Off the field, the male student had already gotten rid of the pity caused by Xia Bingyun's fall, followed by surprise. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wu Ming, a person of the inferior grade of the third class, actually threw Xia Bingyun, a powerful character in the second class, to the ground, which is too unreasonable.

"Mistake, it must be Xia Bingyun's mistake that made Wu Ming's kid take advantage of the loophole. "All the male students have already found a reason for Xia Bingyun's fall.

"A fall, this can't change anything, just with Wu Ming's kid's strength of two hundred catties, even if he falls ten times, it won't have much impact on Xia Bingyun, and next, once Xia Bingyun is serious, I'm afraid this kid will never have a chance again. However, this kid, as a third-class inferior, can wrestle Xia Bingyun on the second grade, which is also worthy of his pride. ”

A young man with a beard on his chin and a look of old age commented, and the people next to him nodded their heads, all of them saying yes.

The male students in the third class area, in addition to being surprised, were also a little angry.

They didn't have the slightest strength to fight back under Xia Bingyun's hands, and Wu Ming's level was even lower than them, but they threw Xia Bingyun to the ground, which made them very unbalanced.

"This kid, you're going ****!" they shouted.

"Maybe it's Xia Bingyun who cherishes the old feelings, but Wu Ming, this kid, doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade......" Some people speculated like this.

"A fall is nothing, if you have the ability, you can fall again!" someone else said.

Compared to these male trainees, the smaller number of female trainees did not respond as much.

Xia Bingyun is a beauty, and most female students are not interested in her. Seeing that she was fallen, many female students were still a little gloating.

"I can't even beat a C-grade grade, I really don't know how she was rated as a B-class!"

However, they are just talking about it, the rules of Longmen Immortal Academy are strict, they all know it, and those who recruit new people will never dare to deceive and give Xia Bingyun a false rating, and Xia Bingyun's previous competition with everyone in the third class also shows her strength as a second-class student.

Therefore, although they hoped that Wu Ming could give Xia Bingyun such a moment, in their hearts, they had already decided that Wu Ming did not have this ability......

On the field, Wu Ming and Xia Bingyun were fighting fiercely.

Xia Bingyun relaxed his strength to three hundred and fifty catties, and there was no need to scruple about it, so he let go of his hands and feet at once, punched and kicked, and slowly gained momentum.

And Wu Ming, after the old way in his mind, his speed and accuracy have increased a lot, although Xia Bingyun is a little more powerful than just now, which makes his room for play a little smaller, but that's all, in the battle with Xia Bingyun, he is not at a disadvantage.

On the contrary, at the beginning, he was not very accustomed to the speed and accuracy that Lao Dao provided him, so he did not maximize this advantage, and as the two of them competed, he gradually mastered this speed and accuracy, and slowly applied it to the fight.

Therefore, in the face of Xia Bingyun, who had become stronger than just now, Wu Ming not only did not show cowardice, but became more and more courageous the more he fought, and the more he fought, the more he felt happy.

Xia Bingyun has strength, but his speed and accuracy can't keep up. Wu Ming has speed and accuracy, but in terms of strength, the threat to Xia Bingyun is very small, and sometimes it is clear that the opponent hits the opponent, but the opponent seems to have no reaction. For a while, neither of the two could help anyone.

Wu Ming played happily, but he didn't know that Xia Bingyun's heart was full of questions at this time.

"Impossible, this time I hit out, I obviously calculated his direction, but he still dodged it, he is a third-level martial artist, how can he be so fast, faster than me, a fourth-level martial artist?"

"And this time, as soon as he moved, I knew where he was going to hit me, and hurriedly dodged, but he didn't dodge, how could he, a third-level martial artist, have such a fast speed and such a high accuracy?

Xia Bingyun had constant doubts in her heart, and her curiosity about Wu Ming became stronger and stronger, and before she knew it, she had forgotten the power limit she had set for herself, and she had also forgotten her original plan, this time the battle was to lose, not win.

At this moment, she just wanted to do her best to force Wu Ming's limit. She wanted to see how powerful Wu Ming was.

At the same time, everyone in the audience was stunned.

Those students who had just commented also kept their mouths shut, they said that Wu Ming had fallen Xia Bingyun, it was just a fluke, once Xia Bingyun was serious, Wu Ming would immediately lose, but now Wu Ming's performance clearly proved that what they just said was completely nonsense!

Wu Ming, it's not a fluke at all!

Even if Xia Bingyun confessed to it, Wu Ming could fight with him.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring closely at the battle between the two in the ring, and the doubts in their hearts were not much less than Xia Bingyun.

And the faculty members standing on the side of the ring are looking at strange lights.

"I, Ding Xuan, became a seventh-level martial artist ten years ago, which can be regarded as a fame, but ten years have passed, I am still stuck in the seventh-level realm, this year I am forty-five out, the way of cultivation, the more difficult it is to go forward, I don't know how many young people I can become an eighth-level martial artist, instead of working the realm, why don't I move my mind in other aspects?"

"Just like this young man, although he is only a second-level martial artist, but with his brisk body and precise strikes, he can completely compete with a four-level martial artist, if I also train my ability in these two aspects, then can I compete with an eighth-level martial artist?"

"If I have the combat power of an eighth-level martial artist, I can create a small family by myself and occupy a place in this Qingshui City, which is much better than sending people under the fence now. ”

Ding Xuan thought silently, he decided that after the competition was over, he would have a good exchange with Wu Ming.

Wu Ming is a member of the Wu family, the Wu family, a family with a ninth-level martial artist, Ding Xuan suspects that it was the ninth-level martial artist of the Wu family who taught Wu Ming some secrets, so that Wu Ming could reach the speed and accuracy he has now.

"Wu Ming, he must have been instructed by his family, and he can't pass on what he has learned, but I can always find some useful information when I talk to him more. ”

As for Wu Ming's cultivation from rapid progress to stagnation, Ding Xuan suspected that this was the request of the Wu family's ninth-level martial artist, to improve the speed and accuracy first, and then improve the realm.

"Why do you ask for this? Could it be that this is done in order to lay a good foundation, so that when you get to the later stage, it will be easier to improve your realm? Although this is slow in the early stage, in the long run, it will have many benefits. ”

Ding Xuan felt that this was the only explanation. Otherwise, with the guidance of a ninth-level martial artist, Wu Ming's dazzling performance in the early stage also proved that his qualifications were very good, and there was no reason why Wu Ming's cultivation progress would be so slow.

As for whether Wu Ming was hurt by love and was willing to fall, so his cultivation became stagnant and became a waste material.

Wu Ming's matter was spread as a joke in Longmen Academy, of course Ding Xuan also heard about it, and at that time he also felt that Wu Ming was pitiful and pathetic, but now that he thinks about it, this should be a smoke bomb released by the Wu family, so as not to notice the peculiarities of their Wu family's cultivation.

"However, I found out anyway. Ding Xuan showed a smug smile, he only felt that his mood was unprecedentedly happy, and he just wanted to laugh a few times......

The competition has been going on for a long time, and the two people on the field still haven't decided the winner.

Xia Bingyun had already realized that she had broken through the limit of three hundred and fifty catties of strength and used five hundred catties of full strength.

Originally, she was still a little worried, if she accidentally made Wu Ming ugly, it would be bad!

But soon, she realized that her worries were unnecessary.

Even if she used her strength of five hundred catties, she still did not have the upper hand in the battle with Wu Ming.

Wu Ming, it seems that when you are strong, you will be strong.

Her strength has increased, but Wu Ming's speed and accuracy seem to have also increased.

She can defeat Wu Ming with a single blow now, but she can't even touch Wu Ming's shadow at all.

Wu Ming came and went leisurely in the field, like a gust of wind.

"He, how fast is he?" Xia Bingyun thought.

At this moment, Wu Ming is relaxed and freehand.

He never knew that his body could be so light, and his hands and feet could be so accurate.

It's a really enjoyable feeling.

However, this is not the way to go.

With speed and accuracy alone, without strength, there is not much threat to opponents.

Wu Ming also began to think about how to break the game.

"How can I make my power a threat to her?"

However, the power is a given.

Before he became a third-level martial artist, his strength was only two hundred catties.

This cannot be changed for a moment.

Since the old way in his mind did not improve his strength, he must also have his intentions.

Wu Ming is just here to play, and it doesn't matter to him whether he wins or not, so he doesn't want Lao Dao to add strength to him.

"What the hell do you have to do to be a threat to her?" Wu Ming thought secretly as he dodged the other party's attack at a brisk speed......

In the previous competition, the winner could basically be determined in ten breaths. Wu Ming and Xia Bingyun competed in this competition, but they had a stick of incense.

But everyone in the audience didn't feel verbosous. They were already fascinated by the competition.

Everyone watched the competition between the two quietly. No one spoke. Those who were originally sneering at Wu Ming also kept their mouths shut.

Wu Ming showed them a whole new field.

They watched the competition and thought that maybe tomorrow, they would forget the thoughts in their heads, but at least for now, they were thinking.

Some people have already judged the situation in the field, and now although Xia Bingyun is chasing Wu Ming in the field, people with discerning eyes can see at first sight that Xia Bingyun's winning chance is already very small.

It's very simple, Wu Ming is already invincible with his brisk speed, and although Xia Bingyun has a huge strength advantage, he can't beat the other party, everything is in vain, and if she uses her strength like this for a long time, she will soon be physically exhausted, and when the time comes, even if Wu Ming only has two hundred catties of strength, she can easily defeat it.

Of course, there are also variables, if Xia Bingyun deliberately sells flaws, and Wu Ming is fooled again, then Xia Bingyun can win with one blow.

Wu Ming is not a fool, of course he will not be easily fooled, but how can he know if Xia Bingyun has exhausted his strength.

It depends on who is more patient......

Everyone watched, thinking, analyzing, waiting, waiting for that final moment to come.

No one knew when this final moment would come, and no one knew how this final moment would come, so they all stared at the two people in the field, and they didn't dare to look away for a moment, for fear of missing the most exciting scene......

At this time, he saw Wu Ming take the initiative to approach Xia Bingyun.

Everyone's hearts were tight, "Why is Wu Ming so unbreathable?"

Some people have begun to feel sorry for Wu Ming, "The speed is good, but it's a pity that I still have to lose." ”

On the ring, Xia Bingyun saw Wu Ming approaching, grabbed the other party, and kicked out at the same time, Wu Ming's body twisted into a strange posture, narrowly avoiding Xia Bingyun's attack, and at the same time, his palm was erected and slashed towards Xia Bingyun's waist.

Xia Bingyun didn't care about Wu Ming's attack at all, she felt that with Wu Ming's strength of two hundred catties, even if it hit her, it didn't matter, she had been hit by Wu Ming many times before, and every time it didn't hurt or itch.

She just wants to take advantage of Wu Ming's proximity now to catch Wu Ming in her hands, so that the other party can no longer escape.

For Wu Ming's brisk body, she was really helpless.

But—

"Ahh

Xia Bingyun screamed and fell.

Her eyes were full of disbelief, "How can it hurt so much? How can it hurt so much with the strength of two hundred catties?"

She struggled to get up, but her waist was so sore that she couldn't lift her strength at all.

One breath, two breaths...... Time passed slowly, but Xia Bingyun never stood up.

Ding Xuan shouted: "Xia Bingyun, give you another thirty breaths, if you can't stand up, you will be sentenced to lose." ”

"No...... No, teacher, I throw in the towel. Xia Bingyun lay on the ground crookedly, enduring the pain and said.

Wu Ming stared at Xia Bingyun with a calm gaze.

In this competition, he defeated Xia Bingyun.

However, he relied on the old ways of his brain, so he felt that he had nothing to be proud of.

Moreover, there is another competition between him and Xia Bingyun.

He didn't forget that competition.

"Good job, Wu Ming!" Ding Xuan shouted loudly, ran to Wu Ming's side, grabbed his hand and raised it high.

After so many competitions, Wu Ming was the first to get this kind of treatment, and he couldn't help but be a little flattered.

"Teacher ......"

Ding Xuan gave him a comforting look, and then announced to the public: "This one, Wu Mingsheng!"

And at this moment, the pot has already exploded below.

People are puzzled, how could Wu Ming win, and why did Xia Bingyun fall to the ground?

A C-grade inferior product, with a mere 200 catties of strength, can cause such a lot of damage to Xia Bingyun?

Some cheered for Wu Ming's victory.

Others just started talking out loud.

"This kid is so powerful?

"What's so powerful? In my opinion, it was this surnamed Wu who wanted to be in the limelight and secretly bribed Xia Bingyun to make the other party deliberately lose to him!"

There are all kinds of rhetoric, and so on.

"Quiet, quiet!" Ding Xuan waved his hand downward, and at the same time called two female students to help Xia Bingyun down to rest.

After a long while, it was quiet below, and Ding Xuan shouted again: "Now, I announce, Wu Ming, advanced to the second class, will refund the tuition fee of two hundred taels, unless someone in the third class can defeat him." Originally, Wu Ming's challenge was going to be held now, but since Wu Ming had been fighting for so long just now, let him rest for a while and then conduct his challenge for a while. ”

"Now, let's continue with the B-Class Challenge. ”

Ding Xuan let go of Wu Ming's hand and gave him an affirmative look.

Wu Ming nodded and walked towards the stage, the knife that knocked Xia Bingyun down came to his mind.

How can we make the power of two hundred catties exert greater power? To defeat Xia Bingyun, this is a problem that Wu Ming must consider.

First, it is speed, and speed has a bonus effect on strength. However, Wu Ming's speed is mainly reflected in his body style, and his attack is not very obvious. In this regard, all he can do is add the inertia of the movement to the attack.

However, after the experiment in the fight, Wu Ming found that this was not enough to deal a major blow to Xia Bingyun.

He had to think of something else.

While fighting, he thought about it, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered the machete that he had raised against Xia Bingyun.

A stick may stun a person, but it is difficult to break a person in two.

A machete, but it only takes a small amount of strength to cut a person into two parts.

Why?

Because the power of the machete hits more, all the power is concentrated on the narrow blade, and it is easy to break through the flesh of the human skin.

Inspired by this, Wu Ming arranged his palms in the shape of knives, trying to concentrate his power on the edge of his palms.

Originally, he was just testing whether the idea would work.

Even if it is not feasible, he is not afraid of being caught by Xia Bingyun and losing this competition.

Because, he didn't care about winning or losing at all.

I don't want to, it works with one blow!

Of course, this is also a trick, on the ring, weapons are not allowed, if in reality, everyone can use weapons, and his advantage in this move will be gone.

On the other hand, it also has something to do with the position he takes. The waist is a vulnerable part of the human body, if it hits other parts of Xia Bingyun, maybe the other party will not be affected much at all, and it is not known.