Ning Hong had already paid attention to Hu San's movements with his mental power, staggered a position to the side, Hu San seemed to know that he would dodge, one turned around and swept his legs, stopped his waist and kicked, Ning Hong retreated again, Hu San sneered, as if he had guessed, swept over and turned with his body, the foot kicked to the ground, his knees were slightly bent, he spun in mid-air, and slashed his legs at Ning Hong's head.

Boom!

The cyan ring shook slightly, and a faint aura flashed on the edge of the ring, making the ring stable.

In the ring, with the addition of the magic circle, even if it is the first level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, it will not hurt to break the ring.

The leg wind blew up Ning Hong's long hair, which could be dodged, and retreated, that kick was too thrilling, one move after another, even if he could sense it, but Hu San's attack speed was too fast, incomparably coherent, flowing water, and the distance was so close, predicting the trend in advance, the body was a little unable to keep up with consciousness, and this was the result that Hu San wanted.

Hu San watched Ning Hong retreat violently, smiled coldly, and chased after him, to his surprise, Ning Hong's speed was not that fast, obviously not his body but his reflexes.

"This kid's reflexes are too strong, but even so, you can't escape my palm. Thinking so in his heart, he said mockingly: "Boy, you can't escape, just admit defeat!"

It was only a moment before the situation became tense and exciting, and Hu San attacked one after another, making Ning Hong overwhelmed.

"Nine punches of stacked waves, the first punch" Ning Hong looked at it and couldn't escape, so he stopped and shook his fist suddenly.

The two fists collided, and Hu San's body, which was originally self-contained, stopped, and he couldn't help but be startled.

He was confident that he could resist it with his physical strength alone without using martial arts, but Ning Hong's first-order physical strength was beyond his imagination, but it was far from wanting to shake him.

"Second Punch"

"Iron cloth shirt!" Hu San roared in his heart, his arm moving forward to block.

The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, and Hu San looked at Ning Hong coldly, showing a playful smile.

The third punch followed, and Ning Hong's footsteps staggered to the right and hit Hu San's flank.

Hu San, who was getting carried away and waiting for Ning Hong to finish his three punches, suddenly felt a pain in his flank, gritted his teeth and roared, "Iron cloth shirt, block it for me." ”

The iron cloth shirt is a compulsory defensive exercise for everyone in the academy, and the Yellow Rank superior technique, cultivating to the second level can make a small piece of the body hard and greatly increase the defensive power.

It's just that the slightest distraction just now made him too late at all, Ning Hong's original fist was comparable to the fourth order of opening the pulse, but in order to confuse Hu San, he deliberately suppressed his strength, and this punch was his full release, incisive.

Ning Hong had been waiting for this opportunity for too long, his spiritual power had been paying attention to Hu San's every expression and movement, and the violent power was like a beast out of the cage, and like a flood bursting its embankment, rushing out.

Looking at Hu San, who flew out more than two meters from the side, everyone was shocked, knowing that Ning Hong had hidden his strength before.

"This kid is hiding so deeply!, but can the first order of opening the pulse really hurt the fifth order of opening the pulse?"

Countless people were puzzled, and some people asked the mentor, but they didn't dare to accept this fact: "Mentor, is this kid really a first-order open pulse!"

The mentor looked at the back of the young man on the field with a solemn face, and nodded, and his heart was also shocked.

On the high platform, Director Yu and Dong Qingling gasped and muttered, "I actually crossed four realms and injured my opponent." ”

"Okay, boss, good job!" In the audience, there was a sudden cheer, and his eyes turned to the root of the ugly-looking Qian Zhongshu, everyone frowned, and the classmates next to him not only did not shout, but stepped forward to hold him, but did not dare to cover his mouth, because the acne on his face was covered with pus, for fear that it would suddenly break and paste their hands.

Hearing Qian Zhongshu, the only one in the audience cheering for himself, showing his white teeth, and smiling slightly, Ning Hong's handsome face was set off by the white school robe like a dusty immortal in the sun.

Hu San spit out a mouthful of blood, stood up, there was a sharp pain from the side, on his hideous face, a pair of eyes exuded cold arrows, as if he was about to transform into shape, through the eyes, to chisel Ning Hong through, and roared in a low voice.

"Very well, you managed to me off. ”

A faint anger emanated from him, and his eyes were as scarlet as beasts in the forest, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth.

What a humiliating thing it is to be injured by a first-order open-pulse attack, you know, he is the deputy squad leader of the fifth class, and Ning Hong is just the unknown person in the tenth class, that is, the obscure person, not only did he cultivate the upgraded version of the Great Zhou Tian alchemy to the highest level in just a few months, but the eighteenth little Zhou Tian turned into a big Zhou Tian, and it became a loop of his own, and the first order of the open pulse had the strength of the fourth order, plus the exercises, and injured himself.

This kind of makes him jealous and angry.

Why isn't that person me, why don't I have such a good talent.

"Nine punches of the waves, the first punch. He didn't talk nonsense, he suddenly burst up, his fist was like a dragon, and he smashed it violently, and his strength was a little more powerful in the state of rage.

Ning Hong dodged sideways, but Hu San's arms swept, Ning Hong's arms were crossed in front of his chest, and he couldn't dodge, so he hurriedly ran the iron cloth shirt on his arm.

The sound of fists colliding with fine iron was heard, and a handsome young man was beaten sideways, and his eyes widened when he saw a pair of scarlet bloody eyes suddenly appear in front of him.

Hu San jumped up, clenched his fists together, and swung and smashed down.

Boom!

Ning Hong's body slammed into the bluestone floor, filling the air with smoke and dust.

The huge strength made his body bounce up half a finger long, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but the moment he fell, the leg wind broke through the smoke and dust, and kicked Ning Hong in the abdomen, and the qi and blood of the whole body flowed backwards, bright red sprinkled, and he was kicked out like a ball, and stayed on the edge of the ring.

Ahem!

Ning Hong covered his abdomen and ptysized, on the ground, the smoke and dust dispersed, and Hu San walked slowly.

This time the change is too fast, just a few breaths, the situation began anyway, no, it should be the inevitable situation.

There was a cold gaze in his scarlet eyes, Hu San's face changed from hideous to hideous, originally angry hideous, but now he was smiling hideously, looking at Ning Hong's embarrassed appearance, what could make him more excited than this?

"Ning Hong, admit defeat and climb out of the ring. Moonlight Hansha shouted anxiously.

"Boss, admit defeat!" Qian Zhongshu shouted worried as he looked at Ning Hong's little face that was hideous because of the pain.

"Hey, hey, Qian Zhongshu, what are you shouting, it's someone's business to admit defeat or not. "Zhong Mingqian is not when it is time, it is appropriate to have a yin and yang strange qidao.

"What do you say. Qian Zhongshu was like an angry lion, knocking him to the ground with a punch, Zhong Mingqian covered his hot and painful cheeks, and roared: "Qian Zhongshu, what do you want to do, do you want to fight?"

"Come on!" Rolling up his sleeves, Qian Zhongshu yelled, Zhong Mingqian turned over and punched Qian Zhongshu's cheek, at this time, he didn't care that he would get the disgusting thickness, at this time he just wanted to beat back.

"Okay, okay, everyone is a classmate, don't quarrel!" The classmates on the side stepped forward one after another, and Zhong Mingqian's punch was just about to be stopped by the people on the side, and several people pulled him and Qian Zhongshu back.

Zhong Mingqian was unwilling to say: "Let go of me" He danced with his hands, constantly struggling and yelling at Qian Zhongshu: "Come on!