If Ning Fei was asked to put a label on Po Qianjun, Ning Fei would definitely feel that he was a very "stylish" person.

Feign. Forcing the fan.

This goatee will always be a picture of a master in the world, every gesture, there is a contempt for the world, he looked at Ning Fei's eyes before, which also made Ning Fei feel very uncomfortable, as if Ning Fei was simply a little hairy child in his eyes.

This is a very arrogant person, but in fact, the other party also has arrogant capital.

In the cultivation world, even if it was one of the four major sects, the Lan Void was only at the peak of the late stage of the aura transformation, and this goatee was the master of the peak of the late stage of the aura transformation.

It is only one step away from the transformation of the aura. The last battle with the Invisible made Ning Fei deeply understand the horror of the aura transformation master, and he also began to understand that if Lan Yingxue was his enemy, he could even kill himself in seconds!

A cultivation like a goatee, in a small sect in the cultivation world, is the storage of peak masters, what reason does the other party have not to be arrogant?

Only this time, this goatee obviously kicked the iron plate, his strength is indeed very strong, but he met an even stronger Lan Yingxue than him!

The speed of the goatee breaking the thousand army is indeed very fast, Ning Fei only saw a phantom, the broken thousand army had already arrived in front of Lan Yingxue, and then directly blasted out a punch, this punch was like a ray of sunlight through the boundless dark clouds, straight to the yellow dragon, as if running through the world, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo.

Break a thousand armies, break a thousand armies!

Lan Yingxue's figure flickered, and she was already out of the attack range of the Broken Thousand Army.

The expression on Po Qianjun's face instantly froze.

He didn't take Lan Yingxue seriously at all, and even felt that letting himself fight with a little girl was simply an insult to himself, plus he couldn't feel the aura in Lan Yingxue's body, so he naturally regarded the other party as an ordinary person, but now he found out that he was wrong.

He is confident in his speed and the punch he throws, and he believes that as long as he can hit the target, Lan Yingxue will definitely disappear from this world completely, but he will not have any psychological pressure, because he is entrusted by others, even if he destroys flowers with his hot hands, he will not hesitate to do so.

But now, Lan Yingxue easily dodged his attack, as if his overwhelming attack seemed to the other party like a child's playhouse.

This is the real insult to him!

"You're too slow." A cold voice sounded in his ears, and immediately after, he felt a sharp pain in his right cheek, and he took a few steps back before he could barely stand up.

Lan Yingxue was still standing in place, where the two feet were stepping on which point they had stepped on before, Po Qianjun began to wonder if he had hallucinated just now, maybe the other party just hadn't moved?

However, the sharp pain in his cheek clearly told him that the other party moved, but it was too fast, and after the attack was finished, he quickly withdrew to the position where he had been standing earlier.

"You...... You're also a cultivator? Po Qianjun said in a trembling voice.

Lan Yingxue smiled noncommittally: "I have no obligation to answer your questions. ”

Although Lan Yingxue didn't admit it, Po Qianjun knew that his guess must be correct, if the other party was not a cultivator, how could the speed be so perverted? However, Po Qianjun also didn't understand a little, if the other party was really a cultivator, then why couldn't he feel the aura on the other party's body?

Suddenly, he suddenly came to his senses.

If you can't feel the aura in the other party's body, it doesn't necessarily mean that the other party is not a cultivator, there is another possibility, a terrifying possibility: the other party's strength is above you!

Po Qianjun couldn't accept this fact, he felt that he might be thinking too much, but such comfort seemed to be a kind of self-deception.

Po Qianjun is a very proud person, he comes from a small sect, the Mountain Sect, he is an elder-level figure, if it weren't for his dedication to cultivation, then he is the sect master of the Mountain Sect, the real head of the Mountain-Backed Sect, in the Mountain-Sponsoring Sect, even if he is the current sect master, he has to respectfully salute and give three points when he sees him.

He is an elder, but no one in the entire Backing Mountain Sect dares not to give him face, he is the invisible head of the sect.

But this time he felt insulted. A great insult, the cultivation he is most proud of, how dare he be inferior to a girl in her twenties, what's going on?

"Who the hell are you?" The Broken Thousand Army was quite hysterical.

"I said, I'm not obligated to answer your questions." Lan Yingxue's smile looked very flat and unfazed.

In the stands, many people also saw the doorway.

They all put away their previous contempt, whether it was Lan Yingxue or Po Qianjun, they were all top masters, although they were not cultivators, and they couldn't see Lan Yingxue and Po Qianjun when they started, but they at least knew that these two were masters, and they couldn't imagine the masters.

Mo Fengyun stood under the stage, his head was full of beads of sweat. His hands were clenched together, his brow furrowed, and his lips were about to be bitten.

"Who the hell is this woman?" Mo Fengyun squinted his eyes, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he muttered to himself.

At the same time, the Broken Thousand Army moved again. His fist style is very domineering, almost like a thunderbolt.

The fist wind gusted, and several people close to the ring couldn't help but close their eyes, the fist wind made their eyes hurt, and even their cheeks felt as if they were being cut by the cold wind mixed with ice and snow.

Lan Yingxue's brows furrowed slightly, although she had confidence in herself, she didn't dare to despise her opponent too much, so when Po Qianjun rushed to her, she had already reacted quickly, her hands condensed into a ball of aura, and smashed towards Po Qianjun.

Po Qianjun's domineering punch was stiffly knotted by Lan Yingxue, but before Po Qianjun could be surprised, a frightened expression appeared on his face, and he was stunned to find that Lan Yingxue's fist seemed to contain a strong suction, pulling his body closer to the other party.

Po Qianjun wanted to stabilize his body, but he found that in the face of strong suction, his aura could not play a vital role at all.

A strange scene appeared.

Lan Yingxue and Po Qianjun's fists were together, Lan Yingxue took a step back, Po Qianjun also had to take a step forward, and in the stands, many people felt that this was simply a farce.

"Are they making a movie? This performance is too fake! The man in the red jacket said dissatisfied, he threw the cigarette butt in his hand aside, stepped on his toes, and said indignantly.

"Shut up!" The man in the brown suit glared at him angrily, "Don't go around showing your ignorance!" ”

"Am I ignorant?" The man in the red jacket was furious, "Don't let me give you some face, you don't know what to do?" ”

"Hmph." The man in the brown suit snorted coldly, his eyes fell on the ring again, his eyes became hot, he was also a martial arts enthusiast, a crazy lover, although he didn't know how powerful Lan Yingxue and Po Qianjun were, but he knew that these two people were definitely not acting.

"Boom", Po Qianjun was beaten out by Lan Yingxue, but this is just the beginning, Lan Yingxue didn't intend to let Po Qianjun be too good, with a slight step under her feet, her figure as light as a wild goose had already flown out, catching up with Po Qianjun who flew out first, stretched out her hand and grabbed Po Qianjun's wrist, and then her body quickly moved closer to the other party, and her knee slammed on the opponent's chest, in fact, at this time, Lan Yingxue also used Po Qianjun's body to cover it, and condensed a ball of aura in an angle that no one could see, smashed into the abdomen of Po Qianjun.

Po Qianjun fell on the rope, and then the elasticity of the rope flew back again, Lan Yingxue seized this opportunity and destroyed it with another punch, and at the same time the toes were also on Po Qianjun's abdomen, this punch and kick made Po Qianjun completely lose the ability to fight back, he directly pulled off the rope and fell off the ring.

Yiqiē was so fast that many people didn't have time to react, and those people in the stands had even forgotten to shout for Lan Yingxue, and those surprised eyes were enough to express their mood at this time.

Suddenly, I don't know who took the lead, clapped their hands, and then some people applauded, and in the end, every man in the boxing ring began to clap their hands, except for Mo Fengyun.

"Haha! We won! Mo Fei said excitedly.

Mo Han's eyes were a little moist, he guessed that he would win, but he didn't expect to win so without suspense!

The disparity between strengths is indeed not so easy to balance.

On the other side, the manager of the gym looked even more constipated.

He suddenly remembered that before this, Mo Fei had made a bet of 2.1 billion, and Ning Fei had made a bet of 32.3 billion, if Mo Fengyun had won, it would be nothing, but now, it was Mo Han who had won, which also meant that the business of the underground boxing stadium for so many years had been done in vain. This manager is even a little skeptical now that Mo Fengyun and Mo Han are colluding and planning to hack their own money......

Mo Fengyun's face was also very ugly, his eyes were staring at Lan Yingxue, if his eyes could kill, Lan Yingxue at this time must have been pierced by thousands of holes.

"I declare, Mohan wins!" The host suddenly woke up from the shock at this time, and quickly held the microphone to announce the final result, in fact, it doesn't matter anymore, because as long as you are not blind, you know who is the final winner.

Lan Yingxue jumped down from the ring, she jumped lightly, and jumped down from the rope, and when she landed, she didn't even move her steps.

"I won." Lan Yingxue said with a smile at Ning Fei.