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() "Finished!" Yang Ming's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and his right hand's bloody battle sword was fierce and he slashed hard towards the ground.

"Puchi--"

The hard ground is as fragile as tofu under the light of the bloody knife, and is easily penetrated.

"boom--"

The earth not far away in front of Yang Ming suddenly exploded, and boundless smoke and dust scattered everywhere.

A figure like an offline arrow flew out from the depths of the ground, crossing the voids, and hitting Yang Ming's heart.

It’s Leng Feng!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Yang Ming shouted loudly, and stepped forward like a madman who killed the world with blood.

With his wrist flipped, the bloody battle sword was strongly strong and swept out, and strongly met the silver battle sword that Leng Feng stabbed directly.

However, the expected violent collision did not occur.

As soon as the Blood Se Battle Knife and the Silver Se Battle Sword came into contact, Yang Ming was shocked to realize that it was not good.

He found that the silver se battle sword that Leng Feng stabbed straight into was just a flower stand, and it was as if it had slashed into the air, with no power at all.

In this situation where it could be said to be empty, Yang Ming couldn't help but stagger.

Although he stood firm and had full defense with his proud cultivation and rich combat experience, he immediately stood firm and had full defense, but it was too late!

Leng Feng swung and suddenly bullied his body, his arms wrapped around Yang Ming's waist like steel hoops.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom-"

The fiery and dazzling third-level fire-generating golden fighting energy penetrates the body, bursts wildly, and turns into powerful propulsion forces.

Leng Feng and Yang Ming were like shells coming out of the cauldron, and rushed towards the edge of the competition platform.

By this time, Leng Feng’s intention was already very obvious.

He wanted to hold Yang Ming and rush to the competition stage together, and lose both to the game.

Leng Feng is really calculating!

At this time, he was almost exhausted from his golden fighting energy in the third-level mid-level fire. He was injured in many places on his body. He lost a lot of blood, and his combat power was seven or eight.

But Yang Ming is different. He is holding a bloody battle knife, violent and invincible, and has amazing combat power.

Even if you are at the peak of 100%, you will definitely have a level of more than 80%.

If Leng Feng could defeat Yang Ming with a serious injury, it would definitely be a big profit!

"Leng Feng, let me go!" Yang Ming's face was furious, his blonde hair stood up, and the blood evil spirit swept across Wanfang.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-"

Yang Ming's third-level Dacheng Dou Qi was violently activated, and with an angry wave slamming the shore, violently attacking Leng Feng's body, who was so close to him, wanted to shake him away.

However, Leng Feng, who was gambled at this time, had a firm will as strong as steel, so he was not so easy to shake.

Even though the mouth and nose bleeding continued, blood flowed on his right shoulder, and his chest, abdomen and ribs were broken. His arms always firmly locked Yang Ming's body and arms, preventing Yang Ming from breaking free from his arms. He used the Blood Evil Pluto Sword.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom bo

Leng Feng's powerful third-level fire genus xing golden fighting spirit exploded through the void and constantly forced out powerful earth-shaking momentum.

Among them, there is a tragic spirit of moving forward, fighting without one's own enemies, never giving up.

Soon, Yang Ming was forced to the edge of the competition platform!

It’s almost time to fall off the competition stage with Leng Feng!

Countless students and mentors from the audience held their breath at this moment, staring at the same time, their eyes widened, and their eyes were tightly concentrated on the competition stage, waiting for the results to be announced.

"Drink!" Yang Ming's eyes were red and his chest was infuriated. With a loud shout, his body suddenly leaned forward, with a loud bang, and a head hammer hit Leng Feng's back hard.

"Puff..." Leng Feng's mouth was bleeding and his body shook violently. He felt that his internal organs seemed to be smashed under Yang Ming's head hammer.

The third-level fire-generating golden fighting spirit of the third-level fire, which was almost dispersed by one blow.

However, Yang Ming was not having a good time.

The head is the key to human beings, and sometimes it is even more delicate and important than the heart.

Using your head as a weapon, blessing the Dou Qi, and smashing Leng Feng's third-level to become a golden Dou Qi is undoubtedly a crazy move.

The violent shock and dizziness, accompanied by the severe pain like millions of steel needles, instantly hit Yang Ming's mind. His face was now covered with blood flowing out of his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.

But even when the battle between the two of them reached this point, it was still not over!

"roar!"

"drink!"

Yang Ming and Leng Feng roared and roared, as if they were crazy, and continued to foster strength and fight strongly.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom bo

Leng Feng used all his strength to activate the third-level gold fighting spirit, exploding the void, forcing him to release powerful propulsion, wanting to push Yang Ming off the competition stage.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

Despite the pain of violent shock in his head, Yang Ming tried his best to use his head hammer and repeatedly bombarded Leng Feng's back, trying to smash him open and break free from the constraints.

Neither of them was willing to take a step back, and neither of them wanted to be what each other wanted!

The bright red sticky blood covered the faces of both of them.

The pain of the body that exceeded the limit of endurance was now forced to suppress by them with their strong and firm will.

A crazy expression appeared on the faces of both of them.

Even the extremely dazzling third-level golden fighting spirit and the great rippling sky that shines in all directions are in glorious under the crazy and tragic momentum of the two of them.

What is tragic?

That's it!

What is the desire to fight like crazy?

That's it!

What is the fight between life and life?

That's it!

In the competition stage, countless students and mentors watched wide eyes, staring blankly at Leng Feng and Yang Ming who were fighting wildly on the competition stage, with different expressions on their faces.

Some people were silently amazed and sincerely admired the fighting spirit of the two of them.

Some people looked confused and didn't understand why Yang Ming and Leng Feng did this for this game that had no practical significance.

Some people were passionate and excited, with flames burning in their chests, wishing they could replace Yang Ming and Leng Feng, and they also came on stage to have a refreshing and fierce battle.

Some people nodded secretly and showed relief.

...

Taslo, the dean of the Wangcheng Magic Martial Arts Academy, raised his eyebrows, as if he had sensed something. He suddenly stepped forward, raised his big hand, stretched his five fingers, and pressed down in the air.

"boom--"

A sacred and shiny palm transformed out of thin air, roaring and flying, covering Yang Ming and Leng Feng.

A wisp of holy light emerged, like a dragon and a snake, wandering freely, easily separating the two of them.

Under the nourishment of the power of holy light, the two of them, who had almost exhausted their oil, their faces quickly improved, and the blood in the wound stopped.

"The hour of the game has come." Taslo's voice was like a big bell, as if it contained strange magic, and easily suppressed the whole audience's voice, "This competition between Leng Feng and Yang Ming...

draw!"

In other words, Leng Feng and Yang Ming both lost the qualification to continue the competition.

Hearing Taslo's words, he had already reached his limit. Yang Ming and Leng Feng, who were standing upright with only a strong will, relaxed their hearts, rolled their eyes, and fell to the ground and fell into a coma with a thump.

.

Seeing this scene, a large number of medical staff from the Wangcheng Magic Martial Arts Academy did not dare to neglect them. They quickly came on stage. While carrying them off the martial arts competition, they also provided follow-up treatment for them.

Because Taslo, the great master of Light, who is a fifth-level holy land, has already taken action to cure his relationship, Leng Feng and Yang Ming are no longer seriously injured.

However, the large amount of overdrawn physical strength, fighting spirit, blood, and will not be able to recover quickly, and the two of them need to rest.

At this point in the competition, the eight-person class of Qingfeng Magic and Martial Arts Academy and Honglibing can be said to be evenly matched, with the pinpoint of the needle against the wheat, the behemoth against the dragon, the lion against the tiger, and the height of the side by side.

All eight participants from both sides fell down, four of them remained.

No one could predict such a tragic result in advance.

Even Hongliong Bing can't do it!

However, one thing is certain that the next competition will be more cruel and intense.

Because at this moment, the four strongest students in the two teams have not yet appeared.

The squad leader, the third-level great success peak-level digital wind-type golden fighter!

His cultivation level is extremely close to the level of the fourth-level 10,000-strong Dark Gold Fighter, and he can only break through with just one kick.

He is the well-deserved first person in Hong Liebing and his eight-person class.

Fatty, the third-level great success peak water-based golden fighter!

His cultivation level is second only to the squad leader among the eight-person class. Although he has not reached the critical point of breakthrough, he has completely stabilized his realm and has strong strength.

Mouse, a third-level gold gold fighter who is the peak-level gold-type!

He has mastered the powerful martial arts of the same sect and origin as Ling Shuo, and his combat power is enough to make the fourth-level 10,000-strong Dark Gold Fighters who are invincible at the level of the fourth level must be indifferent and must score twelve points.

Jing God deals with it.

Hongliong Bing, the second-level great success peak level cultivation level!

Although it seems that it is not enough to compare with the third-level golden fighters who are easy to use in thousands of troops.

But in fact, he has mastered the Sky-Splitting Sword Technique, the Immortal Body of the God of War, the Falling God's Star-Stack Step, and the Empty Sword. His combat power is enough to move everyone!

The three golden fighters of Austin Academy are all authentic Thousand Army Yipin levels.

Among them, the most powerful Mido is a third-level Dacheng peak-level golden fighter holding a fifth-level holy treasure.

With every move, you can force the fourth-level ten thousand men to exert combat power!

But even such a level of existence was still defeated by Hong Liebing on the spot!

This shows the strength of Hongliongbing!

With an absolutely proud record, no one in the audience dared to underestimate him! (To be continued.)