"Hey, look, Fang Da, what is he doing?" Student A looked at the two people walking onto the ring and said in confusion.
"Nonsense, look at the two of them, they must be dueling. Let's go over quickly and have a look." Student B said and ran towards the ring quickly.
Han Mo didn't hesitate and followed quickly.
"Boy, my name is Fang Da, what about you?" Fang Da looked at Han Ji, who was strong but half a head shorter than himself, and said in a calm tone, as if he didn't take Han Ji seriously at all.
"Han Ji." Han Ji opened his lips lightly and said two words lightly. He had not considered Fang Da's strength before. Fang Da's previous words had completely angered him. How could a man's dignity be trampled on so easily.
Fang Da nodded when he heard this, and said with an evil smile: "Then how do you want to fight? Weapons or hand-to-hand combat?"
"Are there any rules?" Han Ji asked after hesitation.
"What rules can there be? As long as you can't beat someone to death, you can beat him any way you want." Fang Da said with some disdain. Looking at Han Ji, he knew without guessing that he was not over eighteen years old. At such a young age, he couldn't be more impressive.
Unless it's those weirdos from the academy.
"Hey, Fang Da, when did you stop bullying the kids? You've been doing so poorly lately." Under the ring, many people who knew Fang Da laughed loudly.
"Stop farting." Fang Da waved his hands towards the audience in displeasure upon hearing this and said, "This kid insists on fighting me. I'm afraid of him."
Fang Da hesitated for a moment, glanced at Han Ji who was in a daze and said: "Hey, boy, do you want to fight or not? Now that you admit your mistake, I can forgive you. It's normal to be a little arrogant when you first come to the academy. Your elder brother, I was the same at the beginning, but after being
I'm embarrassed to say how badly the beating was..."
"I'm sorry to say that you are still talking nonsense. It's you, not me. Let's do it." Han Ji said impatiently. Of course, Han Ji is not a show-off. As long as he can't be beaten to death in the academy, Han Ji is afraid of him.
At worst, I'll call him back after my injury heals.
"You still have some courage, so today I will treat it as a good deed, rub off your arrogance, and let you know how to get along in the college as a freshman." After Fang Da said this, he suddenly acted and kicked the ground with both feet.
The huge body suddenly rose several meters tall, casting a shadow in the middle of the arena.
"Martial master?" Han Ji couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this. When the strength is weak, the opponent's strength cannot be detected. Unless the opponent bursts out without reservation, only those with keen observation can observe it.
Even if Fang Da has the strength of a martial artist, Han Ji will not be afraid at all, because he is also a martial artist. With a loud shout, Han Ji jumps up and hits Fang Da's fist with a flying kick.
.
"boom!"
Following a muffled sound, the two of them stepped back one after another. Han Ji wiped the ground and stepped back more than a dozen steps before he stabilized his figure. There was a faint burning pain under the soles of his feet.
Fang Da also took a dozen steps back. There seemed to be no difference between the two sides in the first collision, but Fang Da's fist did not feel the slightest pain. It was obvious that Han Ji had suffered a hidden loss.
"It's so strong, no wonder he's so strong." Han Ji twisted his swollen right foot and rushed forward again. He kept the words of pre-emptive strike in mind.
Fang Da was also surprised by Han Ji's strength. Although there seemed to be no difference between the two, if age was included, Fang Ziran was much inferior, because Han Ji was only sixteen years old, while Fang Da was already nineteen.
Although three years is not a long time, it is a huge gap in cultivation.
Fang Da waved his hand, said "funny", dodged and rushed forward, and the two of them started to grapple with each other as soon as they met. Fists, elbows, knees, feet, and all usable parts of the body became weapons in the fight.
"Why are Han Ji working so hard? What did this tall man say?" Han Mo looked at the two fighting so hard, shook his head and said, his brows also wrinkled, because Han Ji was now at a disadvantage.
Already.
"Who is that kid? He looks unfamiliar?" Student A pointed at Han Ji on the ring and asked the person next to him.
"How do I know? But he looks very young, and his strength is on par with Fang Dapin. It's not easy." Student B said, touching his chin.
"boom."
There was another collision, and Han Ji couldn't help but retreat. He didn't stabilize until he retreated to the edge of the ring.
"Damn, Dual Martial Master." Han Ji waved his hands and said with a gloomy expression. After a moment of hesitation, the martial artist's fighting energy spread all over his body, and the fighting energy in his body also followed a strange path.
Fang Da looked at Han Ji who suddenly became motionless, chuckled and said, "Combat skills?" After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the fighting spirit in his body also started to move along a strange path.
"Look, are you going to use combat skills?" A student said excitedly upon seeing this. These are junior students who have not become martial arts masters. Naturally, they can only look at the martial arts masters who have learned combat skills with envy.
Use combat skills.
Following this student's words, everyone around him turned their attention. It was rare to see combat skills, because combat skills now are not as common as before.
Han Ji naturally realized that something was wrong with his opponent. He hesitated for a moment and suddenly shouted loudly. The fighting spirit in his body suddenly rioted, and the speed of fighting spirit also accelerated rapidly. Han Ji's originally unskilled combat skills were upgraded to a higher level.
"What on earth is Han Ji doing?" Han Mo looked at the weird-looking Han Ji and murmured. He had seen combat skills before, and Han Zhen's use of Xuan-level combat skills had never been so puzzling. It turned out that something was wrong with Han Mo.
"Ah..." Han Ji suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly, kicked off his legs suddenly, pulled his shoulders with his fists and bent back, and threw himself towards Fang Da in a bow shape.
"Hmph." Fang Da snorted coldly, and punched out with both fists. One of them stood on the ground, and the other jumped off the ground and punched each other.
"boom."
This time it was not the sound of fists clashing, but the collision of fighting spirit. The powerful force sent the two of them flying. Han Ji spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment and scraped his body against the ground.
In comparison, Fang Da felt much better. He only took more than twenty steps back, and then his body twisted and the strength in his body was released. Apart from the unbearable pain in his fist, there was no serious problem.
"Han Ji, how are you?" Han Mo looked at Han Ji who slid to the edge of the ring and asked with a worried look. Han Mo had guessed the outcome when he started. Although Han Ji was highly talented, he still lacked
In actual combat, you will only suffer a loss if you compete with these people who hang out here every day.
Fang Da gritted his teeth and shook his hands. He looked at Han Ji who was not far from the bottom of the ring. He hesitated and rushed over quickly. Pursuing victory is always the best strategy.
"Wait a minute." Han Mo looked at Fang Da, who was rushing towards him quickly, and couldn't help shouting, but the other party ignored him. Han Mo hesitated for a moment, his face gradually turned gloomy, and he jumped onto the ring.