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In the case that Zheng Jing couldn't dodge at all, Zhao Jingfeng's palms hit Zheng Jing's back fiercely, and with a dull sound, Zheng Jing's body was strongly impacted, and his footsteps rushed forward two steps unstoppably, but after all, he was a martial artist stronger than Zhao Jingfeng, and he quickly stabilized his body, and his face became even whiter at this moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Jingfeng's two palms directly hit him in the same position, and the superposition of the attack had almost reached the full strength of the peak of the tenth layer of spiritual power, although his strength was much stronger than Zhao Jingfeng, but he also suffered some minor injuries, at this moment he only felt the qi and blood in his body churning, and there was a huge pain in his internal organs.

Just when Zheng Jing had just stabilized his body, Zhao Jingfeng had already come behind him again, and his right palm hit Zheng Jing's body again, Zhao Jingfeng's palm seemed to be light and fluttering, as if there was no slightest strength. Despite this, for those who have already seen the strength of Zhao Jingfeng, no one thinks that Zhao Jingfeng's palm is just as simple as it seems.

Zheng Jing turned around suddenly, his eyes were already full of extreme anger at this moment, suffering such a big loss at the hands of an opponent whose strength was much weaker than himself, this was no longer as simple as a simple shame for him.

"Drink!" Zheng Jing suddenly let out an angry roar, his eyes flashed with a crazy look, the faint golden light on his fist continued to flicker, and the powerful spiritual power continued to condense on his fist, and then hit Zhao Jingfeng's chest, and for Zhao Jingfeng's seemingly light palm, Zheng Jing was not prepared to dodge, and planned to hit Zhao Jingfeng with his own blow from the other party.

The incident only happened between lightning and flint, and the attacks of the two hit each other at the same time, and Zhao Jingfeng's seemingly light palm seemed to have no power, and it was silently imprinted on Zheng Jing's chest. Immediately after that, when Zheng Jing's fist hit Zhao Jingfeng's body, there was a dull sound, and the powerful spiritual power knocked the Confucian suit on Zhao Jingfeng's chest out of a fist-sized hole, revealing the white and tender skin inside that made women want to show jealousy, but in the blink of an eye, the part that was hit became a black blue.

"Kick, kick, kick!"

After receiving Zheng Jing's almost full punch, Zhao Jingfeng's face changed slightly, and the originally slightly moist complexion on his face became a little paler, and the impact of the strong force on the fist made his steps even more unstoppable and quickly retreated, and he retreated until the edge of the ring before stopping.

Although Zhao Jingfeng's strength is only eight layers of spiritual power, he has been using "Eight Heavenly Dragon Palms" since he was a child The method of refining the body recorded above refines the body, meridians and internal organs in the body are very strong, so on the surface, although Zhao Jingfeng's figure is a little thin, but the strength of his body's defense and anti-blow ability is jaw-dropping, although Zheng Jing is a martial artist, his strength is much stronger than Zhao Jingfeng, but if he does not use magic weapons, it is really difficult to seriously injure Zhao Jingfeng with his fists and feet alone, at most, it will bring some minor injuries to Zhao Jingfeng.

On the other hand, Zheng Jing, although he was still standing in the same position, his face had become very ugly at this moment, and the muscles of his face trembled slightly, as if he was in great pain.

Before, just when Zhao Jingfeng's seemingly fluttering palm was imprinted on his chest, a strange force was directly transmitted into his body with Zhao Jingfeng's palm, and when this force first entered his body, it suddenly became very violent, frantically destroying his internal organs in Zheng Jing's body.

Zheng Jing's face was extremely gloomy, and he used all his strength to use the spiritual power in his body to clear the power that was causing chaos in his body, and with the support of that powerful spiritual power, he quickly cleared the energy that Zhao Jingfeng sent into his body, despite this, Zheng Jing was also injured by this force, although the injury was not serious, but it would inevitably have some impact on the next battle.

Looking at Zhao Jingfeng who was standing opposite with a calm face, the horror in Zheng Jing's heart was simply incomparable, he never thought that with the strength of his martial artist, he would be so embarrassed by a person who only had eight layers of spiritual power, although he did not use the natal soul treasure, but it was still very easy to defeat a person with ten layers of spiritual power, let alone Zhao Jingfeng, who only had eight layers of spiritual power.

At this moment, after knowing that Zhao Jingfeng was not easy to deal with, Zheng Jing couldn't help but have a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger, and after these few encounters just now, he understood that if he didn't use the Natal Soul Treasure, it would be difficult for him to defeat Zhao Jingfeng, and even, he would be defeated by the other party. But even if he used the Natal Soul Treasure to defeat Zhao Jingfeng, it would definitely not be a glorious thing, and he had clearly said that he would not use the Natal Soul Treasure before, if he violated it at this moment, then even if he won the final victory, I am afraid that his reputation would be ruined, after all, there were many audiences in the ring, and there was no shortage of some old students, and he Zheng Jing, the eldest son of the Zheng family of the Southern Ming Dynasty, could not afford to lose this face.

It's a long story, Zheng Jing's thinking is between thoughts. At this moment, Zhao Jingfeng rushed towards Zheng Jing again, his hands into palms, constantly attacking Zheng Jing, the speed of the palm was very fast, the palm seemed to be messy, but it always maintained a mysterious trajectory running, the lightning-fast palm practice into a string, actually made Zheng Jing's vision produce a Taoist phantom.

Zheng Jing struggled to resist this Zhao Jingfeng's attack, his right hand was dislocated, and he didn't have time to pick it up at all, at this moment he only used one left hand and two legs to resist Zhao Jingfeng's attack, despite this, but with that spiritual power that was definitely stronger than Zhao Jingfeng, Zheng Jing was also invincible for a while. At this moment, Zheng Jing has already begun to face up to Zhao Jingfeng, and he no longer has the slightest intention to underestimate him, and in his heart, he has already put Zhao Jingfeng as an opponent of the same level as himself.

The two fought quickly in the ring, and the battle situation gradually stiffened, and every blow of Zhao Jingfeng was a full shot, and he didn't dare to have the slightest reservation, after all, Zheng Jing's strength was definitely stronger than him, and only in this way could he briefly keep Zheng Jing in a draw.

Zhao Jingfeng's attack became faster and faster, and the palm technique gradually became a piece in front of Zheng Jing's eyes, and Zheng Jing's resistance became more and more difficult, gradually, in front of Zheng Jing's eyes, he saw that all the sky was Zhao Jingfeng's palm shadow, and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false with his eyes, and he could only rely on his ear power to capture the subtle sound of breaking the air brought by each palm.

Finally, in the case of Zheng Jing's negligence, Zhao Jingfeng slapped Zheng Jing's left shoulder with a palm, and was attacked, Zheng Jing's next action couldn't help but slow down, and at this time, Zhao Jingfeng's next attack had poured down, hitting Zheng Jing's body like a raging storm.

"Bump, bump, bump!"

The dull sound of Zhao Jingfeng's palm hitting Zheng Jing's body was almost a piece, and after such a fierce attack, Zheng Jing's strength as strong as a martial artist could not be suppressed, his feet retreated again and again, and there was a trace of blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Zheng Jing had retreated to the edge of the ring, the sharp gaze in Zhao Jingfeng's eyes flashed, and then he let out a low shout, and hit Zheng Jing's chest with all his strength again, the power of this palm was much stronger than before, and under the attack of this palm, Zheng Jing fell directly under the ring.

Zhao Jingfeng panted slightly in the ring, and continued to exert his full strength, the consumption of his spiritual power was very huge, and at this moment there was not much spiritual power left in his body, if Zheng Jing was undefeated, then Zhao Jingfeng would not be able to support it for long.

There was silence under the ring, and everyone looked at Zhao Jingfeng who was standing alone in the ring, at this moment, everyone's eyes were full of incredible looks, and their faces were not full of shock. This result has been beyond everyone's expectations, no one would have thought that Zhao Jingfeng, who only has the eighth layer of spiritual power, would be able to defeat a martial artist, and most importantly, he would defeat this martial artist head-on with it intact, although the martial artist did not use the natal soul treasure, but the result still shocked everyone present.

At this moment, there was an eerie silence around the entire ring, and the silence was so quiet that even a needle could be heard clearly when it fell to the ground, although there were more than 200 people around, but none of them made any sound.

"Big Brother ......"

After a while, the silence was finally broken by a sound, and I saw Zheng Cong and Zheng Roushui, two siblings, running quickly towards the location where Zheng Jing fell.

With this voice, the rest of the people also woke up suddenly, and suddenly, the originally quiet ring suddenly smashed into a pot, and noisy and excited discussions broke out.

"Oh my God, I'm not dreaming, a person with eighth-layer spiritual power can actually defeat a martial artist, which is unprecedented in our academy......"

"That Zhao Jingfeng is really a freshman with only eighty percent of his spiritual power, I'm afraid that even a person whose spiritual power has reached the peak of the tenth layer may not be able to defeat a martial artist who has not used the Natal Soul Treasure......"

"That Zhao Jingfeng's strength is definitely more than the strength of the eighth layer of spiritual power, maybe he is already a martial artist who has condensed the natal soul treasure, otherwise, how can he defeat Senior Brother Zheng Jing, who has become a martial artist......"

"Could it be that Zhao Jingfeng used some despicable method to defeat Zheng Jing......?"

Zhao Jingfeng ignored everyone's discussions, jumped out of the ring and went straight to the eldest brother Zhao Xiongying, looking at Zhao Xiongying, who was staring at him with a shocked face, Zhao Jingfeng smiled slightly, and said, "Big brother, I didn't disappoint you, I won." ”

Zhao Xiongying showed an excited look on his face, grabbed Zhao Jingfeng's shoulders tightly with both hands, and said in an excited tone: "Fourth brother, you are really amazing, you actually defeated Zheng Jing, who has become a martial artist, I really admire you so much, big brother." Saying that, Zhao Xiongying directly gave Zhao Jingfeng a bear hug.

Zhao Jingfeng also showed a happy smile on his face, slowly broke free from Zhao Xiongying's bear hug, and said, "Big brother, there are too many people here, let's leave here first." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xiongying subconsciously looked around, then nodded, and said, "Well, fourth brother, let's go to your dormitory first, you must tell me how you defeated Zheng Jing, and then I will invite a few friends to celebrate together tonight." ”

Zhao Jingfeng had a faint smile on his face, and said, "Big brother, I can teach you how to defeat Zheng Jing, but as for the celebration, I think it's better to forget it." ”

"Okay, it's up to you, go, fourth brother, let's go back to the dormitory first, it's too noisy here. With that, Zhao Xiongying pulled Zhao Jingfeng and walked briskly in the direction of the dormitory.

"Zhao Jingfeng!"

Just when Zhao Jingfeng had just taken a few steps, a delicate and soft voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Hearing this slightly familiar voice, Zhao Jingfeng was slightly stunned, then turned his head to look behind him, and saw that the person who spoke was actually the very beautiful girl he had met in the Scripture Pavilion before.

"Is there something wrong?" Commenting calmly on the girl's alluring appearance, Zhao Jingfeng asked suspiciously.

The girl showed a shallow smile on her face, as if she was very happy, she raised a small money bag with very delicate workmanship in Yang Yang's hand, and said with joy: "Zhao Jingfeng, you won a hundred red gold ingots for me, thank you so much." The girl's voice was always very soft, but it was very beautiful, like the chirping of a lark, which was pleasant to the ear.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiongying seemed to remember something, slapped his forehead fiercely, and said: "Oh, don't you say that I forgot, I also bet on a hundred red gold ingots, which is all my property, and I haven't got it back yet, fourth brother, you wait a while, big brother will go and get the money back." Before he finished speaking, Zhao Xiongying ran over like the wind.

Looking at Zhao Xiongying's hurried appearance, Zhao Jingfeng couldn't help but show a funny look on his face. At this time, the girl slowly walked in front of Zhao Jingfeng, stared at Zhao Jingfeng's handsome face with a pair of beautiful eyes full of curiosity, and smiled: "Hello! Zhao Jingfeng, my name is Yang Zi, I don't know if I can ask you a question." ”

Zhao Jingfeng smiled slightly and said, "Fellow student Yang Zi, you can ask any questions, but I can't guarantee that I can answer the questions you ask." ”

"It's okay!" Yang Zi smiled lightly and continued: "Zhao Jingfeng, may I ask if your strength is really only the eighth layer of spiritual power?"

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng hesitated slightly, then nodded, and said, "Yes, my strength is still around the eighth layer, but I feel that it seems that I am not far from the ninth layer." ”

Hearing this, Yang Zi showed a look of surprise in his eyes, and said in surprise: "Zhao Jingfeng, is your strength really not at the stage of a martial artist?" Yang Zi's tone was a little suspicious, obviously not believing Zhao Jingfeng's words.