After a while, many richly dressed people came in the distance, and the first one was the city lord of Qingfeng City, Yu Qingfeng. A faint smile appeared on his majestic face, and he walked into the stands talking and laughing with some heads of big families. After a pleasant greeting, the guests and hosts sat down. Leng Feng looked at the crowd sitting firmly in the stands, but did not see the figure of Uncle Leng Aoyang. In such cases, the head of a small family is not eligible to be included in the list.

After these family masters sat down one after another, the city lord Yu Qingfeng nodded lightly to the old man who was presiding over the martial arts competition on the high platform.

I saw that on a high platform, an old man with a majestic face bowed to the city lord, turned to face the young man who was participating, and said loudly: "It's all quiet." You are all the future powerhouses of Qingfeng City, and if you want to successfully enter the institution of higher learning, there is only one way, and that is to defeat the rest of the opponents and speak with strength. There were a total of 3,200 teenagers participating in the competition this time, but among the various institutions of higher learning in the Heavenly Dragon Empire, only 300 people were recruited in Qingfeng City. Take out your strength, keep defeating your opponents, and fight bravely!" As the old man's voice fell, the cheers of the mountains and tsunamis resounded in the sky.

The old man pressed his hands weakly, and when the scene was completely quiet, he shouted: "In this Qingfeng City competition, the top ten will have rich rewards. The number one reward is a set of human-level fighting skill jade scrolls, a weapon carefully crafted by a forging master, and a reward of 3,000 gold coins. Now I announce the Great Contest of Breeze City, and it has officially begun. ”

Such a generous reward can be said to be the most ever. There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd, especially the human-level fighting skill jade scroll, which made all the participating teenagers blush, and completely ignited everyone's fighting spirit. In the thunderous applause and cheers, one by one, the black-clothed warriors with their backs slowly stepped into the ring. Immediately, according to the wooden number issued, a team of teenagers stood in the ring.

Leng Feng looked around, and soon the fierce duel began. In order to compete for a place in the top 10, everyone tried desperately to knock out their opponents by all means. The loser was knocked out of the ring, with a blue nose and swollen face and bloodstains. Some had their arms and legs broken and fell into the ring screaming in a terrible way. In such a bloody battle, the faces of the spectators turned pale and trembled.

I don't know how long the battle lasted, and Leng Feng, who was practicing the Ancient Quenching Technique with his eyes closed in the audience, was awakened by the shout. "No. 148, go on stage to fight. The black-clothed warrior roared loudly.

Leng Feng looked at the young man who was screaming and constantly falling out of the ring, he never expected the battle to be so fierce. Leng Feng, who was in a daze, was pushed by Ling Wei, "Brother Feng, it's your turn." Call that guy for me. ”

Leng Feng came back to his senses, looked at the thin man holding a wooden sword on the stage, and strode onto the stage with a fixed concentration.

The black-clothed warrior who served as the judge shouted, "Begin." ”

I saw a trace of madness on the man's face, and he jumped up with a roar, and the wooden sword in his hand slashed down with all his might. If this sword hits, I'm afraid that the head will be beaten to pieces!

In the exclamation of everyone, Leng Feng's chubby body quickly flashed to the side, avoiding the wooden sword falling from the sky. At the moment when the two figures staggered, a lightning kick kicked the thin man to the ground. According to the experience of many years of fighting in his previous life, he accurately drew his sword against the throat of the opponent.

In the helpless expression of the other party's unwilling face with his mouth wide open, the man in black said loudly: "No. 148 wins." ”

"Brother Feng is mighty, it's amazing. Defeat the enemy with one move!" Ling Wei and the crowd in the audience cheered loudly.

"If it weren't for my eagerness, you would have been the one who lost. The skinny student said angrily.

Leng Feng smiled helplessly, nodded without arguing. Touching his nose, he said lightly: "When you don't know the strength of your opponent, never think about defeating the enemy with one move." Your pounce is domineering, but in my eyes, I have dozens of ways to defeat you. Looking at the other party's thoughtful face, he smiled and turned around and walked out of the ring.

In the following time, a pair of students fought hard in the ring. On the stage, Ling Wei knocked his opponent to the ground cleanly. It was cheered and praised by everyone. The title of Ling Wei, the civilian star, is indeed worthy of its name. Although he still hasn't been able to comprehend the fighting spirit, his skillful martial arts are still extremely sharp.

As time passed, the black-clothed warrior who served as the referee beckoned No. 148 Leng Feng to come to the stage to fight.

A muscular man walked into the ring with a look of disdain. Disdainfully: "Damn the waste of the Leng family, it's quite arrogant! Let me understand how powerful the waste of the Leng family is!"

Leng Feng looked angry, holding a wooden sword and fighting with the man. The sound of wooden swords clashing was endless.

After a few rounds, Leng Feng said disdainfully: "The strength is insufficient, and the sword is slow." I won't play with you anymore. A lightning bolt of the sword, the wooden sword mixed with an astonishing whistling sound, slashed across the sword fiercely.

The man's face changed, where could he dodge, he could protect his body with a sword. There was a loud bang, only to feel a strong attack, and the wooden sword in his hand had already flown out. His right hand was sore, and he had been held against his throat by Leng Feng with a sword.

"You lost. Leng Feng withdrew the head of the wooden sword and walked down without looking back.

"Brother Feng, mighty ......" Ling Wei laughed and cheered.

The crowd in the audience didn't expect that this former demonic warrior of the Leng family would easily defeat two opponents. They all talked about each other.

"Yo, that's amazing. When did your waste-clogged meridians go through? What a miracle!" A group of people walked over with disdain. After Leng Hu saw Leng Feng, he pretended to be surprised.

Leng Feng opened his eyes, and when he saw Leng Hu approaching quickly, the tiger's eyes were full of anger. If it weren't for the fact that there were still uncles and uncles in the crowd, with his temper, he was afraid that he would do it immediately. Thinking of his mother who committed suicide and what happened to him in the Leng family, anger appeared on his face, and he said lightly: "I will let you know in the ring who is the waste." "The world is like this, the weak are destined to be bullied.

"Feng'er, how were your meridians penetrated, and where have you been in the past three months?" asked Uncle Leng Aoyang.

"Big brother, people are not from my Leng family now. Have you forgotten? These are the words of Leng Feng himself. The third uncle scolded with a displeased face.

"That's it, the meridians are connected, what can you do? You waste don't deserve to stand here at all, so don't embarrass the Leng family. Leng Hu said disdainfully.

Leng Feng's face was stunned, and endless anger surged in his heart. I didn't expect the third uncle and father to humiliate me so much in public. I couldn't help but say coldly: "Even if I'm ashamed, it has nothing to do with you! One day, I will shut up all the people who once belittled me." Turning around, he strode into the crowd.

Leng Hu angrily rushed to the crown, pointed at Leng Feng's back, and shouted angrily: "It's really against the sky that this waste dares to talk to me like this." ”

"Enough, you are also a member of the Leng family, what do you say. Leng Aoyang, the head of the Leng family, frowned and reprimanded, and walked away with a displeased face.

"It was he who wanted to break away from the Leng family, and now he is still a member of the Leng family. Leng Hu was still panting angrily. His eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at Leng Feng in the crowd.

Seeing this, Leng Li whispered: "Brother Tiger, what are you angry with a waste." Even if he is better, what can he do. If you encounter it, just beat it up. ”

"Don't leave your hands when you meet me, teach me a hard lesson to this guy who doesn't know whether to live or die. The third uncle brushed his sleeves away in the cold weather. Back then, the second brother Leng Yan was strong, and he stabilized himself in the family. It's just the misfortune of being killed. I didn't expect to give birth to a son, but he was actually a demon warrior. Even now that this waste has recovered, the waste is still a waste, and it dares to contradict me, and I don't know whether it is alive or dead.

With the passage of time, after the constant fighting of the people. The three hundred places will be full in the blink of an eye.

Leng Feng still stands proudly on the stage, always defeating his opponent neatly.

"No. 148, go on stage to fight. The winner will be directly in the top 10 and will be eligible for further study at a higher education institution. The black-clothed warrior shouted loudly. The eyes of all the people converged together.

A figure rushed into the ring at a very fast speed, looked at Leng Feng with a calm face, and said disdainfully: "I didn't expect it! You're really surprising to me!Is this still the same demonic waster you were at the beginning?Your good luck is over here, let's end it in my hands!" Leng Hu stared at Leng Feng with a sinister smile on his face.

Leng Feng took a deep breath, the tide of hatred came overwhelmingly, and with the demon-like smile of the cold tiger, he slowly opened his eyes, and in the dark pupils of his eyes, there was an extremely strong killing intent. Feeling the abundant power coming from all parts of his body, he slowly drew out the wooden sword and said coldly: "Don't you want to knock me out of the ring? Don't you often bully me? Let's make a break between us here!"

Leng Hu was stared at by his eyes full of murderous intent, and felt a trace of fear in his heart for no reason. There seems to be a sense of strangeness to this waste who used to be beaten and bullied at will. Is this still the cowardly, cowardly, and incompetent wasted man who was afraid of things? This kind of look is so terrifying. Then he was enraged by his own thoughts, he was a waste anyway, and he would be afraid of him, this is too ridiculous! The wooden sword in his hand was raised high, and he shouted angrily: "Go to death! ”

The two of them roared angrily and rushed towards each other, and the wooden sword in their hands slashed down mercilessly, and for a while, the sound of the wooden sword clashing sounded intensively.

As the battle continued, the children of the Leng family, who were originally waiting in the audience to watch Leng Feng make a fool of himself, all opened their mouths wide, and their faces were full of disbelief. Is this still the timid and cowardly idiot Leng Feng from before? At this time, he fought against Leng Hu, the number one master of the Leng family, with a resolute look on his face, attacking and defending, and not falling behind at all. It's like a different person. And the moves used are also very weird, ruthless but extremely sharp. With the pace of moving under his feet, he was extremely powerful, and he actually tied with Leng Hu.

"Oh my God, is this still our demonic wreck? I don't even believe my eyes. ”

"If all this is true, then this former waste is terrible. ”

"No matter what, Brother Tiger will not be defeated by him. The children of the Leng family in the audience talked about it one after another.

Leng Hu, who originally thought he could win easily, kept retreating under Leng Feng's sharp offensive. I felt uncomfortable in my heart and almost wanted to vomit blood. The wooden sword that he wielded with all his strength was always easily dodged by it.

Under the repeated blows, the right hand holding the sword became sore. Looking at the calm Leng Feng with a slight pant, his heart was ruthless, and he roared angrily: "I used to be able to trample you under my feet, and now it's the same." Damn waste, suffer death!" With the roar of rage, an extremely faint white light suddenly and inexplicably appeared on the strong body. For a moment, his strength and speed increased greatly, and he swung a sword at Leng Feng as fast as lightning. Comprehending the fighting spirit has always been his biggest reliance. I believe that Leng Feng will inevitably be defeated by himself under the attack of Douqi.

Leng Hu's sudden outburst startled Leng Feng. Seeing this lightning-fast sword, it was impossible for him to avoid it no matter what, so he hurriedly used his fighting spirit to resist in his busy schedule. Hearing a loud bang, the wooden sword in Leng Hu's hand snapped. His dull face was full of disbelief. Leng Feng had a strong fighting spirit on his body, and he waved his palm fiercely.

There was a crisp snap and a loud slap that hit Leng Hu's face hard. Suddenly, a clear handprint appeared on the faceless face, and the blood at the corner of the mouth slowly dripped down. Immediately afterwards, the right foot, which was infused with fighting energy, kicked Leng Hu in the abdomen fiercely.

Leng Feng snorted coldly, looking at the cold tiger curled up in the ring, trembling all over, he only felt extremely happy. He threw away the wooden sword and kicked it out with a swift kick. In the scream, before Leng Hu landed, his sturdy body shook, and he took Leng Hu in his hand and smiled fiercely, "Which of us is more like a waste?" Without waiting for Leng Hu to answer, he threw him out of the ring with force. glanced at the embarrassed cold tiger with disdain. Standing proudly in Taichung with a cold face.

Leng Feng actually comprehended the fighting spirit, and the intensity of the fighting spirit was comparable to the intermediate level of a junior martial artist. This caused an uproar in the crowd. Many teenagers looked at Leng Feng on the stage with envy on their faces. Shock, envy, jealousy and other expressions appeared on the immature faces. The strength of the junior martial artist and the middle rank, who else can't open his eyes to fight against it. Just as the opponent kept admitting defeat, Leng Feng won the first place in the Qingfeng City competition without suspense. As for Leng Hu, who is known as the genius of the Leng family, he only fell into second place.

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