The first army of Great Xia, Wu Da.

In a huge martial arts platform in the shape of a semi-circular arc, Wang Yan and Chen Chen stood opposite each other.

The whole stage is like a semicircle that has been cut out, supported by a huge stone pillar, and erected on a high place.

It is surrounded on all sides by completely transparent glass.

Every move inside the martial arts stage can be seen clearly by the outside world.

And in the entire extremely spacious martial arts building, there are dozens of martial arts platforms of this shape.

In the martial arts building, dozens of stone pillars support dozens of semicircular transparent martial arts platforms.

Fighting in it is like fighting on some kind of battlefield of the gods.

This is also a spectacular scene of the first military force of Great Xia.

Even the martial arts platform of the Seventh School of the Big Dipper is by no means as spectacular as the design of the First Military Martial Arts University of Great Xia.

Under the stage, a group of students had already gathered at this time.

And at the entrance of the Yanwu Building, there are still a large number of students who are rapidly converging towards this side.

There is no way, the two people who are fighting are the people who have recently made a name for themselves in the two schools.

One has just entered the school for a few days, and he has single-handedly overturned more than 100 students of the Beidou Seventh School in the college entrance examination.

The other is a fierce man who entered the Yuheng list in his sophomore year, and is the eighty-second fierce man on the list.

"Do you think Brother Ember is really that confident?"

In the crowd, Huang Mao was also looking up a little dazedly at this time, looking at the two figures in the martial arts stage.

A boy next to him came over and poked him with his elbow, with a little curiosity.

"This Chen Chen is said to be the strongest genius in the second year of Yuheng Martial University, I heard that he has already condensed a trace of martial will, and it is only a matter of time before he steps into the Grandmaster."

This boy is also a freshman at the First Military Martial Arts University in Great Xia, and his relationship with Huang Mao is quite good on weekdays.

At this time, he leaned over and asked curiously, "You are so close to Brother Ash, is Brother Ember really sure that even Chen Chen will be defeated?"

"How do I know......

Huang Mao glanced at him: "What strength does Brother Ember have, do you think I can guess it?"

"But ......"

He paused, a look of worry appeared on his face, and continued, "Brother Ember doesn't seem to know much about this Chen Chen...... I'm afraid that Brother Ember is impulsive, so he agreed to this Chen Chen's challenge......

……

In the office, a woman in a red robe stood with her chest crossed, and her breasts were squeezed with environmentally friendly hands.

Dong Wenrui next to him put his hands in his pockets and sat on the sofa.

Both were looking at the monitors in their offices.

The above is the picture inside the martial arts building.

"This Chen Chen you found, can you test the depth of Wang Yan?"

The red-robed woman frowned slightly.

"Sister, I'll do something, you can rest assured."

Dong Wenrui blew his nails nonchalantly: "Although this Chen Chen is only a sophomore, his talent is not bad, he has already condensed a trace of martial will, although the realm is not a sixth-level martial artist, but he already has the strength to fight with a sixth-level martial artist, this strength is not high or low, it is suitable to check Wang Yan's current underground details."

"Is there a trace of martial will? That's a good fit."

The red-robed woman nodded slightly.

"Here we go."

Suddenly, Dong Wenrui's originally nonchalant expression shook suddenly, and he sat up straight, staring intently at the monitor.

The red-robed woman standing around her chest, with a pair of beautiful eyes with a bit of flattery, was also staring closely at the monitor in front of her at this time.

……

"Here we go!"

In the Yanwu Building, the students below let out an exclamation.

With the exclamations of many students, the two people in the stage rushed out like lightning at the same time and slammed into each other fiercely.

Peng!

The dull sound of the force entering the flesh came out through the glass wall of the martial arts platform, so that everyone below could hear it clearly

Plainly.

The two figures slammed into each other, and in an instant, the fist shadows danced, and the sound of extremely heavy collisions sounded one after another.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

There were three violent collisions, and a figure staggered back, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were already full of shock.

"Such a strong force?"

Chen Chen was extremely surprised in his heart.

This Wang Yan, who looked a little weak and looked like a sick seedling, actually had such a strong strength?

Call!

A black shadow flashed in front of him, and Wang Yan's figure appeared in front of him as if teleporting, bringing a storm to hunt.

His face was a completely different look of excitement from Chen Chen, and a whip leg came down from above, setting off a sharp roar, and smashed down towards Chen Chen.

Chen Chen's face changed.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

He suddenly punched, and between the swings of the fist, there were three extremely violent explosions, as if the punch was driving the air and making a violent sonic boom.

"It's ...... A-level physical technique eight-tone boxing?!"

A student below exclaimed, "Chen Chen can actually play an eight-tone boxing?"

Bayin Boxing is a physical art that evolved from ancient martial arts.

Since the martial arts era, with the development of martial arts, the big waves have panned for gold, and the ancient martial arts left before the martial arts era have been screened for hundreds of years.

Some advanced ancient martial arts, after improvement, have become one of the many A-level physical arts.

Bayin Boxing is such an ancient martial arts.

The ancient martial arts were already difficult to practice, but after changing to physical arts, the difficulty became even greater.

This eight-tone boxing is one of the best.

After the martial artist has a strong qi in his body, in the battle between the martial artists, the role that physical skills can play is getting smaller and smaller.

However, the physical skills above the A level still play a very important role.

The vast majority of people, condensing the will of martial arts, rely on comprehending A-level physical skills.

Obviously, the trace of martial arts will that Chen Chen condensed was obtained by practicing the Eight Tone Fist!

At this time, between the swings of the fist shadow, accompanied by the piercing sonic boom, Gang Qi roared out, as if turning into a wave of fist wind, facing the whip leg from top to bottom.

"Martial Will?"

Sensing the oncoming fist wind, there seems to be a peculiar charm mixed with it.

Wang Yan chuckled.

"It's just a sandbag, and this bit of martial arts will dares to show it in front of me."

When the faint voice fell, the whip leg suddenly fell.

Peng!

The moment the leg shadow collided with the fist shadow, the fist style appeared to stagnate for a moment.

And Wang Yan's movements did not pause in the slightest.

Tucked legs.

Turn around.

Mark time.

Coherent.

A voice with a bit of excitement sounded.

"The slightest martial will is not enough to become your arrogant capital."

"Go back and completely condense the will of the martial arts, and come back!"

There seemed to be a flame rising in Wang Yan's eyes, and between his steps, he pressed his palm suddenly, and there was a whistling wind sound like a sharp blade cutting through the forest.

Like a meteor, as fast as lightning.

Immediately, under the surprised gaze of many students below, under the gaze of Chen Chen's suddenly frightened gaze.

It pressed Chen Chen's chest.

Burst!

Chen Chen's whole body seemed to be broken by this palm in an instant, and the whole person fell backwards again and again, Peng's bang hit the edge of the martial arts stage, stumbled a few times, his legs were weak, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.