The old man's tone was a little heavy, and his eyes flashed with an inexplicable smell.

"Does it have to be so?"

Seeing Su Daochen's resolute bow, Yang Jingchun had no choice but to give up, looked sideways at Yan Feiyang in the audience, cast an inquiring look, and said, "What do you mean?" ”

After being stunned for a moment, Yan Feiyang's heart fluttered, and he couldn't figure out what kind of wind Su Daochen's brain was pumping.

Su Daochen in the past couldn't even take a punch from him, let alone him now?

One punch can kill this waste!

Raising his head and laughing, the corners of Yan Feiyang's mouth were filled with deep disdain, and he swept his gaze towards Su Daochen as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Haha! Since this kid was sent to the door to find death, how can there be any reason not to accept it? This son took it! Then a battle will be a life and death! ”

Alas.....

The old man sighed softly, shook his head, and then looked at the city lord Yunyang not far away.

"Today's event is a competition among the disciples of the academy, and everything is up to the dean."

On the seat, Yun Yang said with a smile, and a pair of tiger eyes kept scanning Su Daochen and the others.

At this point, the scene instantly became enthusiastic, as if a pot had exploded, and the noise rose from all directions.

Everyone's faces were a little excited, and they all knew that they would face a life-and-death battle next.

As for the one who died, in the eyes of all, there was no doubt.

It must be Su Daochen!

......

Under the scorching gaze of the audience, the two slowly boarded a ten-zhang ring.

"The rules are very simple, those who ascend to life and die, only one person can go alive, you.... Do it yourself. ”

Looking at the two people in the ring from a distance, Yang Jingchun's mood was a little complicated.

In his opinion, these two people are rare talents, and they all have the opportunity to surpass him and become top powerhouses in the future, but now they are close to each other.....

In the same way, he knew that the matter was irreconcilable.

Although he didn't know exactly what was going on between the two, he could faintly see something just from the intimate relationship between Su Shuirou and Yan Feiyang.

"Brother Chen, you.... Don't scare me! What can I do if something happens to you? ”

Under the ring, Miao Junjun desperately squeezed at the front, sweating profusely, looking at Su Daochen standing on the battle of life and death, his face suddenly turned white, and there were some six gods without masters.

"Brother Feiyang, teach that waste a good lesson, don't let him die too easily, otherwise it will be difficult to vent the hatred in Miss Ben's heart!"

Su Shuirou's face was frosty, her fists were clenched, and her eyes were full of yin and poison, which was not concealed at all, which showed how much she hated Su Daochen.

"Huh. I heard that your kid's cultivation has recovered? You don't think that this is enough to challenge this son, do you? ”

In the corner of the ring, Yan Feiyang clasped his hands to his chest, tilted his head and glanced at Su Daochen, his expression was extremely bohemian, "You are still 10,000 years early!" ”

"You're talking a bit too much nonsense, let's do it."

The faint words rose, and Su Daochen stood up, his eyes were quiet and almost deadly.

Looking at his face, which was neither salty nor light, the corners of Yan Feiyang's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes were slightly angry, and he sneered:

"I haven't seen my temper in two months, but my temper has increased a lot, but I don't know how strong it is? It's not like last time, you can't even take a punch, that's a bit of a waste! ”

Sou~

With the sound of whistling, the corners of Su Daochen's mouth lifted slightly, and in the next moment, his figure flashed and came to Yan Feiyang.

Immediately after, in his suddenly constricted eyes, a huge fist came into view!

"How daring! If you are in such a hurry to die, Ben Shao will fulfill you! ”

With a roar, Yan Feiyang never expected that such a waste thing as Su Daochen would really dare to bully him, which made him feel pale.

For a brief moment of thought, he also raised his fist and blasted out.

There was a muffled thud.

The two of them touched each other and separated, and their steps continued to rise, and they all stepped back.

After taking dozens of steps back, Yan Feiyang stopped and looked at Su Daochen with a look of disbelief.

"How is that possible? This kid is actually capable of resisting the punch of this son? ”

Although the punch just now was hastily struck, it also used nearly fifty percent of its strength.

In terms of his realm, it is impossible for Su Daochen to follow this punch, at least he will be seriously injured, but the result is.... Evenly divided!

Looking at Su Daochen's indifferent face, it was obvious that the punch just now did not have much impact.

"Brother Feiyang, don't release the water anymore, teach him a hard lesson!"

Seeing that Su Daochen really resisted this punch, Su Shuirou's face was angry, her pupils trembled slightly, and she subconsciously thought that Yan Feiyang was not serious, otherwise it would not be this result.

"It's a little interesting, Ben Shao really underestimated you, it was just a warm-up, and then Ben Shao will let you see what hell is!"

His face was slightly gloomy, Yan Feiyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was cold.

As soon as the words fell, his chest rose and fell, and a faint True Yuan was stirring around him, covering a pair of fists.

Roar!

With the faint sound of the tiger's roar, a three-zhang tiger's head phantom condensed out of the fist, roaring fiercely, very extraordinary.

"Hiss ~ Split Tiger Fist! This is the Yellow Rank Top-grade Martial Arts of the County King's Mansion! ”

"I didn't expect that the prince of the county would even use the Split Tiger Fist, it seems that Su Daochen is not as simple as we thought."

"But the Split Tiger Fist has been used, it seems that Yan Feiyang is really a little angry, this competition is about to end, and there is nothing to look forward to."

In the field, the faces of all parties were different, and at the moment of recognizing this martial art, they were quite stunned and a little excited.

Crack Tiger Fist?

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, Su Daochen's eyes were indifferent, he slowly raised his fist, and still blasted out lightly, without the slightest fluctuation of breath.

"I dare to despise Ben Shao, I'm really tired of being crooked!"

Seeing Su Daochen's waveless fist, Yan Feiyang's eyes were filled with deep murderous intent, at this moment he was completely annoyed by Su Daochen, and he couldn't wait to kill him quickly.

The two fists with different breaths quickly connected, and at this moment, Yan Feiyang's eyes were bloodthirsty, and he could even imagine the next bloody scene.

There was a moment of silence.

"Click!"

The sound of bone cracking resounded throughout the audience, followed by the sound of "ticking" blood.

I saw Su Daochen standing tall, his arms stretched out, and his slender fists were stained with a faint bloodstain.

Take a closer look, it was Yan Feiyang's bloodstains!

There was a dead silence in the field, all the pupils trembling violently, and even breathing slightly.

Before everyone's thoughts could be slowed down, a scream suddenly erupted from the field.

"Ahh

Yan Feiyang bowed slightly, his face was blue and uncertain, and the arm that stretched out couldn't stop trembling, almost spasmodic!

Under everyone's bewildered gaze, the arm trembled violently, and then the robe that wrapped around the arm suddenly shattered, shattering and turning into powder, revealing blood-red and twisted muscles.

This.... How is this possible?

Under one punch, Yan Feiyang's arm was actually deformed?

"Is this what hell is called? Is this what you're capable of? It's really weak...... Vulnerable! ”

Slowly retracting his fist, Su Daochen shook the blood stains on his fist, with a faint sense of disappointment in his eyes.