Even Yan Yiping's peaceful and mature personality couldn't help but scold at this moment, this Langqing's martial arts skills are really a little too cheap and crazy.

There was no explosion and tearing, there was just ping pong and Yan Yi was dizzy, and Lang Qing kept pressing his hands in the distance, controlling the ground layout of the entire ring.

Due to the constant corners of the sky with knives, forks and halberds, the sharp blades had to make Yan Yi retreat, constantly changing angles to dodge, in case he was strung into a gourd on the spot.

And Lang Qing also took advantage of Yan Yi's distracted state to block the energy barrier that came out of thin air, and specifically touched Yan Yi's forehead.

For a while, Yan Yi looked really busy and extremely embarrassed.

The people in the audience couldn't help but have a change in Lang Qing's strength when they looked at this scene, not only Yan Yi, but anyone in the audience would probably fall into such an embarrassing situation.

Even some people in the audience had some pity for Yan Yi, who came from a humble background and finally got the opportunity to shine in the hospital again, but they were taught a lesson in the second battle.

Lang Qing was wearing golden armor in the distance like a master of architectural layout, methodically controlling and planning Yan Yi's route every step, the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger, it seemed that he really looked down on Yan Yi before.

"Why, aren't you going to use the attribute totem, aren't you threatening to beat me up, I'm afraid I won't have a chance if I don't use it~"

Controlled with both hands, Lang Qing did not forget to gently ridicule Yan Yi, although the situation is extremely clear now, Yan Yi has completely become the beaten party under his own hands, but seeing that Yan Yi has never released a decent martial art from beginning to end, Lang Qing always feels a little uneasy.

"Bang bang..."

Yan Yi flashed several golden swords that fell from the sky one after another, and after breaking through the energy barrier that appeared in front of him, he finally had a trace of space, and his eyes flashed with annoyance.

It's not that there is no way for him to get out of this area, and he is forced to support the blue space for starlight, although there is a high chance of being squeezed by the space, but it is better than hitting the blue nose and swollen face in embarrassment now.

But Yan Yi didn't want to expose his strength too early in the second battle, today was only the first day of the college exam, and there were countless battles waiting for him after that, in the case of his low hard power realm, the sooner he exposed his ability, the more unfavorable it would be for the subsequent battles!

"As you wish... Lao Tzu didn't beat you into a pig's head today, I'm really sorry for such a long period of penance!"

"Hum..."

Fanchenxi, who had been building momentum in Yan Yi's body for a long time, poured out, and then in the few seconds of Langqing's attack, Fanchenxi was like a thousand-armed Guanyin, firmly enveloping Yan Yi in it.

Dozens of wisps of Prosperous Breath were like countless pairs of eyes, staring at all angles of the sky without dead ends, and more than a dozen flying swords fell towards Yan Yi, this time, what shocked Lang Qing was that his golden energy swords did not fall as smoothly as before.

"Woohoo..."

Under the extremely shocked eyes of everyone, the knives, forks and halberds above Yan Yi's head seemed to be grabbed by several pairs of invisible big hands, and then slammed towards Lang Qing in the distance, and Yan Yi was walking towards Lang Qing with great ease at this time.

Originally, it was a martial art that belonged to Lang Qing, but at this moment, he turned his head and stabbed at him one by one, and Lang Qing hurriedly built a few guards in front of him, intercepting all the golden giant swords outside.

And while Lang Qing built an energy barrier in order to resist the golden sword halberd that turned to his side, he couldn't help but be able to create obstacles on Yan Yi's way to him again.

After a few breaths, Yan Yi suddenly sprinted and instantly narrowed the distance between the two to within three meters, and Lang Qing's face appeared extremely clearly in Yan Yi's eyes at this time.

The two looked at each other, Lang Qing was startled, where did he think that Yan Yi would appear in front of him in the blink of an eye, and Yan Yi's dark eyes seemed to be burning with fiery anger, just waiting to tilt towards him.

"Resist the aura!"

In a hurry, Lang Qing hurriedly pinched his hand, and a circle of golden aura spread rapidly from his body to the outside, wanting to push Yan Yi away, while he stepped back at the same time, wanting to widen the distance between him and Yan Yi.

At this time, Lang Qing's attack type was not only Yan Yi, but everyone present already knew that he belonged to the kind of energy mage who bombarded from a distance... And what this type of attack warrior is most afraid of is... Being close to a power-type warrior, especially... Melee warriors!

Having already entered his own attack domain, how could Yan Yi easily let Lang Qing escape again, his hands slammed towards Lang Qing, and the sky and sun instantly gathered, turning into a pair of invisible big hands and directly grasping Lang Qing firmly.

"Prosperity: Pull!"

Lang Qing was horrified to find that at this moment, his body was uncontrollable and was pulled towards Yan Yi by a huge force, and the speed was even far faster than the circle of golden aura he had just released.

"Click..."

After a soft sound, the circle of golden aura shattered out of thin air, and the initiator was Lang Qing who had just released this move, at this moment Lang Qing's face was covered with circles, and the golden armor on his body seemed to dim a little, until the pain from his body made him react, he never dreamed that one day he would smash his own golden ring of resistance with his body!

However, the nightmare... It's just getting started...

When Lang Qing came back to his senses and was about to break free from the restraints around him, an evil and cold face came into his eyes.

Only then did Lang Qing realize that at this moment, he was being held in mid-air by Yan Yi's right hand, gently shaking in mid-air like a little chicken cub.

"You... You... What are you going to do!" Lang Qing said with some panic.

Of course, he knew in his heart what would happen if a martial artist of his type fell into a close-range martial artist, although he was lucky to think that Yan Yi's strength was only eightfold, and he could completely break free, but after Yan Yi punched him in the abdomen, Lang Qing didn't think so anymore...

The abdomen seemed to be frying, and the pain of turning over the river and the sea made Lang Qing can't help but bend his body and spasm uncontrollably, when did he, who has always been noble and magnanimous, suffer this kind of blow, and his body is so sour that he can't even lift up a trace of spiritual power.

"What am I going to do? I like to say... I'm going to beat you up!"

"You..."

Before Lang Qing could speak, Yan Yi suddenly let go of the right hand that grabbed Lang Qing and let Lang Qing fall from mid-air, and then, his right knee was raised, and he slammed into Lang Qing's chest like lightning.

"Boom..."

Under the lightning knee blow under Yan Yi's extreme strength, Lang Qing's fragile body flew out upside down like a broken sack, and the originally shining and luxurious golden energy armor on Lang Qing's body was dim at this moment.

Before he landed, Yan Yi pulled again, and he rushed forward at the same time, and in just a blink of an eye, Lang Qing was caught by Yan Yi again, Yan Yi ruthlessly raised his right leg and kicked him out again towards Lang Qing's stomach.

"Boom... Pulling and pulling... Dian Cun Boxing... Boom.... Come back to me, eat me again!Knock...."

The whole ring was extremely quiet, everyone looked at the stage with a dull face, how could Lang Qing at this moment have the appearance of the strategizing and graceful architect before, at this time, it seemed to be like a leather ball, kicked around by Yan Yi, and the kick out could even return to Yan Yi's hands, which looked extremely funny.

"Phew..."

After Lang Qing flew out upside down again, the layer of golden energy armor on his body finally couldn't withstand any power and dissipated out of thin air, and Lang Qing collapsed on the ground like a shy woman holding her body.

Yan Yi sneered and stepped forward step by step to lift Lang Qing up, looking at his handsome face and smiling.

Lang Qing looked at Yan Yi like a devil in hell at this time looking at his proud face, and couldn't stop the panic in his heart, after a cold war, Lang Qing raised his voice and shouted:

"Referee, I think... Poof..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Yi's quick cannon fist smashed into Lang Qing's face, and Lang Qing's face was bruised and swollen.

"What did you just say?" Yan Yi asked coldly, as if a killer without the slightest emotion.

"I think... Poof..."

Lang Qing shouted again without the slightest hesitation, Yan Yi slammed a punch on his face as usual, this time, Lang Qing's mouth was full of blood, it seemed that several teeth were broken in Yan Yi's mouth, Lang Qing felt the crumbs of teeth in his mouth, and his body trembled with uncontrollable fear, how could Yan Yi at this time have the stunned hillbilly image before, it was completely a demon, a demon!

"The referee... I think... Poof..."

"I think... Poof..."

"Referee, you're so deaf! Poof..."

It may be that fear made Lang Qing desperately shout that he wanted to surrender and admit defeat, but Yan Yi didn't let him say the last word after all.

After a few punches, how could Lang Qing be as handsome and graceful as Jin Pingcheng's demeanor Young Master Lang, at this time, his face was blue and swollen, his mouth was full of blood, two rows of uneven teeth were exposed, and he still spoke with the appearance of a pig's head.

"If you dare to hit me again, I will kill you when you get out!

"I'm going to kill you!

"I... Poof..."

No matter what Lang Qing said, Yan Yi punched him hard in the face, and looked at Lang Qing in his hand so evilly without saying a word, and the referee in the distance didn't seem to see it, without the slightest movement, as if he acquiesced to Yan Yi's abuse.

And after Yan Yi came down a few times in a row, Lang Qing finally became honest, and said with trembling lips extremely weakly:

"Big brother... Uncle, no, no, no, devil, can't you spare me? Why do you do this to me!"

Yan Yi smiled lightly when he heard this: "Do you remember what I said to you before? I see that your face is disgusting..."

Lang Qing's face is the pride that Lang Qing has always had, at this moment, as if it was his last dignity, his face was flushed, and his eyes stared at Yan Yi angrily and hatefully, and shouted:

"I'll fuck you!"