On the ring, Gongsun Liang said with a smile: "Dear heroes, what follows is the last showdown of the day."
"Du Fan from the Baishan Martial Arts Association will fight against Xiao Feng from the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association."
Du Fan stood up suddenly and strode to the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association.
He crossed his arms and said coldly and proudly: "Xiao Yin, I want to prove to you that he is not qualified to be your master."
"Xiao, if you lose to me today, get out of the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association."
"OK!"
Xiao Feng nodded and smiled: "What if you lose? What should you say?"
"If I lose, I'll let you do whatever you want."
Du Fan is full of confidence, but I have a trump card.
"Du Fan, don't do anything stupid?"
Yuan Yin advised: "You are no match for my master, don't let yourself get off the stage."
"What? You doubt me?"
Du Fan was very angry.
Yuan Yin sighed: "I'm helping you. What will happen if you lose?"
After all, they are students at the same time, so it is not easy to break up completely.
"impossible!"
"I will never lose. Just watch carefully and see how he lost to me, hahaha..."
Du Fan laughed wildly, took a few steps to the bottom of the ring, and flew up.
I have to say that his Qinggong is pretty good, a level higher than that of martial artists of the same age.
Yang Liuqing shook his head slightly: "If you don't seek death, you won't die. This Du Fan is simply overestimating his abilities."
"Master, please show mercy."
Yuan Yin pleaded: "Du Fan took good care of me during the training camp. Can you..."
"Don't worry, I won't embarrass him."
Xiao Feng patted her arm, turned and walked towards the ring.
So far, almost all participating warriors will choose to fly into the ring in order to show their strength.
But Xiao Feng didn't do this. He walked directly up the steps and climbed up step by step without any rush or slowness.
Gongsun Liang briefly explained a few words and flew away.
Xiao Feng put one hand behind his back, smiling and looking relaxed.
Li Jinying shouted from below: "Du Fan, help me teach this bastard a lesson. It's best to cripple him."
Xiao Feng almost kicked her to death, and Li Jinying hated him with all her heart.
"Okay, I'll avenge you."
Du Fan raised his lips: "Xiao Feng, they say you are the strongest warrior of the younger generation. As long as I defeat you today, I will be the one who becomes famous."
"oh?"
Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows: "There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."
"How much of the world can a toad see by sitting in a well and looking at the sky?"
"You brat, who do you think is the toad?"
Du Fan raised his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense in front of me. Today I will show you how powerful I am."
He stamped his foot on the ground, and his true energy immediately spread throughout his body.
His arms suddenly shook, his hair stood on end, veins all over his body swelled, and his strength reached its peak.
"ah!"
He shouted loudly, flew forward and punched down.
The power of this punch is very strong, and the wind of the punch can be clearly felt.
Xiao Feng dodged and easily avoided it.
'boom!'
He punched the ground of the ring, and the huge stone cracked.
"Where to go!"
Du Fan came at him again and threw out two punches again.
Xiao Feng still didn't take action and chose to dodge again.
Du Fan became more and more courageous as he fought, suppressing Xiao Feng and punching all the way, the wind of fists roared, leaving everyone in the ring stunned.
"If I go, Du Fan's strength will be greatly increased?"
Yang Liuqing was surprised: "He wasn't so strong before? He is a completely different person. Isn't it because of the chicken blood?"
"Liu Qing, you are wrong."
Yuan Yin said seriously: "In my opinion, Du Fan deliberately hid his strength in the training camp just for this day."
"Yeah! That makes sense."
Yang Liuqing suddenly realized that this was also a way to confuse his opponents.
He usually shows weakness deliberately and paralyzes everyone around him.
To give you a thunderous blow at a critical moment, leaving you with no room for resistance, this man can be considered a bit cautious.
"Ah? Hall Master Xiao will not be defeated, right?"
Yang Liuqing was a little worried.
"Defeat?"
Yuan Nanwu shook his head and smiled: "Based on Du Fan's skills, he is still far behind."
"You are all optimistic that Hall Master Xiao's performance today is enough to be recorded in history."
In the ring, Du Fan is still showing off his power.
He even forced Xiao Feng into a corner several times.
According to the rules, as long as the opponent is knocked off the ring, it is considered a win.
But it happened to be just that little bit short, Xiao Feng just couldn't get down, and Du Fan was so anxious that he scratched his head and scratched his head.
"The black tiger takes out the heart!"
Du Fan's palm went straight to the opponent's heart.
Xiao Feng grabbed his finger and twisted it.
Du Fan's face twisted and he kicked the opponent's lower body.
Xiao Feng took a step back to avoid it, and Du Fan took the opportunity to punch him again.
'boom!'
With a muffled sound, Xiao Feng kicked him back four or five steps.
After Du Fan stood firm, he patted his chest with a mocking look on his face.
"Hmph, are you tickling me?"
"I really think highly of you. With your three-legged cat skills, you are not worthy of being my opponent."
Xiao Feng had no expression on his face and said quietly: "Master Du, if I'm not wrong, half of your energy has been consumed, and I haven't even started yet."
"What?"
Du Fan's face darkened. After these few rounds, he had indeed consumed a lot of energy.
On the surface, he had the upper hand, but in fact it was of no use. It just gave him an illusion.
Xiao Feng raised a finger: "It's enough to defeat you in one round."
"What? A round?"
"Don't be ashamed to talk so loudly here. I'll send you down first."
Du Fan suddenly came towards him and hit him directly in the chest with both fists.
Xiao Feng had no expression on his face and struck out with a palm to meet him.
'boom!'
With a loud bang, Du Fan flew backwards.
He fell face down to the ground so hard that his front teeth were knocked out and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.
The whole place fell silent, everyone was stunned.
"What?"
Du Zhengqun, the president of the Baishan Martial Arts Association, could not sit still.
He stood up suddenly and shouted: "Xiaofan, come down quickly, stop fighting."
"Dad, I haven't lost yet."
Du Fan spit out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and stood up.
Xiao Feng shook his head: "I advise you to stop fighting. Listen to your father and get off the ring."
"shut up!"
Du Fan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Xiao Feng, you forced me to do this."
"I wanted to save this trump card until the end, but in order to defeat you, I don't care anymore."
"The trump card?"
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment: "You practice Yixingquan, is there anything else?"
"Haha...you take care of it."
Du Fan laughed wildly, took out a red pill and swallowed it directly.
A few seconds later, his eyes were bloodshot and his skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What's even more frightening is that the veins on his neck swelled, and his whole person seemed to be in a state of rage.
Xiao Feng frowned, it looked like it was some kind of special medicine.
When he fought against the Falcon Team before, the opponent's leader, Eagle King, had used a human enhancement fluid, but it was injected with a syringe.
He didn't expect that Du Fan would actually use this kind of thing.
Everyone in the audience was shocked. In order to win, Baishan Martial Arts Club would do whatever it takes.