Wu Fan was about to ask a question, but Yu Wenhao, who was standing next to him, had already asked first. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Who is he?"

Yang Jian had recovered from his momentary surprise, and when he heard Yu Wenhao's question, he immediately turned into a storyteller. "If you want to say that this person has a lot of background, but before I introduce it, let's take a look at his opponent. This personable and imposing son is Gong Feichen, who is ranked No. 182 on the bronze list and is known as the 'ghost son'.

Don't look at this ghost boy is only a bronze list player, but according to rumors, he may have the strength to hit the silver list at any time! Why is this? Just because once the ghost boy's 'ghost shadow step' is displayed, it can be said that there are many ghosts, coming and going without a trace, so that the opponent doesn't even want to touch the corners of his clothes, and only the part of being beaten is left! But it is a pity that this ghost boy has a wonderful body, but his strength is not good, if one day he can linger less in the gentle country and work harder, he can definitely be among the silver list. ”

Wu Fan looked at Yang Jian in surprise, he didn't expect that this talker had a lot of information, it seemed that every profession had his own skills.

"What's so special about that freshman?" asked Yu Wenhao eagerly.

"Hey, hey!" Yang Jian smiled slyly. "This challenger's name is Tu Bing, he is from 'Rock City', and he ranks second to last in the entrance examination of our freshmen" Speaking ......of this, Yang Jian secretly glanced at Wu Fan, and saw that there was no uncertainty on his face, so he continued with a relaxed breath: " The strength is 502 pounds, the body is 26, and the speed of 100 meters is ten seconds five or six, these results are just past the passing line, originally belonged to the kind of students who were not favored, but for some reason they were favored by our college during the interview, recruited as a freshman, I didn't expect that he was the first person to challenge the list among our freshmen, which is really commendable!"

Listening to Yang Jian's introduction, Wu Fan looked at the slaughter soldiers on the stage, but a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes. He had some impressions of this person, just because the other party happened to sit behind him in the classroom, if it weren't for the habit he developed when he was an agent in his previous life, he would not have known that there was such a person in the class as soon as possible when he went to a strange place to familiarize himself with the surrounding things first.

In his impression, this person is as if he does not exist, he has never heard him talk to others, and he has never seen him appear in front of him, he is like a shadow that is always lurking behind others, this feeling reminds him of the man who was the last to shoot when he intercepted him.

"The Billboard is not something that can be climbed with courage alone!" Yu Wenhao listened to Yang Jian's introduction, his originally shining eyes dimmed a little, if it was really like what Yang Jian said, this challenge was indeed nothing to look at, strong versus weak, and he couldn't see what he wanted to know at all.

At this time, the teacher on the stage seemed to have finished explaining, took three steps back, raised his right hand high, and with a 'buzz' sound, a faint blue light mask suddenly appeared on the high platform, like a giant bowl, turning the entire high platform upside down below.

"This is a magneto-optical energy shield, which can block all tangible objects, and it has no harm in itself, and the color of the mask should only be a first-class shield, which can withstand the impact of thousands of catties of force. Yang Jian lost no time in explaining, and there is a tendency to change from a storyteller to a narrator.

The teacher's raised right hand waved down, but the two teenagers standing on the high platform did not do it immediately.

Gong Feichen shook the folding fan in his hand lightly, looked at the serious butcher with a smile, and was about to speak, when a high-decibel scream suddenly came from the audience.

"Feichen, if you can defeat him with one move, I won't go back to the dormitory tonight......"

All eyes immediately moved from the stage to the stage, gathering on a plump and bumpy girl. Although most people are no longer virgins before the age of eighteen, it is clear that such bold hints are rare if they are not sneaky.

The male teacher on the stage frowned, glanced at Gong Feichen with some dissatisfaction, but didn't say anything.

The girl who was surrounded by many eyes only had two red glows floating on her face, but she was still staring at the person she liked on the stage, without any twisting.

Gong Feichen, who was gently shaking the folding fan, turned pale after hearing this naked/naked confession, and then a cold snort came from the crowd in the audience, and then a cold voice sounded. "Bastard, don't leave when you get off the stage!"

All eyes moved to another girl, and the girl's delicate face was as cold as frost at this time, and two murderous eyes like substance were staring at the 'playboy with a heart' on the stage.

"Ahem!" Gong Feichen coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment, and looked at the opponent twenty steps away without squinting. "This junior, lunch time is coming soon, why don't you admit defeat, go to the cafeteria early to get a good position, and grab one or two favorite dishes, isn't it beautiful!"

As if he hadn't heard, the butcher didn't speak, and walked towards Gong Feichen with his feet raised.

Yang Jian let out a soft 'huh' at this time and shook his head in confusion. "Something is wrong, something is wrong!"

Yu Wenhao looked at the stage casually and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

"Usually the two sides will provoke each other and sarcastically say a few words before they start, so as to provoke the opponent to lose his mind because of anger, so as to win in chaos and fish in troubled waters. But this butcher didn't do this, if he wasn't inexperienced, he didn't bother to use such inferior means......" Yang Jian was obviously not optimistic about the butcher, thought for a while and then said: "According to my analysis, the former is more likely!"

"I think the latter is more likely!" Wu Fan looked at the high platform intently, and replied lightly.

Yang Jian and Yu Wenhao looked at Wu Fan at the same time, and their expressions were the same, unexpected!

On the high platform, Gong Feichen looked at the slaughterer walking towards him, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he was replaced by a smile in an instant, and he stopped talking nonsense at the moment, and put away the folding fan in his hand and walked towards the slaughterer.

The two met in the middle of the stage, stopped less than a meter apart, Gong Feichen hit the palm of his left hand with a fan in his right hand, and looked at the butcher who was half a head shorter than himself. "It's better to let you ...... first"

Halfway through his words, the butcher took half a step forward with an expressionless face, and smashed his fist into Gong Feichen's face without warning.

Although Gong Feichen didn't expect the other party to do it without saying a word, he easily avoided it in the face of a flexible turn of the punch, and the cyan robe and blue hair fluttered in the wind with the rotation, like a blooming lotus flower, indescribably chic and elegant.

The butcher punched the air and did not stop, his body suddenly fell, his right leg turned into a black shadow and swept towards Gong Feichen's feet, after being dodged by the opponent's retreat, one hand slapped on the ground, his body rotated horizontally with his hand as the axis, and his feet kicked the opponent's knees in a row.

Gong Feichen's footsteps were staggered, and his body also rotated around the butcher with a string of phantoms, and the butcher's consecutive feet were always only an inch away from touching the opponent's knees, but even this inch was like a moat, and it was always insurmountable.

When the rotation was completed, the exhausted butcher's feet fell to the ground, and his body gathered into a ball and rolled forward to stand up again, close to Gong Feichen, and his palms flew up and down, covering the opponent in it.

One attack and one flash, the two figures cooperated like a puzzle, where the butcher's fists and feet went, Gong Feichen would leave a vacancy there, and let the other party fill it. Obviously, one moves to attack, and the other frequently dodges, but the range of movement between the two is always within five meters, and even if the students in the audience have poor eyesight, they can see that Gong Feichen is at ease.

"Fourth, it looks like you're going to go. Yang Jian shook his head and looked at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan didn't speak, but his eyes fell on the mouth of the slaughterer, although the slaughterer who was attacking with his head did not make a sound at this time, his two lips trembled slightly, as if he was constantly chanting something.

"It's too slow, junior brother, if you only have this little means, then let's end here!" Gong Feichen, who was as erratic as a ghost, laughed loudly, and the fan that he had been holding in his hand turned into a black light and slapped it the face of the butcher.

There was a crisp 'snap', and the butcher's body flipped sideways in a circle, fell to the ground, and rolled three times in a row before stopping.

Gong Feichen's right hand shook slightly, the folding fan opened, and waved it lightly on his chest, looking into the distance with a smile, his face and light shrouded his whole body, and his master's demeanor was unmatched for a while, as if he was standing at the top of the martial arts with a single defeat.

Wu Fan frowned slightly, looking at the slaughterer lying on the ground, could it be that he really looked away?

There were several screams from the audience, and it seemed that Gong Feichen, the 'playboy', had more than two faces.

Just when everyone thought that the dust had settled, the butcher lying on the ground stood up and walked towards the palace again without saying a word.

I don't know for what purpose, there was a burst of applause from the audience, whether it was coaxing or encouragement, jealousy or appreciation, in short, the applause sounded.

The smile on Gong Feichen's face stiffened, he put away the folding fan and his eyes froze, and without waiting for the slaughterer to make a move, he grabbed a step and waved it out.

The butcher raised his hand to block, but Gong Feichen let out a long laugh and his figure flickered, and suddenly appeared behind the other party, and the fan was pointed in the middle of the butcher's back.

'Bang' A black shadow flew out and fell on the stage three meters away.

Gong Feichen opened the folding fan again, turned his head and looked at the teacher standing not far away suspiciously, but the male teacher had a calm face and had no intention of announcing the result.

At this moment, the butcher lying on the ground stood up again.

"I'll see how long you can carry it!" Gong Feichen's face was completely smiling, replaced by gloom, and his shoulders shook and pounced on the butcher again......

As the slaughterer was knocked away again and again, the audience had become silent, and while everyone admired the indomitable spirit of the slaughterer, they also sympathized with Gong Feichen.

Although the slaughter soldiers who were frequently knocked down were injured all over his body, and his face was swollen like a steamed bun, but Gong Feichen's situation may not be much better, he was panting heavily, he had long lost his previous calm and chic, and the folding fan in his hand had not been waved again.

Wu Fan looked at the slaughter soldier thoughtfully, from the beginning to the present, the slaughter soldier's mouth has not stopped silently, he doesn't think that this is a spell, there must be something strange in it.

"Boy, are you still finished? If you hadn't been able to use the 'Fan Sword' here, you would have died ten times!" Gong Feichen looked at the slaughterer who stood up again, with a little depression on his face, such an opponent has really never been encountered, and if he can't beat you, he will have a headache for anyone.

"Yes, even if you admit defeat, you can't win......"

"It's time for lunch, it's late to go and the good food will be gone......"

"It's good for freshmen to be able to hold on to this level, and it's not a shame to admit defeat......"

There was a commotion in the audience, and it seemed that everyone was persuading the slaughterer to give up, but no one was willing to leave, although the final result seemed to have been written, but everyone was expecting a miracle!

"It's a man, and he has survived until now. Yang Jian was faintly excited in his tone, a good story is not easy to come across.

Wu Fan's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly. "It's time to finish!"

"What should it be over?" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment and looked at Wu Fan suspiciously.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from the stage, Tu Jian, who had never said a word, wiped the blood stains that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and smiled strangely at the palace Feichen. "You've lost!"