When Feng Ruyan performed the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, Yang Ming also moved, stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body exploded like a cannonball. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When his body was in a hurry and approaching the wind like smoke, Yang Ming saw the opportunity, drew out the black iron sword with lightning speed, and stabbed directly into the tornado, the speed was simply outrageous......

"This ......"

On the high platform, the tutors of the academy and the representatives of various sects were suddenly shocked by Yang Ming's hand, this kind of speed, eyesight, and strength control, this is not at all like a teenager in the Tongmai Realm, but more like a battle-rich knight, if it weren't for reason to tell them, maybe these people really think that Yang Ming is a master of the Tongqi Realm!

Seeing this scene, Feng Ruyan, who was in the tornado, was also slightly stunned, and just wanted to use the advantage of the tornado to pick Yang Ming's lightning sword away, but when she was about to make a move, a dark iron sword had already broken through the defenses and took her back, and the hard tip of the sword was against her fragrant shoulder.

"Don't move, or I won't show any mercy. A faint voice suddenly came from behind, making Feng Ruyan, who was about to resist, suddenly stiffen.

Biting his red lips, with a difficult white chin, looking at the helpless young man, a pair of pink fists couldn't help but clench, and his mood became extremely complicated, the latter's strength was indeed far beyond her expectations, even if he performed the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, he was still not the enemy of the other party, which made Feng Ruyan feel a little depressed, but there was no resentment in his heart, and there was only a faint helplessness.

In the face of absolute strength, sometimes even anger cannot rise.

"Compared to four years ago, he has really become much stronger, this kind of strength, even if it is Zhou Wuxian, this monster, I'm afraid it is not his opponent, right?" Looking at the young man who was less than two meters behind him, the wind was like smoke and bit his red lip fiercely, and a touch of shock flashed in his eyes, even if the other party's strength is placed in a first-class sect, I am afraid it is also a top existence!

The wind was like smoke, and I felt a burst of amazement in my heart.

The entire playground suddenly fell silent, looking at the young man holding the black iron sword, his eyes showed an incredible color, such a terrifying attack, it was so resolved?

There is little to no counter-attack.

Not only the disciples of the academy felt incredible, but even the faces of the academy tutors and representatives of the Yunzhou sect on the stage also showed shock, in their eyes, Yang Ming was a pervert!

Among the people present, only Bai Qianpo and Wen Xian were better, he knew in his heart that this Yang Ming was his disciple, in the history of Baoshan, the battle of leapfrogging was as simple as eating and drinking, you must know that Lin Tianchong was the undefeated demon of the Tongshen Realm with the peak strength of the Tongqi Realm, and it seemed that it was not a strange thing to be able to teach this kind of disciple.

Of course, this is just the thoughts of Bai Qianpo and Wen Xian, and the others don't know Yang Ming's identity, so the perverted strength shown by the latter shocked them at the same time, and at the same time, they were in ecstasy, and everyone secretly swore in their hearts that this time, no matter what, they would bring Yang Ming back to the door.

"I lost!" the powder fist clenched, and after a long time, Feng Ruyan exhaled softly, looked at the young man behind him in a daze, and said in a voice that almost gritted his teeth.

Hearing this, Yang Ming pulled the black iron sword back and inserted it into the sword bag, and couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, and said, "Wind girl, I have conceded!"

Feng Ruyan glanced at him expressionlessly, twisted his waist, and turned to leave.

"This woman ......" Seeing that his face was gloomy like ink and the wind was like smoke, Yang Ming shook his head helplessly, and then touched his chin, looking at the back of the wind like smoke leaving, and secretly pondered in his heart. "This Wind Sword Technique seems to be very good, if you can get it, maybe you can improve your sword cutting technique again......

"This game, Yang Mingsheng!" At this time, on the judging platform, a yellow-shirted instructor stood up, and his clear voice slowly spread throughout the playground.

"Wow!"

When the referee's voice fell, under the playground, an overwhelming cheer suddenly sounded, and Yang Ming's explosive combat power was once again shocked, you know, Feng Ruyan is the top ten masters in the academy, but in Yang Ming's hands, he still can't hold two moves, this is really ......

From today onwards, the name of Yang Ming, who was famous four years ago, may spread throughout the academy again, not long after Yang Ming ended the battle, Zhou Wushu also ended the battle, and the opponent was under her hands, and only lasted more than thirty moves before being defeated.

"You're really making me look forward to it......"

At this time, Zhou Wuxian did not retreat because of Yang Ming's strength, but his expression became very excited, looking at Yang Ming who slowly walked out of the ring, he couldn't help but have a strong battle intent on his body, and he couldn't help but have a big battle with Yang Ming now.

As long as those who are familiar with Zhou Wushu know that this guy is completely strong when he is strong, and he is almost a virtue with Yang Ming, and it seems that fighting every moment can bring him incredible improvement.

"This guy seems to be a little more dangerous than Zhou Wuxian, what a monster!" After Liu Qianyu slapped his opponent out of the ring, his eyes also turned to Yang Ming, and he couldn't help but wail in his heart.

Although he has never underestimated Yang Ming, the latter's strength is too terrifying, even Feng Ruyan, who has opened up eleven veins, can't go through ten moves under his hands, what a terrifying strength does this Nima need to do!

"It's not good for the passing years!" sighed twice, and Liu Qianyu also slowly walked out of the ring.

I have to say that Yang Ming has indeed become famous again.

Hearing the thunderous cheers, Yang Ming seemed to feel that he had returned to four years ago, and the kind of high-profile situation was still vivid, and his blood was gradually boiling.

"Next, after resting for half an hour, enter the next battle!" After deciding the winner in the final ring, the yellow-shirted instructor on the judging stage stood up, pressed his hands, and waited for everyone to calm down before he slowly spoke.

After this round of screening, the top five finally appeared, and in the next game, there will inevitably be a bye, and unfortunately, this person is Yang Ming.

I have to say that Yang Ming's luck is really good, he has a bye at this time, which means that he has steadily entered the top three, no matter who wins or loses in the other two groups, he can enter the finals, of course, Yang Ming doesn't seem to care about these, with his strength, it is not difficult to enter the finals, this bye can only be said to be the icing on the cake for him. (To be continued.) )