ranked figure on the list of strong people in Nancang Academy, and countless people in the audience cheered for him, even Dean Cangnan nodded again and again on the high platform.

There was still a gap in the strength of the two sides, and as a result, the disciples of Fengyuan were defeated and Sun Feiyang was victorious.

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The field was very hot, and from time to time there were gas explosions, which showed how fierce the game was.

When the game ended, Sun Feiyang and Li Yunfeng of Nancang Academy advanced.

Lu Jian and Xu Ke of Xiling Academy were promoted.

Wang Dali, a disciple of the Barbarian Academy, advanced alone.

Feng Yuan was the only one in the Maple Courtyard who advanced.

In this competition, Nancang Academy and Xiling Academy were at the front.

Cangnan's old face was full of smiles, and he stood up and said, "Next, let's play the second round."

"The first round is over, and the second game is a dogfight!"

"The six disciples who advanced stood on the high platform of the competition venue at the same time, no matter what means were used, the three disciples who stood on the stage won in the end and advanced to the next round, and the ranking will be determined in the third round."

"Now, let's get started!" Dean Cangnan waved his hand and signaled that the game could start.

Mentor Mo Han nodded in understanding, and shouted loudly: "Six disciples, come to the stage quickly!" ”

Li Yunfeng and Sun Feiyang looked at each other and smiled, and then they both walked onto the high platform in the martial arts arena.

The high platform is circular, with a diameter of only about ten meters, and six people compete here, which seems to be relatively crowded.

At this time, the disciples of the Feng Academy, the Barbarian Academy, and the Xiling Academy also stepped onto the high platform one after another, and a duel was about to begin!

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