Volume 1: The Return of the King Chapter 47: Killing You, One Sword Is Enough
"Please!"
The moment the words fell, the figures of the two sides were like arrows off the string, and quickly jumped out towards each other, colliding in mid-air.
The furious Xuan Qi exploded in mid-air, and the energy storm instantly swept around.
And cracks appeared around the ring.
The moment the two sides fought, Song Qifeng's speed and strength began to increase, and the surrounding air began to make a stabbing sound.
Zhou Tian desperately urged the Xuan Qi in his body, but even so, the silver-white spear could still break through the protective Xuan Qi around him, leaving terrifying scars on his body.
"It's over."
The corners of Song Qifeng's mouth rose slightly, and the spear in his hand smashed down hard at Zhou Tian.
Rumble!
The Xuan Qi exploded in mid-air, causing dust to rise all around.
Before everyone even had time to react, Zhou Tian's figure flew out directly in the dust, smashing a human-shaped hole in the cyan stone bricks of the square.
"It's... Defeated? β
Everyone in the Divine Martial Academy couldn't believe their eyes, you know, Zhou Tian can be said to be their senior brother, and a basin of cold water poured directly over their heads, making everyone in the Divine Martial Academy present shudder.
In this battle, they lost a little too cleanly.
And Song Qifeng looked like he didn't show his full strength at all.
"It's too strong."
"I'm afraid that only the people on the inner door list can sanction Song Qifeng."
Everyone's faces became extremely solemn, Zhou Tian looked extremely miserable, there was not a single intact skin on his body, and even the surroundings were shattered, and he collapsed to the ground weakly.
Call!
A terrifying aura fell from mid-air, directly enveloping Zhou Tian's body, and then, Elder Feng slowly appeared beside Zhou Tian and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
Zhou Tian's mental state was obviously much better after taking the pill, but because his limbs were broken, he could only look at Elder Feng gratefully.
"Thank you, Elder, for saving your life."
There was a hint of guilt in his eyes.
His Xuan Qi is much more condensed than Song Qifeng's, and he is also several years older, but he is defeated so simply, it is really too embarrassing for the Shenwu Academy.
At this moment, Song Qifeng's gaze slowly scanned all the Shenwu Academy disciples present, and said in a deep voice, "Is there any stronger one in the outer gate?" If not, then dare to challenge the inner door of your college. β
As soon as these words came out, the expressions on the faces of all the disciples of the Divine Martial Academy instantly turned hideous.
These words undoubtedly gave them a slap in the face in public, which made them feel ashamed in their hearts.
What does he mean by that? It is clearly said that there is no one at the outer gate of Shenwu Academy!
An outer disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Academy wants to challenge the inner disciple of the Shenwu Academy? If this word spreads, there will be no need for the Shenwu Academy to continue to open, so just close its doors.
"I'll meet you."
At this moment, a bald young man in a dark green robe walked out and bowed slightly to Song Qifeng.
"Look, it's Senior Brother Chen Modao, a disciple of Elder Feng!"
"Although his strength is not as good as Senior Brother Zhou Tian, he has the strength of the quadruple intent, which is stronger than Song Qifeng's gun intent, plus Senior Brother Chen Modao has rich combat experience, it shouldn't be a problem to win Song Qifeng."
"Well, let's see."
"If even Senior Brother Chen Modao is defeated, we ......"
The disciple of the Shenwu Academy said that at the end, he didn't even have the courage to continue.
If Chen Modao is defeated, then he will really challenge the inner disciples as Song Qifeng said!
And at that time, whether Song Qifeng wins or loses, it will make Shenwu Academy lose face.
"We have to believe that Senior Brother Chen will not be defeated!"
"That's right, we have to believe Senior Brother Chen, if even we give up, then Senior Brother Chen will have no reason to go on stage and work hard."
Speaking of this, everyone looked at the center of the ring again, and their eyes were full of incomparably hot looks.
"Pleaseβ"
Song Qifeng made a gesture of please, and then in the next second, two majestic Xuan Qi instantly collided with each other.
Rumble!
In an instant, the ring, which was already broken by the battle, was finally overwhelmed and shattered in half with a bang.
But the changes that happened in the ring did not affect the two people in the battle at all.
Above the ring, sparks burst out.
Whether it was Song Qifeng or Chen Modao, they had already used all their strength as soon as they made a move.
Song Qifeng's gun went in and out of the dragon, and Chen Modao's stick shadow was like the wind, and the two of them were on par for a while.
In just a few seconds, the two fought no less than dozens of times.
Chen Modao's stick shadow was like the wind, and every time the stick burst out, Song Qifeng, who was shocked, kept retreating, and his feet had even sunk into the dirt below.
Fighting like this, the many disciples of the Divine Martial Academy who watched it were so enthusiastic that they were boiling.
The eyes of the disciples of the Shenwu Academy couldn't help but shine, and they cheered up Chen Modao one after another.
"Hmph, this Song Qifeng is still too young, he has no ability but no use, and he can't play it perfectly."
"That's true, this time, let Senior Brother Chen teach this kid how to behave!"
Among the people in the Shenwu Academy, the sounds of excitement, cheers, and roars were intertwined, making the entire freshman square boil.
And yetβ
Looking at the scene in the ring in the New Life Square, Lin Tian shook his head lightly, sighed and said, "Now it seems that Chen Modao has the upper hand, but the strength is not enough......"
Lin Tian didn't continue to say, after all, for a battle of this level, he only needed a glance to distinguish the winner from the loser.
"Brother Lin, why did you say that?"
Sui Zhu, who was standing beside Lin Tian, couldn't help but speak.
Rumble!
At this moment, a violent energy storm blew in the center of the ring, and then a surging Xuan Qi fell from the air and exploded directly on Chen Modao's body.
The sharp tip of the spear stabbed directly into Chen Modao's eyebrows.
"Die for me!!"
In an instant, two terrifying strands of Xuan Qi condensed into a single point of light, and then spread sharply.
At the same time as the light point spread, Chen Modao's body flew out directly, just as Lin Tian expected, Chen Modao fell heavily to the ground.
And Song Qifeng still held the gun in one hand, standing in the ring with his hands in his hands.
Between heaven and earth. There was an instant silence.
Everyone in the Shenwu Academy opened their eyes wide and looked at everything in front of them in disbelief.
This result, they can't accept it anyway.
Chen Modao, this man who was given high hopes by them was defeated so simply?
In everyone's hearts, there was inevitably a sad feeling, everyone was a top martial arts holy land, could it be that the gap between the two was so big?
"Let me try!"
Just as everyone sighed, a black shadow suddenly jumped down from the viewing platform and landed steadily opposite Song Qifeng.
"Zhang Qidong, an outer disciple of Shenwu Academy, please give me advice!"
Zhang Qidong's voice was like muffled thunder, spreading towards the surroundings.
"It turned out to be Zhang Qidong, I didn't expect him to come back!"
"That's right, Zhang Qidong is a foreigner who has kung fu, and his strength has reached the ninth level of the Condensing Realm, with him, this Song Qifeng will definitely be defeated!"
"That's right, this Song Qifeng will definitely be defeated!"
Looking at Zhang Qidong who suddenly appeared, everyone's enthusiasm was ignited again, and even some disciples kept shouting Dong Ge come on, Dong Ge is mighty and so on.
And those inner door elders who were onlookers couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw this.
Lost.
Their Divine Martial Academy has completely lost this time.
After all, Song Qifeng has now defeated two powerhouses of the Shenwu Academy in a row, unless Zhang Qidong or someone else can defeat the same powerhouses of the Tianlei Academy in a row, the Shenwu Academy will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire Yanbei Empire.
"Song Qifeng, right, you have fought two battles in a row, and I don't take advantage of you, I only use one hand to fight against you."
Zhang Qidong said, he actually put his right hand behind his back, and his left hand beckoned to Song Qifeng.
"Look for death!"
Seeing Zhang Qidong's movements, Lin Tian scolded directly in his heart, isn't this looking for death, it is obvious that this Song Qifeng did not use all his strength at all, and he was so light on the enemy.
Thinking of this, Lin Tian directly didn't even feel the mood to watch it.
"Thank you very much."
The corners of Song Qifeng's mouth hooked up a smile, Zhang Qidong dared to be so big, it was the best time to consume the combat power of the Shenwu Academy.
When the words fell, Song Qifeng carried a gun in one hand and took the lead in attacking.
And Zhang Qidong is really as he said, fighting with only one arm.
In a flash, Zhang Qidong came to Song Qifeng, put his left hand in his palm, and slapped the latter's head.
But in the next second, Song Qifeng's spear was blocked in front of Zhang Qidong's hand in advance.
While!
With a crisp sound, Zhang Qidong's body quickly condensed into a layer of golden armor.
"Vajra Talisman!"
Zhang Qidong shouted loudly and forcibly blocked Song Qifeng's shot.
"Death to Lao Tzu!"
Saying that, Zhang Qidong's hand was directly lined up on Song Qifeng's body, this time, Song Qifeng didn't have time to dodge, and his figure flew out upside down in an instant.
"What a strong force!"
Song Qifeng scolded secretly, supported the ground with one hand and a backflip bounced, and then landed beautifully and steadily.
"I admire it below, but it's ......"
Speaking of this, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Song Qifeng's mouth.
"I have a junior brother who is more belligerent, so it is better to let him teach you."
As he spoke, a young man wearing an ancient sword suit and holding an ancient long sword in both hands walked out slowly and made a standard swordsman salute to Song Qifeng.
"Heavenly Thunder Academy, Wu Feng, Condensing Realm... One heavy! β
"Poofha!"
"Concentrating on the realm? This guy is here to eat, right? β
"If I were him, I would specify where to stay and where to stay, and the first level of the Condensation Realm would fight the ninth level of the Condensation Realm? How dare he come up. β
And Zhang Qidong's face also became difficult to look at in an instant, what does this Thunder Academy mean? Do you look down on him?
The corners of his mouth twitched a few times one after another, and a trace of anger ignited in Zhang Qidong's eyes.
"Boy, I advise you to change someone, and if you accidentally cripple you, don't say I won't give you a chance."
In his eyes, letting a martial artist with a heavy condensation realm come up was completely an insult to him.
But Wu Feng didn't care about Zhang Qidong's threat at all, and said lightly: "To kill you, I only need a sword." β