"Damn it! He actually gave up automatically, is he a man?"
"Even if Yan Tianhua is so powerful, he should at least have a few fakes."
"Softie, what a softie! She is as timid as a mouse, not a man, extremely cowardly!"
This scene and this result made countless people lose their glasses.
Many people even gritted their teeth and scolded Long Ping'an for being timid as a mouse, and even a woman dared not respond. To these people who shouted, Long Ping'an silently replied: "If you have the ability, do you go up and fight with Yan Tianhua?"
This sentence made many people shut up completely. Yan Tianhua's infamy is well known. Whoever dares to tease this witch's temper is really impatient to live.
It was almost noon that the referee announced that the fourth battle of the quarterfinals was about to begin, with Sun Yan from the Ordinary Department against Bai Zuwu from Qianlongyuan.
This fourth battle also attracted the attention of everyone present. There are so many highlights in these two genius boys.
The day before yesterday, Sun Yan of the Ordinary Division was attacked and injured by the [Earth Yin Devouring Yuanworm]. It is said that he could not use the inner world in the near future. With such news, people once thought that this young man was like a popular person in the sky, fleeting and instantly prosperous.
However, in yesterday's battle, Sun Yan defeated all his opponents without using his Yuanli at all and entered the quarterfinals, which was really shocking.
Bai Zuwu of Qianlong Courtyard is ranked third in the seed student of Qianlong Courtyard, but like Jiang Mingjun of Xi'ao Courtyard, he has never been exposed to the mountains and rivers. Moreover, Bai Zuwu and Zhao Jiuchen are good friends. Many people believe that Bai Zuwu, like Jiang Mingjun, is the shadow of Zhao Jiuchen, and his strength is comparable to Qiu Wangchuan, the second seed of Qianlong Courtyard.
The showdown between these two genius boys made the audience full of expectations. After all, Sun Yan fought with his physical body alone, where is the bottom line of strength?
What is Bai Zuwu's strength? If Bai Zuwu successfully wins, the final of this class of freshmen's college competition will likely be that the two geniuses of Qianlong Academy will meet. Since three years ago, the Tianjiao Lin Binglan has been admitted to the school, Qianlong Academy will be the first of the elite three colleges. If this happens again in this class of college competition, then it will be difficult for other elite second colleges to raise their heads in the short term.
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when……
The bell of the fourth battle rang, and Sun Yan and Bai Zuwu stood on both sides of the ring, smiling, as if not preparing to fight, but a pair of friends were gathering.
"Hello, Xiaobai!"
"Student Sun Yan, you are so good!"
The first words of the two teenagers made the people present disappointed. Are these two people here to fight or chat?
Looking at Bai Zuwu with a smile on his face, Sun Yan tilted his head, frowned slightly, and said regretfully: "I didn't expect to meet Xiaobai, you in the quarterfinals. Originally, I really hoped that the opponent in the final was yours."
"Oh, I am the opponent in the final?" Bai Zuwu was surprised and couldn't help but smile: "Why isn't Jiuchen? Classmate Sun Yan, don't have confidence?"
Sun Yan shook his head and said, "Student Zhao Jiuchen is very good, but he is not as good as you."
As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone was shocked. No one expected that Sun Yan would say such words. Could it be that Bai Zuwu was hidden in the deepest way, but he was actually the strongest newcomer to Qianlong Academy?
The students of Qianlong Academy present looked at each other. Bai Zuwu was usually low-key and had no idea of his true strength. Is it true that Bai Zuwu's strength is still above Zhao Jiuchen, as Sun Yan said.
Bai Zuwu blinked his eyes and then laughed: "Student Sun Yan, you must have made a mistake. I can't beat Jiuchen, and I can only support it to 100 rounds at most."
Looking at the handsome young man with a calm and gentle cloud, Sun Yan showed a strange expression and said lightly: "If you really want to fight, you are indeed not a match for Zhao Jiuchen, but he is indeed not as good as you."
This sentence was contradictory, which made the audience confused and did not understand whether Sun Yan was not awake and how he spoke in a mess.
Only on the judges' stand, Huang Wanzhong's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, nodded without a trace, looked at Sun Yan's back, and looked surprised.
On the other side of the ring, Bai Zuwu's reaction was unexpected. He widened his eyes and showed a look of astonishment for the first time. He stared at Sun Yan deeply, and a little silent, and said with a wry smile: "Is Sun Yan really powerful. Among your peers, you are the first person to see through my situation. No wonder, no wonder..."
The audience was all experts. At this time, I heard a little smell. Could it be that Bai Zuwu had a secret illness that hindered his martial arts advancement? Sun Yan's implied that, in terms of martial arts talent alone, Bai Zuwu was actually above Zhao Jiuchen.
This guess made many people frightened. Zhao Jiuchen was the best. If Bai Zuwu's qualifications were better, what kind of amazing would it be?
"Haha, okay, I won't talk about this." Sun Yan laughed loudly and said loudly: "I have injuries on my body. Xiaobai, you are not suitable for a long battle. Now it's almost noon again, and I'm hungry. Let's fight quickly and decide the outcome in ten rounds. How about it?"
Bai Zuwu was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "Ten matches determine the outcome? Then I have taken a big advantage. Sun Yan, don't regret it."
"Haha, start..."
Before he finished speaking, Sun Yan took the lead in taking action, and moved his right shoulder and punched him out. With a hissing sound in the air, he saw a thin fist force as thin as a silk thread, winding and twisting, like a snake-shaped, attacking Bai Zuwu.
This punch does not contain the inner essence, but exerts the soft power to the extreme, just like a snake walking in nine bends. It is obviously not fast, but it is unpredictable.
Bai Zuwu smiled slightly and pointed out his fingers. His fingers were flexible, but he was just wrapped in this fist force. Suddenly, the fist force and the fingers were tangled together, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared intovisibility.
"Okay, come again!"
Sun Yan laughed loudly, his left fist penetrated straight, and a practice-like fist wind rushed straight away like an iron pillar.
After being extremely soft, it is extremely hard. The hardness and softness change, and the transmission and reception are from the heart!
Bai Zuwu stood up with his palm, his momentum was like a knife, and he was scattered and scattered. He cut the punch apart, splitting it up, and the scattered fist force flowed on the ring, blowing the hair on the referee's forehead.
"The third punch!" Sun Yan shouted softly and punched him again.
As the punch was swung, it was silent, and there was no trace of trace. It made people feel cold on their backs and pores all over their body stood up.
"The fist wind is breathless, this is the ultimate dark force!"
Bai Zuwu's eyes moved and he also swung his fist out. The fist was soft and weak, as if he had no strength in his body.
However, when the two boys swung their punches, a series of muffled sounds suddenly sounded in the center of the ring, as if two undercurrents collided under the deep sea, making a rustling sound.
Seeing this, Sun Yan's mouth curled slightly, "Good! Then try taking this punch again."
He raised his right fist and the muscles in his arm began to wriggle, and suddenly became thicker and then he raised his right arm flat and quickly compressed forward and back three times.
Woo..., a harsh sound rang throughout the audience, and the people present felt a roar of eardrums, causing a faint pain. This punch seemed to be the high-explosive punch force that Sun Yan defeated Jiang Mingjun, but it was also plausible.
"Oh my God, this is the power of folding fist!" In the audience, someone exclaimed.
This sentence changed many people's colors, and it was obviously not unfamiliar with the name Diquan Jin.
If this technique is supplemented with Neiyuan, a low-level warrior can easily be completed. However, if it is purely used to perform it with the physical body, it requires grasping one's own strength and reaching an amazing level of control.
Even the vast majority of high-level warriors may not be able to master this level.
The power of the folding fist power that Sun Yan used was so powerful that it not only required to master his own strength to a terrible level, but also his physical strength must also reach an amazing level in order to support this consumption.
Terrible physical strength!
The whistling and rapid fist wind left a straight mark on the flat ring, half an inch deep. The strong wind blew Bai Zuwu's clothes and even wanted to blow him away.
"call……"
Bai Zuwu let out a long breath. As he exhaled, his skin all over his body looked dark red, and strands of white air emerged from his pores, just like the color of a cooked lobster. At the same time, he stood up with his palm and raised his palm to meet him.
The palm was printed on this terrifying fist wind, and Bai Zuwu made a rubbing move, layer after layer, forcibly dissolving the punch. However, his face was dark red and pale, revealing a pathological blood color.
"The fifth round!"
Sun Yan's eyes narrowed, and the skin on his body also turned dark red, as deep as fire, and a hot breath came out of his body. His fists were closed in front of his chest, and his fists faced each other, making a mysterious fist mark.
The two fists are combined and the Yanyang seal is formed!
Suddenly, the fist print burst out with rays of hot light, as if a red sun rose eastward on the ring, shining brightly.
This punch mark was triggered by Sun Yanchun with the true meaning of Yan Yang, but it made people feel an irresistible power.
On the opposite side, Bai Zuwu was stunned and envious, and murmured: "Is Yan Yang's true meaning? His understanding of Yan Yang's true meaning has reached this level."
At this time, Sun Yan suddenly closed his fists, and the evolutionary red sun disappeared instantly. He dissipated the true meaning of Yan Yang, looked at Bai Zuwu, and said lightly: "I won't fight anymore, Xiaobai, you give up."
Give up?
When he heard Sun Yan say this, not only the audience, but also the people in the Yanwu Hall Square, were puzzled. This battle was obviously a situation of even force, so why did Bai Zuwu take the initiative to admit defeat?
Moreover, these two teenagers did not use inner energy and had a much greater control over physical strength than their peers. The people present were fascinated by the fact that how could they end up like this?
However, on the ring, Bai Zuwu smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Have you seen through this? Sun Yan, you are the guy I can't see through the most after my grandfather."
"Monster, I lost this battle."
As this young man who was like a light breeze took the initiative to admit defeat, the quarterfinals officially ended. The players who entered the top four were Zhao Jiuchen and Zhou Zhihao of Qianlong Academy, Yan Tianhua of Donghuang Academy, and Sun Yan of Ordinary Department.
This result is completely different from the list of the top four in the hospital before the competition.
On the judging stage, Huang Wanzhong sighed, looked regretful, and whispered: "It's a pity that ten rounds only reach the fifth round. I'm afraid I won't see these two young men competing on the same stage again in the future. It's a pity!"