Chapter Forty-Eight: Spear Shoots Birds
After a while, the dust gradually cleared, the ring gradually calmed down, and the figures of the two appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.
I only heard that Mu Feng suddenly opened his mouth and said lightly: "Zhou Fan, to be honest, I really envy you." You have brothers who work together, and you have people who love you. It's not like I only live for strength, and I don't compromise my means to become stronger, why are you so strong, and what reason do you have to become stronger."
Mu Feng finally said that his voice became higher and higher, as if he was roaring out, and his handsome face also showed a sad color, was it sad for the humiliation he had suffered for more than ten years? sad for his loneliness, or sad for his own unscrupulous means? No one could know except himself.
When Zhou Fan heard this, he was stunned for a while, thinking of his past life of inaction, and the humiliation he suffered in the name of more than a dozen wastes, and thinking of his parents who are still missing. He couldn't help but clench his fists tightly, his nails sinking deep into his palms, and the tingling sensation woke him up.
Pointing forward with the spear in his hand, Zhou Fan said with a cautious face: "Do you have a reason to become stronger? I also have it, for those reasons, I use the spear in my hand to sweep away all the enemies who stand in the way." Therefore, you will lose today, and now it's time for me to make a move, okay."
The spiritual power of the rolling water separated from the clouds, and it poured out in a steady stream. With the guidance of the artistic conception of water, entwined with the spear. A huge blue spear shadow was formed, and the power was terrifying.
"The Artistic Conception of Water - Spiral Gun Power"
Zhou Fan shouted, his body was working, his body disappeared as if teleporting, and when he appeared, he had already come to Mu Feng, and the spear in his hand stabbed mercilessly, slashing through a blue trajectory and attacking Mu Feng.
The shadow of the gun was in Mu Feng's pupils, constantly expanding. Mu Feng's face changed, he let out a low snort, and used his body technique with all his might, narrowly avoiding this shot.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the shadow of the gun coming again, and he wanted to dodge again, but he couldn't completely dodge.
Laugh at......
The blade of the spear pierced his right rib, bringing up a string of blood and a sharp pain. Mu Feng was furious, and the sword in his hand turned.
Xiuxiu......
Several wind blades greeted Zhou Fan, and Zhou Fan turned around and dodged most of the attacks. However, the distance was too close, but he was still hit in the chest, and a wound that was not deep or shallow, and blood overflowed, staining the sky-blue robe red.
Ding Ding ...... Zheng Zheng ......
The two of them have been fighting to the point of madness, their figures are constantly flashing, and the shadows of guns and swords are constantly colliding, bringing up a string of blood flowers from time to time. The two ignored the pain in their bodies and swung their weapons in an effort to quickly defeat their opponents.
The people outside the venue were also focused, for fear of missing the slightest, and when their eyes were discounted, Zhou Ling and Shen Xue on the side were full of worry and kept praying.
About half an hour later, wounds on the two of them were everywhere, and blood continued to flow out, leaving many blood spots in the ring.
Perhaps because of the Chiyang Body Refining Technique, Zhou Fan became more and more courageous the more he fought, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the wounds on his body were also slowly healed because of the strong recovery power.
"If this doesn't work, how can his physique be so strong, and he must lose if he continues like this. I had to use that trick, although it was a bit tricky, but there was no way to do it." After forcing Zhou Fan back with a sword, Mu Feng muttered to himself.
The hands quickly sealed, and the wind spiritual power poured out, but instead of rushing into the sword, it surged to the back, and finally formed an illusory cyan wing.
"Wind Secret Method - Wind Wings"
Mu Feng let out a low snort, flapped his wings, and rose in the jaw-dropping gaze of everyone, and finally stopped above the ring at a height of about ten zhang.
"This ...... This, he can actually fly", a college girl exclaimed in surprise.
"This is too cheap, in this way, Zhou Fan can't attack him at all, it's over." Sun Fatzi, who was under the ring, muttered and said, thinking that he was going to lose money this time.
......
Zhou Fan looked up at Mu Feng in the sky, and was also stunned, he never expected that someone could actually stop at a high altitude in the martial arts realm.
Mu Feng above looked down at the ring and said lightly: "Zhou Fan, you admit defeat." In this way, I will not be able to abolish you, and I will have to find another way to repay my debts if I promise someone else's business."
"You think you're going to win?"
"Hmph, obsessed, since this is the case, don't blame me, it seems that there is no need to find another way to pay off the debt." After speaking, the sword in his hand swung again and again, and a huge wind blade slashed towards Zhou Fan from top to bottom.
Boom Boom Boom ......
Zhou Fan used his body with all his strength, walking through the dense wind blade, and the wind blade slashed into the ring, suddenly cutting out ravines.
Dodging the last wind blade, Zhou Fan snorted coldly and said: "Is there really no way to be Lao Tzu?
As he spoke, the spear was raised, and the rich water spiritual power swept up, forming a rotating spear head in front of the silver dragon spear, looking at the spear, the corner of Zhou Fan's mouth hooked a wicked smile.
"Shura's Third Slash - Breaking the Sky"
Zhou Fan shouted, and the spear in his hand was thrown suddenly, and the spear disappeared in the stunned eyes of everyone in an instant.
Shout......
The speed was so fast that the air around him couldn't bear it, and it made a sharp whistling sound, which instantly changed to a distance of only a few zhang from Mu Feng.
Everyone looked up, only to see that the tip of this spear actually pointed at Mu Feng's lower body, and suddenly 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in the hearts of countless people. The male college couldn't help but cover their lower bodies, and a chill came to their hearts, while the female college covered their eyes, not daring to look at the next embarrassing picture.
"Zhou Fan, I'm a mud horse." Even Mu Feng, who never scolded, couldn't help but scold in his heart when he looked at the spear coming towards his lower body.
At this moment, in the air, his body technique was also restricted, Mu Feng hurriedly used his spiritual power, forming a barrier of Dao Dao Wind in front of him, and the wings behind him were also stacked together to block in front of him.
Bang bang bang......
The sound of the barrier breaking kept sounding, Mu Feng's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "It's not good, how can the strength be so strong." Hurriedly turned his body to the right, but the speed of the spear was too fast, and the time was too short.
Burst......
The spear galloped past, although it did not stab the fifth limb below, but it still shot Mu Feng's left arm, and suddenly blood gushed out, and the white bones and flesh stood out, which was very terrifying.
Syllable......
The broken arm fell on the ring, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and some female students who had never seen such a picture couldn't help but squat down and vomit wildly.
Mu Feng's wings were also shot through, he couldn't control his balance, and he fell into the air, and was finally caught by Vice President Tang and sent for treatment.
Rumble......
The spear flew a hundred feet high, and now it fell. With a huge force, he plunged into another ring, and suddenly there was a loud explosion, and a huge pit was formed on the ring, and the spear was submerged in it.
Everyone around them was frightened, looking at the handsome young man in the ring. They were speechless for a long time, and no one could have guessed that Zhou Fan, the dark horse, had unexpectedly gone all the way, and had come to the present with a fierce momentum and decisive killing.
It wasn't until the referee announced that Zhou Fan had won that the sluggish crowd woke up.
Zhou Fan felt the fatigue in his body, took out a few Hui Ling Dan and ate them, the spiritual power in his body slowly recovered, and he walked down the ring, and Shen Xue and the others also greeted him.
"Okay, you kid, you've been a dark horse all the way to the present." Murong Chong punched Zhou Fan in the shoulder and said with a grin.
Hiss......
Murong Chong's punch just hit a wound, and there was a sharp pain. Zhou Fan couldn't help but gasp, and when Xiao Nizi on the side saw this, her beautiful big eyes stared at Murong Chong, her cheeks bulging, obviously angry, and so did Zhou Ling on the side.
"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm not excited." Murong Chong touched his head and quickly apologized.
Zhou Fan touched Xiao Nizi's head and smiled softly. said: "Forget it, it's just a skin injury, and he didn't mean it."
Hearing Zhou Fan say this, Xiao Nizi's anger also disappeared by half, supporting Zhou Fan, carefully examining the wounds on his body, and her face was full of distress.
"Okay, let's go to dinner, the fat man is going to slaughter him today because you have made a lot of money." Murong Chong changed the topic so that the second daughter would not be angry again.
"No problem, eat openly today, don't save money for the master." Sun Kai on the side patted his chest, arrogant.
Everyone nodded and headed towards the cafeteria.
Looking at the back of Zhou Fan and the others leaving, Wang Shengjie's face was distorted, and his resentful eyes were staring at Zhou Fan, like a fierce beast that devoured people and ate them.
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