"Okay, so fast." Duan Hong punched the air, causing the surrounding teenagers to scream again and again.

Of course, screaming was that Duan Hong's attack had failed, and at the same time, he was also cheering for Xiao Ning.

"Was I dazzled just now?" A young man rubbed his eyes and said unconfidently, "How did I see that Xiao Ning's body twisted, and then ran behind Duan Hong all of a sudden?" ”

"It's like, it's like, the space around Xiao Ning suddenly collapsed, and the light condensed on him alone, and then, and then he appeared behind Duan Hong."

"Damn, don't say it, I didn't pay much attention to it just now, you said this in retrospect, it seems to be really like this!"

"What is the origin of this Xiao Ning, he is so fast that he can't even catch up with Luo Fengbu, could it be that the footwork he performed just now was taught by Master Yuan?" Some mature people outside the arena are already thinking about the source of Xiao Ning's floating light steps.

"Good, good!" Duan Hong gritted his teeth, his chest rose and fell back and forth, and after taking a big breath to calm down the fist power in his body, he looked at Xiao Ning's gaze even more fiercely,

"I didn't expect you kid to really have two brushes, okay! Come on, do it again! ”

The air flow surged, converging towards Duan Hong's feet, and now Xiao Ning saw clearly, the so-called Luo Fengbu was to hook the surrounding air flow for his own use, and then achieve the purpose of speed rush.

Luo Fengbu, as one of the basic footwork of the Hurricane Martial Arts Gym, is still of acceptable quality.

It's just that it met Xiao Ning's floating steps.

Before Duan Hong's vicious fist attacked, Xiao Ning could always swing his body and easily dodge Duan Hong's attack. In front of the footwork of floating light walking, which can affect light and shadow and line of sight, Duan Hong's Luo Fengbu is like a turtle seeing a galloping rabbit running in front of him.

I can only watch, but I can't do anything.

"Ahhh I'm! After attacking ten times in a row, but even touching the corners of Xiao Ning's clothes, Duan Hong was finally driven crazy by suffocation!

"Xiao Ning! Do you dare to stop running and fight me?! Duan Hong gasped, his eyes reddened.

"What don't you dare." Xiao Ning sneered, "I'm not Xiao Ning if I'm afraid of you!" ”

"Good! Pick me up! ”

Duan Hong was overjoyed, now he was extremely embarrassed by Xiao Ning, and he was being played around, if he continued like this, his face would be lost!

He deliberately provoked Xiao Ning just now, in order to trick Xiao Ning into fighting with him face to face, as long as he was close to the battle, Duan Hong was sure to take Xiao Ning within three moves!

Although his current body has a lot of consumption, it is more than enough to deal with Xiao Ning's first-level martial artist, as for the embarrassed appearance of panting just now, it was Duan Hong pretending.

As the second son of the Hurricane Martial Arts Pavilion, he naturally made a plan, Xiao Ning really thought that he Duan Hong was a brainless person?

Looking at the faint smile on Xiao Ning's face, Duan Hong was secretly happy in his heart, this Xiao Ning had a look of ambition on his face, as if he had already won himself.

To be honest, Xiao Ning's bastard's confident appearance is very annoying! Especially when facing him Duan Hong!

Do you really think he, Duan Hong, has no strength? Do you really think that you Xiao Ning can win with a mere first-class martial artist?

Dream on!

When Xiao Ning approached, Duan Hong's body suddenly burst out and punched Xiao Ning, he was confident that Xiao Ning would definitely not be able to react at such a close distance, and by the time he reflected, his fist had already hit him in the face.

Duan Hong had a secretly happy look, the pale cyan air flow on his right fist surged, if this punch hit Xiao Ning's body, Duan Hong was confident that he would break Xiao Ning's bones!

Be amazed, Xiao Ning! Just blame you for being too careless, thinking that the competition is as simple as that?

Duan Hong imagined Xiao Ning's stupid look, but at the moment when his body exploded, Duan Hong's afterglow swept to the expression on Xiao Ning's face.

It's still an indifferent look.

How can it be?

Duan Hong was shocked in his heart, why is this Xiao Ning still so calm? Why was his fist immediately attacking him, and he was so relieved?

Just when Duan Hong was thinking wildly, a pinprick-like pain suddenly came from his head, this pain came without warning, but the pain was so intense!

The scene in front of him was uncertain, and when the pain in his brain appeared, Duan Hong was like a balloon that had been released from the air, and his originally tense body fell to the ground softly, convulsing constantly.

Xiao Ning smiled freely, he had already seen through Duan Hong's little tricks.

It is true that, just like Duan Hong thought about himself, Xiao Ning was stunned, and he didn't have time to fight back.

However, Xiao Ning has spiritual antennae.

Compared to wasting time with your hands to fight back, it is much faster to fight back with your spirit, which is just a blink of an eye.

"Hehe, how does Second Prince Duan feel?" Considering the future situation, Xiao Ning retracted his spiritual tentacles outward, so that the pain Duan Hong received was very light.

"Me, the pain in my head, you caused it?" Duan Hong raised his head and asked with gritted teeth hard.

"Yes." Xiao Ning nodded.

"Spiritual martial artist, I didn't expect you to be not a regular combat type, but a spiritual martial artist." Duan Hong's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Uh," Xiao Ning tilted his head, then touched his nose, he remembered the scene when he hunted the demon beast before. Although there was the assistance of spiritual tentacles at that time, most of Xiao Ning were demon beasts that were solved with knives.

He shouldn't be a spiritual type of martial artist.

But since Duan Hong thinks so, then let him continue to think so, Xiao Ning didn't bother to refute.

"You, you're sure you're a student at Fengyu High School, aren't you?" After a long time, Duan Hong recovered and asked.

"Yes." Xiao Ning nodded, "School will start in half a month, and after the start of school, it will be a senior in high school." ”

"Oh, so do I." Duan Hong said casually, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"What are you too?" Xiao Ning asked, "You are also a student of Fengyu High School?" ”

"Yes and what." Duan Hong couldn't stand Xiao Ning's gaze looking him up and down, and said slightly angrily at the moment.

"Impossible, when did Fengyu High School have a student like you?" Xiao Ning pointed to Duan Hong's head and said.

Duan Hong's head is yellow hair, and in Fengyu High School, it is expressly forbidden to dye his hair and dress strangely, and the offender will be expelled immediately. Besides, in this batch of freshmen, I haven't heard of any second-level martial arts students.

"I'm a repeat student, that is, a senior in high school." Duan Hong said expressionlessly.

"As for my hair, hehe, it's a feature of my senior year of high school." Duan Hong patted Xiao Ning on the shoulder, as if he suddenly remembered something, and sneered, "Believe me Xiao Ning, the third year of high school, it is definitely not the kind of learning atmosphere you imagined." ”

"And what does a senior year of high school look like?"

"It is a battlefield, a battlefield where princes are fighting." Duan Hong's thoughts flew and he said softly, "As long as you defeat everyone, you will be the boss of all the junior high school students, and you will be able to dominate Fengyu High School!" ”

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