276. Chapter 276 The riot in the martial arts hall
Chapter 276 The riots in the martial arts hall
Next to the road, at the stall with a cloth strip of "Youjian Hotel", Uncle Tieshao stopped, took out his long pipe, stuffed it with tobacco, and after lit it, he took a few sips comfortably and started to sniffle. There was a vague satisfaction in his expression, as if something had been confirmed.
Looking at the dark light-brain screen opposite, Uncle Tie Shao murmured: "Haha, what do you know? When the power of a warrior resonates with the world, an incomprehensible mysterious magnetic field can be generated. These light-brain screens are only black screen faults and have no damage. They are already of excellent quality. This combat skill is really terrible! It can burst out with such power at this stage."
The smoke filled the air, covering Uncle Tie Shao's face, and his bronze face was faintly visible in the smoke, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
At this moment, a terrifying scene was reflected in Uncle Tie Shao's pupils. I saw a transparent dragon circling above the Emperor Feng Martial Arts Hall, with dragon scales as if they were about to descend to the world at any time.
Unfortunately, only Uncle Tie Shao could see this scene, and the others present were unaware of it.
"By the dragon-suppressing as the main principles, the four true meanings of martial arts are integrated to stimulate the mighty power between heaven and earth. The shock of this force actually formed a dragon-shaped magnetic field. A Yan's [Four Spirits Dragon Seal] has already seen the path. Alas, at the age of 16, what step can a young warrior who has understood this legendary skill in the future? Perhaps, he can become the real third generation of this combat skill..." Uncle Tie Shao whispered to himself.
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At the same time, at the entrance of a martial arts venue in the deepest part of Qianlong Courtyard, a thick wooden door opened. At the door was a girl sitting cross-legged. Her hair was as bright as a star, as thin as a little finger, and her light brown skin was as bright as a newborn baby, exuding an extremely healthy luster. Her delicate and picturesque face was natural and peerless, which was Lin Binglan.
She sat cross-legged at the door, her body was half a meter above the ground, floating in the air. From the early morning to now, Lin Binglan has maintained this position for more than 10 hours.
The body is suspended in the air and has no support. This is a landmark feature of a level nine warrior. The inner element cultivation reaches the level nine martial arts realm, and the Yuanli completely completes the feedback of the body. The warrior's physique changes from the outside to the inside, from the skin to the internal organs, and completely undergoes qualitative changes, so that the Yuanli can communicate naturally.
Therefore, only a warrior at the ninth-level martial arts realm can have various superhuman abilities. He is as light as a swallow, walking on waves, etc. These abilities do not require the energy in his body to be completed by relying solely on his physical body, which is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
If the inner element is activated, the body is used as a medium to communicate nature and understand the power of heaven and earth, the body will have a strange scene hanging in the air, as light as a feather.
However, even a level nine warrior hangs in the air for only 30 minutes, and the inner world will be unsustainable. However, Lin Binglan is easy to do, hanging cross-legged in the air, with a quiet face, and her eyes closed, as if she is enjoying the harsh winter sunshine.
Suddenly, Lin Binglan seemed to have some sense. He opened his eyes and looked at the center of the college. The colorful scenery in her eyes reflected a strange scene. In the center of the college, above the Emperor Feng Martial Arts Hall, a transparent dragon-shaped circling and flying, as if he was about to soar into the sky and break through the sky.
"Ah..." Lin Binglan exclaimed in a low voice, unable to maintain his body's suspended posture, and slowly landed on the ground.
Standing up and staring at the direction of the Emperor Feng Martial Arts Hall, Lin Binglan was silently ecstatic. After a while, she smiled and was very happy, murmured: "Is this Junior Sun Yan? His combat skills have finally made a breakthrough, and there are still 10 months left. Then I will go to the top of the Cloud Peak, and I am looking forward to it."
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At this time, the entire Emperor Feng Martial Arts Hall was in chaos and there were endless exclamations.
On the ring in the center of the venue, Zhao Jiuchen's Tianpeng spread his wings and was rushed by the unparalleled fist. The [90,000 Tianpeng Hands] that enveloped the entire audience was like paper, and was immediately broken.
Bang!
The surging power swept through, and Zhao Jiuchen was the first to be hit. His tall and burly body was blasted up like a ball, bounced to the top of the martial arts hall, hitting the roof dozens of meters high, and then in a free fall motion, falling straight down.
At such a height, even if Zhao Jiuchen's physical strength is far beyond ordinary people, it is easy to fall out of danger. If he accidentally hits the ground first, such a martial arts genius may be seriously injured and died on the spot.
Seeing this scene, the rescue team members next to him were ready, and a group of people rushed over quickly and barely caught Zhao Jiuchen, avoiding the danger of falling from high altitude.
On the ring, the referee in charge of this final had already jumped off the ring. His face was pale and bloodless, and he was cursing in his heart. If he had known that this final was so dangerous, he would not have fought for the qualification of the referee in this battle. How could this be considered a match for an intermediate warrior? The battle of the ninth-level warrior was not so exaggerated! The genius was a creature that hit people.
On the sidelines, the seed students from Xi'aoyuan looked extremely ugly. None of them expected that this final could reach such a level, which they could not touch at this stage.
Luo Shiyao's face was fading, her little hands tightly covered her lips, preventing her from exclaiming and losing her composure. She took a deep breath and whispered: "Lu Jian, I finally understand what you mean. Indeed, even if you can reach the final, even Zhao Jiuchen is now, you are not an opponent. As for this Sun Yan, it is even more..."
After trying to speak, Luo Shiyao smiled helplessly and said angrily: "Are all the teachers who recruited students blind? Let such students fall into the ordinary department. When this new student competition is over, I will see how the Student Affairs Office explains this big hole."
The enrollment matters of higher education colleges have always been handled by the Student Affairs Office, and a genius like Sun Yan was thrown into the ordinary department. It is rumored that when he first entered the school, the young man was treated unfairly in many aspects.
After this college competition, let’s not talk about anything else. Just to appease Sun Yan, the senior management of the college department will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly. Otherwise, after other famous universities know the situation, they will do everything possible to dig such a genius.
Lu Jian's face was bitter and said, "Wind Lingxue was injured before, and Sun Yan was furious. At that time, the aura she showed from him, I judged that his strength was far beyond others' estimates. Now it seems that I still underestimated him."
Not far away, a group of students from Qianlong Academy had a bleak face, with Feng Zhiming and Zheng Pengqiang's face even more ashamed. Before the final, the two despised Sun Yan for blind confidence, and dared to clamor for arbitrary clamor, trying to challenge their boss Zhao Jiuchen.
Now, the facts in front of them were like the cold wind outside, blew on their faces, like cutting them with a knife, causing a faint pain.
Next to him, Bai Zuwu sighed and muttered to himself, his voice was low: "Jiuchen! I have warned you a long time ago. Be careful that this young warrior who Sun Yan is recognized by Senior Sister Lin Binglan is not that simple. But I didn't expect that he was the kind of warrior whom grandfather mentioned, who mastered all the secrets of the martial arts field No. 38."
"Akimu, Yanyang, Ge Jin and Jihan, understand these four true meanings of martial arts, and can integrate them, and then gain insight into the skills of that combat skill. If I have the same excellent body, can I do this?" Bai Zuwu lowered his head, his expression dim.
After all, there are not so many ifs in this world.
On the other hand, a group of seed students from Donghuang Academy gathered together, and they were amazed. Long Ping'an and Green even shouted and kept cheering for Sun Yan.
"See, my brother is so awesome!" Long Ping'an was proud, as if he was standing on the ring.
"It's too fierce, too fierce! How did Ayan punch come out so fiercely?" Green was shocked, but his face showed a look of pride.
Previously, about Green, Long Ping'an, as a seed student of the Donghuang Academy, had a close relationship with a student from the ordinary department. Many people in the Third Academy of the Elite Department had a lot of complaints about this, thinking that this was a self-destruction.
Now, Green had a light on his face and thought to himself, grandchildren, please keep your eyes open and see, which one of our friends is not outstanding, but you short-sighted guys can compare with.
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On the ring, Sun Yan maintained a punching posture, his skin flowed with a strange luster, showing a jade-like texture, and the breath that burst out from his body was extremely strong, enough to crush a level 4 warrior.
After defeating [Ninety-Wan Tianpeng Hand] with one punch, the boxing intention that swept across the entire martial arts field did not dissipate, but became stronger and stronger, with vague signs of losing control and rampage.
At this time, Sun Yan's increasingly pale face showed this. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, he gritted his teeth, and tried to withdraw his fist, as if he wanted to slowly dissipate the force of the fist. However, the howling sounds above the entire martial arts hall became more and more violent, making people frightened.
"Oh no! He can't control this power."
"Absolutely, this fist is so powerful that it can stimulate the world and even a level nine warrior cannot beat it."
"Bad! You still have time to express your feelings. Get away quickly. The battle mark defense of this martial arts hall may not be able to defend against it."
Suddenly, the audience around him became panicked. If this punch could defeat Zhao Jiuchen in one fell swoop, wouldn’t it be a disaster for the fish? Even if the Emperor Feng Yan Martial Arts Hall is engraved with war mark defense, there is a precedent of Lin Tianwang before, who can guarantee whether Sun Yan’s punch will penetrate the war mark defense?
"Oh……"
Suddenly, Sun Yan shouted loudly, and the veins on his forehead opened angrily, as if he had enough energy to feed his breasts. He tried his best to retract his fist. However, as soon as the punch was halfway through, he was sweating profusely, sweating like oil, and could no longer support him.
boom!
Suddenly, this terrifying punch first slammed in the air, then deviated and headed towards the reviewing station.
Seeing this scene, many people present relaxed their faces, and then showed gloating. Their eyes were extremely vicious, and it was obvious that the place where the punch was exactly the position of Xu Zhengqing on the judges' stand.
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