The noisy wind over the school field froze for a moment.

Because all the orcs are gasping for air.

In the eyes of onlookers, Ryan's fierce charging posture hit the slender arm directly, but Chang Hao's arm was unscathed, while Ryan seemed to hit an invisible wall, and the two sides were deadlocked, only the big sword that exuded cold air in Ryan's hand reminded everyone at all times that time was still flowing.

The palm named Duan Yue Jiejiang slapped on Lane's chest, which seemed to be unremarkable, and did not stir up that kind of ornamental cyclone wave, just because the strength of this palm had been almost perfectly restrained, and the power of thousands of catties was delicately controlled in a palm-sized area, which was quite a bit of the true meaning of punching the lying cow.

Ryan has a bitter self-knowledge.

This inconspicuous slap contained a terrifying power that made his heart tremble. He had experienced this kind of power from his father, and it was a power that had made him unable to resist for a long time.

Ryan wanted to move, but he couldn't, the strength transmitted to him from the palm of his hand was like countless earth dragons, and his body was like a wasteland that needed to be reclaimed, so that he opened his mouth, his muscles were uncontrollable, and he couldn't speak, although the frost sword in his hand was only a few feet away from the top of Chang Hao's head, it was like a moat.

"Did Lord Legolas use magic?" Lucoco tiptoed from a large group of orcs to the side of the bear, her eyes tinged with a different color.

"No, it's just pure power. Xiong Ba seemed to be explaining and talking to himself. The scene of him shaking hands with Chang Hao is still vivid, and the power that makes his hand bones click with a slight grip is not something that magic can do.

When did such a freak come out of the elves?

Chang Hao didn't look at Ryan's face, which turned into the color of pig liver, withdrew his palm and patted it again, Ryan finally spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow, his tall figure staggered back, and the luxurious clothes on his chest were torn, revealing a layer of gold-plated fine iron soft armor inside. A deep handprint was imprinted on the fine iron soft armor, and the middle of the handprint was even broken.

"I'm sorry!" Perman, the bearman chief, let out a rare expletive.

Pure iron soft armor is a kind of armor with complex craftsmanship and high defensive power, and wearing it close to the body can greatly alleviate the impact force, focusing on saving face and wearing comfort.

This kind of high-grade armor that only nobles can enjoy, is more than a grade higher than the pig iron shields and pig iron armor installed in ordinary armies?

This kind of rare goods that can only be found in the hands of human black merchants, according to the black market market, the price is definitely 8,000 gold coins. If these gold coins are used to purchase the army's standard armor, they can completely arm a squad of soldiers to the teeth!

Perman shouted in his heart: Comrade Lane, don't throw away your scrapped fine iron soft armor, I will take it back to repair it and use it again!

Pushing Ryan away with a light palm, Chang Hao still stood against the wind. The careful orcs found that Chang Hao hadn't even moved under the impact of Ryan's charge, and a cold air for no reason went straight to the Tianling Gai from the soles of their feet, and the flickering eyes were wonderful.

"Whew!" Ryan, who staggered back, regained his footing, the humiliation and unreality of being repelled by the elf's palm added fuel to his already irritable mood, he tore off his clothes, the hilly muscles arched, the golden lion's hair stood up, and the cold air on the big sword seemed to respond to the master's full anger, and it soared again and again, and from a distance it looked like a blue flame burning attached to the sword.

A fried muscular cat who can fight, Chang Hao defined Ryan in his heart.

"This is my self-realization fighting skill that won the honorary knight in one fell swoop in the family trial!"

Ryan, who has taken the fighting skill "Winter's Fang" to the extreme, has launched another attack. He was reckless, but after all, he was not a berserker with muscles in his head, his mouth was shocking, but this time he didn't go head-on with the obviously slender but overly hard arm, but chose to use the sword skills of the Rhine Lion Clan to go straight to the top of Chang Hao's head!

In the face of Ryan's fierce attack of the previous three points, Chang Hao still chose to stick to the one-acre three-point land under his feet, and his body twisted away the oncoming giant sword slash at an angle that defied common sense, and then slapped it out with one palm, changing the attack trajectory of the giant sword.

If Ling Xingyi was here, he would recognize Chang Hao's move as an orthodox Tai Chi mane and a thousand catties.

Although Chang Hao's mysterious palm was meritorious, the frost and cold qi on the giant sword could not be avoided, and it enveloped him for a while.

Ryan's sword slashed through the air, but his face showed ecstasy, he never imagined that this elf would be so desperate to save face, and actually eat this fighting skill that he relied on to become famous.

The fighting skill of Winter's Fang itself is not lethal, but the powerful erosion ability of the frost and cold is valued. Enemies eroded by Winter's Fangs will become a fish on the chopping block in front of Ryan if they are not able to withstand the cold, and their ability to move and react will be greatly reduced due to the extreme cold. It was by virtue of this trick that Ryan had eaten all over the world and won quite a glorious record in his own clan.

"Hmph, Elf, I'll admit you're a little capable, but you're still going to fall in the hands of the youngest glorious knight of my Rhine lion... Subordinates?" Ryan turned around and was about to slash his sword again, but the proud smile on his face immediately became stiff again.

He and Chang Hao looked at each other, not to mention that this guy on the other side was frozen into icicles, he didn't even have any ice slag on his body, and he was even laughing, how could this be? !

Poor Ryan didn't know that the "elf" in front of him was actually a human being, and he still had the blood of a true dragon flowing through his body. Just a little frost and cold, in front of the scorching dragon blood, he is a younger brother, and he can't set off even the slightest wave when he enters the body.

Chang Hao snatched the giant sword from Ryan's hand with his palm, and the frost and cold qi wrapped around the sword dissipated instantly as if he had seen a ghost, he threw it away casually, his palms closed and suddenly separated, and the invisible spiritual power between his palms surged like a river for a while. His waist twisted slightly, and then he went back on, his palms staggering, bombarding the joints of Ryan's body.

Ryan let out a firecracker-like explosion, and the corners of the orcs' eyes twitched.

They had all thought that the duel would be one-sided. Now it seems that it is indeed as they expected, but they have guessed the protagonist wrong from the beginning.

Lu Coco clapped her hands and smiled, her eyes narrowing into a slit in delight.

Xiongba's mouth was wide open, and he could stuff a goose egg into it.

The powerful force hit Ryan like a heavy hammer, and he had the heart to defend himself, but the muscles of his whole body had long since stopped obeying, and his two arms were shrugged at his sides, not to mention lifting them, he even had the illusion that his arms did not belong to him. He felt like a lonely boat that had strayed into a storm, and it was up to him whether he lived or died.

After one hundred and eight slaps, the fine iron soft armor that Ryan was wearing was already shattered all over the ground. Chang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, it had been a long time since he had practiced with such a wooden stake that didn't hurt his hands. He couldn't help but recall the days when his grandfather took him and Chang Ge to Wudang Mountain to learn basic skills during the summer vacation in junior high school.

As soon as he pointed his finger on the chest of Ryan, who was standing like a clay statue, the famous honorary knight of the Rhine Lion rolled his eyes and smashed backwards, splashing dust all over the ground.

Chang Hao, who had never moved a step under his feet from beginning to end, raised his head with a harmless gaze.

"Who else would like to teach?"