Waste material against the sky: the supreme concubine

At the end of the first round, Lan Yao jumped onto the ring and looked at the man who jumped onto the stage with a smile.

"No. [-] Lan Yao vs. No. [-] Jiang Zhengdong!"

Lin Zhian stroked his chin, looked at Lan Yao with a smile, and murmured, "Lan Yao, Lan Yao, your luck is really bad. I didn't expect to meet a middle-grade martial artist. This is probably because you are participating in the competition." Have you met the highest opponent? I wonder if you can survive for an hour? I'm still looking forward to it!"

Not much nonsense, Lin Zhian saw Lan Yao and Lan Yao clenched their hands together, and took two steps back to start the match.

"Huhu..." Jiang Zhengdong clenched his hands into fists, making a rattling sound, waving his arms, and the wind whistled.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lan Yao's mouth, and she took a step forward with her right foot, and squared her palms casually with the palms facing upwards.

Lin Zhian looked at Lan Yao suspiciously, and asked curiously, "What kind of pose is this? Why haven't I seen it before? It doesn't seem to have much power?"

Of course, Lin Zhian didn't know about this move. Lan Yao's martial arts postures were all learned from the earth. Of course, this is one of the fighting postures of Taiji Zhang. Jiang Zhengdong is known for his strength, so Lan Yao planned to beat Jiang Zhengdong with all his strength.

Jiang Zhengdong yelled, rushed towards Lan Yao, punched and swung, the wind howled, and the boulder, which was as heavy as a thousand catties, fell to the ground and made a hole.

Lan Yao turned sideways slightly, Jiang Zhengdong's fist brushed against Lan Yao's face, which also made Lin Zhian sweat.

Lan Jinhao and Lan Jinxian looked at Lan Yao on the stage, they were both shocked. She escaped with such a punch. If they were hit, they would definitely suffer some injuries.

Lan Yao raised her hands and slid her palms against Jiang Zhengdong's arms, controlling his arms in her own rhythm.

Lin Zhian blinked his eyes, then looked at Lan Yao in astonishment.

He couldn't believe that Lan Yao's seemingly powerless palms were able to drive Jiang Zhengdong's fist at will just by sticking to Jiang Zhengdong's arms.

With a push of Lan Yao's hand, Jiang Zhengdong rushed forward, almost staggering.

"Okay!" Lin Zhian looked at Jiang Zhengdong who was staggering, and clapped his hands excitedly. He couldn't imagine that Lan Yao would have such a skill, it was too powerful.

At this moment, Lin Zhian became more determined to bring Lan Yao back to the academy.

Angry, Jiang Zhengdong turned around and glared at Lan Yao, but he didn't expect that Lan Yao's moves that seemed to have no offensive power actually dispelled all his moves in one go.

Originally, the powerful fist that he was most proud of was of no use to Lan Yao.

He didn't know that Lan Yao could be said to be proficient in the martial arts of various sects and the essence of martial arts of various countries in the ancient martial arts world on Earth.

Although this is a different world, Lan Yao can still use the martial arts he has learned to fight against the people here before reaching the innate level.

Because her unexpected move is also a chance for them to be confused and get a chance to win.

Lan Yao smiled with her right palm facing the sky, and her left hand was placed behind her, without any fighting posture, as if her whole body was full of flaws.

"Hmph!" Jiang Zhengdong snorted coldly, he couldn't believe that his powerful fists couldn't deal with Lan Yao, so he swung his fists and rushed towards Lan Yao again.

Lan Yao bent back, brushed her fist in front of her, put her palm on the ground, and kicked out with her right foot.

Jiang Zhengdong quickly dodged, followed by Lan Yao's feet turned into countless feet, and rushed towards Jiang Zhengdong.

"Bang bang..." The feet collided with Jiang Zhengdong's fist, Lan Yao somersaulted on the ground with one hand, and looked up at Jiang Zhengdong who had taken a few steps back.

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