Kaitian's punch missed, and Li Yifei's momentum suddenly weakened.

"Good!" The audience applauded, no one thought that Wu Xiaofei would use such a strange move to dodge the defeated punch.

"Ahh I only heard him scream, and with a push of his fist forward, he was about to hit Wu Xiaofei.

"Bang~" At this moment, Wu Xiaofei suddenly spewed out a large cloud of thick phlegm from his mouth and shot it into Li Yifei's face.

"Huh?" Everyone was shocked at this moment, and so was Li Yifei, in the face of this large mass of oncoming thick phlegm, Li Yifei subconsciously turned his head to dodge, and it was this flash that the momentum of his Kaitian punch decreased again.

"A stroke of genius!" Liuli in the audience looked at Wu Xiaofei, who had many strange moves, and exclaimed.

"This kid. Even Wang Tie on the side couldn't cry or laugh, no one expected Wu Xiaofei to come to this hand, but immediately his face changed and his expression became serious.

Li Yifei's open sky punch was blocked by Wu Xiaofei's two strange moves, and his momentum plummeted. Just when Li Yifei turned his head to dodge, Wu Xiaofei's palm across his chest stabbed out directly and stabbed at Li Yifei's left chest.

Wu Xiaofei's stab, the long rainbow runs through the sun, and the goshawk hits the palace, like Jing Ke stabbing the king of Qin, to leave the thorn Qingji, the momentum is tragic, and there is no return.

This stab is Wu Xiaofei's internal force into his right arm, using his right arm as a sword, and subconsciously using the stabbing technique of heavy swordsmanship. The highest state of lonely swordsmanship is that everything can be a sword, so that there is no sword in the hand and a sword in the heart. Wu Xiaofei hit crookedly, using his arm as a sword, touching the essence of swordsmanship of seeking defeat alone.

"Drink!" Facing Wu Xiaofei's stab, a trace of ferocity flashed in Li Yifei's eyes, and he burst into a shout, did not retreat, and still punched Wu Xiaofei's left chest.

Lose both!

If this situation develops, both sides can only lose, but I also have to sigh at Li Yifei's courage. Be cruel to others, and be cruel to yourself. This man has nothing to say except for his arrogant personality, and his courage, insight, martial arts, and appearance are all extremely outstanding.

"Huh?" the crowd exclaimed, and some of the timid girls clasped their eyes in their hands, not wanting to see the bloody scene.

"It's over!" At this moment, Wang Tie's deep voice spread throughout the audience, and his two hands grabbed Li Yifei and Wu Xiaofei one after another, and their fists were less than an inch away from each other.

"Hmph!" Hearing this, Li Yifei snorted coldly, and in the end, he still didn't defeat Wu Xiaofei.

"It's me who lost!" Wu Xiaofei shook his head and said bitterly, a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth, "It's all about one blow, then decline, and three exhaustion." I made a strange move in a row, blocking his Kaitian punch twice, and the momentum was already insufficient to start thirty percent, but I was still injured by the strength of his punch in the air. If I were to face any punch, I would never be able to ignore it!"

Thinking of this, Wu Xiaofei knew that Li Yifei's real strength was still far higher than him. So he threw in the towel and was convinced.

"Haha!" Hearing Wu Xiaofei say this, Li Yifei smiled proudly and turned around to leave the ring. When he suddenly stepped out of the ring, he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his left chest, almost making him scream, obviously Wu Xiaofei's stab hurt him a lot.

This battle ended like this, Wu Xiaofei lost half a move after all, and he thought that he was not as good as Li Yifei. A true martial artist should take it up and put it down, and if he loses, he loses.

......

咻~咻~咻~

On an open field, a slender and slender figure with a thin sword was attacking quickly.

Stabbing, picking, blocking, intercepting, etc., the swiftness of this figure is abnormal, advancing and retreating into a flowing shadow, which looks extremely weird.

And his opponent is a figure who is more than one meter tall, has a well-proportioned figure, and holds a black broad-bladed heavy sword, which is at least thirty pounds in sight.

The slender and slender figure attacked extremely quickly, attacking from all kinds of tricky angles, or stabbing, slashing, slashing, etc. This tall figure held a heavy sword, and in the face of the fierce attack of the slender figure, it was as motionless as a mountain. The big sword in his hand opened and closed, and his moves were unpretentious, but the momentum was mixed, forcing the slender figure to be unable to approach.

The two figures steadily dismantled seventy or eighty moves, and the tall figure gradually breathed harder, and the speed of the heavy sword in his hand slowed down by half a beat. Slowly, the long sword in the slender figure's hand turned into a streamer of light, stabbing the throat of the tall figure.

Boom~ The tall figure arrived!

A white light fell, and the tall figure stood up again, only to hear him mutter, "I have experienced the feeling of being stabbed to death with a sword for free." ”

"Okay Xiaofei, your heavy swordsmanship is simple and unpretentious, and your sword moves have a kind of Taishan overpowering trend, which is a rare swordsmanship stunt, as long as you practice it well, it will not be worse than my evil sword technique in the future. Ruri said softly. The sound is ethereal and pleasant, and it is comfortable to listen to.

"Hmm!" Wu Xiaofei nodded helplessly, thinking in his heart, "The evil sword spectrum is unparalleled in the world, even if I practice heavy sword skills to the fullest, I am not your opponent." Unless I learn to be alone with the Nine Swords!"

"Let's go! the cultivation time is almost up, let's go back!" As soon as Liuli's words fell, a white light flashed, and the two of them disappeared.

In the dormitory of the thirty-sixth middle school, Wu Xiaofei opened his eyes, and his consciousness left the Yanwu Pavilion of the Martial God Realm and returned to the real world. Just now, he and Liuli were practicing swordsmanship in the martial arts realm.

"Xiaofei, you're awake!" As soon as Wu Xiaofei opened his eyes, he saw Wang Hao, and the three people behind him, he knew all three of them, and they were leaders who studied well and had high prestige among the children of the poor.

"You also know these three people, so I won't introduce them. Wang Hao pointed to the three people behind him, and then handed a package wrapped in red paper to Wu Xiaofei in his arms, "The day before yesterday, you and Li Yifei were evenly matched, and your prestige in our school has soared, and the poor children of our school have recommended you to be our leader, this is the 100,000 earth coins that everyone has put together for you as a resource for your cultivation." Although it is not much, it cannot be compared with the children of the big family, but it is also a little bit of everyone's heart, you can accept it!"

"How can this be done!" Wu Xiaofei hurriedly returned the package to Wang Hao after hearing this, and said loudly, "Everyone is from a slum area, and the living expenses are extremely poor every month, how can I collect your money?

Wu Xiaofei naturally won't accept the money that these poor children squeeze out of their teeth. Although he does not have the advantage of a large number of resources for the children of a big family, he has the advantage of being familiar with the plot and has the confidence to become a strong man.

"Thank you, Senior Xiaofei! Thank you, Senior Xiaofei!" The three of them were very grateful. It is naturally not easy for them to make up for the 100,000 earth coins, and it can be said that the food standard of the poor people's children has dropped by a notch this month, which is really the money saved from between their teeth.

Watching the three of them leave happily, Wu Xiaofei sighed, and suddenly he looked up at the wall calendar on the wall and said, "Mouse, Liuli, isn't it time for us to go home today?"