The leading man clenched his fists and walked out first.
"Who among you comes first?"
He is at least six feet tall, has a strong back and a strong waist, and moves like a hill.
"I'll do it."
Xiang Cheng walked out slowly, and the man looked contemptuous, "Are all of you from the Yunyin Sect like you, short and thin?"
Xiang Cheng's face suddenly turned dark.
He tolerated the provocation, but he absolutely couldn't tolerate the accusation that he was short.
"Ahem... Nariko, don't be angry, what he said is right..."
"Nariko, you guy, I'll deal with you later!"
"Hahaha……"
The two of them were talking and laughing as if there was no one around, not showing any signs of nervousness, which made Ling Xia's people very unhappy.
"You can still laugh now, but don't cry later!"
The big man shouted loudly and came over with a fist.
Snap.
Xiang Cheng caught it and couldn't help but move backwards, with a look of surprise on his face.
This man has some strange powers.
"Huh, what? This won't work? I only used less than 30% of my strength just now."
"Really? Then next time, can you use 10% directly? Please do it quickly, because we have something to do later." Xiang Cheng took out his ears and blew, looking very lazy.
"I hope you'll be able to do it with ease later."
He said and attacked again.
The opponent's punches were very fierce and he pressed forward step by step. Xiang Cheng kept dodging and did not take the initiative to attack.
"Well done, Senior Brother Du!"
"Come on, come on!"
Ling Xia's students kept cheering, and the big man's attacks on the field became more and more fierce. They almost hit the opponent several times, but in the end they were dodged.
"What do you think?"
Outside the court, Han Xin asked her.
"The opponent's speed is not good, so he uses brute force and uses only one move."
Han Xin chuckled, and as soon as the two of them finished speaking, they saw Xiang Cheng punching the opponent away.
Although the fist seemed to be light and airy, the opponent's mountain-like body flew directly out and hit the outside of the court hard.
It’s just one hit!
Ling Xia's students were in an uproar.
"Senior Brother Du!!"
They immediately stepped forward to help the man up, but the man pushed him away angrily and stared at him angrily.
"Concession."
Xiang Cheng said lightly to block all his unspoken anger.
In the end, I could only hold back my anger and retreat angrily.
"I'll go next!"
Another person stepped forward, this time it was Han Xin.
After exchanging more than ten moves with the opponent, he kicked him off the field with a merciless kick.
What a coincidence, even the flying position is exactly the same as Xiang Cheng's.
Ling Xuewei's mouth twitched as she looked down, this person was indeed the most sinister.
"Haha, okay, Xinzi, his skills have improved again! But he's still worse than me!" Xiang Cheng patted his shoulder heavily and laughed.
Han Xin rolled his eyes at him and didn't even bother to talk to him.
"Finally it's Junior Brother Mo, be careful."
"Oh, don't worry, if Junior Brother Mo takes action, there will definitely be no problem! Let's go!"
Ling Xuewei walked onto the field. At this moment, a group of people suddenly walked in from outside, "What happened?"
"It's Senior Brother Suo!!"
"Brother Suo!"
As soon as the visitor showed up, the expressions of the students here suddenly changed.
Automatically disperse and give way.
"What are you doing?"
"Senior Brother Suo, it's like this..."
Someone whispered something into his ear, and Senior Brother Suo glanced at them. These people immediately acted as if they had done something wrong and did not dare to fart.
"Take the initiative and lose two games in a row? You're a waste!"
No one else dared to say a word.
"Forget it, I'll settle the score with you later."
As he said that, Senior Brother Suo looked here and narrowed his eyes, "Isn't there one last game? I'll do it."
This sentence made Xiang Cheng and Han Xin frown.
"Temporary substitution? Don't you think so little of us?"
"Is there a rule that no substitutions can be made?"
Senior Brother Suo said calmly, "Since it's a competition, I'm also a student of Lingxia Academy, so why not?"
"But……"
Xiang Cheng and Han Xin could feel the difference between this person and those students.
I'm afraid this person will be difficult to deal with.
"Junior Brother Mo, I'll take this round!" Han Xin took the initiative to step forward.
"Fighting again? It's not impossible, if this person is afraid." Senior Brother Suo was obviously provoking.
Everyone else looked like they were watching the show.
"Need not."
Ling Xuewei gave the two of them a comforting look, then walked to the center of the field and said, "I'll do this round."
"This junior brother is very cheerful. Don't worry, I will be merciful and won't hurt you."
Senior Brother Suo Shi Shiran walked to the field, where there was already a clamor.
"Brother Suo, come on!"
"Defeat him! Let them know how powerful we are!"
"How dare you challenge Senior Brother Suo alone? I'm afraid he has never heard of Senior Brother Suo's name, right?"
Here, after hearing this sentence, Han Xin's expression suddenly changed.
His surname is Suo...could he be...
"Suo Xiangyang?"
"Xinzi, who is Suo Xiangyang?"
"You don't know? Didn't I tell you last time? I heard that he is an elite first-year disciple of Lingxia Academy. Our Junior Brother Hailing from Class A taught him before, but he was defeated. Junior Brother Hailing is a third-level Tianchu
Jie, you should know, right?"
"Well, it's him? Oh my god! Isn't Junior Brother Mo in danger?"
Xiang Cheng finally reacted.
The opponent is someone who can defeat the third level of Xuantian Realm. How could Junior Brother Mo be his opponent!
"Junior Brother Mo..."
"It's already too late." Han Xin stopped him, "But Junior Brother Mo is not that easy to deal with. Let's take a look first. If it doesn't work, we will stop him."
No matter what, they will not let Junior Brother Mo get hurt.
While talking, the competition on the field began.
"Looking at how young you are, you must be a new disciple, right? In this case, I will give you three moves. As long as you can get me out of this circle within three moves, you will win, how about that?"
The man named Senior Brother Suo slowly spoke.
“Senior Brother Suo is amazing!!”
"Brother Suo, come on! Defeat him!"
"Please."
He made a gesture.
Ling Xuewei nodded, suddenly arrived, spun around and kicked him in the chest.
Immediately, his expression changed.
To outsiders, this kick was just a light blow, but only Suo Xiangyang knew how heavy it was.
The muscles are trembling.
This kid is not simple!
But on the surface, he remains extremely calm.
"The first move."
Suo Xiangyang flicked the non-existent dust on his clothes and raised his chin, "There are two more moves."
Swish.
Afterimages flashed by, bang, and then there was another blow, hitting him right in the back!
He stumbled slightly and quickly regained his balance.
The bones creaked and pain hit him.
"Brother Suo!!"
Everyone heard the dull sound, even if they wanted to ignore it.
