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Hearing Ao Baifeng's unhesitating response, there was an uproar in the freshman group, and they felt that Ao Baifeng was overwhelmed.

"What, isn't this guy crazy".

"Meng Liang is a person who is expected to enter the elite level in our batch of freshmen, how can that kid beat him."

"yes, yes, it's a humiliation."

Just when I didn't like Ao Baifeng's voice was one-sided, suddenly a beautiful girl's voice sounded in the freshman group, "I don't think so, you see that the one called Ao Baifeng, his face does not change, he is full of confidence, he seems to be sure of victory, I am optimistic about him", the girl's voice is soft, charming and affectionate, listening carefully makes people have a very comfortable feeling.

I didn't expect this newcomer to get the praise of his goddess, which attracted countless envy.

"Cut, Mengling, you don't just like people because they look at their skins and tender flesh and look handsome," a freshman made fun of the girl.

The girl named Mengling is the most beautiful girl in this group of freshmen, there is no one, she is the only one, she has a beautiful face that captivates the country and the city, and she has a slender figure that seduces people's souls.

For the teasing with the freshman, she just replied casually, "Who do I like, I want you to talk more", and she didn't even look at the freshman who teased her, and a pair of clear and bright big eyes were locked on Ao Baifeng's body.

"Come on, Proud White Wind," Meng Ling suddenly shouted, and stood up for Proud White Wind.

Such a stunning beauty, in front of so many freshmen, openly supported Ao Baifeng, which was envious of many freshman teenagers, and then cast a hateful and jealous look at Ao Baifeng, wishing that the person standing there was himself.

As soon as Mengling's voice fell, there were two beautiful girls on the side who supported Ao Baifeng, who were Mengling's best friends, which made a considerable number of boys hate the teenager who stood in the middle of the street and confronted Meng Liang even more, and silently hoped that Meng Liang would knock Ao Baifeng down.

Hearing that someone supported him, Ao Baifeng turned his head curiously, and saw Meng Ling, and the two girls who were with Meng Ling smiling at him, he also sent a polite smile, in response, he didn't expect that he had just arrived, and there would be someone to support him.

This can make Meng Liang on the other side angry, and the jealousy in his heart made him full of anger, "Boy, take it", without giving Ao Baifeng a chance to prepare, he rushed over directly.

Meng Liang punched out with his right hand, and the crystalline true qi quickly surged, filled with violent power, and the air was also clicked by the impact.

The crystalline true qi, the true martial realm has reached the level, and it belongs to the same realm as Ao Baifeng, but it is one level higher than Ao Baifeng.

Ao Baifeng was not in a hurry, and the true qi in his body was continuously transferred out from the sea of qi, and the true qi was operated according to the luck method on the remnant book given to him by the Changmei Daoist, and the true qi quickly spread all over the body, integrating into the blood, skin, and flesh.

The onlookers only saw the surface of Ao Baifeng's body, and after a faint light of true qi flashed, the entire surface of Ao Baifeng's body turned into Aoki's appearance.

"What kind of exercise is this?".

"Can a person become Aoki?".

Not only were the onlookers amazed by the exercises performed by Ao Baifeng, but even the three instructors were curious, feeling that this young man seemed to have some way to do it at this time.

Seeing that Ao Baifeng's body surface suddenly turned into a green wood shape, Meng Liang's footsteps were obviously slow, as if he was taking care of it, but he clearly saw that Ao Baifeng's true qi was liquid, one level lower than himself, which made him feel confident enough to overcome, so he rushed forward without hesitation.

Ao Baifeng looked at Meng Liang, who was getting closer and closer to him, and also used his right hand, the palm of his right hand was close to his waist, rotated in a circle, and then clenched his fist suddenly, and suddenly a strong ball of true qi wrapped Ao Baifeng's green wood-like fist, and at the moment when Meng Liang approached him, he quickly punched out.

The two fists collided, the two true qi entangled and tore each other, and exploded, and the boiling true qi shock wave spread in all directions, rolling up countless strong winds, blowing the onlookers' newborn clothes wildly.

Ao Baifeng did three backflips in a row, barely holding on.

Meng Liang slid backwards more than three feet, and the granite paved street was rubbed out of two small grooves by him, and he took a few steps back one after another, and almost fell.

There were also a few girls in short skirts, who screamed "ah", and hurriedly used their hands to press the short skirts blown by the strong wind, which caused the greedy eyes of many color fans.

Seeing such an indecent scene, Zhou Yuehua hurriedly stepped forward and made a strange gesture, forming a gaseous aura cover between his two hands, and threw the aura cover into the air above the two people who were fighting.

Many onlookers unconsciously rubbed their eyes, unable to believe the scene in front of them, just one punch made a real martial arts Meng Liang fall behind.

Only Mengling, the little beauty, was not strange at all, as if he knew that Ao Baifeng would win, and looked at Ao Baifeng with his big eyes open, as if he were admiring a work of art.

Meng Liang's arm was numb from the shock, and his blood vessels bulged, causing a tingling pain.

"This guy's true qi is even stronger than the Wang Lin I met, if it weren't for my special exercises, plus I entered the True Martial Arts Ascendant again, I'm afraid I would have suffered a loss today" At this time, Ao Baifeng was also uncomfortable, and the blood on his arm obviously felt boiling, and he admired Meng Liang's strength from the bottom of his heart.

Meng Liang was pressed at a disadvantage by a person who was lower than his own level, and his heart was not very good, if he lost in front of so many new students, then his self-esteem would definitely not be able to bear it, a pampered son and brother since childhood, held in the palm of his hand by his family, surrounded by his subordinates, his heart must be very fragile.

Deciding to use the low-level fourth-level martial arts passed down from the family, Meng Liang separated his feet, frantically urging the true qi in his body, his right palm was flat in front of his abdomen, his index finger was bent back, his thumb was pressed on top of his index finger, and he stretched the three fingers of his middle finger, ring finger and little thumb straight and hard, and then held his right wrist with his left hand.

The martial arts of the Haoming Continent are divided into low-level, intermediate-level, high-level, treasure level, and legendary, each level is divided into one level to ten levels and ten levels, the higher the level and level, the more powerful it is, it is said that the martial arts of the legendary level can exceed the limit of the tenth level, and perfunctory eleven-level or twelve-level or even higher-level martial arts.

Ao Baifeng can see it clearly, but he doesn't understand any martial arts, although he can condense the true qi in his body into sword qi, sword qi, handprints or something, but the power is far inferior to the martial arts that are played according to the martial arts route.

Seeing that Meng Liang's arms were constantly flowing and converging on his right hand, Ao Baifeng couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

"Stupid, pour your true qi into the fan bone and smash it over" Fan Luo reminded Ao Baifeng at the critical moment.

Ao Baifeng then remembered that he still had two fan bones that weighed as much as 10,000 catties, although he didn't have any energy now, but the material was extremely strong, plus the weight, as long as he poured his true qi into it and smashed it hard, the power might be able to overshadow the opponent's martial arts.

In order not to let the people around him find out, Ao Baifeng emitted the true qi in his body, wrapped himself in it, and kept jumping forward and backward inside, just not wanting others to see clearly that his meditation space was on the left.

The small black hole opened and closed, and a gear fan bone flew out of it, and Ao Baifeng gathered the surrounding true qi and poured it all into the fan bone, at this time, a ball of luster rose on the fan bone, and a circle of true qi rolled around the fan bone, and Ao Baifeng felt that this force definitely exceeded 20,000 catties.

At this time, on Meng Liang's three fingers, three identical fingers were extended, the middle finger was the ring finger and the little thumb, the difference was that the extension was formed by crystalline true qi, Ao Baifeng obviously noticed that the air around Meng Liang's true qi finger was distorting, but the strength was only 13,000 catties, and he was absolutely sure to defeat the other party.

Meng Liang's martial arts had already been formed, and he was only heard shouting "Three Finger Power of Dispersed Qi", and the three True Qi fingers rushed towards Ao Baifeng.

The True Qi fingers were still some distance away from Ao Baifeng, and Ao Baifeng felt the oncoming heat, rubbing his cheeks hot, and no longer daring to hesitate, the True Qi condensed in his palm, and pushed it violently on the fan bone, and the fan bone infused with most of his True Qi rushed towards Meng Liang's 'Three Finger Power of Dispersed Qi'.

Ao Baifeng also wanted to shout, but unfortunately suddenly, he didn't come up with any domineering martial arts names, so he had to keep silent, as long as he could win him.

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