"Xiaofeng, are you crazy!" Lin Xiangxiang looked angry.

"Qin Dayong, if you want to fight, fight with me!"

"Hmph! Qingyun Academy has the rules of Qingyun Academy, not to mention that I, Qin Dayong, never do anything with women!"

"Xiangxiang, this is the rule here, no one can change it!" Master Ouyang stood in the middle of the crowd.

"Xiaofeng and Qin Dayong accept their respective challenges and stage a martial arts!"

As Master Ouyang announced, the crowd cheered, hugging the two of them and walking to the side, passing through a path to the left of the rest pavilion, a larger square appeared in their eyes.

This square is about sixty or seventy zhang in area, empty on all sides, only in the center there is a bluestone platform with an area of about two zhang.

"Is that the martial arts stage?" Xiao Feng thought.

In fact, he is not a high-profile person, and he does not like to fight with others, but others are too pushing.

So, he decided not to hide himself anymore.

"Qin Dayong!Qin Dayong!Qin Dayong......"

As Qin Dayong stepped onto the high platform, the disciples in the audience cheered, and it seemed that people were more optimistic about him.

At this time, more and more people gathered in the square, probably no less than hundreds.

Because in Qingyun Academy, the disciples are really fighting with each other, which is an unwritten encouragement. This will not only stimulate the disciples' learning, but also allow them to learn from the experience and lessons in the actual battle, which can be said to be a very important course in the practice here.

However, when Xiaofeng walked up to the stage, the crowd quieted down.

Many people had seen him for the first time, and they knew very well that the man in front of them, dressed in tatters and like a beggar, was nothing more than an ordinary mortal.

And opposite him was Qin Dayong, who was at the peak of cultivation in the late stage of the first spirit and had a strong physique.

In their opinion, this competition is over before it has even begun. Therefore, many people who came with great interest saw the two of them, and most of their interest was immediately lost.

"Xiaofeng, come on, sister believes in you!"

In the crowd, only Lin Xiangxiang was cheering for him.

Looking at the disdainful eyes in the audience, Xiaofeng snorted disdainfully.

However, that Master Ouyang had already flown to the stage.

"Today, there is Xiaofeng, a disciple of Keqing, and Qin Dayong, a disciple of Qingyun Academy, and the two of them are determined to compete on the martial arts stage!"

"But remember, the purpose of learning is to improve martial arts, and the two disciples should remember that until the point is reached, you must not hurt people's lives!"

With that, he had already floated off the stage.

Looking at Qin Dayong with a murderous face on the opposite side, listening to the chaotic shouts from the audience, at this moment, Xiaofeng only felt very quiet.

It seems to have returned to those days in the bamboo sea, watching the sunrise in the morning and the sunset in the evening, everything is quiet and serene.

"Years of wandering, today, let it end completely!"

"This battle is not for me, not for Qin Dayong, but for you!" Xiao Feng actually sighed.

Immediately, I saw his fists clenched, and his whole body immediately exuded a compelling momentum.

Then, Dao purple-golden light radiated out and swept through the whole body. The inky robe immediately turned white, and the dirty face and messy hair instantly became clean.

Just by breathing, no one could see the little wind that had just been like a beggar.

At this time, he stood on the high platform, his white robe was lifted by the breeze, and under his loose hair, an ordinary and thin face, although he was young, he revealed infinite fortitude.

The blue bead hanging around his neck shines brightly in the sun.

However, at this time, there was a burst of consternation in the audience.

"The early stage of the first spirit!" "He is actually a first spiritual cultivator!"

At this time, feeling the spiritual power emanating from Xiao Feng's body, the crowd finally couldn't help but scream.

Moreover, not to mention ordinary disciples, even Master Ouyang and Lin Xiangxiang were a little speechless in shock. Because they never imagined that Xiao Feng could hide his strength at all.

Generally speaking, if you want to completely hide your cultivation, you have to face people whose cultivation is far inferior to you.

And in the face of those whose cultivation strength is much higher than their own, even if they have any treasures on their bodies, it is absolutely impossible to completely hide their cultivation and spiritual power.

However, the facts are in front of him, Xiao Feng is just a primordial spirit, but in the face of the spiritual sect's cultivation, it is really unbelievable that he can completely hide his spiritual power.

But after a short period of surprise, people suddenly realized that even if Xiaofeng had reached the first spirit, he could compare with Qin Dayong, but it was three grades worse, and the difference in strength between the two was still very large.

As a result, there is a little more expectation in people's hearts. Because in their opinion, since Xiaofeng knows that the other party is much stronger than him, but still dares to challenge, there must be some killer feature in comparison.

For a while, the audience was already boiling, and everyone wanted to know the direction of this competition.

"Hmph! What about the first spirit, it's just the first spirit!"

Qin Dayong snorted, and suddenly a powerful spiritual power emanated from his whole body, and white light flashed on his clenched fists.

"Let you taste the power of our Qin family's boxing!"

Before Qin Dayong's words fell, he rushed to Xiaofeng with an arrow.

"Bang!" his right fist struck Xiaofeng in the chest like an arrow.

However, this time Xiaofeng did not fly out upside down, but stood firmly in place, as if the opponent's powerful punch was like a mud cow into the sea.

At this point, the crowd froze again. Because the crowd could see clearly, Qin Dayong's punch was full of all his strength.

However, at this time, it was Qin Dayong who was even more surprised.

Because of his punch, not only did the other party not seem to be affected, but he only felt that his fist hit the steel, and his fist was almost numb.

But in front of everyone's eyes, how could he show anything, he simply used his fists.

"Bang bang bang ......".

In just a few breaths, Qin Dayong had already thrown dozens of punches, and blood oozed from his fists.

But looking at Xiaofeng again, he just smiled and groaned in place, like a mountain, standing still.

"What kind of exercises did he use?" "It's so unbelievable!" For a while, the audience became another round.

"Have you had enough?"

As soon as Xiao Feng's words fell, I saw him suddenly throw a punch.

Although the punch was not fast, it was not as sharp and powerful as it seemed. But when it hit Qin Dayong's lower abdomen, Qin Dayong flew out upside down after screaming.

And he flew far away to perform two feet on the martial arts platform, smashed heavily on the ground, vomited blood, fainted to the ground, and did not know life and death.

Silence, only silence in this moment.

It was as if the breeze had stopped, and there were only gaping mouths and incredulous eyes.

As for Xiaofeng, he just stood on the stage, looking like a husband and a man who couldn't open it.

After three or four breaths, the crowd came to their senses and exploded.