Obviously, Mu Qing had cultivated to the pinnacle of the second-order realm, and as his Xuan Gong operated, the cyan true qi quickly enveloped his body, making him, who was already in strong shape, look even stronger.

Wang Fan stared at Mu Qing, and already had the confidence to win in his heart, but he was unwilling to completely expose his strength in the early stage of Dabi, so he decided to suppress his realm at the peak of the second order and have an evenly matched duel.

Thinking like this, Wang Fan also began to operate the Xuan Gong, letting the golden true qi light envelop his body.

Under the ring, everyone sensed that Wang Fan's momentum was no weaker than Mu Qing's, causing a commotion.

"This Wang Fan, who has just been in the first grade, how can he cultivate to the peak realm of the second order?"

"Yes, that Mu Yu Xingchen is the son of a big family, and his cultivation is terrifying, this Wang Fan heard that he has no origin, how can he be so powerful?"

"Even if he cultivates to be in the same realm as Mu Qing, he can't win, after all, Mu Qing has the blood of the giant clan on his body, and the strength of his physique alone is something that Wang Fan can't resist. ”

Everyone was talking, in addition to expressing doubts about Wang Fan's profound cultivation, it was the admiration of Mu Qing's bloodline, and almost no one was optimistic about Wang Fan.

Wang Fan didn't speak, watching Mu Qing approach him calmly step by step, he pulled out the Wind Slashing Sword with a snort, and then stepped on the Phantom Divine Step, rushing towards Mu Qing like a shock.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Fan rushed in front of Mu Qing, Ling Feng's sword technique was unleashed, and the long sword in his hand turned into a pale golden sword light, slashing towards Mu Qing.

"Hmph!" Mu Qing snorted coldly and calmly raised the giant hammer in his hand.

When! The Wind Chopping Sword slashed on the giant hammer, making the sound of Jin Te's blowing, the giant hammer was full of weight, although Wang Fan's sword used forty percent of its strength, but it did not shake it away at all, on the contrary, the huge anti-shock force made Wang Fan's arm a little numb.

Seeing Wang Fan's frowning appearance, Mu Qing smiled sarcastically: "Why can't you bear it?"

"It's better to worry about yourself. Wang Fan replied coldly.

Without further ado, Mu Qing carried a heavy giant hammer and rushed towards Wang Fan again, this time, Wang Fan did not choose to resist again, but cast a phantom step and quickly dodged.

The huge hammer kept dancing in the air, making a sharp sound of breaking the air, but Wang Fan's speed was faster, leaving a trail of afterimages in the ring.

After swinging the giant hammer dozens of times in a row, Rao is Mu Qing's physical strength was amazing, and he couldn't help but feel that his arm was a little sore. He stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead a little panting, and said angrily: "A coward who can only dodge." ”

"Hehe, a waste that can't even touch my clothes!" Wang Fan shot back unceremoniously.

"Look for death!" Mu Qing's rough voice carried a murderous aura, he quickly ran the Xuan Gong, cyan true qi flames surging around his body, and the giant hammer in his hand also carried a shining cyan light.

Whew, whew!

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, Mu Qing swung the giant hammer continuously and smashed towards Wang Fan.

However, Wang Fan's body was extremely flexible, just like a fish in the water, and he avoided the attacks of the giant hammer again and again.

In a fit of rage, Mu Qing used all his strength with every attack, and the giant hammer fell on the ring, smashing the hard ring out of huge pits.

Everyone who saw this scene under the ring was a little shocked, and secretly thought in their hearts that if this giant hammer fell on Wang Fan's body, even if he had strong muscles and bones, he would probably be seriously injured by a hammer.

"You say, who will win this duel? Looking at Wang Fan's dodging figure and the giant hammer following him closely, he asked a little.

"It should be Mu Qing. All along, the person who was not optimistic about Wang Fan said, but his tone was not so confident.

"That's right, Wang Fan knows how to dodge, and he has no strength to fight back. Someone chimed in.

"However, I see that Mu Qing's physical strength seems to be a bit consumed, you see, the speed at which he swings the giant hammer is already significantly slower than before. Some of them hesitated.

That's true, although Mu Qing has been taking the initiative to attack and seems to have the upper hand, but after so long, Wang Fan has not been hurt at all, and Mu Qing, the giant hammer is too heavy, even if he has great strength, the continuous swing makes him sweat profusely and panting.

"Boy, you're a shameless coward!" Mu Qing scolded out of breath when he encountered such a slippery opponent for the first time.

"In the duel, there are only winners and losers, there is no difference between cowards and warriors. Wang Fan said in a light tone, and a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Facing the giant hammer that Mu Qing swung over again, he didn't dodge unexpectedly, but just met it with a sword.

With a bang, the sound of gold and iron clashing, the giant hammer in Mu Qing's hand was unexpectedly shaken open by Wang Fan's long sword.

This is not actually how amazing the power Wang Fan used, but Mu Qing felt that Wang Fan would not resist, so when he swung the giant hammer, he didn't use too much strength.

It's just that the giant hammer was suddenly shaken open, and Mu Qing's chest was suddenly in a defenseless situation, only to see Wang Fan's sword light flash, aimed at Mu Qing's chest and stabbed it.

Mu Qing was shocked and wanted to swing the giant hammer to block, but how could the heavy giant hammer be faster than Wang Fan's light and agile long sword, there was no way, he could only roll on the spot on guard, and only then did he avoid Wang Fan's sword.

Somewhat embarrassed, he quickly got up from the ground, Mu Qing's face was pale, and he glared at Wang Fan coldly.

Wang Fan smiled brightly, and said lightly: "It's better to give you the name of a coward." ”

As he spoke, Wang Fan performed the Ling Feng Sword Technique, and with a bang, one after another fierce sword lights slashed towards Mu Qing.

Mu Qing hurriedly blocked and dodged, but his speed was obviously much slower than before, and many times, Wang Fan's long sword was slashed across his clothes.

"Oh my God, how did the situation change so quickly!" Everyone in the ring was still watching Mu Qingsheng's attack just now, but they didn't expect that it would be just a moment of effort, and he would become a chicken flying and a dog jumping in embarrassment.

"The outcome of this duel is probably going to be much beyond everyone's expectations. This Wang Fan is really not in vain. ”

"He's only a first-year freshman!" everyone sighed.