Five-star warriors, see five-star warriors again!

People never thought that in the previous competition, who had always controlled his true qi at the peak level of the four-star level, he was actually a five-star beginner.

This is also the third five-star martial artist among the players who have appeared in this competition, after Bian Xi of Modu University and Rob Nyima of Lhasa University.

The next moment, everyone's eyes converged on Miao Feng's body.

Will there be another five-star added to this battle?

Miao Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, but he really looked up to him so much, is it really a Chinese cabbage to be a five-star martial artist? In previous competitions, five-star is basically a field that only the captains of the two giants can set foot in, and even in individual years, more than 100 colleges and universities together may not have five-star martial artists.

It's a hell of a year this year, it's really a four-star peak like a dog, and five-star powerhouses are everywhere!

Oh yes, there is also a Nanjing demon who is obviously only a four-star middle stage, but can defeat a five-star martial artist.

Miao Fengqiang cheered up and looked at the day of Ti Chena cautiously.

"Do you know what my name means?" Ōri Techina asked suddenly.

Miao Feng didn't answer, his face was expressionless.

He was muttering to himself in his heart: "Who the hell cares what your name means, my name still has a meaning, my father longs for a bumper harvest every year!" ”

He didn't wait for Miao Feng to pick up the stubble for half a day, and he was not embarrassed, so he said to himself: "Do you know what the totem of the grassland is?" Lion, tiger? No, it's a wolf! The meaning of the blue wolf! But now, those steppe wolves, those steppe wolves that we originally worshipped as gods, are wreaking havoc on my homeland! ”

With his words, his expression became more and more crazy: "I love to drink wolf blood and eat wolf meat!" I, Tichena, will one day swear to slaughter those beasts! ”

Miao Feng, as a person from Kunming Safety City, was also deeply touched by the hatred in his heart, but before he could continue his sense of identity, Miao Feng suddenly noticed that the eyes of the young man had a tendency to change to dark green.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the green light in the eyes of this Mongolian boy reminded Miao Feng of the steppe wolf that he had just mentioned.

Just when he was frightened, he had already rushed out, his running was very distinctive, the whole person was almost on the ground, Miao Feng had a vague illusion, as if this was not a human being, but a wolf beast.

"This is my self-realization in the battle with the steppe wolf." He said quietly, the Mongolian scimitar in his hand was already out of the sheath, "Taste it, the scimitar is thirteen!"

Compared with the straight knife with a small arc of the blade, this kind of Mongolian scimitar with an exaggerated arc is actually not very suitable for human mechanics in hand-to-hand combat, and is not very suitable for slashing.

In the earliest days, the Mongol scimitar was born, not for ground warfare, but for fighting on horseback.

When the Mongol men sat on horseback, their fighting method was to use the speed of the horse to drive the scimitar to cause damage, and the unique structure of the scimitar is suitable for this way of fighting, not only full of lethality, but also the scimitar slashing on others, will not be stranded due to the stagnation of the hand.

Of course, he didn't have horses, but his principle of fighting in this kind of rushing was like that of cavalry.

Clang!!

Miao Feng is not to be slaughtered by others, when he rushed in front of him, he swung his knife accurately to block, and a trace of sparks burst out from the two knives.

He swept past Miao Feng, and the scimitar that had just staggered slashed out at his diagonal back at an incredible angle.

Miao Feng didn't have time to react, he was slashed in the back by the scimitar, and with the blessing of true qi, even if the knife was slashed out when the two of them were staggered, resulting in not very strong force, it still opened a wound on Miao Feng's body with the skin and flesh turned out.

With one successful move, he ran non-stop, rushed out for dozens of meters, circled far away, and rushed towards Miao Feng again.

Clang! Poof!

Clang! Poof!

Clang! Poof!

No matter what Miao Feng did, he could stand the front knife of the Pori Tichina, but he couldn't dodge the knife that hit him from the back.

"Scimitar Thirteen Uniques, this is the martial arts master of Inner Mongolia, the famous stunt of the Scimitar Ranger Ao Rige, and the Japanese Tichi can use this martial arts, it seems that either he worships the Scimitar Ranger as a teacher, or it is his descendant!" Xu Xian, who was tortured enough by Xiang Chen's mysterious martial arts and mysterious body method in the morning, let out a sigh of relief and explained.

It seems that in this world, not everyone will practice some unknown martial arts!

And as Miao Feng continued to be bled out, his resistance was gradually weakening, and at this time, his back was already peeling open, and the clothes on his back were also hanging one by one.

Porhi Tichina charged again.

This time, he didn't go under the knife again, because Miao Feng was too slow to move due to excessive blood loss.

The scimitar was put into the sheath, pinched Miao Feng's wrist with one hand, twisted it, and removed the knife in his hand, and the other white and tender palm reached out, pinched the collar of Miao Feng, who was a head taller than him, shoveled it out under his feet, and threw Miao Feng up with his whole person.

Miao Feng only felt that his feet were empty, and then there was a whirlwind of the sky.

All the true qi and strength of the sun Tichi gathered in his waist and abdomen, twisted his hips and turned over, and there was cold excitement in his dark green eyes.

Rumble!!!!

There was a bang, and the whole ring seemed to shake with it.

Miao Feng had completely fainted, and he was lying in a deep pit in the center of the ring, with at least a dozen fractures on his body.

The medical team carried Miao Feng away, and he raised the scimitar in his hand.

The last place in the top four was born, and they are Mongolian universities from the north of China!

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The eight-in-four competition was over, and although Mongolian University and Ōri Tichina showed superb strength, Nanjing University did not feel burdened at all.

Because not at all in a half-district!

The next opponent of the Mongolian University is the Demon Capital University, and the people of the South are hoping that the stronger they are, the better, and it is best to overturn the cubs of the Demon University.

At this time, after they obtained Song Lu's permission, a large group of people went to a very large restaurant in the outer courtyard of Modu University.

It is difficult to find a box that can accommodate 50 people, and several students were busy for half a day after the end of the competition in the afternoon before booking this one.

As for Qian Huaifan, it was because he didn't want to lose his majesty in front of these students, so he didn't come on the grounds that he didn't like to participate in the gathering of these juniors.

And Song Lu was also helpless, and was dragged by Dean Qian, who was in a good mood, to drink alone.

Xiang Chen didn't want to come either, he fought with Rob Nima today, and he wanted to go back early to recuperate.

But he couldn't stand the persuasion of everyone, and Wang Shilei even put forward the theory that alcohol can heal injuries.

In desperation, coupled with the fact that his injuries were not serious, there was enough time for him to recuperate tomorrow, so he came with everyone.

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"What? Our box is occupied by someone else? ”

As soon as the Nanzhong people arrived at the restaurant, they heard that their box had been robbed.

Everyone is a young and strong young man, how can they tolerate such a thing.

"I'm sorry, but they look so fierce," said the waitress at the front desk.

"I'll go see what's going on!" In the military academy, a rather frizzy Nan student rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the only box in this restaurant that can accommodate one hundred and twenty people.

"Alas!" Xiang Chen stretched out his hand to call out to him, but the young man had already rushed in.

Xiang Chen shook his head and sighed.

A group of fierce people robbed a box of one hundred and twenty people, how did Xiang Chen think about it and feel that something was wrong.

Boom!

The frizzy guy rudely pushed open the door of the box, and there were more than 50 people standing behind him, and he was full of confidence at this time.

"Who dares to rob ...... Ga? ”

The moment he pushed open the door, in the entire box, nearly fifty big men raised their heads in unison, and their uniform fierce eyes made the frizzy guys legs and hips tremble.

Syllable!

Just as he was about to sit on the ground with his butt slumped, his strong palm was pinched on his shoulder, providing him with the strength to stand.

The frizzy guy hurriedly looked back, Xiang Chen was standing beside him with a bright smile on his face, and a clear voice came out of his mouth.

"I said, you guys from Mongolian University, it seems a bit too much to grab other people's boxes like this, right?"

The shadow of the famous tree, when Xiang Chen walked out from behind the furry guy, the eyes of everyone in Mongolian University changed immediately, and they all got up and looked at Xiang Chen vigilantly.

They didn't think that the young man in front of them was smiling kindly, and they really thought that this was a good old man with a good temper.

Boom!

It's the sound of wine glasses hitting the table.

"Sit down, what? Want to fight? ”

is still wearing a Mongolian costume, but compared to the formality of the afternoon game, his outfit at this time should be the dress of the Mongolian people when they are resting.

He lined up the crowd and walked in front of Xiang Chen.

When these two people faced each other, whether it was the Nanzhong people behind Xiang Chen, or the Mengguo students behind Xiao Ri Tichi, they all held their breath.

They were really scared that if these two people fought here today, would they be able to end up fighting.

But in a moment of astonishment, Tychina stretched out his hand, Xiang Chen chuckled, and also reached out to shake it.

"Captain Xiang Chen, today is abrupt, sorry sorry, it's really a big victory today, the brothers are hungry for wine, but they haven't been able to find a good place." He changed his ruthless appearance during the daytime game, and said with a smile, looking really like a big boy next door.

"Everywhere, everyone is in the same mood." Xiang Chen was also extremely friendly, as if the human body destruction machine rumored on the Internet was talking about someone else.

"If you don't dislike it, why don't you go together?"

"Gladly." Faced with the invitation of the Pori Tichena, Xiang Chen smiled and agreed.

Then, as the two groups of people looked at each other, Xiang Chen waved his hand at the people of Nanda and took the lead in entering the box.