"Brother Zhengcheng has been promoted to the ninth rank?"
"It's not a good thing for Yang Ningfeng to break through until it's close! Yang Ningfeng is in danger now!"
"Actually, does anyone know Yang Ningfeng's true strength now?"
"Anyway, I can't tell. Maybe the clan leader knows something about it."
"Ninth-level scholar, an existence close to the master's rank, huh, Yang Ningfeng won't be so majestic for long this time!"
"I am still optimistic about Yang Ningfeng, because even a ninth-level scholar cannot defeat Yang Lei so easily. Yang Lei is an eighth-level scholar!"
"Do you think Yang Ningfeng is already a master? How is this possible?"
"I also think it's impossible. Not long ago, he was a fifth-level scholar. Although I don't know the reason now, his strength suddenly improved by leaps and bounds. But in a few months, he can't break through from the fifth-level scholar to the master level.
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"Haha, if this is true, then he is no longer a human, he is a monster!"
"Actually, it's pointless for us to speculate here. Now Yang Zhengcheng is a ninth-level scholar. If Yang Ningfeng can still defeat Yang Zhengcheng, it proves that Yang Ningfeng's strength may now be a ninth-level scholar, or he may actually be a master!
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Yang Zhengcheng's words suddenly caused many people to whisper.
"Yang Zhengcheng actually made a breakthrough! Ninth-level scholar, well, it just gives me a chance to take a good look at Yang Ningfeng's true strength." Yang Xuanhong's thoughts flashed.
The two people on the stage were not among the whispers.
Hearing Yang Zhengcheng's self-declaration that he was a ninth-level scholar, Yang Ningfeng's eyes only became slightly serious, without any fear, and sneered: "So what if you are a ninth-level scholar, I can still knock you down.
And you will lose miserably, miserably!" Yang Zhengcheng wanted to break his legs, which would be equivalent to killing him. Yang Ningfeng no longer had any kinship with Yang Zhengcheng in his heart.
Again, if you treat him well, he will repay you double. If you treat him badly, he will repay you double!
"Really? Then let's see which of us suffers!"
When it comes to this point, there is no need to say anything more. They have completely torn their faces apart. Although they are the same race, they are now mortal enemies. Yang Zhengcheng's mouth turned into a cruel arc, and his arms
With a flash, the whole person rushed towards Yang Ningfeng like a sharp sword.
Yang Ningfeng's slightly squinted eyes suddenly widened, revealing an extremely sharp light. He stared at Yang Zhengcheng as if he were staring at the monster beast that tore him to death in the blood tiger space. When Yang Zhengcheng rushed closer,
At this moment, Yang Ningfeng slammed his foot on the ground, and then rushed forward. The huge force made his shoes and the ring surface make a rapid friction sound.
The two people were approaching quickly, Yang Zhengcheng snorted again, and the momentum of his rush suddenly faltered, and then his footsteps slipped to the side, and he was at the side of Yang Ningfeng in an instant. This step was really clean and neat, and it was extremely beautiful, and it was actually a move.
He developed a magical footwork. Apparently he had studied the footwork in depth after playing against Yang Ningfeng before.
However, Yang Zhengcheng's changes were ingenious, but Yang Ningfeng was even better. When Yang Zhengcheng reached his side and had no time to take action, Yang Ningfeng's body that was moving forward suddenly stopped suddenly, and stopped on the spot, and then his feet were not exposed.
The trace stretched out and turned to the front of Yang Zhengcheng again.
Yang Xuanhong's eyes immediately froze as he watched, with a somewhat dignified look on his face. He had seen Yang Ningfeng's footwork several times, but every time it still gave him a mysterious, profound, unpredictable, and uncaptured look.
Feel.
Yang Zhengcheng's expression also changed. He knew that despite this period of research and pondering, he still couldn't figure out Yang Ningfeng's footwork, so he simply felt cruel. When Yang Ningfeng turned to him, he suddenly exerted force, and his right fist was like
Like thunder, it struck directly at Yang Ningfeng's Adam's apple.
If he is hit, Yang Ningfeng will immediately suffocate and his life will be at risk. Since he is a mortal enemy, of course he will not have any mercy. If he does not take action, it will be a fatal move.
Just when Yang Zhengcheng's fist came to attack, Yang Ningfeng's hand suddenly stretched out like lightning. With a flash of his left hand, he unexpectedly grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's powerful fist, and then followed it along
Yang Zhengcheng's power trajectory moves forward.
Yang Zhengcheng was shocked, and his center of gravity suddenly lost control. When he hurriedly nailed his feet to the ground, trying to control his body that had lost its center of gravity, Yang Ningfeng's right fist was already the most powerful move in a leopard punch.
The simplest and most direct straight punch is struck out boldly, as fast as a leopard, and as fast as the wind.
Yang Zhengcheng's heart sank, and he turned his left hand into a palm and slapped Yang Ningfeng's fist.
However, when the fist that was meant to be a simple one was about to be hit by Yang Zhengcheng's palm, he suddenly lifted it up slightly. Just this lift, like a stroke of genius, almost pressed the back of Yang Zhengcheng's palm in an instant.
Then it jumped forward and hit Yang Zhengcheng straight under the ribs.
boom!
The fist hit his ribs, making a muffled sound. Yang Zhengcheng's face showed pain, and he was knocked back.
But Yang Zhengcheng's hand was still held by Yang Ningfeng. When Yang Zhengcheng retreated, Yang Ningfeng's hand that grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's fist suddenly moved upward with a strong force.
There was an uproar in the entire audience. Amid everyone's shock, an astonishing scene happened!
The second-ranked master of the younger generation of the Yang family, who had just broken through to the ninth rank, was full of confidence. He wanted to avenge Yang Zhengcheng, who was humiliated when he kidnapped Yang Ningfeng but was slapped by Yang Wenxuan. Forcibly, Yang Ningfeng slapped his whole body.
He stood up, his feet lifted off the ground, and his body rose sideways uncontrollably.
boom!
Just when Yang Zhengcheng was lifted to the top of his head, a violent cold light flashed in Yang Ningfeng's eyes. His knees sank slightly, and an astonishing burst of sound suddenly sounded. The Tyrant Dragon Fist was directly aimed at Yang Zhengcheng who was lifted up by him.
The waist and eye area were smashed.
Balong Fist, at this time it may be more appropriate to call it Shenglong Fist.
Fist strength, such an angry dragon comes out of the sea and soars into the sky!
boom!
When this punch hit Yang Zhengcheng's waist, Yang Ningfeng's hand that grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's fist suddenly loosened. The powerful punch force, two powerful and dark impacts, injured the flesh and shattered the bones.
The collision was rising upwards. When the person was rising into the air, the sound of Katcha's bones was broken unexpectedly followed, and several bones in his body were directly broken by the punch.
"ah!"
The severe pain made Yang Zhengcheng unable to control it anymore. When he fell from the air, he let out a miserable howl of pain and fear.
"Oh my god, Yang Zhengcheng is already a ninth-level scholar, and Yang Ningfeng can still make him lose so quickly. What kind of strength does Yang Ningfeng have now!!"
Except for Yang Wenxuan and Yang Wenxiong, who only had a look of surprise in their eyes, the other people who had no idea about Yang Ningfeng's strength were completely shocked!
After so easily defeating an opponent with a ninth-level talent, even the city lord Tang Gubei, who came to watch the battle and was known as the number one master in Wu Ning City, had a slightly moved expression. At the same time, his eyes flashed brightly, with a look of determination.
It seemed that at this moment, he made some important decisions.
"If you want to break one of my legs, then I'll take both of your legs!"
Looking at Yang Zhengcheng who fell down, Yang Ningfeng had a ferocious look on his face, and words that made Yang Zhengcheng's soul burst out from between his teeth.
"me!"
Yang Zhengcheng felt from Yang Ningfeng's tone that this guy dared to say and do something, so he thought of his tragic fate after his two legs were broken, and finally became completely frightened, opened his mouth, and screamed.
However, what he screamed out was a scream of pain!
Yang Ningfeng suddenly jumped up, and then punched Yang Zhengcheng's thigh hard. The pain was so severe that Yang Zhengcheng couldn't even say anything about admitting defeat, and it turned into a scream.
But this was just the beginning. Just as he hit Yang Zhengcheng's thigh, Yang Ningfeng suddenly reached out with both hands, grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's shirt with his left hand, grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's pants with his right hand, and then pressed down hard. At the same time, Yang Ningfeng's
Lift your right knee upward.
Kacha's right leg pressed heavily against Yang Zhengcheng's thigh. There was a fracture sound, and Yang Zhengyou's left leg was directly fractured by the impact!
One leg was broken, and Yang Zhengcheng almost fainted from the severe pain that penetrated his bone marrow.
ah!
The screams were extremely shrill.
"One more!"
But Yang Ningfeng ignored Yang Zhengcheng's screams, as if he hadn't heard them. His face was extremely cold, and he grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's clothes and lifted them up with both hands. His next goal was to break Yang Zhengcheng's right leg.
I'll break your legs and keep my word.
"don't want!"
Seeing this on the stage, Yang Zhengcheng finally woke up from the shock and slowly exhaled in panic.
"Ningfeng!"
There are also many people who Yang Ningfeng values in his heart.
"I surrender!"
Because of the exclamations of these people, Yang Ningfeng paused for a moment. After this pause, Yang Zhengcheng finally found the opportunity to spit out these three words from his mouth in a roaring manner. He roared in horror and tried his best.
It was so hysterical that even the energy he used to drink milk was used to yell these three words.
If you don't yell, it won't work. If you don't yell, just lower your voice. This guy is simply a devil. He will really break his other leg. Breaking another leg, even if it is cured in the future, will affect the future even more.
For a martial artist with strong self-esteem, this is the most fatal thing.
If Yang Ningfeng wanted to take his life now, maybe Yang Zhengcheng wouldn't be so afraid.
Death is not terrible, it's over once and for all. The most terrible thing is that life is worse than death, living in a helpless existence and being ridiculed with cold eyes. This is something Yang Zhengcheng, who has a high self-esteem, cannot accept!
Suddenly, he understood a little bit how Yang Ningfeng felt when he was regarded as a waste!
"Admit defeat?"
But just as Yang Zhengcheng shouted to admit defeat, he heard Yang Ningfeng's indifferent whisper.
"don't want……"
Yang Zhengcheng's heart trembled violently. This whisper was full of indifference and murderous intent. He knew what Yang Ningfeng was going to do, so he screamed in fear and struggled desperately.