Situ Liuyun's kick was merciless, and he kicked Murong Qing so hard that his face turned blue and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
Looks so miserable.
The surrounding area was quiet for a moment, and many people looked at each other in confusion.
After all, Murong Qing is also a top-ranked genius in Nanshan College, but now that he is suppressed by Situ Liuyun as soon as he comes on the stage, it is really beyond the expectations of many people.
The gap between the two of them is too big.
Ye Xiyue and Sihan exchanged a look.
——She just said that there is no comparison between Murong Qing and Song Yihan.
Even she couldn't guess Song Yihan's true strength and trump card. It was indeed a piece of iron.
As for Murong Qing... he seemed to be okay in the academy, but against a top genius like his superior Tu Liuyun, he immediately showed his disadvantage.
There is no suspense in this game.
...
Murong Qing covered her chest with one hand and stood up with difficulty.
In fact, at this time, there was also a huge turmoil in his heart.
He knew that Situ Liuyun was powerful, and if he wanted to win, it would be difficult.
But he didn't expect that he couldn't even resist the opponent's blow!
There were bursts of severe pain in his chest, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted, making him extremely uncomfortable.
He felt even more uncomfortable when he noticed the various gazes surrounding him.
He took a deep breath and began to mobilize his spiritual power crazily!
Then, he punched out!
"Blue Scale Fist!"
In an instant, spiritual energy gathered on his fist, and it quickly transformed into pieces of blue armor, hard and sharp!
It seemed that he had not prepared anything at all, he just shot out casually and punched out, his movements were loose, free and smooth.
However, in that seemingly casual gesture, one could faintly detect a hint of cold aura, surging in quietly!
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and the two fists clashed!
Murong Qing's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye!
He was only a peak spiritual master, but Situ Liuyun was a spiritual king. Their physical strength was not at the same level at all.
A dull, painful and numb feeling spread from the colliding fists.
However, at this moment, Situ Liuyun raised his eyelids, looked at him and smiled.
"That's all."
When Murong Qing saw his smile, her heart sank instantly!
Almost subconsciously, a strong uneasiness quickly surged in his heart.
This uneasiness drove him to retreat!
However, as soon as he moved his right foot and was about to take a half step back, Situ Liuyun in front of him moved!
He moves faster!
Without any hesitation, Situ Liuyun moved his wrist slightly, and his fist took the opportunity to send out a dark force that had been accumulated for a long time!
Click!
The crisp sound of bone cracking came.
A sharp pain came from his hand, and Murong Qing's face turned pale immediately.
This dark energy has not completely dissipated yet, it directly shocked his chest and made him spit out a mouthful of blood!
Situ Liuyun didn't give him any chance, he stepped forward and bullied him!
In an instant, the fist turned into a palm and attacked Murong Qing's neck!
Murong Qing only felt a chill on his neck, and before he had time to react, his neck suddenly tightened.
——Situ Liuyun's hand has clamped down on his neck! Murong Qing has no doubt that the person opposite can easily break his neck with just a little force!
