The two fists collided, and no one noticed that there was also a faint black and white light on Han Feng's fist, because their light was too small and too small, and it seemed so weak and insignificant under Zhou Fan's golden spiritual power!

"It's a bit of guts, but the next half a month of your fists is estimated to be spent in plaster!"

"Han Feng really doesn't know what to say, he actually dares to fight against Zhou Fan who has a spiritual whirl. Especially Zhou Zhou Fan is still a golden spiritual power, and now he is miserable. ”

"It is estimated that Han Feng's fist will not be used in the next half a month"

The fight between the two has already attracted some of the students who have just returned to school.

Zhou Fan's fist smashed on Han Feng's fist, and when he was about to taunt Han Feng a few more words, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and the mocking words were stuck in his throat and couldn't be spoken.

Han Feng's fists did not open as he thought. Not only that, but he also felt a very complex force from Han Feng's fists, including the heaviness of the earth system, the softness of the water system, the sharpness of the gold system, the blazing heat of the fire system, the vitality of the wood system, and the mania of thunder and lightning!

Then that force exploded, and Zhou Fan's fist burst open, and blood flew everywhere.

"Ahh

Zhou Fan screamed and hurriedly jumped away.

When Zhou Fan's gaze fell on his fist, he couldn't help but gasp.

His fists can be said to be miserable at this time. The flesh flew as if it had been cut by a blade, and in addition to that, he could feel a manic force constantly pounding his spiritual power, and soon the spiritual power in his fist fell apart. It wasn't until he almost pulled out all the spiritual power in his spiritual whirlpool that that feeling dissipated.

"I'm sorry, but I have it too. ”

As soon as Zhou Fan looked up, he saw Han Feng smiling at him with his mouth open.

Han Feng's smile was like a sharp knife stuck in his heart, causing two hundred percent critical hits.

At this time, Zhou Yifan's mood was very complicated. Shame, remorse, chagrin......

He couldn't have imagined that Han Feng, as a student who had just risen to the Ding rank, had already successfully condensed the spirit whirl, and his spiritual power was even stronger than his.

You must know that although the cultivation of the Beast Master is a compulsory course for students above the C level, the spirit whirl is not so easy to condense, and Zhou Fan spent a full three months in order to condense the spirit whirl. His speed is quite fast, it took six months in the entire C level, and there are many people who have not condensed the spirit whirl for seven months, and even more people who have not condensed the spirit whirl for a year also exists.

Zhou Yifan knew that Han Feng's spirit pet was very strong, but Han Feng only had one and he had two, and his biggest reliance was Lingxuan. When he came, he thought that cleaning up Han Feng was just a matter of getting his hands dirty, but the reality gave him a blow to the head, and he was dizzy and couldn't find the north.

"How can you also have a spirit whirl, how can you also have a ......" Zhou Yifan had a hard time accepting the fact that Han Feng had condensed the spirit whirl. But a star spot in the sea of stars on Han Feng's head can't be faked.

When the stars on Han Feng's head were revealed, the huge school martial arts field was silent for a moment, and then exploded like a nuclear bomb!

"Damn! Han Feng actually has a spirit whirl!"

"Hasn't he just entered the third rank and hasn't started to learn the cultivation of the beast master?

"When did Lingxuan become so worthless, and every D-level disciple had it?"

The people in the audience had different opinions, and they were all surprised by Han Feng's spiritual whirlwind.

Of course, although Han Feng had a spirit whirl, it was enough to surprise them, and what surprised them even more was that Han Feng was able to injure Zhou Fan with his spiritual power.

It has been almost half a year since the sail solidified the spirit spin on Monday, and it has reached the peak of the first level, and it is only one step away from entering the second level. Han Feng was able to injure him, which showed that Han Feng's spiritual power was almost the same as it! What made them wonder was that Han Feng had no spiritual power a month ago, how could he not only condense the spiritual whirl after a month, but also injured Zhou Fan with one punch.

Liu Yong, who was the most fierce, has now completely muted. When Zhou Fan was injured, he deliberately kept his eyes open to confirm whether he was wrong, and when he saw the facts, he looked very frustrated.

Han Feng struck a blow, but the situation of the grass mud horse was not very good.

Although Zhou Fan's spirit pets are all ordinary level and their level is one level lower than that of the grass mud horse, as the old saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that the Iron Armored Bull and the Swift Sideburns Dog add up to eight "hands".

Zhou Fan has been capturing the Iron Armored Bull and the Swift Sideburns Dog for a long time, and because of the same beast master, the two of them have a common heart and a very tacit cooperation.

The iron-clad bull relied on its strong body to pull the grass mud horse in front, and the fast sideburns dog hid behind to harass and sneak attack the grass mud horse.

Spirit pets have always been transformed from demon beasts, and their fighting instincts have not changed much, and their battles are much more direct and tragic than those of the beast masters.

Rao is grass mud horse has incomparable advantages over other spirit pets, but at this time there is no chance to play.

Every time the grass mud horse is ready to use its skills, the swift sideburns will come out to interrupt it, and it has to withstand the frontal attack from the ironclad bull, although its body has been transformed by the iron bone grass is not bad, but under the attack of the two spirit pets, the hair is messy, and the blood stains are not tragic.

This is the benefit of having more spiritual pets! It can always be as much as it is! As long as the gap between the two is not very large, more people are justice!

Seeing that his spirit pet had gained an advantage, Han Feng suddenly laughed, "What if you have a spirit whirl, I just need to hold you back, and after my spirit pet defeats your weak little llama, you still have to lose!"

Han Feng's brows furrowed and he didn't answer. Because he knew that what Zhou Yifan said was the truth.

Suddenly, Han Feng rushed to the front of the grass mud horse and pushed it back.

“？？？”

"He wants to use his body to fend off the attacks of the two-headed spirit pets?"

Everyone suddenly couldn't understand Han Feng's operation. Because such an act is no different from sending to death.

But soon Han Feng would tell them the reason for his so.

Han Feng had already communicated with the Grass Mud Horse, and he first stepped up to drag the Iron Armored Bull and the Swift Sideburns Dog to buy time for the Grass Mud Horse to release his skills.

The grass mud horse has been beaten, and the resentment in his heart is monstrous, and there is no ambiguity at all at this time. Jump out of the battle circle and immediately cast the fixed light, the target is speedy, and the sideburns are swift.

The Ironclad Bull is large and slow-moving, which is not much of a threat to the Grass Mud Horse, but the Swift Sideburns Dog is a headache for it, so it will choose to give him the Light of Fixation.

After the swift sideburns dog was instructed by the immobilized light, the ironclad brute bull pounced towards Han Feng.

The thousands of catties of brute bull pressed over could scare Han Feng enough.

"Who is so tough with you, you are stupid to me!"

Han Feng dropped a sentence, then turned around and immediately lay on the ground and rolled backwards.