Chapter 22: Another Victory
The first knockout match has ended, and no one pays much attention to it at all, after all, it is all the kung fu of the three-legged cat, and the Ji Nan Martial Arts Academy was completely established for the junior competition of a big force in Ji Nan County.
"Hello, my name is Fang Run"
"Tatsufeng"
After Chen Feng finished reporting his name, he heard the white-bearded old man shouting, and immediately rushed out and kicked him out.
This Fang Run is not muddy, a dodge, and his right hand is diagonally to give Chen Feng's right leg a heavy blow.
"Bang"
Fang Run found that his forearm hit Chen Feng's right leg and didn't react at all.
Chen Feng grinned, "I'm sorry, I'm looking forward to the next duel with you"
After Chen Feng finished speaking, he saw in Fang Run's pupils that Chen Feng's right hand punched over, Fang Run hurriedly protected his chest with both hands, Chen Feng didn't care, and directly punched Fang Run's forearm.
"Boom"
Fang Run was knocked away in an instant, and Chen Feng turned his head and hugged his fist at the white-bearded old man.
"Chen Feng, win"
"Teng Long"
"Mobei"
"Teng Long, win"
"Chen Feng, I hope you and I don't meet in the first stage, that's not interesting" Teng Long smiled.
"Don't worry, this time I will defeat you openly" Chen Feng also returned with a smile.
Chen Feng watched Teng Long's several duels, and he can be sure that Teng Long's strength is only at the foundation level, and it will not be higher than himself, Chen Feng is not even afraid of a martial artist, let alone a foundation building like himself.
"That's good, I'm looking forward to it"
Watching Teng Long walk away, Chen Feng smiled, "My target is not you, Teng Long"
"Boom"
Chen Feng punched his opponent away, hugged his fist, walked off the stage, glanced at Lin Hong, and found that Lin Hong was also looking at him.
"Chen Feng, we have to go to the tomb as soon as possible after this martial arts competition!" Ning Yang said to Chen Feng with a solemn face.
"What are you doing?" Chen Feng asked, looking at Ning Yang.
"Go out and take a walk, the mercenary group in Dayan City is already recruiting! And the target is the tomb I said," Ning Yang said.
"A tomb doesn't seem to deserve too much attention from these mercenary groups!" Chen Feng said stunned.
Ning Yang smiled, "What if it's not a tomb, but a tomb?"
"Tombs!How is it possible, there is no way that there are tombs in our Jinan County!" Chen Feng hurriedly denied.
"No! That's right, last time I was just passing by, I just saw a tomb door that no one could open, maybe the mercenary group already knew how to open the tomb door!" Ning Yang said.
Chen Feng thought for a while, "There is only one purpose for the mercenary group to recruit people!"
Then Chen Feng and Ning Yang glanced at each other, "There is a lot of danger!"
Compared with the tomb, the tomb is completely different concepts, the tomb is completely a place for some strong people to return to the dust, and the tomb is a world where some peak forces have fallen and are submerged underground.
"Okay! I'll go home after today's competition, and I'll leave tomorrow morning!" Chen Feng said firmly.
I urgently need to improve my strength now, and it is not enough to rely on my current strength at all, although I can not be afraid of some martial artists now, but what if it is a martial artist?
They have no way to deal with themselves, they can run if they want to, but their parents can't run, the Lin family and the Shen family have not come to deal with them yet, it is entirely because they are not worth fighting.
And Chen Feng is not a person who likes to leave hidden dangers for himself, he must eliminate all those who are a threat to himself when necessary, and for the sake of his parents, he must improve his strength as soon as possible.
"Now there are still seventeen people in my Ji Nanwu Academy, and one person will continue to have a bye," the white-bearded old man shouted loudly.
Chen Feng was lucky, he was bye, which disappointed some disciples who watched the excitement, some disciples were fans of the leg sweeping king, they were all Chen Feng shined in the martial arts competition, killing all sides.
Soon, there were only nine people on the competition platform, which meant that this duel would directly determine the opportunity to challenge those powerful noble disciples!
The disciples on the field are all commoners, and the noble disciples are all sitting in the special learning area, you can't blame Ji Nan Martial Academy, this world is like this, the word equality of everyone is nonsense at all!
Noble people enjoy it every day, while poor people struggle every day, and even if you cultivate hard all your life, it may not be as good as an elixir that others eat.
And although the cultivation environment and cultivation conditions were not good, none of the nine people on the field stood up after hard cultivation day and night.
The nine people all looked at the special study area, and they all clenched their fists slightly.
"In the first stage, the last four rounds of the Ji Nan Martial Arts Academy, after the deliberation of the Martial Academy, Teng Long advanced directly!" the white-bearded old man said loudly.
Chen Feng smiled, in fact, the other seven people are not necessarily no one who is more powerful than Teng Long! After all, everyone understands the truth that wealth is not exposed, but wealth here refers to strength!
"In the first game, He Xianxian vs. Xiang Hao"
Start
"Hello, my name is He Xianxian!", I saw He Xianxian say to Xiang Hao.
"Xiang Hao", after Xiang Hao reported his name, he looked at He Xianxian.
"Please advise!", He Xianxian rushed towards Xiang Hao after speaking.
Xiang Hao quickly sealed, shouted, "fire-shaped palm", only to see Xiang Hao's palms suddenly filled with flames.
"Martial arts, first-order martial arts fire palms!"
"It seems that this time the special disciples of the noble children are in trouble"
Seeing Xiang Hao using a fire-type palm, everyone praised again and again.
"The lowest level of first-order martial arts"
"It seems that the disciple of Ji Nan Martial Academy, this one person is a little qualified to challenge my Yan'er."
The high-level forces on the high platform also opened their eyes.
"Martial arts?" He Xian's pretty face was full of fear.
Xiang Hao ignored He Xianxian, and slapped out a palm, before He Xianxian could react, Xiang Hao's palm instantly appeared in front of He Xianxian
"Boom"
The dust dispersed, and the corners of He Xianxian's mouth were also a trace of blood, and his face was full of pain.
"I'm sorry! I have to defeat the noble children with such strength" Xiang Hao clenched his fists and walked off the arena.
Watching the other female disciples help He Xianxian off the martial arts arena, the other Ji Nan disciples outside the arena shook their heads again and again
"It's too ruthless"
"I'm still a female disciple."
"There's no humanity yet, why should I heal my wounds!"
Chen Feng saw Xiang Hao who stepped off the stage, "I should be able to resist his martial arts."
"It's just the most basic martial arts," Ning Yang said.
"Sure enough, martial arts are the beginning of the cultivation path that is on," Chen Feng shook his head with a wry smile, "You must break through as soon as possible after the competition."
Finally it was Chen Feng's turn, Chen Feng was arranged in the fourth game, and the opponent was only a foundation building third stage.
"In the fourth game, Wu Ling vs. Chen Feng"
Wu Ling watched Chen Feng walk onto the stage with a smile on his face, although he also knew that Chen Feng had the title of Leg Sweeping King, but he was the third stage of foundation building, if it wasn't for the time being too tight, I was afraid that he would have broken through the martial arts.
Wu Ling looked at Chen Feng on the opposite side and said, "Leg Sweeping King, you are a person who has just built a foundation in the martial arts competition, and it should be over when you come to me."
Looking at Wu Ling, who was holding the victory, Chen Feng smiled calmly, "Sure enough, my strength still makes me look down on me."
"Let's go", the white-bearded old man saw that Chen Feng and the two had already said hello, and immediately shouted.
"I'll solve you in two minutes!" Wu Ling smiled and immediately rushed towards Chen Feng.
The fist struck Chen Feng in an instant, and Chen Feng could only dodge again and again, Chen Feng only wanted to retain his physical strength now, and it was enough to give Wu Lingsin the strongest blow at the necessary moment.
"Will you only run away, it seems that your title of leg sweeping king is also in vain!" Wu Ling sneered. Looking at the speed at which Chen Feng dodged, he was also depressed.
Wu Ling kicked out again, and Chen Feng immediately retreated.
Seeing that Chen Feng had retreated to the edge of the competition platform, Wu Ling snorted coldly, "Now I'll see how you hide!"
Chen Feng's fans in the audience also sweated for Chen Feng, and sure enough, the leg sweeping king was still not strong enough.
"Isn't that what you can't do?" said Lin Hong with a smile
"Chen Feng......" Mu Qingying's hands were also slightly clenched.
Wu Ling's fist gathered slightly, and a heavy punch hit Chen Feng, watching the fist get bigger and bigger in front of his eyes, Chen Feng moved......