It's time for the sixteenth to twentieth groups.

This is already approaching the final round, the top four of each group have been born, and the next game is the final moment of each group.

"Group 20, Class 8, Class C, Chen Fengsheng. ”

As the instructor shouted, the C-level students in the audience cheered and shouted, Chen Feng and Mu Ling'er were their hopes, if they could successfully break through to the first rank, they were destined to become the legends of the C-level class.

"Group 20, the second game, Class C, Yang Xiong. Matchup, Class 3, Mushan. ”

As the tutor's words fell, Yang Xiong, dressed in a black robe, stepped onto the stairs. He didn't jump up like the others, every step he took was so solid.

"It's Mu Shan!" Mu Ling'er stretched out his hand and pointed, and sure enough, Mu Shan appeared immediately.

"Big brother, Mu Shan is actually in a group with you. If he wins, you won't be sure to win the next battle for a place in the group. Wei Shengjin exclaimed with a little joy on the side.

Chen Feng naturally understood what Wei Shengjin meant, and he also hoped that Mu Shan could win, but when his gaze swept towards the black-robed man, a strange and fierce feeling filled his heart. It was a kind of deterrent, a blood-like deterrent, and when the Lin Snake of the Falling Cloud Sect found him hiding, Chen Feng felt this terrifying deterrent.

This is a martial arts powerhouse who has experienced countless iron and blood, and he can almost conclude that there are no less than a hundred people who died in the hands of this black-robed man.

"Mu Shan can't win. Moreover, there is a high probability that you will be seriously injured. Chen Feng's voice floated out faintly, making Mu Ling'er and Wei Shengjin stunned.

"How can you grow the morale of others to destroy your own prestige, I originally wanted to wait for Mu Shan to win and persuade him to lose to you. Mu Ling'er pouted and snorted angrily.

“......”

Chen Feng was silent, the fight between the two had begun, and his gaze became focused.

Bang~

At the same time, the two of them broke their bodies with their Yuan power, and Mu Shan also stepped into the Spirit Mirror during this time, reaching the realm of the Spirit Turning Mirror Xiaocheng.

Punch to punch, tentative blow, but I didn't see the gap between each other. Mu Shan then attacked fiercely, forcing Yang Xiong back step by step, it seemed that there was only room for parry, and there was no room for any counterattack.

"Good ......"

Mu Shui'er was defeated before, and he also rushed to the front to cheer for his eldest brother at this moment.

"Turning the sky upside down!"

Mu Shan took advantage of the victory to pursue, not wanting to give the other party room to counterattack at all, and the martial arts power in his body was released, and the palm technique of turning the sky was vividly displayed by him, and the palm shadow fluttered in the sky, like a wall.

Yang Xiong, a man in a black robe, did not have any fluctuations in his face wrapped in black robes, and even when he kept dodging, his breathing was stable and silent, and he didn't even take a breath.

The two quickly retreated to the corner, and if they retreated further, Yang Xiong was about to be forced out of the field.

"Enough fun!"

The indifferent voice was hoarse like a ghost, and the next moment, Yang Xiong's figure disappeared.

“......”

Suddenly lost his target, Mu Shan was slightly stunned, he thought that the opponent this time was a weak guy, but he never expected that the identity of the other party would be so fast.

"Watch out below!"

Chen Feng's reminding voice sounded, and when it was transmitted to Mu Shan's eardrum, it was a step too late.

Syllable~

The black-robed man was like a ghost, and a sliding shovel kicked directly on Mu Shan's legs. Mu Shan's figure fell forward, and his body pounced directly on the former, and when he saw the former's cold and indifferent face, a palm print had already been imprinted on his chest.

Burst......

Blood spurted wildly, and Mu Shan's body flew straight into the sky like a kite. That streak of blood drew a brilliant brilliance in the air, Mu Shan's face was like white paper, and this palm almost killed him. At this moment, he only felt dizzy, bursts of dizziness came up, and his mind was blank.

The black-robed man stood up, raised his head slightly, looked at Mu Shan, who was falling freely from the sky, and raised his hand with a palm. This palm is even more ruthless than the previous one, and it is clear that the winner has been decided, but he still has no intention of keeping his hand. Its ruthlessness is definitely not comparable to Dou Rong's generation.

Qingyun moves.

At the critical moment, the blue robe suddenly flashed, Chen Feng's figure flashed out, jumped high, hugged Mu Shan's body in mid-air, and narrowly avoided the former's fierce blow.

Since Li Lingyun, this kind of rescue action has appeared again, and the eyes of everyone in the field have once again focused on this fighting platform.

Yang Xiong, a black-robed man, looked indifferently on Chen Feng, and the corners of his mouth slowly cracked, revealing a strange smile. "Your name is Chen Feng, right?"

Chen Feng didn't answer, and looked down at Mu Shan, who had already fainted.

"Dealing with a person who is weaker than you, and attacking him is so vicious, do you want to kill him?" Chen Feng's cold voice slowly floated out.

Yang Xiong was noncommittal, and said indifferently: "Survival of the fittest, what is this, just a little garbage." In my martial arts, there is only life and death, there is no so-called sympathy, let alone so-called rules. ”

"If you think that, you're going to die young. ”

"Hahaha......" Yang Xiongyang smiled, and the momentum shocked everyone here. "There are too many people who want to kill me, but unfortunately, I killed all those people. I eat their hearts and livers, and drink their blood, and even if they have a thousand hatreds and grudges, they can only bury their bones in the ground. ”

Sou~

There was an abnormality in the field, and the mentor in charge of the game flew onto the stage.

"What's the matter, what do you want to do?" the mentor glanced at both of them, both slightly complaining.

"I threw in the towel for him. ”

Chen Feng only left this sentence, and hugged Mu Shan off the stage. Yang Xiong had already angered him, and in his Yang Xiong, Chen Feng saw Li Lingyun's arrogant and uninhibited ugliness.

He didn't have to say much, because that was exactly what he wanted to see. In the next game, they will naturally face each other, and at that time, he will use his fists to reason with each other.

"Brother Mushan......"

Mu Ling'er, Mu Shui'er, and Wei Shengjin and others all ran over to check on Mu Shan's injuries.

"I'm going to kill that bastard. ”

Mu Shui'er's eyes were red, and she was about to rush up to compete with Yang Xiong as she spoke, but she was stopped by a strong arm.

"This feud, just leave it to me to settle it, you are not his opponent, take good care of Mu Shan here. Chen Feng said with concern.

"Winner, Class C, Yang Xiong!"

Wow......

As the instructor's voice fell, the audience erupted in applause.

Although Yang Xiong's methods are fierce, he has added a lot of highlights to the game, and those students who have already lost the game naturally watch it with the mentality of watching a good show. As for who was wounded and killed, they didn't care.

Just as everyone was shouting, on the tall tower in the distance, Lei Zhentian, the dean of the Wind Thunder Academy, had a blank face.