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In fact, this is exactly what Zhuo Zangfeng thinks in his heart.

I was reluctant to do it before, not entirely because I needed to nourish my heart, but more because of a sense of pride.

I, the one who killed the powerhouse of the demon race, really lost my identity when I beat you such a ruffian.

But by this time he had decided that he would not be patient any longer. Because this is the first challenge to enter the Tai Academy, if you admit defeat this time, you will inevitably suffer more anger afterwards.

The plan has been decided, continue to guess the boxing order, and stipulate that the person who wins the boxing will relieve everyone's anger.

Lu Wuxian lost, his originally expressionless face looked even more unhappy, and he also lost, and Yuan opened his eyes and didn't believe this result.

In fact, Zhuo Zangfeng couldn't run his vitality, so why should he fight others? He thought that if he won, with his enthusiasm, with his dantian qi, he would also have this evil breath if he encountered trauma again.

It's a pity that he still lost, and on the originally cold face of Zhang Jin, who won the punch, the corners of his mouth that occasionally moved except for talking and eating moved slightly at this moment.

That's actually a smiling gesture.

Zhang Jin's crossbow strode out, and when he stepped on the ground, there was a huge pothole, as if his person was carrying a heavy mountain peak.

However, he was extremely fast.

Guo Zai, who was scolding, suddenly felt a surge of air, and heard someone shouting "Be careful!" in his ears.

This punch is a long fist in the army, the iron man in the army used it, opened and closed, and was full of energy, half of Guo Zai's cheek was sunken by the fist wind, and then the iron fist smashed on the cheek, directly smashing him several feet away.

Like a piece of wood under a giant axe, Guo Zai only got up half a day after he fell to the ground, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.

Zhang Jin's crossbow punched the momentum, his left foot stepped heavily on the ground, and a huge pit immediately appeared on the hard ground, he looked coldly at the black crowd opposite, and said angrily: "Who else is coming up?"

Liu Jun didn't expect this guy's strength to be so terrifying, thinking that he was a sneak attack, he jumped in the air, kicked his legs together, and rushed towards Zhang Jin's crossbow like a whirlwind.

This is the "Yin and Yang Linked Feet", which belongs to one of the ordinary martial arts of Tai Academy, but Liu Jun came out with both feet, and the vitality in the sea of dantian qi erupted from the spring points on the soles of his feet, and the momentum was very fast.

Zhang Jin's crossbow stood as tall as a mountain, allowing his extremely fast feet to step on his chest three times in a row, and then saw the opponent's flaws, and a majestic fist wind swept away from Liu Jun's middle palace.

Liu Jun snorted, his chest stagnant, and he was knocked away by the huge force of the iron fist. Fortunately, he had already taken precautions, although the injury was not light, and the landing was quite stable.

And Zhang Jin's crossbow sank into the ground under his three-legged kick, but his face did not change color.

Smashing Liu Jun into the air, Zhang Jin roared and flew up again, and the two students of Shanhai Shutang closest to him were caught off guard and were smashed far away by the iron fist again.

These old students of Shanhai Shutang who were eager to try and spoke wildly were actually not as good as Zhang Jin's crossbow at all, and those classmates behind them who had deeper cultivation did not make a move.

Zhang Jinxuan completely ignored it, rushed into the crowd, his fists flew up and down, and those old students with low cultivation retreated, and when they couldn't dodge, they were lucky to eat a punch, and then they couldn't help but be a trapeze.

At this moment, a red-faced young man from the Shanhai Academy stepped forward with his arms raised, and his fist quickly hit Zhang Jin's iron fist.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, the fist wind and the fist wind collided with each other, the vitality and the vitality met, and the ground was hit into dust.

This red-faced man was quite brave, and he received a punch from Zhang Jin's crossbow, with no fear on his face, and swung his fist again.

When the iron man in the army saw that he had met his opponent, his heart was excited, and his fist was surging like a tide, one punch was faster than the other, and one punch was heavier than the other.

His punch style is tough, and every punch is wrapped in extremely powerful vitality.

And the red-faced student of Shanhai Shutang's fist style is more flexible and changeable, even so, the strength of his fist is not reduced in the slightest, and the vitality escaping from his fist is also very fast.

The other students of Shanhai Shutang saw that the "red boy" on their side was blocking Zhang Jin's crossbow, and for a while, they didn't know whether they won or lost, and several people looked at each other, and hula surrounded the iron men in the army.

The cultivation realm of these people is not low, the fist wind is angry, Zhang Jin's crossbow is more than enough to deal with a red child, plus so many people, in an instant, he received several heavy punches on his body.

Zhuo Zangfeng, as the first person to be ridiculed, is also a well-deserved coach, at this moment he has not given an order, pushing himself like a tiger down the mountain and rushing out.

The little monk's blue-gray monk's robe swayed, he used the palm, Songshan's "Great Sumeru Divine Palm", as soon as he rushed over, he had already knocked a guy besieging Zhang Jin's crossbow to the ground with his unpredictable palm power.

Songshan's "Great Sumeru Divine Palm" pays attention to speed, the use of vitality, and the flexible and changeable tricks.

Moreover, pushing his own body method is extremely fast, and after hitting the opponent with his palm, his body flashed, and he had already attacked another person, and there was no way to follow the rules and fists.

At this time, more than a dozen students from the Shanhai Academy joined the battle group.

This time, the form changed again, pushing himself through the shadow of the palm wind fist and making moves one after another, he only hated that his vitality was too weak, if he had half of the master's cultivation and moved his little finger, this person would lie on the ground.

There were a lot of onlookers, but there were not many who really dared to fight with real guns. The vast majority of them are melon-eating people who watch the excitement and say cool words.

It seems that they are talking about a certain party, but once the situation changes, they dare not step forward to contribute a little strength.

Maybe some people are afraid of being punished by the Tai Academy, or maybe they are just reckless, anyway, those who should be on the field have already been played, leaving only them to watch with relish.

And there are two people who also watch with relish.

The master and the lone fisherman stood on the library building, looking at the crackling field, but they were smiling.

The expression of the lone fisherman was very peculiar, and he looked at it coldly with a smile, as if the students who were fighting had nothing to do with him.

The Master said, "Do whatever you want, if they want to fight, let them fight; ”

The lone fisherman bowed down and said, "Mr. Gaojian!"

The master said: "What the old man says is a high opinion, it's really annoying you guys!"

The solo fisherman suddenly put on a straight face and said seriously: "I never compliment people, Mr. should know." ”

The master smiled: "Compliments are different from sycophants, compliments are an attitude, and sycophants are an action. ”

The solitary fisherman realized something, and said: "Compliments are acceptable, patting a horse's ass is like a businessman, they can't afford to be early without profits, they don't have horses for profit." ”

The master laughed, "The son can be taught!"

Hearing the master's praise, the white-haired son also laughed and said, "Then let them fight a little longer!"

As if the master never drank alcohol, this cultivator of the Land Immortal Realm liked to say this to the white-haired old man and the old woman the most.

The children can be taught, or the children cannot be taught.

At this time, in the eyes of the white-haired son of the lone fisherman, twenty or thirty of those real children who were fighting in full swing had been knocked away by the fist wind palm.

Lu Wuxian has also made a move, and he is using the leg method.

His leg method is called "Qiankun God Turning Legs", which is taught by a master, and it is even more powerful at this time.

Originally, Zhuo Zangfeng, Zhang Jinxuan, Tuiji, and Shen Wuxuan were all the best among the new students of Tianji Pavilion, and the old students of Shanhai Shutang who joined the battle group were all heroes who loved heroes, and their cultivation realm was not high, even if they were on the Qingyun List that year, they were also counted from the penultimate place.

They have no eyes, and they use the weakest against the strongest, and they will naturally lose.

Lu Wuxian joined the battle group, and soon Zhang Jinxuan finally seized the opportunity, forced the red boy back with three punches, and then recorded his left shoulder with a heavy punch, blasting him directly out of the three zhang.

The red boy couldn't get up for a long time, only felt that his arm was numb, and he seemed to be injured a lot, so he stood up and rushed over again but was unforgiving by Zhang Jin's crossbow, and recorded his right arm with a punch, completely losing his combat effectiveness.

Pushing his palms faster and faster, many old students shook under his magical palm.

Lu Wuxian's feet were as fast as a rotation, and he always kicked the enemy in the most unlikely situation every time, and the faster he fought his legs, the faster he saw countless legs flying around, and many old students of the Shanhai Academy kicked this elusive foot far away.

As the coach, Zhuo Zangfeng was not idle, seeing the enemy who was out of control, a kick, or a heavy punch, or a horizontal slash, so that they were already in a state of defeat and were directly and completely defeated.

Zhuo Zangfeng kicked the last guy, rushed forward, stared at the crowd watching the other party, and said loudly: "Who else is not convinced, come up together!" (To be continued.) )