Zhennan Tiger: Thousand Words Fight!

Wu Huai dragged out an afterimage that synchronized all movements, and with the storm in his hand, he collided with Yan Yu in an instant.

Rumble!

Yan Yao's whimsical back hook foot directly changed into a kick, and the white mist of the vertical earth stepped out under the soles of his feet!

With a loud bang, Yan Yao was directly blown away by Wu Huai.

Just when everyone thought that this round was over, Wu Huai sneered.

"This is just the beginning!"

Everyone's eyes were stunned, and they saw Wu Huai's footsteps moving around, and the qi waves around him collapsed again, dragging out a substantial afterimage that followed closely.

He instantly caught up with Yan Yu in mid-air with the help of three steps, and pulled back with his claws to clasp the opponent's ankle.

The retreating figure was forcibly dragged towards Wu Huai.

Bounce, kick, kick, top!

The dense attack like a torrential rain fell in an instant.

Obviously, the fist brings a wave of qi, but when combined together, it produces an amazing suction.

Ahh

Yan Qi was directly hit in the air by this swift attack and couldn't fall.

The horrific image made the hearts of onlookers tremble.

I couldn't see Yan Qi's expression clearly, but what was shocking was that even now, Yan Qi didn't snort.

With a bang, a black shadow flew straight out seven or eight meters, and finally stopped after hitting the edge of the light mask.

Yan Zhen landed.

Syllable!

There was a crunch.

Yan Yu supported the ground with one hand, like a concrete pillar supporting the building about to fall.

The boy's knees stopped abruptly when he was still more than ten centimeters above the ground.

"This is Hurricane Academy, you must remember one thing when you talk and do things, which is to put away all your pride."

"Now, apologize to Zuo Dong in front of outsiders, and then admit defeat with your greatest sincerity, and you can walk out from here."

Wu Huai moved his wrist and neck and walked forward, and his indifferent voice spread in all directions.

Creak.

Creak.

A clenched fist sounded.

Whether it is Che Yunhu and Shao Yixiu, who are also in the forefront, or Gao Yue and Wang Xinxing in the same bedroom.

Everyone clenched their fists white.

This is a battle that belongs to Yan Zhen, yes, but it also represents the face of the new profession of combat reserve.

Yan Yu admits defeat, and it is understandable to be reasonable.

The inevitable consequence of this is that today's battle will be passed on across the campus.

People don't care about Wu Huai bullying the small, because this is a battle for super liberation.

On the contrary, when the time comes, some people will preach the benevolence and righteousness of Wu Huai.

A member of the same society was injured, and he acted decisively.

In the face of the junior freshmen, with pity.

A great and righteous image was established in an instant.

What a deep scheming!

……

And Yan Yu doesn't admit defeat?

Is this possible?

Beyond the strength of a whole rank.

Martial arts skills, speed, and strength are comprehensively surpassed.

Wu Huai is worthy of being the successor of the Lingnan Wu family, even if this strength is in the Hurricane Academy, which is full of geniuses, it is also outstanding, enough to be proud of his peers.

As far as the cadets of the combat reserve are concerned, no one wants Yan Qi to admit defeat, and they are even willing to fight on Yan Qi's behalf.

However, in the original testing stage, Yan Qi's strength ranked second, second only to Lu Ze!

If they can't even beat Yan Qi, then they can only give it away for nothing.

For new students, Wu Huai, a star student in the third grade, is a big mountain in front of him, and there is no possibility of crossing it at this stage.

Shao Yixiu, Che Yunhu, no uncomfortable and arrogant people, only feel a huge grievance at this moment.

Tick......

A drop of blood spread out on the ground, like a flower.

Tick......

Another drop.

The dangling left hand gently wiped away the blood from the nasal passage.

Yan Yu raised his head, and those eyes were so crazy and dead silent that they made the scalps of dozens of spectators who were staring at him tingle.

[He—He actually laughed! 】

"Is that all?"

The air was agitated, and Yan Yu's right hand pressed against the ground, bouncing off the ground like a cannonball.

A roar of tyranny and madness bloomed directly in the venue.

"You can't even make me hurt!"

Yan Yu, a young man who has been so low-key since he came to the academy that he was almost forgotten, finally showed his true blood at this moment.

Perhaps, he at this moment is the real him!

"Yan Yu ......"

Gao Yue muttered in his mouth.

Everyone in the class looked solemn.

Wu Huai grinned, looking at Yan Qi, whose instantaneous running speed exceeded 75 m/s, a violent excitement flashed in his eyes.

"That's it, you're too weak just now!"

Wu Huai squatted down in an exaggerated posture, and his thigh muscles rose instantly.

Airplanes.

Everyone's eardrums bulge.

I saw Wu Huai crashing through the air waves, and instantly caught up with Yan Yu.

"But you are abandoned by the times after all!"

"Today, on this ordinary day, let me tell you what is the combination of super power and martial arts."

For the first time, Wu Huai happily confided all the desires in his heart.

This will be the beginning of his tenure at the helm of the Hurricane Fighting Club.

His name, along with the special word of super martial arts, will be engraved in the glorious history of the Hurricane Academy Fighting Club, turning into the glory of the family and always influencing future generations.

[Thank you fate for giving me such a wonderful opportunity!] 】

Wu Huai looked at the sky, his eyes glinting.

The right hand was gently held up, and the tips of the five fingers shimmered.

The static translucent clone in the distance moved slightly, and with Wu Huai's fierce pull, it swept into the air in the next breath.

[Ghost Phantom]!

Because of the particularity of the energy and the lack of the restriction of the mass of the body, the Xingyuan clone actually intercepted Yan Qi in mid-air at a speed of 1.5 times the speed of the body, slowing down Yan Qi's speed with a strong momentum.

Wu Huai's gaze met Yan Yu's bloodshot eyeballs, the corners of his mouth floated mockingly, and his five fingers interlaced and pulled suddenly.

It seems to be pulled by an invisible force.

The clone, which had fluctuated a little from the collision, swelled violently.

Circles and circles of ripples swung out, and they shrank sharply behind the synthesis circle in front of Yan Qi.

[Ghost Shadow Thread]!

Yan Yu's movements can be described as extremely fast, but he was still affected by this strange energy fluctuation, his movements slowed down suddenly, and the leg skills he originally intended to use were forced to change to stepping.

Seeing this, Yan Qi no longer tried to break free, but looked directly at Wu Huai with Sen Ran's eyes, and his whole body burst with tendons, and he directly crashed into Wu Huai who was rushing head-on.

Don't retreat, move forward!

The ruthlessness of the decision made in an instant is moving.

At this moment, Wu Huai seemed to see a hungry wolf fighting back in a desperate situation.

Far from being surprised, he laughed out loud.

"I can't help myself!"

Hands clenched together into claws, whistling.

[Zhennan Tiger Fist: Double Tiger Split Armor]!

One person and one shadow, like two fierce tigers coming one after another, jumped in an instant.

The momentum is majestic, not to mention those students with dry mouths, even Luo Wan, who used to be the head of the Shangnan Film Club, also felt faintly shocked.

In terms of strength alone, Hurricane Academy is worthy of the reputation of the top academy in Xia Kingdom.

The connotation can be seen from this.

One claw went down, and Yan Yu caught it.

But—

And the shadow strike that followed.

On the battle T-shirt worn by Yan Yu, a blood mark of 30 centimeters instantly cracked!

Wu Huai, who had entered the state of battle, had no external objects in his heart, and his eyes were indifferent and terrifying.

The main attack, the pursuit of the Zhennan Tiger Fist, and the combined attack of the ghost clone!

Every time Yan Qi fights, it means that he has to endure three full attacks.

The peak of the 7-star strong wind level, this is already enough to sit on the list of martial arts strength in Liberty City.

In addition, it was recognized as an S-class by the Super Energy Association, but the super power [trickery puppet] was not announced!

Even though Yan Qi's counterattack was also swift and violent, Wu Huai still achieved all-round crushing!

- Bang bang bang!

Dadada!

Boom!

Knock –

Rain-dense attacks in unison.

Yan Yu is like a fierce beast that does not admit death and does not admit defeat, constantly repeating the cycle of falling, getting up, counterattacking, and falling again.

Soon, Yan Yu's T-shirt became tattered.

Blood stained the clothes red, dripping to the floor.

The corners of the mouth and nose began to spill blood.

……

In the huge platinum arena, there was silence.

Everyone was shocked to look at the absolutely unyielding figure.

Ming Ming has suffered a heavy blow enough to cause a coma, and Ming Ming has been thrown to the ground again and again.

But Yan always stood up again the next second when people thought the battle was over.

The battle was so fierce that no matter how arrogant people were, they were silenced at this time.

Wu Huai was also completely angry.

Each shot is heavier than the last.

"Convincing or not—"

"I ask you if you accept it!"

In the suppressed questioning voice, Wu Huai and the ghost shadow intertwined, and the intensity of the attack rose again.

Gao Yue's eyelids were jumping, he turned his head to look at Lu Ze, and said in a trembling voice: "Lu Ze, Yan Zhen ...... him"

The rest of the words were not finished, but the meaning was already clear.

[I'm afraid he will be seriously injured, and even his life is in danger! 】

In Gao Yue's eyes, in the entire venue, I am afraid that only Lu Ze can stop it.

But Lu Ze always stood with his hands in his pockets from beginning to end, still with that indifferent face.

At this time, seeing the pleading eyes of Gao Yue and the others, Lu Ze finally had a slight reaction.

"It's not enough."

Just three words made Gao Yue and the others stiffen.

Not enough?

Do you have to be killed?

Lu Ze, what are you waiting for!

- Boom!

A concussion came from underfoot.

In the field, Yan Yu was beaten into a hanging painting by a double shadow, and slid to the ground with a protective light shield.

This time, instead of reaching out to hold the ground, he fell headlong to the ground, covered in scars and blood.

Distance.

Wu Huai was panting heavily, and his eyes were a little red.

He lost his temper.

Why this guy won't throw in the towel.

obviously apologized on the spot, and it was okay to admit defeat respectfully to him.

Why did you have to be beaten until your nose is blue and your face is swollen, and your body is bruised!

Also, why didn't you fall down early and get up again and again.

How can you have such tenacious perseverance!

Countless angry questions echoed in my heart.

But at this moment, he was watched by the crowd, and he couldn't send out this evil fire.

If it's not a competition in the same house, if it's a training experience in the wasteland.

He could have just gone down to the killer!

Right now......

Wu Huai closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't want to assert his superiority with such a lengthy battle, the contest was over after all.

"With the ability to resist attacks like a zombie, he is a qualified cannon fodder."

Wu Huai sneered, said what he thought was the highest evaluation, and turned to leave.

……

"That's enough."

Outside the field, Lu Ze suddenly spoke softly, his eyes bright.

What is enough?

Gao Yue and Wang Xinxing were stunned, but they didn't react.

Until—

Syllable.

It was the sound of a bloody palm slapping on the ground.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and their hearts beat heavily when they saw those completely blood-red eyes.

Wu Huaimai stopped in mid-air, with extreme tyranny in his eyes, and turned around.

"You're finally hurting me...... Ahem......"

The boy spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up at the back in front of him, revealing a smile that made everyone's hearts palpitate.

"Waste."

Two words fell.

In the venue, a strange moment of picture freezes, Yan Yu's right eye is clear, and his left eye is filled with blood that is so thick that it can't be dissolved.

A terrifying aura that palpitates in the strange rising blood that spreads the entire venue—

Tyranny arose.