"It's so strong!"

Qu Xiaoran dodged with all her might, avoiding it dangerously, and the wind and waves of the fist marks blew her green silk into a wild dance.

Before Qu Xiaoran could land, Wu Kun's huge figure had already appeared in front of her weak body, and he blasted out again with a punch.

Qu Xiaoran could only raise the short knife to resist, but how could he block such a terrifying fist, the short knife was shocked and flew out, and Qu Xiaoran also staggered back.

"Come again!"

Wu Kun attacked again with a continuous heavy punch, Qu Xiaoran could only resist with his slender arms, only feeling that the boulder weighing thousands of catties was in free fall, almost shaking Qu Xiaoran's weak bone frame apart, but her stubborn cheeks still looked unwilling to admit defeat.

"Fuck, it's shameless that he can do it with such a little girl!"

"Damn, Senior Sister Qu Xiaoran has already lost, what else does he want!"

......

The people in Class 10 couldn't stand it anymore and roared angrily.

"If you fight like this, Qu Xiaoran will be injured internally, do I want to play at this time!"

Li Feng intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Yishan, who was sitting not far away, and the other party also looked here, but nodded knowingly, and immediately rushed into the ring.

Rumble!

Yi Shan suddenly blocked in front of Qu Xiaoran, and stretched out his big palm to wrap Wu Kun's bombarded fist: "I'll accompany you to continue playing!"

"Yishan, I want to see what you can do if I haven't seen you for a few months!"

The corners of Wu Kun's mouth cracked, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"Okay, you'll see!"

Yi Shan said expressionlessly.

Qu Xiaoran saw that Yishan had already walked up, so he understood, rubbed his bruised arm and walked down.

"Immovable as a mountain!"

The muscles of Yi Shan's whole body suddenly swelled, and his whole body flashed with terracotta-colored light marks, and his arrogance suddenly competed with Wu Kun.

"Who do you think is stronger, Senior Brother Yishan or Wu Kun?"

"It's hard to say, the two have fought several times in the past, and Senior Brother Yishan has lost more and won less, but this time the two have fought each other for the first time in a few months, and the strength of both of them has grown greatly!"

"No matter what, we will support Senior Brother Yishan!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Yishan, come on!"

......

The voice of Class 10 was suddenly sheng, applauding Yishan for saving Qu Xiaoran, cheering for Yishan, and Yishan's heart was also encouraged, and the fighting spirit was stronger.

"I'll play with you if you want to!"

Wu Kun sneered, and blasted away with a punch, and silver-white fist marks roared out, like a flood of iron.

"Drink!"

Yi Shan roared angrily, his huge figure was as steady as a rock, and his arms blocked the momentum of the other party's impact, but he didn't move at all.

Wu Kun launched a frantic attack, and his fists surged out overwhelmingly, sweeping the entire ring.

If it weren't for the automatic repair of the formation as a support, the ring would have been shattered a long time ago.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The sound of violent bombardment echoed in everyone's ears, and except for a small number of people, almost all of them did not change color, thinking that if any punch hit their body, it would almost be a shattered end.

And Yi Shan was still as motionless as a mountain, taking every punch of the other party, with an expressionless face.

"Okay, let's see how long you can hold on!

Wu Kun roared angrily, his upper body swelled abruptly several times, and the silver-white texture spread out to form a terrifying domineering edge, sweeping away.

Drink!

Yi Shan also roared, his arms resisted with all his might, and the iron flood like a stormy wave bombarded his body, and the entire ring was about to collapse immediately, but fortunately it was solidified by a formation, and slowly recovered.

The stormy arrogance disappeared, Wu Kun looked at the other party sarcastically, Yi Shan did staggered back three steps, and his face showed pain.

"Yishan, were you scared? Don't you even have the courage to fight back!"

Wu Kun sneered.

"Wu Kun, have you grown like this in the past few months?

Yishan still said expressionlessly.

"What did you say?"

Wu Kun asked stunned.

"Since you have no backhand, it's time for me to attack!"

Yi Shan's huge body burst out, and with a punch, the terracotta suddenly exploded, forcing Wu Kun back more than a dozen steps.

"What, how did you get so strong?"

Wu Kun's face changed color.

"This is just the beginning!"

Yi Shan disdainfully threw out his fist again, like a landslide that broke the earth, and Wu Kun's iron flood general offensive was suddenly overshadowed.

The two bombarded each other, and Wu Kun could still fight at first, but after more than 20 rounds in a row, Wu Kun was a little unable to resist, attacking less and defending more, and retreating one after another.

In the end, he was hit by Yishan, knocked Wu Kun out of the air, and fell into the ring.

"Senior Brother Yishan is doing well!"

"Mighty Mighty Mighty ......"

......

The applause in the tenth class was thunderous, and the momentum was once again flourishing.

"I really didn't expect Yishan's skills to rise so much, no wonder you dare to bet with me!"

Zhang Xianghua said with some surprise.

"Hmph, what you didn't expect is still to come!"

Fei Wuji snorted coldly.

"You can be proud, Yishan is the strongest in your tenth class, I don't believe that he can defeat the two geniuses in my class!"

Zhang Xianghua snorted coldly.

......

"It's time to finish! I really didn't expect that I would have a chance to appear in the competition with Class 10!" A thin figure stood up, a young man less than twenty years old, about 1.83 meters tall, with slender legs, and a handsome appearance, which won the cheers of a group of female students in Class 15, and even the eyes of many girls in Class 10 couldn't help but stare at this person.

"This is Bian Qinghong, the second-ranked master in the fifteenth class, and he is also in the top twenty in the entire Dragon Tooth Academy!"

"Class 15 can be regarded as the top class in the entire academy rankings, with two top 20 figures, which is far inferior to our class 10!"

"It's really hard to do this time!"

......

The cheers of Class 10 suddenly weakened, and they looked at Bian Qinghong who walked into the ring with fear.

"Let's make a move!"

Bian Qinghong didn't even bother to look at each other directly, and said lightly.

Yi Shan was enraged by the other party's attitude, and slammed it with a punch, and the terracotta was like a landslide, revealing the breath of destruction.

"Do you want to hit me with such a bulky move?"

Bian Qinghong's handsome face showed disdain, only to see that his body disappeared in place strangely, and Yi Shan's violent fist actually hit the air.

"Drink!"

Yi Shan shouted angrily, and his fist continued to attack Bian Qinghong, but the opponent was like a phantom breeze, and he could always easily avoid the opponent's attack and not stick to the leaves.

"It's too weak, I'm not going to continue playing with you!

Bian Qinghong's voice came suddenly, and after avoiding the opponent's attack, he appeared on the opponent's side like a ghost, and a sharp leg shadow flashed, and it actually hit the back of Yi Shan's head.

only heard a muffled sound, although Yishan has strong defense, but after all, the back of the head is the key point of the human body, and after being hit, the whole head is in a dizzy state, and even some of them are unstable on their feet.

"Let me go down!"

Bian Qinghong snorted coldly, kicked out four or five ghost leg shadows in a row, and kicked Yishan out of the ring.

"Senior Brother Bian is doing well!"

"Is the garbage of Class 10 vulnerable at all!"

"In the future, we decided that it would never be good for class ten to take actual combat classes together, there was no point!"

......

Class 15 immediately cheered to the extreme, but they thought that Class 10 had been defeated and could no longer come up with a decent master.

"Old Fei, I think it's time for you to admit defeat in the bet, call grandpa, I'll listen!"

Zhang Xianghua laughed, completely devoid of grace.

"Fat Zhang, don't be complacent first, you may not lose later!"

Fei Wuji gritted his teeth and said.

"Old Fei, you want to repay the debt, right, is there a more powerful student in your tenth class than Yishan?"

Zhang Xianghua snorted coldly.

"You'll find out if you'll see it later!"

Fei Wuji said.

"Okay, I'll see how long you can get around!"

Zhang Xianghua no longer paid attention to the other party.

"It's boring!"

Bian Qinghong snorted coldly, turned around and was about to walk out of the ring.

"Why are you going?"

Suddenly, a figure came from behind Bian Qinghong.

"What?"

Bian Qinghong's body was suddenly shocked, and when he turned to look, there was a figure standing in the ring.

"Who are you, why haven't I seen you!"

Bian Qinghong's expression was solemn, and few people could come behind him when he turned around without letting themselves notice.

"Li Feng, a student in class ten!"

Li Feng put his hands on his chest, and he was already unhappy when he looked at the other party's pretending to be forced.