"In the next game of Mei Yiqi, I wish you Canyang."

Following the referee's order, Mei Yiqi strode forward, and a classmate on the opposite side also came on the stage with confidence.

This Zhu Canyang Wang Zheng has an impression of him. He is 2 meters tall, with muscles all over his body and a bald head. He is a defensive awakener. At first glance, he looks like the body-cultivation embryo that Black Yama likes.

His strength and speed are also quite good. He uses a pair of iron fists to fight against the enemy. Yesterday he fought against a classmate from the strength department of NTU. The two of them fought hard with each other.

In the end, Zhu Canyang won easily with his stronger and more durable body.

Although it is just a competition, having weapons is always more advantageous than not having weapons, but there will always be players who don't cultivate weapons but only cultivate their bodies.

Strictly speaking, Wang Zheng also exists like this, so he has a particularly fond impression of this bald man.

Moreover, his boxing style did not seem to be based on Sanda or boxing, but had some shadow of Chinese martial arts boxing style, which made Wang Zheng very interested.

Wang Zheng suddenly thought that the venue where they often train seems to be also called the Guoshu Hall. Since it is called this name, I wonder if it contains some martial arts.

Well, I'll find a chance to ask Old Man Chu.

By the time Wang Zheng had a few thoughts in his mind, the two contestants were already standing in the center of the field.

After greeting each other, we waited for the game to begin.

"beep--"

As the whistle sounded, Mei Yiqi quickly pulled away from him, and at the same time, several light cyan wind blades appeared behind him.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Wang Zheng nodded secretly. It seemed that he had practiced a lot and was quite experienced now. He was not at all like a fool before. He condensed all the spiritual energy into a blade in one go and spread it out in one go, wasting the spiritual energy.

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Zhu Canyang, on the other hand, not only did not take the opportunity to rush forward, but stood still on the spot, steadying his horse, and then he concentrated on exhaling and shouted: "The Golden Body of Subduing Demons, open!"

As he shouted the words, the surrounding audience and NTU contestants all started whispering.

"What is the Demon-Subduing Golden Body? It sounds awesome."

"I've never heard of such a power."

"Didn't the teacher say yesterday that his defensive power is the same as Ah Hao's power? It will increase defense after hardening?"

"Hey, don't say such obscene words, you can't say everything, your skin will become hard, you bastard!"

The person next to him spoke angrily. It was obvious that this was the Ah Hao that several people thought of him.

Then the previous person continued: "Don't pay attention to these details, look at the changes soon."

Zhu Canyang was seen in the center of the field, with his arms raised, and then he seemed to be trying hard to put his hands together.

When Mei Yiqi saw this, even though he didn't know what medicine his opponent was selling in his gourd, what he wanted to do was definitely to sabotage his opponent's actions.

With a thought, the wind blade behind him shot away with a roaring sound piercing the air.

The landing point of the wind blade is directed at the opponent's eyes, throat, vagina and other vital places.

Obviously, this is a one-handed attack to save him, and the purpose is to interrupt Zhu Canyang's rhythm.

But Zhu Canyang ignored the speeding wind blade and shouted: "Fuck!"

As he closed his hands, several wind blades hit him accurately.

"Ding~ding~ding~ding~"

The moment the wind blade approached, a circle of golden ripples seemed to ripple where it hit, and then the dark blue wind blade that had fully emerged was struck like tofu hitting an iron wall.

It shattered instantly, scattered in all directions, and disappeared, leaving only circles of golden light on Zhu Canyang's body still stirring, shining under the sunlight, as if it were a statue made of pure gold, but there was something he said

His golden elegance.

At this time, the person next to Ah Hao spoke again: "Hard Hao, can you do this? Your whole body is flawless and you can attack forcefully anywhere."

The classmate named Ah Hao thought for a while, looked at the wind blade that was shot before and compared the strength of his body, and then shook his head in frustration: "No."

Seeing that the wind blade had no effect at all, not only Mei Yiqi was shocked, but also overestimated Zhu Canyang's ability. Even Wang Zheng off the court was also surprised.

He could see it. The wind blades that Mei Yiqi sent out just now were condensed and green in color. They were far from comparable to the loose wind blades at the opening ceremony.

This dark blue wind blade has more than doubled its strength compared to the previous ones.

But even such a strong wind blade could not break through Zhu Canyang's body protection ability, which made Wang Zheng even more interested in him.

Moreover, Wang Zheng felt a little strange about the bald man's superpower. It didn't even look like he had a superpower, but rather like he had practiced some kind of skill. He didn't know how his mentor helped him develop it.

Wang Zheng thought that if he had the opportunity to communicate with the opponent after the game, he thought.
Chapter completed!