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Chapter 43 Arrogant opponent

"I lost." Staring at the black line in front of me that marked the victory or defeat, A Guang clasped his fists heavily and said in a voice.

"Cough cough" Hearing this sentence, Jinghong, who was still in the attacking position in the battle circle, suddenly covered her chest and abdomen and coughed violently, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and her body became shaky.

"Hey, brother, how are you?" This A Guang was also this straight man. He didn't mind the previous fierce confrontation. He took two quick steps and held Jinghong.

"It's okay, cough cough, your leg just now was really unbearable." Jinghong waved his hand and said with a forced smile. A Guang's powerful front leg just now really caused him to suffer a lot of injuries. With the support of fighting spirit, he had been enduring his injuries. After relaxing, he felt the seriousness of the injury.

"So that's how it is." A Guang scratched his bald head, and the expression on his face became extremely exciting. If he knew that Jinghong had been injured like this, he might be able to win the game after holding on for a while. However, seeing Jinghong's lively aura just now, he didn't seem to be seriously injured, so he felt relieved.

"What, I regret it? Let's look for time and we can have another fight." Jinghong's slightly pale face appeared with a playful smile.

"Uh... OK. But if you lose, you lose. There is nothing to regret." A Guang shook his head, nodded again, and patted Jinghong's shoulder with his big hand: "But to be honest, I really admire you."

"Haha, each other." Jinghong nodded with a smile, and she also felt a lot of favor for this straightforward guy. After all, from a certain perspective, being able to face victory or defeat is also a rare courage.

"This game is amazing and the rainbow wins." On the edge of the field, seeing the intimate actions of the two, a rare smile appeared on the cold face of Mentor Duan Ling, and he immediately announced.

"Haha, I'm leaving, brother." A Guang didn't mind and helped Jinghong out of the arena.

The competition went on very quickly. During this period, some people were full of energy and some left sadly, but these did not attract too much energy. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the unfinished exciting events. Since the establishment of the Tianji Training Ground, this is the first time that the students have open competitions, which has also led to people giving these children a lot of expectations.

When it was Du Feiyu's turn to play, the sun was already west. The hazy light fell down, covering the distant peaks, showing a dark shadow.

"In the next game, Du Feiyu vs. Huang Lei." Hearing the voice of mentor Duan Ling, Du Feiyu's hands in his sleeves were also tightly held. Although this large-scale game is a mixture of fish and dragons, it is also extremely important to everyone. Because as long as you can win, you can enter the advanced class to practice. At that time, with the guidance of famous teachers and communicate with high-level classmates, it will be more beneficial to your growth. And if you win, your adoptive father will probably be very happy.

Thinking of this question, Du Feiyu suddenly raised his head with some sense and turned his eyes to the middle of the audience. There, Du Jingtian and Shan Longba were looking at him with a smile. Du Jingtian waved his hand at him with a smile and signaled him to come on stage. Du Feiyu nodded slightly, and was about to withdraw his gaze, but suddenly he paused.

In the stands, there was an additional girl in the empty seat beside Dan Longba. The girl was wearing a purple skirt, her long lilac hair fluttered gently in the morning breeze, and her whole body seemed to be like an elf exuding a vast temperament. The girl's eyes were falling on Du Feiyu with a bit of playfulness, and her bright eyes flashed, revealing a bit of indetectable intelligence and cunning.

Shan Xiaoya!

Through the air, Shan Xiaoya's eyes collided with Du Feiyu, and looked at each other. Shan Xiaoya smiled slightly, raised the green jade fingers for the first time, and made a victory gesture to him. Under the girl's smile, Du Feiyu's heart also moved slightly. Some other concerns that were originally entangled with him also weakened a lot. An extremely strange emotion surged in his heart. He suddenly felt a sense of high spirits, and even raised his hand to make an "ok" gesture to Shan Xiaoya.

According to the news released some time ago, since Shan Xiaoya is going to go to the Tianji Training Ground to practice, with her strength, it is undoubtedly necessary to enter the Tianjie Class 1. As long as she wins one after another in several rounds of competitions, she can enter the Tianjie Class 1. At that time...

"Damn, what are you thinking?" Suddenly, Du Feiyu shook his mouth slightly, shook his head hard, and then stepped into the dark battle circle.

"Swish" just as the footsteps stood still, a faint sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded. Du Feiyu felt a flash in front of him, and a young man appeared opposite him. The young man was wearing a gray long gown, and his ordinary face was a little unobstructed in the hazy twilight. After the young man appeared, he hugged his arms casually and said, "Huang Lei". His casual appearance simply regarded Du Feiyu as air.

"Du Feiyu" saw the other party's light behavior, Du Feiyu did not have a hot face to touch his cold butt and briefly reported to the house.

"Hehe, I've been waiting for a long time. The competitions of those people in front of me really have no technical content at all." After laughing dryly, Huang Lei slowly lowered his hands, shook his thin neck, and turned his cold eyes to Du Feiyu.

Huang Lei's voice was not high, but it still fell into the ears of some onlookers. Many people frowned slightly at the moment. This guy was so arrogant and actually denied the excitement of all previous events in one sentence. Does he have any trump card that is different from ordinary people?

Du Feiyu was also stunned by the other party's words, and his eyes became slightly solemn. Judging from the other party's confidence, there might be something strange about it. If this is the case, I must be more careful next. Otherwise, if one of them may lose the game, he will completely lose the first level of the heavenly level. Over the past year, although the devil training of mentor Duan Ling has suffered a lot, the results are also significant. Du Feiyu, who has survived, has now tasted the sweetness of rapid strength and brought him back to the previous tepid cultivation method, which is really difficult to accept. Therefore, in order to continue to "enjoy" mentor Duan Ling's devilish training, he must not lose in this game. No matter how strong the opponent is, he must win.

Also, with Shan Xiaoya's strength, it is beyond doubt that she will enter the first class of the Heavenly Level. Although Du Feiyu can't say that she has any strange feelings for this quirky girl, she also has a little curiosity about her in her heart. With the other party's amazing talent, if she can get with her classmates, she will probably have a lot of cultivation experience in daily exchanges and exchanges.

Therefore, he doesn't want to lose, nor can he lose.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start." Huang Lei laughed twice, stepped hard on the ground, and shot out quickly, heading straight for Du Feiyu.

"Kamikaze Leg" shouted softly, and his right leg suddenly kicked out from under the gray robe, and the dragon slammed the face at Du Feiyu like a dragon waving its tail.

"Raising the fire to squeeze the sky" Du Feiyu crossed his arms with his arms and went straight to meet him.

"Pu" between one leg and two arms, two forces in opposite directions came. Du Feiyu felt his chest stuttering slightly, and his shoulders trembled rapidly, removing the transmitted energy. Huang Lei also took advantage of a backflip and stood firmly on the ground.

"Hehe, the strength is pretty good, I feel more and more interesting." After a dry laugh, Huang Lei suddenly leaned forward, his waist swirled, and his long legs rushed straight to Du Feiyu's face again, and his speed was even faster than before.

"This guy is so fast." The opponent's attack, which was like a gyro, made Du Feiyu's eyes solemn again. When his legs reached his body, he twisted his neck and almost avoided the attack. The whistling force made a red mark on his face.

"Swish swish, bang bang" Huang Lei's attack was like a long river of waves, constantly attacking quickly. The series of attacks brought a shading of legs in the air, covering Du Feiyu.

Du Feiyu's face was solemn. Through his frontal contact just now, he had basically figured out the strength of the other party. He was actually a three-star monk like him. Originally, he thought that he had the first training ground, the excellent teaching of the devil tutor Duan Ling, and his strength was placed in the entire training ground. Even if he could not beat Jinghong and others, he should have few opponents. However, this game made him deeply realize that among the thousands of students, there were indeed some talented people. It seems that he would still have to speed up his cultivation in the future.

Of course, Du Feiyu forgot that it has only been more than a year since he started practicing. Most of these guys have been practicing for more than a few years, and it is not surprising that they can achieve such results.

"Paoshan Palm" found out the opponent's strength, and Du Feiyu no longer retained it. As the marks on his hands moved, the energy began to condense in the palm of his palm, and his hands stretched out, drew a mysterious arc. Suddenly, rows of palm shadows appeared out of thin air, taking all the shadows of the opponent's legs.

"Swishhui" launched several more fierce attacks, and Huang Lei's eyes flashed. He could feel that his rapid attack was as if he had fallen into the quagmire as soon as he entered the opponent's palm force range. Not only did his speed greatly reduce, but his originally fierce force was also removed.

"It seems that the fighting skills this guy has practiced are of high level." The "Shenfeng Leg" he practiced is a yellow-level advanced fighting skills. It is known for its fast speed and strong attack power. The attack as fast as lightning, I don't know how many opponents' fighting spirit have been shattered, but now when facing Du Feiyu, there is nothing to be done.
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