Chapter Twenty-Six: The Style of the Knife

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, this ...... Is it a way to commit suicide? Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This kind of garbage, I really don't know how it got to the fourth round.

With a violent roar, confidence and strength exuded at the same time, Han Feng made a move, and the Xuantie rod swung out, the light and shadow were sufficient, and the stick shadow was heavy, and it bombarded Ling Dong like a mountain and a sea.

This stick can swing mountains and rivers!

The flying sand and stones are gray and misty, only the light curtain in mid-air gives birth to a gurgling streamer, brilliant, and the invisible coercion sweeps all around, like the tide rolling waves, the waves crash on the shore, and the ripples ripple in a circle.

The teenagers around him retreated one after another, and the butt with poor strength sat on the ground, this is the lethality of the human-level high-grade martial arts.

The mountain opening stick is incessant, stirring up the dust in all directions. Han Feng's long stick slashed through the air, and the light curtain of flowing clouds and water was filled with an earth-shattering killing aura, sweeping towards the sky, like a fishing net, a page of life and death, towards Ling Dong as a hood.

The surging stick qi is like a net of heaven and earth shrouded in Ling, dodging, it is absolutely impossible, there is an end to defense, only the attack is infinite,

The mountain opening stick attacked, and Ling Dong had no way to retreat, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

The vitality has been exhausted, but what he has is strength, his arms are straight, and the Dingcang knife is raised, like ink spilled out. Velocity...... Yes, but not very quickly.

Kill...... A bland knife, not slow, not alarmed, no light and no show.

I almost fell all around, is this funny, is it a knife as a white cloth...... Be prepared to throw in the towel.

In the sea of stick shadows, Ling was submerged in an instant, only the gray-black long knife was faintly visible, the trajectory did not change, it was still upward, like a dead branch in the angry sea, let the wind blow and the waves, I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife.

Ling Dong in the stick shadow is really laughing at the moment, laughing like a flower, the knife style of wind and thunder, after tens of thousands of tempering, it was successful at this moment.

Under pressure, people can always bring out their highest potential.

The simple and unpretentious knife swing in the air swept away the dust, tore off the autumn wind, tore the sunlight, and slashed towards the light curtain in mid-air.

Rumble!

A thunderclap resounded through the sky, and suddenly the high platform collapsed, and sand and stones splashed. The thundercloud exploded in smoke, and the dust rose from the pit below, and the two figures on the high platform disappeared almost simultaneously.

Time seemed to stand still, silent, dead silence in the square.

It's over, it's all over!

What miracles, what hanging silk heroes, in the face of strength, are all floating clouds, and in front of human-level martial arts, they are all fine dust.

Atom ...... I'm afraid now only scum remains.

Korean Style! Korean Style......

Tall, big, and upper fans began to shout rhythmically, expecting their heroes to come out of the pit and receive cheers.

Han Lin, Wen Yunfei, and Wen Wan breathed a long sigh of relief, looking at the destructive power, they knew that under the opening stick, Ling Dong definitely had no vitality.

When Ling Xiao was about to rush over, a bloody palm suddenly appeared on the edge of the pit, gradually, gradually...... A thin figure seemed to have crawled out of the brink of hell, blood staining the robe red, and it was impossible to see clearly.

Everyone held their breath, like Han Feng, shouldn't it...... The victory was so miserable.

The figure finally staggered to its feet, and under the golden light of the red sun, his face changed from blurry to clear, and his fingers were in the sky, standing proudly in the sky.

Be...... Atom!

How is that possible?

"It's moving, it's really moving!" Ling Xiao burst into tears, who cares if he wins or loses? Survival is victory.

"Brother Lingdong!" Yi Yi's small hand covered his pretty face, and his ten fingers were beautiful, but he couldn't hide his beautiful fairy face, his eyes flowed, and the autumn water overflowed along his fingers, which made people feel pity.

Atom!

Atom!

......

The shouts resounded in the sky, and some people were crying down their tears, shouting out their throats, among them was Wang Fatzi, hatred? When 947 advanced from the first round, all the hatred disappeared, and Atom ...... I just hope he doesn't hate himself.

This teenager is not a genius, but he carries the dreams of countless ordinary young people, and he has become a belief, a belief in moving forward bravely for the goal, not abandoning, not giving up.

Winning or losing loses meaning, and living vigorously is meaningful!

Whoever perseveres forever is a genius!

In an instant, Han Lin had a very ominous premonition, and his body rushed out like an arrow off the string, and then, his miserable howl came from the deep pit.

"Ahh......h

Han Feng finally appeared, but he was just taken out, his whole body convulsed, his right arm was cut off alive, his bones were craggy, and blood dripped all over the ground.

Thunderbolt from the blue, it is the ...... that wins Atom!

Han Feng was defeated, defeated by the simplicity of that knife...... Oh, no, it should have been defeated by that sword!

Shocking, more shocking than the sun coming out of the west.

Tremble, mortals! You will never understand the world of genius!

Where can Zhou Heng care about asking for money, he opened his mouth wide, repeatedly, carefully recalling the knife that Ling Dong had just cast.

No, it doesn't make sense, that knife does look ordinary, but ...... Wonderful, wonderful!

Yang Ying and the others' eyes were as wide as copper bells, and they were also reminiscing, such a "bland" knife was just a knife, and the human-level martial arts were like garbage in front of it, and they were easily defeated...... Zhou Heng taught, shouldn't it, when did the Holy Hidden Hall have such a profound martial art, why have you never seen it, is it ...... Stuffy for big development.

Wen Wan's face turned pale, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and she looked back slightly, not far away Wen Yunfei was looking at her with a pair of indifferent eyes, her father became strange and distant in an instant, after the Five Elements Gate test, it was her decision to move closer to the Han family.

The martial arts competition in Luojing City is a spring and autumn event, where all major sects gather, and this battle is enough to break into a prestigious reputation and shake the Spring and Autumn Period.

NO, THIS IS A REAL GENIUS, AND HE, WHO IS VERY LIKELY TO BE A WOMAN WHO CAN BECOME THIS GENIUS, WILL BE GLORIFIED WITH HIM AT THIS TIME, AND WILL WELCOME A BETTER LIFE TOGETHER IN THE FUTURE, BUT...... Wrong, this step, wrong.

I will make a mistake and have no power to return to the sky!

"You, you...... That's impossible...... You're just a waste, how did you do that knife just now......" Han Feng, who woke up and turned around, had a hideous face and whispered in his mouth.

"Waste, genius? Let me tell you the difference between them, one leap, one leap, not ten steps, ten horses, and the merit is not reluctant. ”

Atom's words are like arrows shooting into the deepest part of the hearts of countless teenagers.

"Han Feng, if you don't accept it, you and I will fight again!" domineering, domineering as always.

"Haha...... Ling Dong, do you know what I regret the most?" Han Feng raised his head to the sky and roared, then coughed violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, "In the Falling Mirror Lake a few months ago, I didn't kill you with my own hands, and I actually let you escape. ”

Han Feng has gone completely crazy, this defeat, his face is gone, and he still cares about face.

The audience was stunned, ......bah Shameless, shameless, it's just a brute, young, you have such a vicious heart, no wonder you lose, this is God's eyes, Luojing City martial arts competition, you also deserve to participate.

At this time, no one noticed that the expression on the face of the flawless son, who had been sitting elegantly and upright, was not anger, but horror.

"Evil animal, how could my Han family give birth to an unfilial son like you, today, I will personally cut off your evil root. ”

Han Lin roared, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he slashed out with one palm, but the target was ...... Atom.