On the ground, the lion beast was still fighting fiercely with a group of embodied people, and it was extremely cruel; but on the other side of the ground, Feng Shaoyang was riding on Zhou Hu's body and was dealing blows face to face.
"Your name is Zhou Hu, right..."
"You're just hiding in your bastard's shell and can't come out, right..."
"You're the only one who said arrogantly that you wanted to cripple me..."
Every time he said a word, Feng Shaoyang would punch him. People outside could not see the situation inside and could only judge the situation based on the sound.
At first, Zhou Hu was still very stubborn and was holding on to death, "If you have the ability, beat me to death. I won't admit defeat anyway!"
But after the sound of Feng Shaoyang's fist for about a few breaths, Zhou Hu immediately changed his tune, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...
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The people around were shocked when they heard these words.
Ouch, Zhou Hu was beaten to tears?!
Just hit it in the face?!
Everyone immediately had a picture in their mind, and then there was a snicker of "Kuchikukuchi" outside the venue, "This literary cultivator from Daxuan Kingdom is so wicked. He only hits people in the face, but I like it!"
"Now let's see if the brats from Dali Kingdom still dare to sneer."
"Well done!"
On the other side, Wen Liang looked at the sudden reversal of the situation. He was stunned for a long time, but he quickly came to his senses, then looked at Su Pingan and said, "Is this how you teach Feng Shaoyang to turn defeat into victory?"
Su Pingan quickly waved his hand and said: "Hey, this has nothing to do with me. I just taught him how to break the opponent's defense, but I didn't teach him to hit people in the face. Tsk tsk... This guy is too cruel. Hahaha..."
"..."
Wenliang was speechless.
"enough!"
Seeing that Feng Shaoyang showed no sign of stopping, Elder Shen Qing of Dali Kingdom couldn't bear it any longer after hearing Zhou Hu's screams, and immediately stood up to stop him, but he didn't expect that Feng Shaoyang below didn't seem to hear him.
, still beating Zhou Hu non-stop, "I won't let you go anymore. Do you dare to be arrogant in front of me?!"
"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, stop fighting..." Zhou Hu couldn't speak clearly.
Shen Qing was furious when he saw this, and then he looked directly at Elder Chun and shouted: "A dignified liberal arts academy, passed down by Confucian sages, but the students are so disrespectful and cruel. Is this how your liberal arts academy teaches students?"
When Elder Chun saw that Shen Qing couldn't help but jump out, his face immediately changed from the previous displeasure to pride. He immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, then he also walked out and said: "First of all, beat up the people from Canaan College in Dali Country."
He is not a student of our liberal arts college; secondly, this is a martial arts competition, and any fight in the field is in compliance with the rules, so there is no cruelty. As for what you said about "disrespecting one's superiors", it is even more of a joke. Who do you think you are?
Can things be called the elders of our Daxuan National Culture Cultivator?!"
What Elder Chun said was merciless, especially the last sentence, which was full of disdain and ridicule. It was like rubbing the opponent's face to the ground.
Elder Shen Qing had never suffered such a shameful humiliation. In addition, he had a grudge with Elder Chun. He immediately exploded when he heard this, "Chun Changsheng, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
When they heard the name of the other party, everyone in the liberal arts college was stunned. They finally knew Elder Chun's name, and it turned out to be 'Chun Changsheng'.
Elder Chun faced Elder Shen Qing's question and said very forcefully: "So what? Who told you, Dali Country, to be shameless and use your own cultural treasures to support other people's competition first? You still have the nerve to say that I am looking for trouble, and you still want to No shame."
"Ahhhhh... I'm so angry!"
Elder Shen Qing couldn't defeat Elder Chun, and he was so angry that he immediately took a picture of Elder Chun and shouted: "Okay, then I will come and teach you about Chun Changsheng. Is it okay for you in the past four years?" My cultivation level has improved again, otherwise how could I dare to be so presumptuous!"
"Well done, I just want to settle old scores with you!"
Elder Chun snorted coldly. He was not timid at all. He jumped up in the air, the literary energy in his body erupted instantly, and struck Elder Shen Qing with a palm.
boom!
Two powerful energies erupted and then turned into a storm, sweeping directly across all directions.
boom……
Under this energy, Su Ping'an and others were shocked and quickly backed away, and then a group of people were stunned.
"What's going on? Why did they start fighting again?"
"Oh my god, what a powerful energy wave, it's so scary!"
"No, run away quickly. These are two Wenzongs fighting. If you are not careful, you will be affected."
"What, Wenzong?!"
Upon hearing that it was two Wenzongs fighting, those Xianxiu who were still watching the excitement, whether they were from Dafeng Country or Dali Country, hurriedly retreated backwards.
Wenzong's fight was extraordinary. The energy erupted from a single blow was not something that a scribe could withstand. In other words, only scribes in the realm of scribes were qualified to watch the battle.
Boom boom boom...
In this short period of time, Elder Chun and Elder Shen Qing had already exchanged more than a dozen blows. Neither of them used any moves, they just used their literary energy to fight.
There were constant explosions on the field, like thunder shaking the sky, and the shock wave formed by the powerful energy was like a tsunami. Wave after wave continued to impact the four directions, causing the casual cultivators to run a hundred meters away and had to Continuing to retreat back, even Su Ping'an and the others had to quickly hold up their Wen Qi to block the impact of these Wen Qi energy.
What's more, the embodied characters in Feng Shaoyang's paintings and the lion-eating beasts embodied in Zhou Hu's paintings were crushed and collapsed in just the blink of an eye by the energy of the two Wenzongs. For the sake of ink and literary spirit, they collapsed between heaven and earth.
At the same time, Feng Shaoyang, who was still beating Zhou Hu underground, was shaken. The real person was defeated, and he was somewhat implicated. His energy rebounded, and he couldn't help but groaned, and the corners of his mouth overflowed. A trace of blood appeared on his face, and the injury made him calm down. Then he wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and asked with confusion on his face: "What happened? Why did my embodied character suddenly disappear? Why did the ground shake so hard?"
Looking at Zhou Hu again, this guy has already been beaten into a pig's head, and his whole body has gained a lot of weight. If he jumps out now, no one will recognize that he is Zhou Hu.
The lion-eating beast was destroyed, and Zhou Hu was shaken and coughed out a mouthful of blood. In addition, he was beaten by Feng Shaoyang before, and now he was injured even more, and he passed out directly.
Seeing that the latter had fainted, Feng Shaoyang threw Zhou Hu away, and then slowly looked outside through the hole above his head. However, when he saw the strong wind howling and the explosion of cultural energy outside, he was dumbfounded. "What happened? Why are they fighting again?!"
Boom boom boom...
"Shen Qing, I haven't seen you for four years. Your cultivation level hasn't improved much."
Bang bang bang...
"You, the immortal old dog, are nothing more than this. You are still as vulnerable as you were four years ago!"
Elder Chun and Shen Qing were quarreling and scolding each other, and the scoldings were also very unpleasant, and the scene between the two of them became more terrifying. A large area of land was lifted up by Wenqi, as if it was hit by a tornado.
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When Su Ping'an and the others saw this scene, they had to retreat quickly for fear of being affected. At the same time, they all sighed with emotion: "Wenzong's move is indeed the fart of a god - extraordinary!"
