Wang Hao slowly retracted the kicked thigh, his kicking technique was quite indecent, and such a move could not be found in the official records of any academy at all. This is the number of ways that Wang Hao summed up by himself in the battle on the black street, which is completely a trick that can only be used by street gangsters, but it is unusually effective.

Qin Peng stood up, his face became like a pig's liver, and the sense of humiliation in his heart was about to break through the sky. He had never been so aggrieved in his life as he was today, and his actions just now were like a defeated dog that had been kicked and crawled all over the ground. Since he was born, he is the only one who has beaten others all over the ground to find teeth, but he has never been so humiliated by others. Each of his enemies, under his utter humiliation, had finally succumbed to him like a defeated dog, and today he suddenly experienced the feelings of those losers, which made him almost lose his mind with anger.

"You're looking for death!" Qin Peng's figure flashed on the spot, rushing out at a rapid speed like wind and lightning. The cultivation of the 7th level of the Spirit Shaping Realm broke out in full force, and a giant eagle covered in crimson appeared behind him. Although he was a warrior-type psionic, due to the Heaven-level Battle Spirit Fire Eagle, his speed was extremely fast, even much faster than that of an ordinary assassin-type psionic. This time, he completely put away his heart of contempt for the enemy, and he was full speed as soon as he shot.

Specific speed? Wang Hao smiled slightly, and the cell-scale electricity flowed through the limbs, and the power of thunder blessed his whole body, greatly activating his entire body. His figure drew a row of afterimages in the air, and in an instant, it had swept behind Qin Peng, still the road of street gangsters, and glared at Qin Peng's ass fiercely.

With a bang, Qin Peng fell out again, still landing on his face first. This time, Wang Hao didn't give up the opportunity to pursue, his figure followed like a teleportation, and kicked out again before Qin Peng could fully get up.

Qin Peng desperately accelerated, trying to shake off Wang Hao's pursuit, but Wang Hao's figure appeared behind Qin Peng again and again like a ghost, and every time it was the same street kick, kicking Qin Peng like a dog.

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially Qin Peng's team members, they thought it would be a one-sided game, which was true, but the position of the two was different from what they expected in their hearts. They thought that Wang Hao was a dog, but the truth slapped them in the face, Qin Peng was kicked by Wang Hao and crawled all over the ground like a dog, and it was extremely difficult to even get up.

Only Lu Chengtian smiled, he was really not mistaken, this Wang Hao's spiritual power is extremely strong, and it can be said that it is rare in the world. Although his perception completely lost its effect on Wang Hao, with Lu Chengtian's cultivation at the peak of the spiritual realm and nearly a hundred years of experience, he concluded that Wang Hao had encountered some kind of great opportunity in the process of hunting the beast king, and he probably happened to comprehend some kind of natural power. Now his speed far exceeds the limit of the Shaping Spirit Realm, according to Lu Chengtian's observation, the power he has in his hands should be the power of thunder, and only a strong spiritual power like Wang Hao can steadily control this natural power that should belong to the Earth Spirit Realm in the Shaping Spirit Realm.

The air in the arena suddenly heated up, and the flame lotus blossom suddenly appeared in Qin Peng's palm, and then exploded, and a powerful shock wave swept across the battlefield, and the students with slightly lower combat power were even directly knocked to the ground.

Wang Hao was also caught off guard by this sudden heat wave, and was forced to turn into a defensive posture, and had to temporarily retreat from in front of Qin Peng.

Qin Peng stood in the center of the flames, his eyes were red, panting, and he no longer had the calmness he had at the beginning of the battle. After the battle just now, he had to admit that he was very wrong. Wang Hao's speed was too fast, just relying on his speed of level 7 of the Spirit Shaping Realm, it was not enough to pose any threat to Wang Hao, and even touching the corners of the other party's clothes was an extravagant hope.

"You're fast, but that's all." The flames spread along Qin Peng's arm, quickly enveloping him in it. The extremely high temperature distorted the surrounding air, and Qin Peng stood in the flames like a phantom, looking extremely weird. This is the killer weapon that Qin Peng has been hiding, he has comprehended the mystery of the flame element many years ago by relying on his own battle spirit fire Lin Eagle. He had never used this ability in all these years, just to surprise the enemy at a critical moment. Today, Wang Hao's strength greatly surprised him, forcing him to use this ability that he had been carefully hiding.

The orange-red flames gradually converged into Qin Peng's body, causing his body to take on a strange fiery red, as if the legendary evil ghost from hell.

The ability Red Fire enters the body, using the heat of the flame to speed up its operation at the cellular level, resulting in a burst of speed and power far beyond the current psionic level.

With a bang, Qin Peng disappeared on the spot, and a string of sonic booms swept along his moving route, his speed actually broke through the sound barrier, and the melon-eating crowd on the sidelines covered their ears one after another to prevent their eardrums from being punctured by the sonic boom.

Wang Hao's eyes were sharp, his eyes of insight were fully opened, Qin Peng's speed was similar to him under the blessing of the power of flames, and it was impossible for him to tease Qin Peng as easily as he did just now.

With a bang, Wang Hao and Qin Peng each retreated a few meters backwards, and the first direct collision between the two of them was evenly matched.

Wang Hao's body flipped in the air, his toes touched the ground, his legs exerted force again, and in an instant, he had already come behind Qin Peng, and his right hand hit Qin Peng's neck like lightning.

Qin Peng quickly turned around to meet the attack, no longer sluggish just now, in just one breath, the two sides had already punched dozens of times, each attack was blocked by the other party, and neither attack was solid.

It seemed to be evenly matched, but Wang Hao knew that he had already suffered a dark loss, and Qin Peng's flame power invaded his body along the skin in every encounter, and although it was quickly decomposed by his ability, it still caused small burns to his body. As the number of collisions increases, this burn will accumulate and end up causing him massive damage. His thunder power had just awakened, and he could only use it to speed up, and he couldn't invade the opponent's body like Qin Peng's flame power, causing trouble to the opponent's actions.

Wang Hao understood that Qin Peng had seen that he had already been seriously injured, and deliberately delayed time in this way, wanting to drag him to the point of physical collapse.

As the old saying goes, come and don't be rude, and when it comes to the consumption of dark energy, there is nothing like the destructive power of psionic shock. Streams of spiritual energy vibrated in Wang Hao's body, and with each of his blows, they steadily blasted into Qin Peng's body.

Qin Peng was sneering in his heart at this time, once he could keep up with Wang Hao's speed, with Wang Hao's strength of only level 1 of the Spirit Shaping Realm, it would be impossible for him to be his opponent at all. The power of his flames would penetrate his body with every attack, and Wang Hao's seriously injured body would soon collapse due to the accumulated damage, and he could pinch Wang Hao as much as he wanted when the time came.