79 The good attacker moves above the nine heavens

The first round of fierce battles.

The golden word about the battle platform, Wei Yangyang tried his best to defeat He Yuanqi, and displayed the most ordinary python strength of metaphysics, and knocked the opponent off the stage within ten moves; the wooden word about the battle platform, the new disciple Han Sheng Lao Cheng took the lead in repelling the first senior brother, and the reputation of the first battle soared; the water word about the battle platform, Tong Guan and Zhao Mingfu were equal, and the battle was fierce; and the fire word about the battle platform, Roger showed amazing strength, and fainted Qiu Hongyun with only one move.

Wonderful to come!

But the attention of all the disciples in the audience was not on these few people, and when their eyes turned, they all stared at Yi Feng.

A few days ago, Yi Feng became famous in the academy for fighting Zhao Bai, Wei Yangyang, and defeating Zhao Xian.

A soldier who surrenders without a fight?!

For a while, there was an uproar in the crowd. The disciples looked at Yi Feng with strange expressions and surprises, all of them were dumbfounded, and even the eyes of the high-level people in the stands were attracted to it. After this battle, Yi Feng's reputation became famous again, but all kinds of doubts and slanders began to be loud, and speculation about Yi Feng's strength became a topic of conversation among everyone.

After that, there were several rounds of disciples on stage, and the first day of the 'Academy Examination' was spent in such a tense and intense manner, although there were wonderful appearances from time to time, but people didn't seem to have come out of the shadow of Yi Feng's battle, and even the applause seemed to be happy.

In the evening, Wang Shige.

"Damn, you made that bastard famous again today! I'm mad, I'm mad, Daddy, I can't just let him go!"

In the tall and bright room, Zhao Bai looked like a mad demon, slammed his fist on the table of a pineapple next to him, banging loudly, and roared hoarsely with a hideous face.

"Calm down!" Zhao Xian showed a cold light and shouted in a deep voice.

"Daddy, have you forgotten the shame I suffered? That bastard humiliated me as if he humiliated you, what are you still hesitating about?!

"Hmph, what's so difficult about killing an ordinary disciple, the key is how to make him die quietly!" Zhao Xian glanced at Zhao Bai coldly, and the corners of his mouth suddenly picked up meaningfully, "But don't worry, although we can't decide his cultivation, we can decide his opponent!"

"Who?"

"Shen Hua'er!"

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"Flowers, tomorrow...... Tomorrow will be on the battlefield...... Oh...... Oh...... If you meet that bastard named Yi Feng, you must ...... Oh...... Teach him a good lesson for me...... Ah......" Li Ya was not hung on his body, curled up under a demonic man, his face was ecstatic, his body was squirming, and he was trying his best to cooperate, his eyes were blurred, and his mouth was screaming again and again.

"Yi Feng?" The man was dressed in a red robe, but he was also unfazed, playing with Li Yashuangfeng and asked lightly.

"Hmm...... Oh......"

"Hmph, slut! First, you are a teacher, but you were injured by your disciples, what other face do you have to men, and second, as my woman, you were bullied by other men, and you lost my face. The man's voice was suddenly cold, and he grabbed Li Ya's pair of powdery palms and suddenly exerted force, his movements became more and more simple and rough, and his eyes radiated a terrifying coldness, "Third, you also underestimate myself too much, if I Shen Hua'er meets that person, how can it be just a lesson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he freed up one hand and viciously slapped Li Ya's back buttocks.

Bang bang bang.

The sound was crisp, and Li Ya cried in her voice.

The second day of the big test.

After yesterday's screening, more than half of the contestants have been eliminated, but there are many children in the Xuan Academy, and the number of registered contestants exceeds 1,000, plus the spectators under the stage, it still looks bustling, and it is even more lively than yesterday.

This time, the opponent Yi Feng drew was named Han Sheng, and like him, he was also a disciple of the new introductory class.

Be experienced and prudent!

This was Yi Feng's first impression after seeing Han Sheng. The man in front of him was dressed in sackcloth and had an ordinary appearance, although he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but his words and deeds were full of adult style, and it was easy for people to ignore his age.

Yi Feng had paid attention to this person yesterday, when he was fighting fiercely with another senior brother on the wooden character battle platform, his defense was exquisite, and he won easily, and he was indeed a figure among the freshmen.

"Yi Feng. On the battle platform, Yi Feng stood with his head bowed, his body standing straight, with a smile on his face, he arched his hand to Han Sheng, and reported his name.

"I've heard the name for a long time, Han Sheng!" Han Sheng didn't smile.

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"Don't talk nonsense, do you have to talk for a long time before you fight?"

"Do you still expect the other party to automatically admit defeat?!"

"It's all a new disciple, where did you get so much nonsense, damn it, whether to fight or not, what are you grinding and chirping?!"

The people in the audience were waiting for Yi Feng to make a move, and they were already itching, and when they saw Yi Feng and Han Sheng coming to the stage, they immediately shouted in unison. In the past few days, Yi Feng has become famous, and Han Sheng is the best among the new disciples who was recognized before, and everyone is also happy to watch this lion fight tiger!

"They can't seem to wait?" Yi Feng looked at everyone.

"Not bad. Han Sheng said.

"Then please do it. Yi Feng's smile was restricted, his body tensed, and a fighting spirit gradually spread out from his body.

"You come first. Han Sheng made a defensive move.

"I saw you compete with people on the stage yesterday, and I know that your defense is exquisite, so let me take the lead attack!" Yi Feng said categorically, as soon as the words were finished, his body lifted his breath, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he rushed towards Han Sheng.

Thorn la la.

Sharp and sharp.

Yi Feng punched out, which immediately attracted more than half of the audience in the audience, everyone saw the momentum of this punch, their hearts suddenly cooled, and the noise instantly became much smaller, and they all turned around to look at Han Sheng, to see how he resolved this move!

Han Sheng frowned slightly, took a step back, and then flew with both hands, and walked around Yi Feng's fist through flowers and butterflies, his palms were like falling flowers, and the strength was wrapped layer upon layer, intersecting with Yi Feng's sharp and sharp energy, and immediately let out bursts of crackling and bursting, so hard to dissolve, pulling one by one, most of Yi Feng's strength had been dissolved.

Fall into the palm of your hand!

Pay attention to the movement with stillness, overcome the rigid with softness, and strike at the rear, Han Sheng has obviously been immersed in this set of palms for a long time, one palm hit, seven points of defense, three points of attack, and the palm shadows are overlapped, as if a wall of qi was fortified in front of him.

"Good!"

Yi Feng's fighting spirit was high, seeing that the opponent's palm technique was exquisite, and the prevention was not leaking, he suddenly felt that his mind was open, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to praise!

"Fall!"

Han Sheng looked at the fists coming from all directions, his heart became more and more frightened, and suddenly he shouted, the strength in the node of the force rumbled around, his body sank, his feet were suddenly embedded in the boulder on the stage, he stabilized his body, and then he used Luo Yingmian's palm with all his might, which was really the pinnacle of his skill in his lifetime.

"The wind is not over, the rainstorm is not over, this kid blindly pursues fierceness and fierceness, and it is useless!"

In the stands, Zhao Xian looked at Yi Feng's wave after wave of fists, his expression changed slightly, and after a while, he suddenly snorted coldly and said.

"Otherwise, wouldn't Dean Zhao have heard that 'the good attacker moves above the Nine Heavens'! I think this son is brave and strategic, not afraid or afraid, and one day, he will be worthy of being a great talent in my Xuan Academy!" Dean Liu Chengfeng looked straight at the high platform, his expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly.

"The good attacker moves above the Nine Heavens?" Mu Qingluo sat next to her, shocked when she heard this, and murmured secretly in her heart, "The dean's evaluation is so high!"

Or Mu Qingluo herself didn't pay attention, when she heard someone praise Yi Feng, her cold face quietly melted, and her smile was like a flower.

As Liu Chengfeng said: The good attacker moves above the nine heavens!

At this moment, the initiative in the battle was in Yi Feng's hands.

"Wonderful, wonderful, what a strong defense!"

With such a hearty punch attack, Yi Feng's whole body strength was gradually stimulated, his body's blood was like boiling, and every punch was thrown, the turbulent air rumbled and exploded, as if it was about to burst. Seeing that Han Sheng was guarding exquisitely, his heart was full of pride, and his dripping and flashing body suddenly stopped in front of Han Sheng, and then he let out a loud shout and blasted out of the opponent's chest with a punch.

Snort.

The pores on Yi Feng's arm seemed to come to life, and a stream of white gas gushed out wildly, instantly filling his entire arm, and the strength of each other stirred each other, the sound was like thunder, and it flew straight towards Han Sheng, no moves, no trials, and no half fancy, but that kind of brazen and fearless style of play was stunned by everyone who saw it.

"Oh no, this person's cultivation has reached such a point!"

Han Sheng's face was shocked, knowing that this punch was definitely not something he could defend against, he gritted his teeth, suddenly took a few steps back, avoided Yi Feng's edge, and then condensed his fist, and also roared, and fought back blatantly.

Boom!

Two fists intersecting!

Han Sheng's arm was in severe pain, only to feel that the opponent's strength was surging wildly, and between breaths, he broke through the attack of his punch, and his body was shocked by this force, and he was about to fly out upside down, and suddenly felt that the force on Yi Feng's fist disappeared, and the opponent's arm flicked, and a flexible force suddenly surged out, wrapping his injured body in a whirlwind, and his body was stabilized.

In an instant, Han Sheng's face was like ashes.

Originally, he thought that he was the first freshman, and today's battle really meant to be right, but he didn't expect that compared with Yi Feng, it was a thousand miles away!