Dijing Academy Martial Arts Competition Plaza

Under the scorching sun, tens of thousands of people stood around a competition platform, surrounding a radius of 1,000 meters and was blocked.

The Sun Country student team was waiting here early. This time, everyone gathered, but only Miyamoto Hezang was sent.

The strength of the others is far less than that of Miyamoto Hezo. As the core of the team, Zi Kenta even lost to Wang Enlong, let alone others.

This time, I faced the top students in the freshman year of the Dijing Academy. The other people on stage were no different from being embarrassed.

Miyamoto Hozo sat cross-legged in the center of the ring, his eyes closed, his forehead was wrapped in red satin, and a black word "War" engraved on it.

"The Sun Kingdom is so arrogant, so I just sent someone to beat all our geniuses?"

"This guy should not be underestimated. Although he has no level, his strength is very strong. Even Wang Enlong is not his enemy in one round!"

"If you want me to tell me, it must be because Wang Enlong was too careless, so he took advantage of the loophole. He was a dignified person who could not even beat an ordinary person. Wouldn't he laughed out loud?"

The sophomore and junior students scoffed at this, believing that the Sun Kingdom's move was undoubtedly humiliating them.

Qiandao Sakura wore black student outfit today, full of youthfulness.

At this time, she put her toes on her toes and looked around for a while. After not finding the face she wanted to find, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"Stop watching, Chu Feng didn't come." Miyu Sakitani's plump red lips moved slightly.

I saw her wearing a low-collared shirt, which was so full that it was about to overflow.

The charming face is extremely tempting, and every frown and smile touches the throbbing hearts of the male creatures.

It is like a natural charm of charm, and its natural feminine charm touches people's eyes.

Although she is only in her freshman year this year, she looks like a 25 or 26-year-old lady, and has a strong lethality to young and handsome guys in the past.

Compared with her, Qiandao Sakura is a different style.

Just like a girl next door, her straight and fair long legs are full and elastic.

"How do you know he won't come?" Qianshima Sakura said curiously.

"Because he never returned to school, students guarded the gate every day, and even if a fly flew in, they couldn't escape their eyes." Miyu Sakitani sat lazily on the stool.

"You mean, he won't fight today?" Qiandao Sakura frowned.

"It's hard to say, it depends on whether he has the courage." Mixi Sakitani's eyelashes moved slightly, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

This match was purposeful, on the one hand, it was to select students with good talent and strong strength in the competition.

On the other hand, it is also true that the prestige of the Imperial Academy is to be downplayed.

There is no big friction between countries on the surface, but competing for strength is something that young people like to do.

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

"Ha, someone has gone up." Mixi Sakitani's mouth curled up and looked at the competition stage with interest.

I saw a young man with a sword box on his back strode to the competition platform, staring at Miyamoto Hozo and said, "I'll fight you."

Miyamoto Hezo didn't even open his eyes, and was unmoved by this, and said, "You are not my opponent."

"Arrogant!"

Chen Beixuan inserted the sword box to the ground, and his aura surged and the wind blew!

"Beixuan! He's fucking him!"

"Let him show off and kill him!"

"This guy is really pretending, he doesn't even open his eyes. Do you really think Chen Beixuan is a weak person?"

Chen Beixuan, the Golden Ten Star, is a hidden professional swordsman. He also won the fourth place in the team during the trial of the newcomer.

His comprehensive strength is only below Su Yuexi and Su Yu.

As for Chu Feng, people would not compete with him at all.

No one wants to bring shame to himself.

"If you want to fight, fight, don't talk so much nonsense!" Chen Beixuan slapped his palm on the sword box, and the sword box slowly opened, revealing thousands of flying swords.

At this moment, Chen Beixuan's blue clothes were flying in the wind, showing the temperament of a swordsman in martial arts novels.

Miyamoto Hezo sat in his original position without saying a word.

This is the first time that people are underestimated. Chen Beixuan frowned and shouted: "Sword rises!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of flying swords flew into the sky and roared towards Miyamoto Hezang at a very fast speed.

One after another, the sound of breaking through the air came one after another. Such might have the capital to challenge the master level.

However, Miyamoto Hezo still remained motionless and ignored Chen Beixuan's offensive.

Seeing this, Chen Beixuan flashed his eyes, and his fingers moved, and the flying sword immediately hit Miyamoto Hezang's sky spirit cover!

"Why doesn't this guy move? Could it be that he was scared to death?"

"The swordsman's offensive is known for his speed, and now it's too late even if he wants to hide."

"I didn't expect this farce to end so soon, it was nothing at all."

Everyone shook their heads and smiled, and was about to speak out and mock the Sun Kingdom...

Miyamoto hid it!

He disappeared in an instant, and the flying sword pounced in the air, piercing hundreds of holes into the competition platform.

"Where are people?"

Chen Beixuan did not dare to be negligent, and the flying sword came out again. This time he summoned all the flying swords.

Tens of thousands of flying swords surrounded me, forming an absolute defense that is not airtight!

At this time, Miyamoto Hozo appeared!

I saw him falling from the sky, like a golden rooster standing alone, suddenly falling!

Ten thousand swords return to the sect!

Chen Beixuan felt his terrifying power, and his heart was shocked and quickly used his ultimate skill!

The next moment, the sword blade swept out and condensed into a storm that came in a flash!

However, this huge force seemed extremely fragile under Miyamoto Hezo's feet.

His feet were like the most powerful weapon, and the flying sword was vulnerable to his feet and broke with a bang!

"What?!"

Chen Beixuan's face changed. Every flying sword was of silver level, and its hardness was beyond the reach of ordinary weapons.

However, in front of Miyamoto Hezhao, the flying sword seemed so vulnerable?

How strong is his physical strength?

Is this a power that an ordinary person can possess?

Before he could think too much, Miyamoto Hizo had already rushed to him and punched him in an ordinary way.

Suddenly! The flying swords in front of Chen Beixuan collapsed one after another, and they came to him in a blink of an eye!

Bang!

With a punch, Chen Beixuan's nose bridge broke instantly, and his whole face was sunk as if he was hit by a large truck driving at a speed.

Defeat the enemy with one punch!

"Give up!"

Miyamoto Hezo clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

Suddenly, the whole audience was silent.

From beginning to end, he closed his eyes and judged the enemy's position by his ears alone.

In other words, Chen Beixuan didn’t even have the right to open his eyes!

"What a strong guy, how did he do it?"

"Even Chen Beixuan was defeated..."

Qiandao Sakura chuckled, and the result was not surprising.

"Is there anyone else who wants to go to the Imperial Academy? You won't be at this level, right?"
Chapter completed!