Draw?

After this fight, beads of sweat the size of soybeans slowly fell on Pan Heng's forehead, his chest rose and fell violently, and even the sound of breathing became a little heavier. His right hand gently covered his chest, and his facial muscles twitched slightly, obviously suffering a slight injury.

On the other hand, Qin Yan's condition was much worse, the corners of his clothes on his arms had already been torn, and thin wounds appeared on his slightly strong arms, which should have been injured by Pan Heng's fierce tiger swallowing. At this moment, the blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth announced his injury.

"Admit defeat, you're not my opponent!"

Pan Heng glanced at the other party coldly, and slowly said these words. There was endless arrogance in the tone, as if a judge was judging a prisoner, giving people a sense of superiority.

"Really?"

In the face of the other party's ridicule, Qin Yan did not laugh angrily, with a strange smile on his face, looking at the other party coldly.

Just when the two confronted each other, the originally noisy martial arts arena immediately quieted down, and everyone was holding their breath, looking forward to the final result.

"I didn't do my best! In this case, if you can hurt me, it means that you have the qualifications!"

Although Pan Heng's words were not loud, they exploded in the minds of this group of warriors like thunder

Did it really hurt the boss?

If this sentence was said by someone else, it is estimated that none of these warriors would believe it, but this came out of the mouth of the person concerned, so they couldn't help but believe it.

You must know that even if he is facing a martial artist of the same level as Zhang Fu, Pan Heng is rarely injured, not to mention that the person opposite now is a small martial artist who only has the strength of the third order of martial arts.

"Keep pretending, I'll see who will fall to the ground first!"

The slightly raised right hand was gradually lowered, and his eyes gradually became cold, but there was an incomparable murderous aura, and he spoke word by word.

"Outfit?"

The words in Qin Yan's mouth made many people's faces change, and they all rushed to the railing next to the martial arts arena, trying to see some clues from Pan Heng's face.

"Poof!"

Not long after the former's voice fell, Pan Heng only felt a sweetness in his mouth, and there was a surge of qi and blood in his chest, and even if he opened a big mouth, he spit out a stream of blood.

"Boy, you ......"

There was still dark purple blood on his lips, his right hand was slammed into his chest, there was an incredible look in his eyes, his brain was spinning rapidly, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"It doesn't hurt its surface, it is broken inside. This is the true meaning of the Sun Fist!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his right hand, stretched his index finger forward slightly, gradually bent it down, and then hooked it violently, signaling the other party to continue.

This whole set of actions, coupled with that contemptuous look, completely angered Pan Heng!

"Originally, I was going to spare your life in the face of the head of the family, but now it seems that there is no need for this!"

The latter's recovery power is not not strong, just a few words of dialogue, the blood in his body is forced out by his exercises, after doing this, he still has the ability to recover his strength.

When they saw the scene where Qin Yan provoked Pan Heng, all the martial artists only had two words in their hearts.

Crazy, he's completely crazy!

It's too late, it's too soon. Pan Heng kicked the ground suddenly, drawing a graceful arc in the air in his hand, and with a powerful momentum, he blasted towards it.

"White Tiger Roaring Sky Strike!"

With this roar, Pan Hengdang even took out his housekeeping mastery. The martial arts aura behind him twisted for a while, and suddenly turned into a colorful tiger, with a bloody aura on the snow-white hair, and the scarlet tiger eyes looked at each other deadly.

Looking at the fist that was constantly enlarged in his eyes, the body technique of the Nine Flashes of Heaven was displayed again, and the pace of practice under his feet was staggered, and then the time of the wrong body was used again.

"Boy, hubris!"

Seeing that the other party was still using the original move, Pan Heng's face gradually became gloomy. He struck with all his might, but the other party still parried and resisted unhurriedly, which made his strong self-esteem deeply humiliated.

"Drink!"

With a burst of shouts in his mouth, the Burning Sun Fist blasted towards the opposite door with bursts of dragon groans.

"Endless sorrow!"

When Qin Yan's fist was about to reach him, a powerful spiritual fluctuation immediately poured into Pan Heng's mind, and at that moment, there was a trance of consciousness, and an inexplicable bitterness suddenly surged into his heart, making his eyes gradually foggy.

"This ......"

Before the words came out, he felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest, and the whole person flew out directly. As the distance between it gradually widened, the inexplicable bitterness became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

"Ahh

As consciousness gradually recovered, an inexplicable sense of shame immediately filled my heart. At the moment, he practiced turning in the air, and took a few steps back before he stabilized his body. At that moment, he wanted to continue to make moves, but at this moment, a figure came up like a ghost, and his cold hair immediately stood on end.

Because not far behind him, a jet-black ball of light slowly approached him with an endless killing aura.

But at this time, Pan Heng was in an embarrassing situation where the old force was gone and the new force was not born, and he had no time to resist at the moment, so he could only rely on his body to resist the opponent's attack.

As the jet-black ball of light approached, a powerful aura of death surged from its chest. Feeling this feeling of near-death made him slightly stunned.

"Die!"

Qin Yan burst out of his mouth, but the ball of light in his hand didn't shoot down, he just twisted his body and kicked his right foot fiercely towards his back. With the strength of this foot, the opponent flew out like a sandbag, fell heavily on the stone slab, struggled a few times, and still couldn't stand up.

"Hmph, you guys listen to me, if anyone dares to frame me, I won't keep my hand again!"

At this time, his hair was scattered, and he stood on the competition platform like a bloodthirsty demon god, and the muscles of his body were full of enlargement because of the release of killing energy, and several green tendons on it burst out, showing his amazing strength.

Some of the martial artists of the Shangguan family in the audience accidentally met his gaze with an endless killing aura, and suddenly as if they had been pricked by thousands of needles, they subconsciously shrank their necks and took a few steps back coldly.

Killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, this is the meaning of Qin Yanjing's martial arts competition.

Staying in the Shangguan family, although it is a forced behavior, but it is always disturbed by a swarm of flies, and it is inevitable that there will be a feeling of annoyance in my heart.

Since you want to beat, pick up the most powerful one!

Only by defeating it will those martial artists settle down, and only in this way will he be able to cultivate with peace of mind and use it to find a chance to escape.

He knew deeply that staying in the Shangguan family, he might not have to worry about eating and drinking, but in the final analysis, he was still a slave of Shangguan Yunfeng!

Glancing lightly, Qin Yan slowly turned around, clapped his hands slightly, and walked down the stairs next to the martial arts arena and slowly walked off the stage.

Staring at the back of the young man leaving, Noleia also moved, with a gust of fragrant wind, and chased directly after him.

Somehow, she gradually felt that this teenager was becoming more and more incomprehensible to her.

The more mysterious Qin Yan is, the more curious she is, wanting to find out.

In just a few breaths, the girl behind him caught up, and the jade hand gently patted the former's shoulder, revealing a sweet smile, her lips opened slightly, and she slowly said in a voice that made all men numb...... I'd like to talk to you about ......."

I don't know why, when I was talking to the young man in front of me, my heart seemed to be bumping into thousands of deer, and the blush on my face slowly slid down my cheeks to the jade neck like mutton fat, and my voice became lower and lower, and finally it was so low that I couldn't even hear it clearly.

"Yes!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in her ears, Noleia raised her head suddenly, and her beautiful eyes suddenly met Qin Yan's cold gaze, and somehow, a touch of loss gradually appeared in her heart.

Does he not want to? Or is he not available right now, or is he too embarrassed to refuse?

A few thoughts quickly flashed through her mind, and when she thought that she didn't like to figure out other people's thoughts, she also showed a little daughter posture, slightly sideways, and the ponytail that was originally tied behind suddenly loosened somehow, and the wavy hair spread out like a naughty child, adding a touch of charm.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that Noleia didn't act, Qin Yan's sword eyebrows were also slightly upside down, his eyes stared coldly ahead, waiting quietly, but the thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly, thinking carefully about his own problems.

Just now, after using that jet-black ball of light, Qin Yan found that his mind was abnormally lucid, and he could even control his behavior, if he had changed to before, it was estimated that Pan Heng would be strangled directly, where would he temporarily change his moves and turn his shot into a kick?

If you feel it carefully, the current side effects seem to be just a feeling of boredom in my heart, and I don't want to deal with people, but there is no other discomfort.

Both of them were thinking about the problem, and for a moment they just stood there quietly, motionless. It wasn't until Qin Yan said the word "leave" that the silent atmosphere was broken, and he walked around one after the other.

"Well, I've always wanted to know, what kind of power can make you constantly break through yourself?" Noleia racked her brains to come up with such an almost mentally retarded question, and at the moment she was also embarrassed and crimson, looking down and fiddling with her clothes, not daring to look up at the other party's eyes.

"I'm going to save someone, someone worth protecting with my life!"

Listening to Noreya's question, Qin Yan lowered his head and thought for a while, his originally cold gaze gradually became hot, judging from the violent twitching of his face, the status of that person in his heart was definitely not low.

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