Chapter 060: Late-night showdown
"Lin Tianwang ......"
Sun Yan rubbed his forehead and couldn't help moaning, is this guy sick in the brain, it's almost midnight, and he actually asked someone to go out to the duel. : The wild racing trial of Wandao Mountain, but it just ended today, isn't this guy tired at all?
Leaning against the window, Sun Yan said weakly: "Classmate Lin Tianwang, is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow? β
"No, I can't. β
Lin Tianwang's face was expressionless, and he said slowly: "Sun Yan, you are the first challenger for me to conquer the Emperor Wind Academy, and of course our duel will start on the first day of admission. β
Damn, this guy is even crazier than Chang Cheng, conquering the Emperor Wind Academy, it's really a big breath! No, brother, I don't have time to entangle with such a madman, go to bed immediately, go to bed early and get up early.
Thinking of this, Sun Yan spread his hands and said helplessly: "Student Lin, you shouldn't have read the "Imperial Wind Student Handbook"? The first article of the student code is that students are not allowed to fight in the school without authorization, and violators will be deducted 5 credits, and those who are serious will be dealt with as withdrawal. β
"Student Lin, don't you want to be deducted 5 credits on the first day of school, or even be dropped out? β
Hearing this, Lin Tianwang was stunned, and he didn't know how to answer, he really hadn't read the "Emperor Feng Student Handbook", where did he know that there was such a regulation in the Dao.
"So, Mr. Lin, good night!"
Sun Yan smiled and waved his hand, relieved in his heart, and secretly said that he could finally sleep peacefully now.
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the darkness downstairs: "Senior Brother Sun Yan worked very hard, and he flipped through the student handbook on the first day." It is true that the first article of the student code states that students are not allowed to fight in private, however, if it is supervised by a member of the school's law enforcement team, there is no problem. β
In the darkness, a tall young man walked out, with a shiny bald head and a burly figure, wearing big black sunglasses, a white vest, white shabby jeans, wearing a pair of flip-flops, and he also held two steaming rice balls in his hands.
This young man is the same senior I met at the registration office yesterday.
Sun Yan was dumbfounded, and after a while, he came back to his senses and said in his heart, your sister, she still wears sunglasses at night, so pretending to be forced, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?
Another voice sounded unhurriedly: "Plus me, the cadres of the JΔͺNG British Student United Association jointly supervise, you two freshmen, you have a lot of face!"
Sun Yan and Lin Tianwang turned their heads in amazement, and saw that next to the bald young man, there was still a gray-haired young man, who was the senior they met at the end of Wandao Mountain during the day.
If this gray-haired young man didn't speak, he couldn't feel his existence at all.
Sun Yan was shocked in his heart, his six senses were extremely keen, far beyond ordinary second-level martial artists, there was someone standing in front of him, he didn't feel the existence at all. If such a person wants to sneak attack someone, he is simply silent, and it is too terrifying.
The two walked downstairs, Rao was arrogant with King Lin Tianwang, and he also bowed slightly, which was a respect for the strong.
The bald young man raised his head and said in a non-impolite voice: "Senior Brother Sun Yan, it would be too rude to see the senior downstairs and you were still standing upstairs. β
Sun Yan was helpless, opened the window and jumped down, walked closer, and said, "Two seniors, good evening." β
The corners of the bald young man's mouth lifted, revealing his snow-white teeth, and said: "I am Feng Yan, the chief captain of the law enforcement team, this is Meng Dongwang, a senior cadre of the JΔͺNG British Student United Association, how about it?
Sun Yan scolded wildly in his heart, nΗinΗi bear, brother, I am not good for the passing years, I have just entered the school so much trouble?
Sun Yan had a dark face and said lightly: "Then fight!"
A cloud of anger ignited in his heart, although Sun Yan was optimistic, but the mud people have three points of fire, no matter who encounters so many unlucky things in a row on the first day of school, it is impossible to remain calm.
Looking at Sun Yan's expression, the gray-haired young man Meng Dongwang smiled, pointed to the two rice balls in Feng Yan's hands, and said, "As for the meal that classmate Sun Yan said, this time it will be invited by me and Feng Yan." β
Feng Yan said regretfully: "This is our supper! β
Looking at Feng Yan's expression, as well as the black sunglasses that covered half of his face, and the shiny bald head, Sun Yan had the urge to beat this person into a pig's head, this guy was too indebted.
A moment later, Sun Yan and Lin Tianwang were taken to a martial arts arena, which, according to King Meng Dong, was his exclusive martial arts arena.
Looking at the two people in the field, Feng Yan pointed to the timer on the sidelines and shouted: "The preparation time is 180 seconds, and the battle time is not limited, when do you think it is enough, it can be over at any time." β
"Countdown, 179 ......"
"Countdown, 178 ......"
Listening to the sound of the countdown, Sun Yan calmed down, but his chest was scorching, and his fighting spirit was surging, he needed a hearty battle to vent his suppressed emotions.
Sitting on the sidelines, King Meng Dong laughed in a low voice: "Fortunately, you have a natural mocking face, otherwise, if you want to stimulate this Sun Yan's fighting spirit, I'm afraid it will be quite difficult, this freshman is too slippery." β
Feng Yan crossed Erlang's legs, bared his teeth and smiled: "I am very optimistic about this kid, the first time I saw him, I felt that he and I were the same kind of people." However, compared to me, it is still a little tender. These two freshmen came to the general department this year, but it was really a mess. β
"Feng Yan, do you think Sun Yan will win?" asked Meng Dongwang with a smile.
Feng Yan tilted his head and said angrily: "What, King Dong, do you think Lin Tianwang has a better chance?" It's no wonder that both of you have the word king in your name, so you must feel kind." β
King Meng Dong shook his head with a smile: "What kind of crooked reasoning are you, this is my intuition." β
"Oh, do you want to make a bet?"
"Bet on what?"
Feng Yan raised his head and said, "Of course, it's the bottle of D-grade nutrient solution in your hand." β
"You guy, you're still thinking about that bottle of nutrient solution. β
King Meng Dong scolded with a smile, and then said: "Okay, just bet on a bottle of D-grade nutrient solution, and don't take credit." β
"No problem! You're lost. Feng Yan said confidently.
"Countdown, 0! β
Sou!
Lin Tianwang kicked the ground with both feet, and the person had already rushed out, and the wooden knife broke through the air, drawing out a heavy knife shadow, and at an extremely tricky angle, enveloping Sun Yan's upper body.
The second upper stage of the combat skill-!
The upper combat skills have a power that cannot be matched by the combat skills of this product. It was the second stage of strength, and it erupted with a destructive power far beyond that of a second-level martial artist.
The power is one word - fast!
Between the swings of the knife, layers of knife shadows were stacked, and the air seemed to be torn apart, tearing and pulling. The shadow of the knife was like a stormy wave, stacked 18 times, and roared.
"So fast!"
Sun Yan adjusted his breathing, his eyes were slightly condensed, and the dantian inner yuan was running wildly, covering his whole body in an instant, straight into his arms, and the light of his fist yuan force flashed, and it was launched instantly.
Bang bang......
The two fists blasted out alternately, and in the blink of an eye, Sun Yan punched 36 punches, each punch was impartial, and it hit the tip of the wooden knife, shaking away a heavy knife shadow.
The air crackled like firecrackers, and cyclones kept emerging, blowing the hair of the two teenagers into the air.
Suddenly, a light appeared in Sun Yan's eyes, and the shadow of the fist disappeared, his left fist was closed, and his right fist was from the bottom to the top, silently disappearing into the shadow of the knife, and then, a muffled sound came.
The two figures dispersed at the touch of a button, and Sun Yan and Lin Tianwang took three steps back at the same time.
"Happy, happy, haha......"
Sun Yan laughed endlessly, only to feel that the Yuan Force in his body was as weak as a filament, and he blasted out 36 shots with all his strength just now, making his Inner Yuan almost exhausted.
The Zhenlong pile was started at the right time, and a soft force came from the ground, and in a few breaths, most of the lost inner elements were replenished, and the energy was refreshed, and the force was surging.
On the other hand, Lin Tianwang also had a long breath and was not tired at all.
Lin Tianwang looked indifferent and said, "Among the martial artists of the same generation, you are the first one who can take over my 36 marks." β
Sun Yan smiled and said, "I'm the first? β
The wooden knife was slightly raised, and Lin Tianwang said proudly: "Next, I won't keep my hand." β
On the sidelines, Feng Yan and King Meng Dong looked a little stunned, such a battle was beyond their expectations.
King Meng Dong said in a low voice: "After 36 second-rank upper stage combat skills, the strength of these two people has not weakened in the slightest, and this alone, even a third-level martial artist can't compete with it." β
"Not only that, but these two guys' upper combat skills are all perfect-level, and they are extremely skilled, as if they have been immersed in yΓn for decades. Feng Yan cursed in a low voice, "Damn, even the outstanding freshmen of the JΔ«ng Ying Department are just like this, how could these two people be assigned to the ordinary department." β
King Meng Dong's eyes flashed, he looked at the middle of the field, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid, it's not just the level of the outstanding freshmen of the JΔ«ng British Division. β
Zira!
A sharp voice came out, the air was torn like a defeat, and Lin Tianwang swung his knife and slashed out, this knife was not, dignified and impartial, it was actually slashed out with the back of the knife.
But this knife is extremely heavy, like a boulder pressing on the top, making people feel invincible.
The second rank of the upper stage of the combat skillββγ
Its power lies in one word - slow!
Slow, but heavy.
Kelin Heavenly King's knife was swung out, and it began to be extremely slow, and even though it was as fast as lightning, a fan-shaped knife shadow slashed through, pressing heavily on Sun Yan, unstoppable.
Sun Yan's face was calm, he took a deep breath, did not retreat, his shoulders sank slightly, and he suddenly punched three punches.
These three punches are still the same, but the angle of the punch is like an antelope hanging horns, from an incredible angle, hitting the side of the wooden knife, the three punches all hit a little, and the knife deflected the direction.
Immediately after, another punch flicked out, his right arm was like a bow, and his right fist was like a hammer, attacking Lin Tianwang's face.
The two of them staggered by, rushed forward seven steps before stopping, strands of broken hair fell, and two blood lines slipped from the foreheads of both sides, which were the scars from the fist wind and knife strength.
The arena was silent, so quiet that even the breathing of the four people could not be heard.