The fists connected, Li Wei's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he drew a distance of more than one meter, and the soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground, leaving a deep mark.
Ye Yifan still maintained his punching posture, his body was like a rock, and he did not move at all.
"You still haven't made any progress."
Standing with his palms closed, Ye Yifan shook his head and sneered as he looked at Li Wei, whose eyes were bulging and his face was red from holding back.
"cough……"
As soon as Ye Yifan finished speaking, drops of blood spilled out from the corners of Li Wei's mouth. All the strength in his body seemed to have been drained directly, and he knelt half on the ground. The drops of bright red blood dripping on the ground looked unusually dazzling.
There was silence. At this moment, everyone was suffocated for a short time. They thought that Li Wei, who had practiced Iron Mountain Fist and was sure to win, was defeated again by Ye Yifan's seemingly simple punch. This was simply beyond everyone's imagination.
Being able to easily block Li Wei's punch without incident, everyone had a vague feeling at this moment that Ye Yifan might have advanced to the eighth level!
Everyone showed a look of shock and disbelief. They all knew that it had only been a month since the last time they were in the academy. Ye Yifan, who was still at the seventh level like Li Wei, actually made a breakthrough a month later.
, breaking through one level in a month?
At this moment, He Yijun's face was also a little solemn. He who had planned to watch a good show was also shocked by Ye Yifan at this moment. When did Ye Yifan become so powerful? After breaking through one level in a month, is this still a waste that he keeps talking about?
A drop of sweat fell on his forehead, and immediately the corners of He Yijun's lips revealed a bright smile.
"Yes, I haven't seen any progress in a month."
"You are overestimating your own capabilities, and you are the one who should wake up!"
Looking at Li Wei who was kneeling in front of him, sweating profusely from the pain, Ye Yifan sneered. He would never have the slightest sympathy for such a person who only bullied the weak.
After saying that, he stepped over Li Wei and prepared to return home to continue practicing.
In full view of everyone, just as he was about to pass by He Yijun, a hand blocked his way.
"What?" Ye Yifan turned to look directly at He Yijun, but there was a chill on his face.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
"You want to leave now?"
He Yijun's face was gloomy, and Ye Yifan's attitude made him feel that his majesty was challenged. Every time he saw Ye Yifan's face, he couldn't help but get angry.
"Okay, it seems that being promoted to the eighth level has given you absolute confidence, and even I don't take it seriously!"
He Yijun sneered and continued: "Do you think that by advancing to the eighth level, you will have the strength to fight me?"
"Is it possible that you don't have the final say? What? Do you want to take action?"
He Yijun's aloof appearance also completely drew out Ye Yifan's anger. The two of them had opposite personalities, and there had been constant friction after entering the academy, and they had already developed a grudge.
"I originally wanted to wait until tomorrow's academy competition to teach you a lesson, but now you are making me very angry."
He Yijun's face became colder and colder.
"Humph, there will be a fight between us sooner or later, it doesn't matter if it's sooner or later, but it's not that easy for you to beat me up."
"Yeah?"
"Then let's try it."
The two of them refused to give in to each other and started tit-for-tat, causing everyone around them to be shocked.
Although Ye Yifan has advanced to the eighth level, it does not mean that he has the strength to fight with He Yijun.
Everyone present knew that He Yijun had already reached the eighth level a month ago, and Ye Yifan had just broken through at most. To them, daring to mess with He Yijun was simply asking for death. You must know that He Yijun was not comparable to Li Wei.
"Okay, this is what you said." He Yijun's face was gloomy and his eyes were shining coldly. "Today I want to teach you a lesson for this ignorant boy."
"Look at the punches."
With a loud shout, He Yijun couldn't help but take the lead in attacking. He bowed his legs, and immediately his body was like an arrow leaving the string, and he suddenly shot at Ye Yifan who was not far away and raised his hand to punch.
Seeing the flashing light and the powerful fist, Ye Yifan did not dare to neglect it. He slightly bent his body and got into a defensive posture.
The fist struck, causing bursts of wind. Ye Yifan did not intend to take it hard. He used the soft fit of his body to twist several times, and turned his hands in strange arcs to easily resolve He Yijun's seemingly tyrannical attack.
He Yijun's face changed slightly. He didn't expect Ye Yifan to be so soft, and he actually used his own softness to cleverly remove the power of his punch. This punch felt like it hit cotton, and he was really depressed.
After removing his fist strength, without pausing, Ye Yifan punched He Yijun, who looked depressed. He used up most of his energy in this punch.
He Yijun didn't dare to be careless when he saw this. In a hurry, he also punched out his fist. Although he only gathered half of his energy, the power should not be underestimated.
"Snapped!"
There was a sound of fist handing over, but the tragic defeat that everyone expected did not appear. Ye Yifan staggered back two steps before regaining his balance, while He Yijun took three steps back after landing.
This suddenly shocked the other students around him. Although they also guessed that Ye Yifan had advanced to the eighth level, they had only just advanced to the eighth level. They could not be invincible after a head-on confrontation with He Yijun.
land.
Although it was Ye Yifan who attacked, he was able to gain the upper hand over He Yijun, which made them exclaim.
He Yijun, who stabilized his figure, also looked extremely ugly, and his face gradually became gloomy.
"Hmph, it seems that you do have some strength, but if you want to defeat me, you are not qualified yet."
"To tell you the truth, I made a breakthrough half a month ago and advanced to the ninth level. Although you have made a breakthrough, you are still an ant in my eyes." He Yijun had a sarcastic sneer at the corner of his mouth, his head
Lift your head high.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and their eyes widened.
"The ninth level."
Ye Yifan's face was solemn and cold sweat broke out. This news really made him feel depressed.
"This is the only way to use it."
After a while, a crazy smile gradually appeared on Ye Yifan's originally solemn face. His eyes were full of enthusiasm, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling at this moment.
"No matter what tricks you have, you can't defeat me. Just lie down for me today."
"Iron Mountain Fist!"
With a shout, He Yijun jumped up and shot at Ye Yifan again, more than twice as fast as before.
"Iron Mountain Fist? This is Xuan level intermediate martial arts. It seems that He Yijun is going to use a special move."
"The Iron Mountain Fist is famous for its power. It can maximize one's own vitality and multiply it. Generally speaking, martial arts at the same level cannot compete with it!"
"Boss He has advanced to the ninth level, and with the Iron Mountain Fist, the result of his confrontation with Ye Yifan is self-evident."
There was a burst of discussion around, and I couldn't help but sweat for Ye Yifan.
The fist received the blessing of vitality, the element gained the amplification of martial arts, and the air was torn apart by the strong wind, making a roaring sound, sharp and domineering.
Before the punch came, waves of pressure were already hitting his face. Ye Yifan could clearly feel that the power of He Yijun's punch was indeed not at the same level as before.
He had a solemn look on his face. He Yijun's attack was extremely powerful. If he was hit, he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead. It seemed that he had used all his strength. He took a deep breath.
"Soft Palm!"
Ye Yifan also shouted loudly, and the vitality in his body suddenly surged, and with the stimulation of the Dantian in his body, it swarmed crazily towards his palm.
Seeing that after knowing the sharpness of He Yijun's attack, Ye Yifan not only did not dodge but also faced it. The people watching from the outside suddenly widened their eyes, and they all secretly thought that Ye Yifan was crazy?
He Yijun advanced to the ninth level. The two of them were not on the same level, and they were blessed by Xuan level intermediate martial arts.
Although they were extremely surprised when they saw Ye Yifan using his martial arts soft palm, which was also at the intermediate level of Xuan level, but it was obvious that they were overestimating their capabilities if they wanted to compete with He Yijun, who was one level above him, with the same level of martial arts.
Seeing this, He Yijun sneered. His previous reservations were relieved at this moment. He immediately put all his energy into his fist. As the energy of his fist increased again, his already extremely sharp fist style
It became even sharper, with a sharp light flashing around the fist.
"Snapped!"
There was a sound like a fist hitting water, and a strong wave of air surged from the center of the two people, creating waves of ripples like water waves.
After the ripples passed, He Yijun flew backwards in embarrassment, a mouthful of blood spurting out.
"He boss!"
When everyone took a closer look at the person flying out, they suddenly felt as if they were petrified. They forgot what they were going to do for a moment, which felt a bit unreal.
After Ye Yifan collided with He Yijun, he staggered back four steps in a row. Although his face was pale, the slight expression on his mouth told everyone that he had won this fight, completely.
"hiss!"
The sound of gasping for air suddenly sounded in the field, and everyone who reacted looked at Ye Yifan as if they were looking at a devil.
Who would have thought that the guy who was ridiculed as a waste by He Yijun a month ago because of his ordinary physique would now grow to this point.
It took one month to defeat He Yijun. They couldn't help but swallowed secretly. The young man's current growth rate was no longer comparable to theirs.
But He Yijun, who was lying on the ground, had a pale face and vacant eyes. He had obviously not woken up from this incident. He never imagined that Ye Yifan, who had allowed himself to be bullied a month ago without any ability to fight back.
, but now he can be defeated easily.
Seeing everyone's unbelievable look at this moment, Ye Yifan sneered, just glanced at He Yijun, who was still pale on the ground, and quickly turned around and left.