"Next battle, Lin Hui, Zheng Xiaoyong!" After Fang Mu stepped down, the senior brother in charge of the test glanced at the name book in his hand and read aloud. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is it me again? ”

Lin Hui muttered to himself, stood up and walked towards the stage.

"You can't afford to lose halfway. Zhao Remnant, who was looking at his back behind Lin Hui, sneered and said in a small voice.

As Lin Hui came, Zheng Xiaoyong also stepped on the steps on the opposite side of the ring.

The two stood on the stage at the same time, looking at each other.

Lin Hui's expression was indifferent, waiting for the senior brother's order with an expressionless face, while Zheng Xiaoyong on the opposite side showed a humble smile and suddenly bowed to Lin Hui.

"Zheng Xiaoyong is not good at learning, and he asks his senior brother to be merciful in this duel. Zheng Xiaoyong has a humble attitude and respectful words.

“......”

But after he finished speaking, Lin Hui didn't give a reply, and stood there silently, and at this moment, the senior brother shouted and started.

As the senior brother began to pronounce the two words, Lin Hui's eyes lit up, and he immediately raised his hand and slapped towards Zheng Xiaoyong.

Spiritual power, powerful spiritual power was released at full speed at this moment, like a strong wind hitting and like a heavy wall crashing, hitting Zheng Xiaoyong, who was opposite Lin Hui, who didn't seem to be ready.

"Ahh

Zheng Xiaoyong's face turned pale and he immediately screamed.

His whole body was like a monkey burning his buttocks, and he slammed himself to the side as if he was exerting all his strength.

This pounce looked very thrilling, when the spiritual power released by Lin Hui had already flown in a hurry, his feet were still within the attack range of this spiritual power, and it was not until the next moment that the spiritual power released by Lin Hui had approached his side, and his feet were out of the attack range unrelentingly, but the spiritual power still wiped a layer of skin from under the soles of his shoes.

Zheng Xiaoyong hurriedly stomped on the ground to stabilize his balance, and then he turned his head with an angry face.

He had just clearly asked Lin Hui's subordinates to show mercy, but this palm came too suddenly, and there was no mercy at all, and he was about to complain about it.

But his complaining words couldn't come out of his mouth, because the moment he turned his head to look at Lin Hui, the first thing he saw was not Lin Hui, but a scimitar, a scimitar weapon that was rapidly approaching him.

Zheng Xiaoyong kicked the ground this time, quickly dodged it with a flip in the air, and then he stepped on the ground, and when he looked at Lin Hui again, he saw that Lin Hui was already following behind the scimitar and approaching him, and he was raising his hand to blast towards him.

Zheng Xiaoyong's expression instantly became solemn, and in the face of Lin Hui's palm, he also raised his hand and punched out.

One palm and one fist, compared with the fist palms, two spiritual powers burst out at close range at the same time, directly forming a wind pressure in the ring, spreading out in a semicircular shape, and blowing the clothes of a group of disciples in the audience even more.

At this time, Zheng Xiaoyong's punch corresponded to Lin Hui's palm, and immediately showed a weak situation, and he slid backwards in a hurry.

Zheng Xiaoyong stepped on the ground, stopped the retreat with friction, and looked up at Lin Hui with a cold light.

"You want me to go all out?" he asked, grim, his posture different from the first battle.

"Shoot, I've seen through your acting skills. Lin Hui waved his hand coldly and said.

At the same time, with a wave of Lin Hui's hand, the scimitar that was hovering behind Zheng Xiaoyong flew rapidly.

Zheng Xiaoyong quickly spun and stepped forward, avoiding it at a centimeter distance, and at the same time patted the storage bag with a gloomy face, calling out an object from it.

It was a shield and a sword, a shield with a scabbard, and the sword was contained in the shield, a sword and shield.

After the sword and shield flew out, the sword contained in it was pulled out and flew up, so that the shield and the sword were suspended in front of Zheng Xiaoyong's body at the same time.

"Set up magic weapons!" Lin Hui sighed lightly, as if he was surprised by the appearance of this magic weapon, and then he turned his head to look at the senior brother in the audience.

Zheng Xiaoyong took out a set of magic weapons, and he didn't react to this, in other words, this set of swords and shields, in his eyes, seemed to belong to one piece, and did not violate the rules.

Thinking of this, Lin Hui suddenly regretted a little, if he knew this, he would not have taken out the scimitar just now, but should have taken out the set of Five Elements Companion Sword, that game is really useful in this kind of heads-up duel.

"This, oh my God, this guy named Zheng Xiaoyong turned out to be so strong!"

"It's the first time I've seen such a fierce battle, the strength of these two people is very strong, and one side has a set of magic weapons, and the other side is a scimitar, but at the same time, Lin Hui's strength seems to be slightly superior, and the outcome of this duel is unpredictable!"

"Both of them are moving very fast, and if it were me at that moment, they would have been defeated. ”

At this time, when Lin Hui and Zheng Xiaoyong were still for a while, the disciples in the audience were all screaming again and again, on the one hand, because Zheng Xiaoyong's actual strength was amazing, and on the other hand, they were amazed by the fierceness of the battle.

And in this hot discussion of the audience, Zheng Xiaoyong took the lead before Lin Hui. He commanded the flying sword and shield to fly towards Lin Hui together, and he also threw a punch at the same time.

Lin Hui also commanded the scimitar to counterattack, and at the same time, he also released spiritual power with a palm and blasted at Zheng Xiaoyong.

His scimitar slashed through an arc in mid-air, slashing at the sword and shield at the same time from the side, and the spiritual power of that palm struck directly towards Zheng Xiaoyong.

Compared with the spiritual power of the two sides, the strength is Lin Hui's side after all, after Zheng Xiaoyong threw a punch, his spiritual power was quickly suppressed, and Lin Hui's released spiritual power only slowed down slightly after this, and continued to move forward.

Zheng Xiaoyong suddenly laughed fiercely at this time, and he threw a second punch violently at this moment, and the spiritual power of this second punch appeared, colliding with Lin Hui's palm again.

This time, Lin Hui's palm and Zheng Xiaoyong's punch were completely level, and the two sides dispersed with each other.

It was at this time that Zheng Xiaoyong suddenly launched his rapid movement technique, and rushed towards Lin Hui suddenly, quickly approaching, and at the same time threw a punch.

Lin Hui's brows furrowed, he stood still and punched the other party with one palm.

The spiritual power of the two sides was clearly distinguished, and when they were hedged, naturally Lin Hui's side had the upper hand, directly pressed the opponent's punch, and continued to press towards the other party.

But at this moment, Zheng Xiaoyong was running, and suddenly made a strange bend, leaned his upper body to the side, and quickly avoided it, and at the same time approached Lin Hui, the right hand that was clenched into a fist quickly opened and grabbed Lin Hui's arm.

He grabbed Lin Hui's arm like this, and his other arm was raised, his hand clenched into a fist, and he was about to swing his fist at Lin Hui.

Lin Hui looked calm and swung a palm at the other party.

It stands to reason that with Lin Hui's powerful spiritual power, this palm is bombarded at close range, and it has to make people's flesh and blood fly. But at this time, Zheng Xiaoyong faced this punch, and instead of letting go of the hand that was grabbing Lin Hui's arm, he quickly retreated, but grabbed it tighter, and at the same time, his legs bent, and his body bent back like a boneless, dodging Lin Hui's palm.

"Hmm!" Lin Hui's expression began to change at this moment.

And at this time, it was followed by Zheng Xiaoyong's punch from below.

This punch was immediately followed by Lin Hui's blow, and at this time, Lin Hui had no time to dodge.

Can't avoid it?

That being the case, Lin Hui simply gritted his teeth, and the spiritual power of his whole body was running at high speed.

The next moment, the fist hit Lin Hui's chin, and with a roar, Lin Hui's body faintly floated.

But at the same time, Lin Hui immediately launched a counterattack while floating in the air, kicking Zheng Xiaoyong.

"What!"

Zheng Xiaoyong was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Lin Hui to take his punch and immediately launch a counterattack?

But he was still not slow, and at the same time as Lin Hui's kick, he also did a backflip and kicked Lin Hui the same way.

In an instant, the two of them flew backwards at the same time, Lin Hui slapped his palm in mid-air to the opposite side, relying on the reverse thrust of spiritual power to stop himself in mid-air, while Zheng Xiaoyong on the opposite side spun gorgeously in the air, and then landed steadily.

Lin Hui stood firm on the ground and touched the chin he had just been subjected to, which was already red at this time, but he was not too seriously injured, which was the result of releasing his spiritual power to defend when he couldn't avoid it just now.

After confirming the condition of his jaw, Lin Hui looked at Zheng Xiaoyong with a solemn face. Just now he was completely inferior in hand-to-hand combat with the other party, this kind of fighting style of his, could it be that he had studied martial arts?

Lin Hui thought about it in his heart, and manipulated the scimitar that was waiting in the distance to attack Zheng Xiaoyong again.

Zheng Xiaoyong smiled when he saw this, and at the same time commanded the sword and shield to counterattack, his sword pointed directly at the scimitar, and the shield flew towards Lin Hui.

"Humph!"

Lin Hui snorted coldly, launched the Swift Movement and ran, and at the same time danced left and right with his hands in his palms, moving while constantly attacking Zheng Xiaoyong again and again.

The smile on Zheng Xiaoyong's face disappeared instantly, and he also launched a rapid technique, and at the same time summoned back the shield that was attacking Lin Hui, and he kept swinging his fists, in order to defend against Lin Hui's continuous attacks, he suddenly fell into a passive situation.

The spiritual power released by that palm continued to bombard his flying shield, making it tremble, although this flying shield was still strong against Lin Hui's attack, it couldn't last long. However, at this time, Lin Hui's scimitar only intertwined with his flying sword a few times before it bounced off the flying sword and attacked him as well.

Zheng Xiaoyong's face turned pale at this moment, Lin Hui's spiritual power was originally very strong, and the spiritual power of that palm was blasting, unless he could dodge it, his passive defense would definitely not last long, plus this scimitar, this ......

No more!

Zheng Xiaoyong didn't dare to continue the stalemate with Lin Hui, and hurriedly retreated to the edge of the ring behind him, and quickly rushed out of the ring.

He really can't hold this kind of attack! If he were to rely on his skills to deal with Lin Hui like he did just now, he would still be able to do it, but if the other party adopted this kind of strong attack, he really had no way at all.

But at this time, even if he withdrew from the ring, Lin Hui's scimitar was still approaching in a hurry.

Zheng Xiaoyong's face became even more ugly, he opened his mouth and shouted with the strength of a distorted voice: "Admit defeat in the next!"

At the moment when he said this, a powerful spiritual power galloped from the side, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of him, directly enveloping Lin Hui's scimitar and forming a wall, blocking Lin Hui's subsequent palm blows.

"Huh?" Lin Hui was stunned for a moment, suddenly stopped, and recalled the scimitar.

"This duel, Lin Huisheng!" the senior brother in the audience put down the hand that had just been raised to release his spiritual power, and announced loudly.

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I pondered for a while before writing this chapter, but no matter how I wrote it, I always felt that the taste was too light, and I wonder what readers think.