Chapter 42 is really underwhelming!
"He's a disciple of that man?"
The two glanced at each other, their mouths were wide open, a look of disbelief flashed on their faces, and their faces shook violently, as if they were very jealous of Lin Tianchong.
At the same time, Bai Qianpo felt a sense of happiness in his heart that he did not kick Yang Ming out of the academy because of a private fight.
If he really did this, it wouldn't be long before Lin Tianchong walked into the law enforcement hall with a black iron sword and cut his fat into pieces to feed the dogs.
Don't doubt it, Lin Tianchong will definitely do this kind of thing.
A person who even Wen Xuanyuan dared to scold, there was something he couldn't do.
Thinking of this situation, Bai Qianpo looked at Yang Ming, who was dodging left and right in the ring, and couldn't help but shudder in his heart.
"Damn, hasn't this old madman been living in seclusion in the academy for more than thirty years? When did he come out and take in a disciple? Why haven't I gotten any news?" Bai Qianpo's face trembled, and a look of palpitation flashed in his eyes.
"This madman has always acted strangely, don't you know what's strange?" Bai Xiu said angrily.
"The point is... Alas, forget it, don't talk about it!" Bai Qianpo shook his head and sighed, he really wanted to say that this Yang Ming almost killed himself, but how could this kind of thing be said, it was too embarrassing.
But fortunately, Bai Xiu didn't pay attention, just stared at Yang Ming who was fighting in the field, and after a long time, he nodded slowly and said: "This kid doesn't have any internal strength in his body, but his physical strength is very strong, it seems that he has indeed taken the path of the old man who hugged the mountain." ”
For Lin Tianchong's mentorship, it is not a secret in the eyes of these people, and they have faintly heard about the strength of the old man who holds the mountain, but this kind of person is not the end of the dragon, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.
In the field, Yang Ming, who had dodged the attacks of the wave palm again and again, did not know his identity and scared the two on the judging platform, at this moment, he was thinking about how to let Li Xuan use all his strength to let himself hone his body and sword skills.
As Li Xuan continued to attack, a faint brilliance flashed in Yang Ming's eyes, and he disappeared immediately, because he saw that Li Xuan's true cultivation had already opened up three veins, and the bones on his palms were extremely thick, which was obviously caused by cultivating a certain palm technique.
And the grade of the wave palm is only a third-rate lower grade martial art, the characteristic is to overcome rigidity with softness, the thick bones on Li Xuan's hands are definitely not caused by the cultivation of the wave palm, so to speak, Li Xuan has been hiding his hole cards.
"Hehe, this Li Xuanqing really made a lot of money in order to deal with himself, and he even sent a disciple who had opened up the three veins to deal with him at the beginning. Yang Ming thought to himself in his heart, and then he was a little dumbfounded, among the freshmen in the first year, the disciples who opened up the three veins can be regarded as a type of person with superior qualifications, if they are lucky enough, they still have a certain chance to enter the top ten, but unfortunately, he met Yang Ming in the first game.
Li Xuan's wave palm attacks were endless, but Yang Ming's footsteps did not panic in the slightest, his eyes were peaceful, with his feet as the center, he stepped on the seven-star pace, his body kept shaking, and every time the palm wind passed by him, dangerous and dangerous.
Seeing Yang Ming wandering around him leisurely, Li Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he immediately snorted coldly, twisted his waist, and the palm wind of the wave palm suddenly converged, turning from a palm into a claw, hooking upward, and directly taking Yang Ming's throat: "Lock the dragon claw!"
Looking at Li Xuan's lightning-fast claw, Yang Ming's face suddenly changed slightly, and the advantages and disadvantages of the lock dragon claw suddenly appeared in his mind, although this lock dragon claw is only a third-rate medium-grade martial art, but its power is extremely terrifying, comparable to the average third-rate high-grade martial art, and this claw method is extremely domineering, it attacks the most vulnerable parts of the human body, once it is locked by him, even if it is not dead, it will be injured.
"I didn't expect this Li Xuan's hole card to be the lock dragon claw?" Yang Ming's eyes flashed, the soles of his feet stomped lightly, his body leaned back, and the sharp claw shadow crossed Yang Ming's robe, at his current speed, if Li Xuan hadn't been surprised, I am afraid that he would not even be able to touch the corners of his clothes.
"Hey, it's getting fun!"
The attack of this lock dragon claw is indeed powerful, but it can't pose a threat to Yang Ming, if he wants to end this battle, Li Xuan will definitely not be able to last ten rounds under his men, but in order to accumulate combat experience, he has to slow down and deal with Li Xuan, of course, the initiative has always been in Yang Ming's hands.
From beginning to end, Yang Ming never made a move, just blindly dodged, but the more this happened, everyone felt that Yang Ming was a little unfathomable.
And the more Li Xuan fought, the more frightened he became, as his attack speed became faster and faster, Yang Ming's reaction became faster and faster, Li Xuan had a feeling that no matter how fast he was, he might not be able to defeat Yang Ming in front of him.
The appearance of this feeling made Li Xuan panic, before the competition, he swore in front of Brother Xuanqing that he must teach Yang Ming a good lesson for him this time, but now he has been fighting with Yang Ming for so long, but he can't even touch the roots of others.
Thinking of this, Li Xuan felt guilty and angry in his heart, and after forcing Yang Ming back with one claw, he said in a cold tone: "Could it be that you will only dodge?"
Li Xuan can also see that Yang Ming's speed is extremely fast, if it continues like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before the thin internal force in the meridians will be exhausted, if it really comes to this point, it will not be at Yang Ming's disposal, so he must think of a way to force Yang Ming to make a move, only in this way can he have a chance of winning.
I have to say that this Li Xuan is also a person who understands, if it weren't for Yang Ming in order to use the Seven Star Pace in actual combat, he would not have wasted this effort with Li Xuan, and now, Yang Ming has also achieved his goal.
"You're not my opponent, jump out of the ring by yourself, and then go back and tell Li Xuanqing that next time you send me a stronger opponent, you... It's too weak!" Yang Ming clasped his arms to his chest, looked at Li Xuan, whose face was blue and red, and said lightly.
As Yang Ming's words fell, Li Xuan's eyes suddenly turned red, Yang Ming's words were undoubtedly a humiliation for him, as a disciple of the Li family, who in Yunzhou didn't give them some face, when was they so despised, Li Xuan looked at Yang Ming with bloodshot eyes, and said coldly: "Boy, you are looking for death." ”
The words fell, and he rushed towards Yang Ming again.
"What a beating!"
Looking calmly at the claw shadow carrying a strong wind, Yang Ming couldn't help but shake his head, people are self-aware, Li Xuan's behavior is undoubtedly uncomfortable for himself.