At noon on the second day, the playground was clear.

There was a sea of people, and in the face of the ranking battle among the four heavenly kings, many students rushed over. Li Yaohui and other classmates even formed a cheerleading team to cheer for Wang Hui!

Of course, Zhang Tiecheng's popularity is even higher. This type of man is also madly obsessed with thousands of girls, and many women spontaneously form cheerleading groups.

Supporters on both sides each occupied half of the playground and planted the banner of victory. However, Wang Hui's popularity was limited to the Martial Arts Academy, and the number of people was much smaller.

Zhang Tiecheng had already arrived, standing quietly in the middle of the playground, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Lin Tianfang, who was in Zhang Tiecheng's cheerleading team, waited for a while, but didn't see Wang Hui coming, so he said loudly: "Is Wang Hui afraid of King Kong and dare not come?"

Fei Kun next to him also shouted: "I don't think you have to wait, maybe Wang Hui, this kid is so scared that he doesn't dare to come." ”

At this time, a red figure flashed and appeared in front of Zhang Tiecheng and the others, but it was Chen Zihuang. She smiled slightly and said, "It seems that Cousin Yurou has not been very successful in your training?"

"Chen Zihuang, don't mess around, otherwise Young Master Ben will fight with you. Lin Tianfang suddenly said with a panicked expression. If he is in this school and who he hates the most, it must be Chen Zihuang. The tragic experience of that night made him feel disgusted and excited even when he saw the woman. But he was most afraid of her, because he knew that it would be difficult for him to get revenge. The Chen family is also a powerful family and is not under the Lin family.

At this moment, Wang Hui, Han Yueling, Sun Ruolan, Tang Wanrou, Zhou Yinling and his party walked over.

Zhang Tiecheng opened his eyes, his essence flashed, an excited smile appeared on his dark face, his fists were clenched, and he said with a smile: "Wang Hui, you are finally here, my fist is already!"

Wang Hui tapped his toes, his figure flashed, and he landed three meters away from Zhang Tiecheng. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Muscle man, I've kept you waiting, let's do it." ”

At this time, Chen Zihuang's figure flashed, appeared beside the two of them, and said with a serious expression: "In this duel, I will be the referee, I hope the two of you will stop at the point." ”

"Whatever you want, just let me be refreshed!" Zhang Tiecheng finished speaking, a layer of golden light appeared all over his body, like a golden-armored god of war, he suddenly jumped and smashed his huge golden fist into Wang Hui's face.

"I eat with my face, and if I hit my face again, I'll turn my face!" Wang Hui had an angry look on his face, and as he spoke, he tapped his toes lightly and kicked Zhang Tiecheng's armpit in the air.

Zhang Tiecheng's figure retreated rapidly, took three steps back, and stopped his figure. The armpit is generally one of the weak points of defense, but the power of his golden spirit covers here, plus he has also cultivated a horizontal practice of the golden body technique, and he has the power of the golden spirit to protect the body, forming a double defense with the power of the golden spirit, so it is only a slight shock of qi and blood, but it is not damaged at all.

"Haha, let you look like a little white face, and hit your face. Zhang Tiecheng laughed. Immediately, his figure flashed, and he smashed Wang Hui's face with a punch again.

"You idiot, even if the master is disfigured, Li Xiangyuan's woman will never marry you!" Wang Hui said a little angrily. His right hand continued to condense pure yang qi, and he suddenly clenched his fist and smashed it with a golden fist. Last night, he successively refined four trick points, including the Lao Gong acupoint in the palm of his hand and the Yongquan acupoint on his other foot. Although the pure yang qi did not increase as a result, the actual combat power increased by nearly half. With a small dantian in the hand, you can instantly gather strength and exert your full strength at any time.

The two fists intersected, and with a bang, the golden light stirred, Wang Hui's figure did not move at all, but Zhang Tiecheng's figure flew out like a cannonball. He has a golden ability, and he has also cultivated the golden body technique, and his physical defense is the first in the school, but this punch did not seriously hurt him. But his right finger bone was already a little cracked, and he couldn't attack with all his strength anymore. His golden spirit power and pure yang qi were only equivalent to the middle stage of the Dao Foundation, while Wang Hui's pure yang qi was several times stronger than his. Tough and tough, he naturally loses and wins.

Chen Zihuang shook his head when he saw it, Zhang Tiecheng, a stupid man, didn't have much chance of winning, and he was stupid and tough, but this time he was doomed.

Also seeing this point are Tang Wanrou, Zhou Yinling, Li Yaohui and others. With their explanation, the cheerleaders on Wang Hui's side cheered loudly: "Wang Hui, you will win!

And Zhang Tiecheng's supporters are a little silent. Most of these senior students have mid-to-late Qi cultivation, and some of them have early Dao Foundation cultivation, so their eyesight is naturally not bad. In the past, Zhang Tiecheng fought with people, almost always relying on his strong defensive power, overwhelming people with force, and the momentum was like a bamboo. But his style of play, when he encounters a tougher opponent, he will lose faster.

"Don't think that if you have great strength, you will win!" Zhang Tiecheng obviously also reacted, knowing that his advantage was defense, so he put his fists in the fight, but no longer attacked, but instead condensed the power of the golden spirit to form a golden armor. He believed that absolutely no one could easily break through his defenses. He can also wait for an opportunity to make a move and claim victory.

"Since you want to be a punching bag, I will fulfill you. Wang Hui smiled slightly, remembering the sixteen-character true recipe of Taijiquan learned yesterday, so the pure yang gang qi was restrained, and a light punch slowly smashed into Zhang Tiecheng's chest.

Zhang Tiecheng was stunned for a moment, he was going to tickle me? Immediately, he reacted, this must be a false trick. So he decided to ignore it, guarding against possible practical moves.

Wang Hui's fist accelerated instantly, and the moment it slammed into Zhang Tiecheng's chest, a huge stream of pure yang qi instantly erupted from his palm, and the golden armor shattered inch by inch. Immediately, a part of the pure Yang Gang Qi penetrated his protective body and invaded his internal organs. Zhang Tiecheng's throat was sweet, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground. Zhang Tiecheng has not yet cultivated to the late stage of the Dao Foundation, and he has not exercised to the five internal organs. If it weren't for Wang Hui recovering a part of his pure yang qi in time, this punch would have shattered his internal organs.

Wang Hui slowly retracted his fists and said lightly: "You lost, don't compare anymore!"

Zhang Tiecheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, struggled to stand up, and said in a deep voice: "I haven't fallen yet, so I haven't lost!"

Chen Zihuang's figure flashed, grabbed his shoulder, and said with an annoyed expression: "You stupid, if it weren't for Wang Hui's mercy, you would be dead by now." You're no match for him, throw in the towel!"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Tiecheng's mouth, and then his eyes became resolute, and he said seriously: "If it's just a simple ranking match, now I should really admit defeat." But this time it's about my happiness, and I must fight to the end!"

"Leave it to you, lustful mind, you want to die as you want!" Chen Zihuang snorted and turned to leave. She knows this matter very well, it is a game set by Li Xiangyuan, which is used to test Wang Hui, and Zhang Tiecheng is just a chess piece.

"Do you really think Li Xiangyuan will agree to be your girlfriend? Even if you win, she has a hundred ways to make you can't even touch her hand. Knowing that she is just using you, do you still have to fight hard?" Wang Hui said lightly.

"Of course, because I like her! The most important thing in life is to drink the strongest wine and sleep with the most beautiful woman. Even if she doesn't like me now, as long as she becomes my girlfriend, there will always be a chance. Come on, let me fall like a hero!" A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Tiecheng's mouth, and a layer of golden armor was condensed all over his body again, and he took on a fighting posture.

"Since there is a free sandbag, then I will practice Tai Chi!" Wang Hui finished speaking, his body shape was constantly changing, attacking Zhang Tiecheng from different directions, his fist style was gentle, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, uncertain and unpredictable.

In a moment, Zhang Tiecheng was punched more than ten times, and the golden spirit armor and body protection qi were completely shattered, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up again. At this time, he had suffered a lot of injuries to his muscles and bones, and the power of the golden spirit and the protective body qi were consumed too much, and he could no longer get up to fight.

"Wang Hui, Wang Hui, I love you!" many girls from the martial arts academy rushed up and shouted.

But there are few beauties and there are many dinosaurs, Wang Hui was startled, his figure flashed continuously, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

And several of Zhang Tiecheng's good classmates carried him away gloomily. This is the end of this decisive battle.

At this time, the corner of the playground in the distance. Li Xiangyuan shook her head and sighed: "I thought there would be a dragon fight, it's really useless, I lost so quickly!"