What are Wei Fan's physical skills? The basic skills taught by the Cangdao epidemic warriors are simply rubbish to the extreme compared to the Song family's Benlei Fist, but the tactics he adopted made him not fall behind at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

clinging to Song Qianming, exchanging injuries for injuries, he would rather resist the attack than let him play his own routine.

You must know that Song Qianming is so arrogant that he wants to openly beat Wei Fan with his bare hands, once the battle situation is deadlocked, he will lose a big face, so if he is entangled, his mentality will be unbalanced, and his strength will not be able to play even more.

Bang!

Another punch slammed into Wei Fan's head, Song Qianming wanted to distance himself and regroup his offensive, but Wei Fan was like a mad dog, his head was bleeding, and he was still pressing closely.

"Aren't you in pain?"

Song Qian cursed, he was a little shocked by Wei Fan's momentum.

"It hurts!"

Wei Fan licked the blood that flowed from the corners of his lips, and a short body flashed to Song Qianming's side, avoiding being hit by the stunt.

"!"

Song Qianming roared, he wanted to kill Wei Fan with his stunt, but he didn't have a chance at all, this guy kept wandering, and his position was tricky, which always made him unable to exert his full strength.

Suddenly, Song Qianming's movements were too big, involving the wound under his left ribs, and the sudden pain made him tremble, and his body immediately slowed down by half a beat.

"Chance!"

Wei Fan's feet exerted force, and with a swift half-turn, he rushed behind Song Qianming, followed by his hands tightly hugging his crotch, and at the same time, he used his waist to lift him up and smash him backwards.

Arch bridge back fall!

Bang!

Song Qianming was smashed to the ground, dusty, almost out of breath.

There was a dead silence in the audience, followed by a huge exclamation, this is an arch bridge wrestling, a super difficult wrestling skill.

If you don't use it well, you will hit your head and break the blood flow, but once you fall out perfectly, the opponent will not only have a concussion, but also a cervical dislocation and a broken occipital bone.

Look at Song Qianming's miserable appearance, his back is on the ground, his feet are facing the sky, his head is tilted to the side, and his eyes are white.

Wei Fan got up and kicked out.

Bang!

Song Qianming wiped the floor and slid out, but fortunately, he swung his elbow in time, knocked the ground, and stood up with the help of recoil, otherwise he would have fallen off the dueling table.

"It's so durable, it seems that when I go back, I have to ask if I have any powerful physical skills. ”

Wei Fan was panting tiredly, his attacks couldn't inflict heavy damage on Song Qianming at all, he could only be consumed slowly, but in the process, he was hit by someone's stunt, and it was over.

"You're a wild seed of giants?"

Wei Fan was depressed, Song Qianming was even more irritable, after the stimulation of the secret method, his physique increased by five times, but against Wei Fan, he didn't have a little advantage, what a hell!

He didn't know that Wei Fan had taken the leaves of Sen Qianluo since he was a child, and in addition, in the ancient ruins, after being washed by the mysterious energy liquid, his cells had evolved, which caused his durability, explosive power, resistance to blows, etc., to have comprehensively surpassed his peers, even in the upper refining qi realm, he would not fall behind.

"Aren't you going to up with your bare hands?

Wei Fan waved his hand.

"Okay, I'll admit I was arrogant, but this time, you don't have a chance. ”

Song Qianming didn't want to be bitten like a mad dog anymore, so he drew his knife, charged, and stabbed with a wave when he was three meters in front of Wei Fan.

Ben Thor's Gun!

Zira!

Blue lightning bolts swooped out from the doctor's knife, forming a dragon spear that shot Wei Fan.

"Ahh

Many girls screamed, this move was too fast, if he hit Wei Fan, he would definitely die.

Wei Fan did not retreat but advanced, and drew his sword strongly.

Hao Yan?

Airplanes!

It seemed that a lover's murmur brushed his ears, and immediately, a red blade appeared, slashing through the thunder and lightning dragon spear, and blasted towards Song Qianming.

Rumble!

The dragon spear broke, Wei Fan sprinted,

"What?"

Song Qianming blocked the slash, but the momentum was also contained.

Wei Fan approached and slashed with a knife.

Hao Yan Meteor Slash!

The orange-red flames instantly filled the back of the knife, and it burst out more than ten meters long, and with a bang, it slashed to the ground.

The flames surged to both sides, leaving a scorched black trail.

Song Qianming was forced to retreat.

"Isn't it?"

The students were dumbfounded, they thought that after Song Qianming drew his sword, he could easily torture and kill Wei Fan, but they didn't expect that they would be suppressed before the charge was over.

"What kind of knife art is this?

The teachers stood up in unison, their vision much higher than that of the students.

Song Qianming's tactics are very clear, even if the dragon gun can't kill Wei Fan, his follow-up attack will kill him, but he didn't expect that people would reverse the battle with just one move to draw their swords.

Thunder and Thunder!

Whoa!

In an instant, dozens of blades appeared, stabbing Wei Fan, like a storm, enveloping him.

Ding! Ding!

The gold and iron clashed, and there was a crisp sound.

"When did Wei Fan become so powerful?"

Cao Chusheng turned his head and looked at Zhu Biqian in amazement, this strong ghost-like guy, or his friend?

"You should know better than I do!"

Zhu Biqian pursed her lips, and Wei Fan, who was holding a knife in her hand, was immediately more comfortable than the mad dog in the hand-to-hand fight just now.

The blades fluttered, and the sparks drifted away.

The students watched intently.

Wei Fan and Song Qian are known as fast and fast, and their bodies are constantly cut out of wounds, and blood is splashed, this is completely the fastest attack, although it is beautiful and pleasing to the eye, but it is also bloody and cruel, because if you don't notice it for a while, you may die.

Song Qianming's breathing became heavier, and he couldn't keep up with Wei Fan's rhythm, he wanted to slow down, but the kid immediately seized the opportunity and accelerated the attack again.

"Arrogance, let you see the essence of the Song family's thunder knife technique!"

Song Qianming gritted his teeth, and the aura was running at full strength, infusing the blade.

Pop!

With each swing of the knife, a ball of lightning shot out, and they were attracted by the static electricity on Wei Fan's body, surrounding him.

Bang!

Wei Fan didn't pay attention, his back was hit by a lightning ball, and he was immediately scorched.

"Haha, you know it's amazing, right?"

Song Qianming laughed, only to feel a bad breath, and was about to make persistent efforts to kill Wei Fan, but when he saw him, he continued to attack without blinking his eyelids, as if he was not hit.

"Ruthless!"

The teachers were gasping when they saw it, Wei Fan's will to fight was really terrifying, and in comparison, Song Qianming seemed a little weak.

The arm was cut off again, and the corners of Song Qianming's mouth twitched in pain, and soon, he began to dodge, so that after more than a minute, only defense remained.

I can't help it, I was slashed by a blade, it hurt too much.

"Oh, oh, Song Qianming is scared!"

Cao Chusheng scoffed.

"Come on, senior!"

The freckles school girl shouted.

"Song Qian's name is nothing more than that, his sword skills are more of a trick. ”

"Wei Fan actually pressed the first dozen in the whole school, I really didn't expect it before. ”

"You're wrong, the first is Wei Fan!"

The students were disappointed.

Some people thought that Song Qianming would be one-sided and tortured, and some people thought it was a dragon fight, but they all guessed wrong, it was Wei Fan's absolute upper hand.

"Damn it!"

Listening to the discussion below, Song Qianming's face turned pale, and he was filled with shame and indignation, and his aura exploded.

Rumble!

The violent spiritual pressure was like a tsunami, raging throughout the audience.

The students who were close to the dueling table screamed and fell to the ground holding their heads.

"Qi Refining Realm?"

The teachers grew their mouths one by one and looked at Song Qianming in horror.

"This spiritual pressure strength, that's right, it's the Qi Refining Realm!"

A look of ecstasy appeared on Principal Zhang's face, although he admired Wei Fan, he didn't have much hope, because if he wanted to pass the assessment of Beijing University, there was a common phenomenon, that is, those who succeeded must at least be in the Qi Refining Realm.

"Wei Fan, I originally planned to go to Beijing University, show my strength again, and then make a splash and catch the eyes of the world, but all of them were ruined by you!"

Song Qianming roared: "Today, you will die under my stunt!"

"Are you finished?"

Wei Fan pursed his lips, rushed back and forth, turned around and swung his legs, and kicked his right foot in Song Qianming's face like a war hammer.

Bang!

Song Qianming flew out, and more than a dozen teeth mixed with blood spit out of his mouth.

"What?"

A group of onlookers were surprised, their mouths wide open, enough to stuff a coconut.

As we all know, the spiritual pressure of the upper realm slashing healer has a huge deterrent effect on the lower level, the worst is death, the light is coma, even if Song Qianming is a newcomer to the Qi Refining Realm, there are at least tens of thousands of spiritual pressure, and it is impossible for Wei Fan to have no effect at all.

"Throw in the towel!"

Wei Fan proposed.

"Shame!"

Song Qianming roared angrily, got up, and waved his famous knife: "Do you think you won?

The aura burst out, and thick lightning bolts burst out from the famous knife, forming a huge power grid, and in the center, seven lightning balls were formed, and then quickly stretched, forming a huge human figure five meters high.

"Run!"

The students watching the battle were in a hurry, and their hair was electrostatically induced, and they all stood on end, like a chicken nest.

Wei Fan frowned and rushed out, but before he could get close to Song Qianming, a thick arm formed by thunder smashed down in the air.

Rumble!

Thunder and lightning were blowing and dust was flying.

Wei Fan backs back with a continuous somersault.

"Haha, if you don't want to die, just get me off the dueling table!"

Song Qianming laughed heartily, but then he spat out a mouthful of blood, forcibly unleashing his stunt, and his organs were also damaged.

"The duel stops, Wei Fan come down quickly!"

Principal Zhang was anxious and hurriedly stopped it.

Wei Fan was unmoved, and the aura was injected into the fiery people.

Rumble!

The flames burst into flames, and the glow burst out.

"It's useless!"

Song Qianming sneered: "My Thunder Giant will destroy everything!"

Bang!

As soon as the condensed thunder giant stepped out, lightning kept shooting.

"Wei Fan, go down quickly!"

Principal Zhang urged.

Swish!

Wei Fan reversed the famous knife and plunged it into the ground.

Lava Storm!

On the dueling platform, a vortex of flames with a radius of half a meter appeared, and the moment the thunder giant stepped forward, suddenly, a hot lava rose into the sky.

Rumble!

The thunder giant was overturned by the powerful impact, and before it could regain its balance, a sharp cry suddenly came from the sky, like the first cry of a divine bird!

Immediately, a flame formed by the crane broke through the sky, rushed straight down, stretched out its claws, penetrated the shoulders of the thunder giant, followed the wings of the furious spread, and flew into the sky with it, drowning in the sea of clouds, disappearing in an instant!