Hearing this strange voice, Ye Fan and Guan Feihong turned around at the same time.
A man in his mid-twenties appeared in his sight. His brows were full of arrogance, his head was held high, his nostrils were raised to the sky, and he didn't look at anyone seriously at all.
He was wearing a black samurai uniform. He was tall and tall, his arms were as thick as an ordinary person's thighs, and his taut muscles were like copper poured into iron. They contained explosive power that would burst the clothes.
Even from a certain distance, one can feel a strong and domineering aura.
There is no doubt that this person is the genius ranked eighth on the Hidden Dragon List, the eldest son of the Luo family in Jizhou——
Luoyang!
Guan Feihong was originally prepared to settle the matter, but Luo Yang took advantage of him and acted like a good boy, and actually provoked him unscrupulously in full view of the public.
At this moment, Guan Feihong could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, his hair stood on end, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Huh... Luo Yang, don't think that with the support of the Jizhou Luo family, you can do whatever you want. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
"cut!"
Luo Yang curled his lips disdainfully, crossed his arms on his chest, held his head high, and said disdainfully:
"Although your Guan family is a remnant of the previous dynasty, you can only show off to the world! Want to show off in front of me? Don't even consider your own abilities!"
"presumptuous!"
Guan Feihong roared loudly, his narrow eyes half-squinted, glowing with a dark light, staring at Luo Yang, wishing he could eat him alive.
"Luo Yang, do you dare to challenge me? Whoever wins will get that luxury apartment!"
As Guan Feihong spoke, he rubbed his hands and stretched his body. His major joints made a "crackling" sound, and his muscles and bones moved like thunder.
Hearing this, Luo Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said disdainfully:
"Haha... As far as I know, you lost to that guy Zhao Ye half a year ago! And Zhao Ye was defeated by me! With your meager skills, you still want to challenge me? You can't even carry my shoes.
!”
"court death!"
Guan Feihong, who had always been proud and arrogant, had never been humiliated like this. His eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he was ready to go, with a fierce momentum coming out of his body.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue was tense and extremely tense, as if an unprecedented war would break out in the next moment.
At the same time, the movement here also attracted the attention of many guests in the lobby.
Soon, someone recognized their identities and couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Huh? Isn't this Guan Feihong, a close disciple of the Tianxuan Sect?"
"Tsk tsk... The person opposite is Luo Yang from the Jizhou Luo clan. His ranking on the Qianlong list is two places higher than Guan Feihong's!"
"I didn't expect...the two of them started fighting before the Qingyun trial even started!"
"There's a good show to watch! Another fight between dragons and tigers!"
…
At this moment, Luo Yang suddenly had a strange smile on his face and said:
"Guan Feihong, you are ranked tenth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and you can barely be considered a master! However, I am no longer as strong as eighth!"
"boom!"
At this moment, Luo Yang's aura was rising steadily, and his figure suddenly grew taller, turning into a two-meter giant man.
The black samurai uniform was completely torn apart and torn into pieces, revealing his muscular upper body.
The tense muscles are like cutting with a knife and an axe, and like pouring gold, giving people a strong visual impact, as if a random punch can crack mountains and crack rocks.
"Ho ho ho..."
The next moment, Luo Yang roared loudly, and above his head, the shadows of five elephants appeared out of thin air, giving people the feeling of being as heavy as a giant, as if they were going to crush the sky and crush the earth.
The surrounding space seemed to be frozen.
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, the warriors watching the excitement around them couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, their whole bodies were shaken violently, as if they were being shocked by electricity, as if a pair of invisible hands had pinched their hearts hard, and they were almost suffocating.
It took more than half a minute before someone came back to his senses and said in shock:
"Oh my god! This is the power of five dragons and five elephants!"
"The power of Luo Yang's punch now is probably nearly 100,000 kilograms!"
"If the Hidden Dragon Ranking were to be rearranged now, Luo Yang would probably be ranked among the top five!"
On the other side, Guan Feihong's expression was extremely ugly, and a large drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Six months ago, when Luo Yang defeated Zhao Ye, who was ranked ninth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, he only mastered the power of four dragons and four elephants.
Guan Feihong never expected that Luo Yang would break through again in such a short period of time!
In "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu", every breakthrough level is equivalent to a qualitative leap for the warrior.
One dragon and one elephant are equivalent to about 20,000 kilograms of strength, while five dragons and five elephants are equivalent to one hundred thousand kilograms, or fifty tons!
Just imagine, the power of Luo Yang's punch is equivalent to a fifty-ton giant hitting the enemy.
Moreover, fifty tons of power are all compressed into the fist, and the lethality increases exponentially.
No matter how confident Guan Feihong is, he would not dare to challenge him head-on!
…
At this moment, Luo Yang suddenly moved and took a step forward.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise in the lobby, and the marble floor was instantly cracked, with stone chips flying.
The power of one step is like the reincarnation of an overlord.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Luo Yang took nine steps forward in a row, each step becoming more powerful and stronger.
When he reached the ninth step, dense cracks appeared on the ground behind him, as if he had been bombarded by a cannon.
Such power is truly terrifying.
At this moment, he was only a few meters away from Guan Feihong.
Guan Feihong's face was pale and bloodless, as if he had been frightened. He stood there, unable to move, unable to muster any fighting spirit.
Even though there has not been a formal confrontation, he knows that he is definitely not Luo Yang's opponent.
Maybe if you meet face-to-face, you will be defeated and risk serious injury.
Under the gaze of everyone, Luo Yang did not go on a killing spree, but rather restrained his momentum, raised his head high, and said disdainfully:
"Guan Feihong, now...you should know the difference in strength between us! I want to steal a room from you because I think highly of you! If you are sensible, please bow your head and admit your mistake. From now on, avoid me when you see me!"
Otherwise, don’t blame my subordinates for being ruthless!”
At this moment, Luo Yang was so domineering that he completely ignored Guan Feihong and trampled him under his feet.
But the warriors watching the battle in the distance acted as if they were taking it for granted.
In the ancient martial arts world, the ancient laws of the jungle are followed.
The weak will eat the strong, and the king will become the king and the enemy will lose!
Big fists are the last word!
Since Guan Feihong's skills are not as good as others, he should give in.
And what happened here may not take long to spread throughout the ancient martial arts world.
By then, Guan Feihong will become a laughing stock and be ridiculed by others.
His pride will most likely leave an indelible shadow and even create inner demons, making it difficult to advance further.
…
Looking at Guan Feihong who was standing there blankly, Luo Yang seemed to be a little impatient with the wait. He glared hard, waved his fist and threatened:
"Hey...I gave you the opportunity. If you don't cherish it, I will make you pay with blood today!"
As he spoke, Luo Yang's body once again erupted with murderous intent, overwhelmingly pressing towards Guan Feihong.
In the midst of murderous intent, Guan Feihong's body was trembling.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
He has lost the will to fight, and now he has an illusion, as if he has transformed into a lonely boat in the storm, swaying uncertainly, and may be swallowed at any time.
At this moment, Ye Fan, who had been silent next to him, suddenly stood up.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
He walked quickly to Guan Feihong and resisted the pressure from Luo Yang for him.
"call……"
Guan Feihong suddenly felt relieved and breathed heavily. He looked at Mark and said gratefully: "Mr. Bai, thank you!"
However, on the opposite side, Luo Yang showed a sullen expression, glared at Ye Fan fiercely, gritted his teeth and said: "Who are you? How dare you meddle in other people's affairs and interfere in the grudges between me and Guan Feihong!"
"snort!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly, and the pair of eyes under the mask bloomed with a soul-stirring cold light, like a sharp sword cutting through thorns, piercing straight towards Luo Yang, and said in a hoarse voice:
"It depends on the owner to beat a dog! Although Guan Feihong is ineffective, he is my follower after all! If you insult him one after another, you are not giving me face!"