Everyone held their breath and watched the audience stand up from their seats at the same time as Yang Zikun got up.

At this moment, even the representatives of the big forces who came to Jiangyin Academy were a little moved, the current battle, let alone a small city, even a county could not be seen.

Yechen and Yang Zikun, both of them easily defeated their opponents to win the game, and everyone wanted to see what kind of effect these two people would have if they collided together.

Yang Zikun jumped into the ring first, and then Yechen followed.

Yang Zikun hugged his fists at Yechen and said, "Yang Zikun, concede." ”

"Yechen!" Yechen hugged his fists.

Yang Zikun said: "Your strength, even I feel surprised, I hope you don't let me down." ”

Yechen said as a matter of course: "I'm afraid you'll disappoint me." ”

When Yang Zikun heard this, he was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Okay, I hope your strength can be worthy of your confidence, so that I can fight happily and show all your strength." ”

"Come on. Yechen said, "I'm afraid that if I make a move, you won't have a chance." ”

"Okay!" Yang Zikun didn't talk nonsense, his body quickly approached Yechen, and slapped Yechen's chest with a palm.

The strong palm power was like a wall pushing over, and before the palm arrived, Yechen's clothes and long hair were already dancing behind him.

Yechen's right hand reached out and grabbed Yang Zikun's wrist.

Yang Zikun sneered, his own palm was slapped, how powerful it was, if the other party grabbed it directly, the powerful destructive power could injure the opponent's hand.

The next moment, Yang Zikun saw that when Yechen's palm approached his wrist, he did not directly grasp his wrist, but slapped it gently, using a very clever force, and slightly changed the direction of his palm that he slapped forward.

Yechen's body was lightly sided, and he avoided Yang Zikun's palm very easily.

"Okay!" Yang Zikun shouted, he sincerely felt admiration for the use of Yechen's blow power, but although Yechen rushed into his chest, his hand was no longer able to exert force, but it didn't mean that he lost, Yang Zikun's other hand immediately moved, and began to constantly slap Yechen's body, and his feet were not idle, his feet kept changing and kicking out, and the silver light on his body kept flashing.

Yechen smiled softly, Yang Zikun's skills are very strong, not even inferior to himself who has cultivated the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and his combat experience is also good, he must have had many experiences in life and death to be able to have such an achievement.

A young man with a deep background to experience life and death struggle, which is much better than Qin Muge's others, but it also makes Yechen appreciate it a little more.

Appreciation is appreciation, but Yechen's hand has not stopped, Yechen only needs to run thirty percent of the strength, and he can easily defuse Yang Zikun's attack with strength.

Everyone under the ring only saw the two of them hitting the ground and going back and forth, which was very lively, and only people with real eyesight could see the horror of Yechen.

For example, the representatives of the major forces in the stands, such as Huang Xinrou in the audience, and the major families sitting in the corner of the martial arts hall, including Liu Qingyang, the head of the Liu family.

All those who can understand Yechen's movements look at Yechen like a monster, and it takes a lot of rich combat experience and combat skills to be able to defuse Yang Zikun's continuous attacks like a tide.

At least, they hadn't seen such young people.

When Yechen defused Yang Zikun's raindrop-like attack, he suddenly kicked out and stumbled lightly under his feet, Yang Zikun lost his balance, and the whole person fell to his side.

At the same time as falling, Yang Zikun supported the ground with one hand with his right hand, and his upward-facing feet flashed with silver light and kicked towards Yechen's head.

Yechen smiled slightly, moved his body slightly, and easily avoided it, and at the same time, kicked his right foot on Yang Zikun's chest, kicking his body out.

Yang Zikun's body flipped in the sky, and after falling to the ground, he took five or six steps back in a row before stopping.

Rubbing his swollen and aching chest, Yang Zikun laughed loudly: "Okay, good, your strength is stronger than I imagined, enough for me to exert my full strength." ”

Yechen nodded and said, "Let me see how good Yang Feng is at teaching people." ”

"You!" Yang Zikun's pupils shrank, "How do you know..... Where I came from. ”

Yechen smiled, "If you can beat me, I'll tell you." ”

"Okay!" Yang Zikun shouted, "No matter how it ends, I'll invite you to drink." Yang Zikun's body suddenly rushed forward, and this time, the silver light on his body was even brighter.

"Eat my palm, martial arts, through the bone dragon break!" At this moment, the palm power is no longer strong, if every palm of the previous battle is like wielding an iron rod, then after performing the martial arts, it is equivalent to grinding that iron rod into a sharp long sword, and the power is not the same.

Yechen smiled and said lightly: "Martial arts level martial arts, not bad." After finishing speaking, Yechen took a step forward, and then slapped out with a palm, and the power condensed by Yang Zikun was directly smashed by Yechen.

Yang Zikun looked at Yechen incredulously and said, "You can actually see the flaw in my blow? ”

Yechen smiled: "Come again." ”

Yang Zikun pulled out the long sword from behind his back, the expression on his face was extremely serious, and he said in a deep voice: "I'm going to use the strongest sword, if you can't catch it, stop it immediately, and I will revoke the sword move." ”

Yechen shook his head: "Do it with all your might, you are not qualified to let me back down." ”

"Okay, let me see your arrogant capital. On Yang Zikun's long sword, a little silver light was condensing, and suddenly, the entire sword emitted a dazzling silver light.

Holding the silver sword, Yang Zikun shouted: "Be careful, eat my sword, evil light ghost sword!"

The sword stabbed at Yechen from the void, and Yechen's face flickered in the silver light.

Yang Zikun's power also exploded in full force at this moment, and the power of the martial arts realm made many viewers who were close to them feel suffocated for a while.

In the audience, Zhang Yun clenched her fists tightly and watched this scene nervously, this sword was too strong, and she was worried that something would happen to Yechen.

The rest of the people held their breath and didn't dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing this rare scene, most people would never see such a wonderful duel in their lives.

Under the long sword, Yechen smiled faintly: "The talent is good, no worse than Yang Feng." ”

The long sword was like a bolt of lightning, and it stabbed into Yechen's chest as he spoke. Everyone's pupils shrank slightly, as if they saw the image of Yechen being pierced through the chest by a sword.

The longsword finally stopped at Yechen's chest.

Did Yang Zikun finally give up? Countless people looked at it.

saw Yang Zikun's long sword, staying on Yechen's chest, caught by two fingers that shimmered with a faint silver light.