The applause was thunderous and resounded throughout the audience.

Jiang Limei felt like she was slapped heavily on her face, which made her feel so hot that she was shy and annoyed. She was obviously suppressed and had no power to fight back, so why did she refuse to admit defeat?! She was urging her true energy to try to

Use the three killer moves of the family sword technique to win with one blow.

Unexpectedly, the true qi in the dantian was exhausted, and the strength on the sword did not increase but decreased!

Condensing the sword light also requires a price to pay.

Jiang Limei's realm is less than her level and her true qi reserves are limited. Using the secret technique to manifest the sword light can certainly increase the lethality, but if she cannot defeat her for a long time, the disadvantages will immediately explode.

Even those top masters will not easily spit their sword light when facing the enemy. Unless it is at the decisive moment, you must do your best to compete for the opportunity. Otherwise, once the true energy is exhausted, you will be slaughtered.

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How could Jiang Limei expect Yang Yufei to be so tough in advance? She had originally planned to fight quickly, but she was in a stalemate and hard fight.

The sword light suddenly disappeared and the pressure was reduced accordingly. Yang Yufei couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that there was a deception? His thoughts flashed and he waved his hand to slash out a tentative sword.

when!

The sword light dissipated, and Jiang Limei actually jumped upside down and floated away.

Yang Yufei's eyes lit up, her feet stomped in a misty step, following like a shadow, and stabbed a broken sword, and launched a storm-like counterattack!

Jiang Limei's killing move has not been used, and her body and footwork is still there, but the true energy in the dantian is not maintained, and the two swords are soft and weak. How can she defend her opponent's fast sword?

There was a constant sound of ding ding, followed by two chuggings, and Jiang Limei's pair of short swords fell one after another.

The sword light suddenly stopped, and Yang Yufei pointed at Jiang Limei's heart from afar and said lightly: "Senior Sister, you lost again!"

"Wow!"

Almost all the poor disciples off the field went crazy, hugging each other, jumping and jumping. When morale is on the verge of collapse, what else is more inspiring than a victory that is reversed? Even many children of aristocratic families turned against each other on the spot.

I couldn't help but applaud.

Liang Bin smiled at his left and right and said, "After this battle, Yang Yufei will surely be famous. I wonder how many senior brothers and uncles are fighting to accept her as their disciple."

She defeated the daughter of the Sword Emperor above level, and the swordsmanship was second to the point. The most important thing was to show the heart of a strong man who would never give up!

Jiang Limei burst into tears and left with her face covering her face.

Yang Yufei returned to her partner, and she was greeted by the applause and cheers of tsunamis. It was like the return of the queen and the support of her subjects.

Su Jing just woke up from the meditation, opened his eyes, jumped up, looked at Yang Yufei, who was surrounded by everyone and was full of spring breeze, and smiled and said, "Who did the junior sister beat?"

Fu Jingtao was overjoyed, grabbed his arm, and asked with concern: "Second, have you successfully escaped from the gate?"

Su Jing nodded, and his tone was sonorous: "Of course!"

After the fifth round of battle, the poor family won one victory and four defeats. Although Yang Yufei created a miracle of defeating the strong with the weak, on the whole, it cannot restore the decline of the poor family.

After everyone's enthusiasm subsided, the sixth round of competition was staged.

This round, Su Jing’s name was found.

His opponent is Hu Zhijun from the Hu family.

Just as Jiang Limei fought against Yang Yufei, Hu Zhijun’s fight against Su Jing was targeted, and he had to restrain himself in terms of fists and feet.

On the ring, Su Jing was calm and composed, as if he had no idea that his opponent was his nemesis. He held his fists and bowed: "Su Jing in the lower stairs, I have met his senior brother!"

Hu Zhijun was tall and had a knee-length arms, like a giant gibbon with a cold and arrogant look and said, "Although it is a competition between the same school, his fists and feet are ruthless, so no wonder he is seriously injured!"

In fact, the most dangerous of all competition types is the battle.

The two of them fight in close combat, and their strength and energy intersect, and victory or defeat is often only a matter of one thought. In order to win, you must do your best and not hold back. If you are kind and ruthless, you will be seized by the other party to sneak attack you when you are relaxed, and you will have no place to cry.

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In the past few years, there are often incidents of serious injuries or even deaths in the competitions of the fist.

Therefore, in the Hu family, everyone practices body protection skills to improve their ability to resist hits and avoid accidents when fighting.

Su Jing said lightly: "The Hu family's iron fist is famous and we are about to understand it!"

Hu Zhijun smiled, the calmer the opponent was, the more he was in a fight. He had always admired those rough and strong men, and he didn't like this kind of gentle sissy, and when he thought of beating the elegant boy on the other side by then

The muscles and bones were broken, and the body was covered with bruises and painstaking excitement swept across the body.

At that moment, both feet were divided into different parts, lifting their energy, exerting strength, clenching their big fists, grabbing the ground and exerting force, and the whole person rushed forward like an arrow from the string!

The war is unexpectedly revealed, and it is breathtaking. It is as fierce as a tiger, ready to go.

When Hu Zhijun rushed out, his eyes showed a fierce light, and naturally generated a powerful aura.

The cold wind blew, and the true energy in Su Jing's body was flowing. His palms spread outward and raised, and a fighting spirit also squirted out. The soles of his feet moved and cut out diagonally forward. The speed was three points faster than the opponent, and he protected the left palm.

On the chest, the right palm slapped away.

The palm wind was pressing down, and Hu Zhijun was stunned. How could Su Jing have a perfect state of cultivation? Could it be that someone deliberately conveyed false news? He swung his fist in a flash of thoughts and blocked it.

There was a dull bang, and the fists and palms intersected, as if defeating Ge.

Su Jing felt that the place where his palm fell was like a rock, which was extremely hard, and the palm was slightly numb. He immediately turned around and put his palm in his hand, turning his left hand into a knife, and turning it to the vital point of Hu Zhijun's neck.

Before the palm knife arrived, Hu Zhijun twisted his waist and turned sideways, and his hidden backhand fist hooked from the bottom to the top.

Slap!

The palm knife and uppercut punch hit several times in an instant, and another burst of force burst out.

The two of them were about to part with each other, and they stood up again when they exchanged positions and set off in a confrontation.

Hu Zhijun sneered: "Did you actually hide your cultivation and want to win by surprise? It's useless. I'm already in the fourth level of entry level, and no matter how hard you struggle, it's in vain!"

Su Jing smiled and said, "When did the Hu family men change their lip skills?"

Hu Zhijun was furious and shouted, "Looking for death!" He took a step, straightened his instep, and his spine was spinning with force, and a fierce whip leg was whipping away. The seemingly simple blow was his calling all the muscles in his body.

The bones and blood clotting force are emitted by the force of qi and blood, and their momentum is like lightning, their heaviness is like a mountain, and it is like an invincible giant axe, which wants to completely destroy the target ahead.

The so-called practice of boxing must be practiced, and practice of stance must be practiced. The attack range of leg techniques is large and the destructive power is the strongest. There are techniques such as kicking, kicking, hooking, kicking, poking, stomping, sweeping, etc. If you are good at using them, you will not go.

And not to win.

The leg techniques taught by the Hu family are about power and force, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, not pursuing complex and changeable routines, and purely aiming to kill opponents.

Sometimes the simpler the move, the harder it is to deal with.

Su Jing had just broken through to the perfect state, and he was also determined to test his cultivation level. He half-retted his back foot, bent his knees and squatted slightly, and kicked out the same flying legs.

Bang!

The two of them collided to each other to fight to the point of head-on.

Su Jing groaned, and couldn't help but fall down several steps, obviously suffering a loss.
Chapter completed!