Chapter 63: Fighting in the Ring
Zhang Kenong was the first to play. ββ
His expression was a little cringe, but his sword was not bad.
Although it is a little sluggish and lacks change, it is also a one-size-fits-all and has deep roots.
"Dean Shen's choice of him to become the inheritor of the Nine Methods of the Divine Machine's Secret Transmission can't be regarded as a mistake......
Chen Feiyang watched the particle vibration sword wave that he admired, and he had to admit that this humble classmate also had a good talent, and with enough hard work, he did not disgrace this secret tradition.
"It's just this swordsmanship......
He frowned slightly.
"ββAlthough it is different from the sword moves I have practiced in the past two days, it is mainly based on the word 'Zhen', and the attack method that uses strength to fight and ignores defense and distance is faintly consistent. β
"Strange!"
As his birthday gift, the old man in Tsing Yi gave him a big gift and taught him three martial arts in one fell swoop.
Swordsmanship.
Fingering.
Hidden weapon!
"Feiyang, you lost the opportunity to learn the secret transmission of the Nine Methods of the Divine Machine, but the martial arts I teach you will definitely not be worse than the Secret Legend of the Nine Methods of the Divine Machine!"
The old man in Tsing Yi was full of confidence.
"Particle Vibration Sword Wave, Magnetic Finger and Jumping Knife ......"
"Plus the three-step return method ......"
When Chen Feiyang was practicing, he felt that the old man in Tsing Yi passed on the four martial arts were similar to the four martial arts of the Nine Methods of Divine Machines, although the moves and changes were completely different, but the core of them was the same.
The only difference is that the four martial arts taught by the old man in Tsing Yi do not need to be inherited through first-level transformation, so that the body has better adaptability, and they can be practiced!
"After hard practice, the effect should not be under the secret transmission of the Nine Methods of the Divine Machine. β
Chen Feiyang looked at Zhang Kenong's performance in the ring, and secretly compared it in his heart.
"The transformed students of the Divine Machine Academy are not weak. β
"This person has never heard of it, and he can fight without a win. β
"Senior Li doesn't seem to be in good shape, and he is going to lose this game. β
"It doesn't matter, with Senior Tang, Senior Bing and Senior Chi, we will definitely win in the nine-person ring. β
Although Hallym Academy lost the first game, the students were still very calm, they believed that there were masters behind them to press the formation, and there was no pressure.
Zhang Kenong won the first game in a hard battle, sweating profusely, making it out of strength, and losing the second game.
Next, Lei Yuan, who was rumored to be a turbocharged palm, also failed to resist, Hallym Academy won two consecutive victories, and then Pomegranate won the fourth ring with a strange jumping flying knife, but she was weak in the end, and there was no momentum of continuous victory in the fifth game.
"It's not bad......"
The two sides alternated and the difference was not too big.
"If we continue like this, our school will not have a chance to ...... in the end"
Although it is obvious that Xie Lang and Bai Xiaoshi can compare with Tang Yu at most, the strength of the two above Tang Yu is unfathomable, and they are afraid that they will encounter more than lucky, but in the hearts of the students and teachers, they will always have extravagant hopes.
Unfortunately, this pattern did not last.
The situation on the field has changed abruptly!
Liu Tao, the third person of Hallym Academy, was probably humiliated in the Three Academies Battle Armor Design Competition, held his breath, and brought his ancestral Admiralty Body Protection Martial Arts into full play, and after defeating the pomegranate, he was out of control, and won Jiang Feichi, Fang Xiaowu, Zheng Tianyi, and Bai Xiaoshi in a row, and won a wave of five consecutive victories!
Chen Feiyang was ignored, and Xie Lang became the only hope!
"How?"
"Are the Nine Secret Legends of the Divine Machine all paper paste?"
"Doesn't Bai Xiaoshi claim to be able to fight Xie Lang, how can someone from Hanlin Academy be so weak?"
"Insiders in the civil war, outsiders in the outside war!"
The students of the Divine Machine Academy were all boiling, and they were so breathless that they couldn't stop scolding in this ring.
Nian Wuxian proudly raised his bald head and looked at Shen Zhengme with a sneer.
"Dean Shen, it's really disappointing, according to this situation, even without our family Tang Yu appearing, Liu Tao can sweep the nine of you away!"
"I said a long time ago, don't humiliate yourself!"
If Liu Tao, who had a mediocre performance in the Hallym Academy, could end the battle, then the Shenji Academy and Shen Zheng and I would really be embarrassed to go home!
"It's not over yet, what's the use of being proud so early?"
Shen Zhengyi drooped his eyelids and sat quietly in his chair, not even looking at the situation in the ring, as if these battles were not worth his attention at all.
"Nian Wuxie, when you were in the three-court competition, you seemed to have said the same thing to me, and the result?"
His tone was neither light nor heavy, but it was like a needle pricking Nian Wuxie's ass, and Nian Wuxian jumped up screaming.
"Dead duck has a hard mouth! Okay, we'll see the end!"
"Let's see, the students of the Divine Machine Academy, how weak they really are!"
In the ring, Xie Lang's face was pale, sweat was dripping from his sideburns, and he bit his lip.
"Abominable, abominable, abominable!"
His eyes were about to erupt with fire, "Bai Xiaoshi is too useless, I thought that a few of them would at least be able to kill Tang Yu in front of him, but I didn't expect that the first few miscellaneous fish would also be done by me myself!"
He clenched his fists, only to feel that his arms were filled with infinite strength, and the courage in his chest suddenly increased.
After receiving the first-level transformation and the Lightspeed Fist inheritance, Xie Lang's self-confidence and courage regained a few points.
"Auditor, take a good look, I will definitely win this victory for the Divine Machine Academy!"
"It's like the white line of the three-house competition. β
Xie Lang turned around, leaned into Chen Feiyang's ear, gritted his teeth and whispered.
"This is the honor of the official students of our Divine Machine Academy, and you as an auditor will never understand it!"
He stomped his foot hard and proudly stepped into the ring.
"But ......"
Chen Feiyang scratched the back of his head, shook his head with a wry smile, it seems that Xie Lang regards Bai Xing, who is trying to turn the tide, as his example. If this kid knows, Bai Xing is just Chen Feiyang's vest, I'm afraid he will blow up his lungs, right?
"In the tenth game, Xie Lang of Shenji Academy, challenge Liu Tao of Hanlin Academy!"
"Dada!"
Xie Lang didn't have the slightest reservation as soon as he made a move, his fists flew like a cannon, and he kept hitting out, although it was impossible to really reach the speed of light, but it had already reached the speed limit that could be observed by the naked eye!
A large afterimage shrouded half of the ring, Liu Tao, who was showing off his martial arts just now, couldn't resist it, his face and chest were punched one after another, he couldn't help retreating, and finally screamed, and planted the ring with his back to the sky!
"Xie Langsheng!"
This hearty victory finally mustered up a little confidence for the students of the Divine Machine Academy, and they regained their strength and continued to cheer for Xie Lang loudly.
Xie Lang lived up to expectations, won two more games in a row, and finally invited Tang Yu, one of the aces of Hallym Academy, to the ring!
"This is my ...... Time for revenge!"
Xie Lang was panting heavily, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his back was also soaked, and the continuous overload of using the Light Speed Fist had already brought him to the limit.
But-this Tang Yu, he has to be defeated!
He stared at Tang Yu viciously, but was surprised to find that Tang Yu was a little absent-minded at all.
This imaginary opponent didn't even look at Xie Lang squarely, his head was lowered, his face was ugly, and from time to time he peeked at the sidelines with the corner of his eye-
- Chen Feiyang!