Boxer

Chapter 230

Facing Wu Hao's attack, Yan Yi's true energy surged all over the body, walking with all his limbs and limbs, his blood sank, and he controlled his figure. While backing away, he also kept avoiding Wu Hao's long hair. sword.

Wu Hao's sword was very fast, and Yan Yin couldn't see when his long sword hit him. Even if he wanted to forcibly shake Wu Hao's long sword, he couldn't do it.

Wu Hao's heart is very calm, even though he has been forcing Yan Yin to retreat, he has not relaxed at all.

Indeed, although Yan Yin did keep retreating under his swordsmanship, Yan Yin dodged every sword he struck very well.

The long sword is like a dragon and like the wind, fast and fluttering, with an extremely fast speed, it hits all the vital points of Yan Yin's body.

As Wu Hao's attacks became faster and faster, and his sword skills became more and more strange, Yan Yin began to be unable to dodge.

A splash of blood splashed, and there was a scar on Yan Yin's arm.

Immediately afterwards, there were more than a dozen scars on his legs, waist, and arms.

Although Yan Yin was injured, there was a trace of horror in Wu Hao's eyes.

"It's such a strong body, I can't even stab it in." Wu Hao's long sword shook, and hit Yan Yin's waist fiercely.

At any time, the waist is a major weakness of a warrior.

However, although the long sword pierced in, it got stuck.

With a cold snort, Yan Yin tensed her muscles, and relying on her transformed body, she forcibly resisted Wu Hao's sword that pierced her waist.

The pain in his body stimulated his nerves.

With a low growl, Yan Yin glared angrily, stretched out his right hand, and slapped Wu Hao's hand holding the long sword fiercely.

At the same time, his left hand grabbed the long sword that was piercing his waist.

Seeing Yan Yin like this, Wu Hao snorted coldly, turned his hands around, hurriedly retracted the sword, jumped up, dodged Yan Yin's slapping hand, and retreated to the rear.

With a shock, Yan Yin's breath began to surge, his hands were clenched tightly, and Yan Yin was about to punch Wu Hao.

However, after he couldn't help but glanced at the box upstairs, he quietly let go of his hand.

"Hmm..." In a private room upstairs, Yang Fan said to the man with the long sword beside him, "Look at his hands."

The man with the sword nodded and said, "I see, he seems to be ready to attack, but he seems to be hesitating,"

Yang Fan said seriously, "It seems that Fang Yin has reservations. From just now until now, he has been avoiding and not directly attacking. Tell me, what is the strength between Wu Hao and him?"

At this time, Yang Fan no longer looked a bit dandy like before. On the contrary, his eyes were shining brightly, and he looked very calm and sophisticated.

"Wu Hao's sword is fast. I'm not as good at this point, and Fang Yin, at the moment, can't see how strong he is, but judging from the battle between him and Wu Hao just now, this person is quite stable. It shouldn't be like that. As mad as the rumors say,'

On the other side, Ling Tian lay on the window of the private room, and shouted loudly to the bottom, "Wu Hao, come on, if you win, I invite you to Wanhualou,"

"Haha..." Immediately, there was a sound of laughter from several boxes, and shouts and shouts, most of which were teasing Ling Tian and Wu Hao.

When the students of the Northern College saw that Wu Hao had injured Yan Yin, they were very excited and kept shouting.

On the other hand, at the Oriental Academy, no one cheered for Yan Yin, and no one encouraged him. Most of the people just looked at the field sadly.

"In front of Wu Hao, Fang Yin has no chance to fight back. His swordsmanship is so powerful, and Fang Yin is unarmed. How can he be Wu Hao's opponent?"

"Yes, Fang Yin is powerful, but he didn't expect Wu Hao to be even more powerful. Fang Yin didn't even have a chance to fight back, and was injured by Wu Hao. I think our Oriental Academy has become a laughing stock this time."

"Hmph..." Mo Wuqing snorted coldly, and said to himself, "Fang Yin, Fang Yin, what the hell are you doing?"

On the side of Southern College, Ye Qingchen stared at Yan Yin with burning eyes. She also noticed Yan Yin's movement of clenching his fist and then releasing it. At first, she didn't understand it, but then she seemed to think of something, and she couldn't help but feel relieved. Then, she became nervous, "Could it be that he is afraid that people will recognize his boxing skills, so he dare not use his boxing skills to fight Wu Hao, but if this is the case, what will he use to fight Wu Hao?"

Like Ye Qingchen, Su Yanying was also very nervous, looked at Ming Qingzi at the side, and said, "Teacher Ming, do you think Fang Yin will be Wu Hao's opponent? Wu Hao's swordsmanship is surprisingly fast. Fang Yin is fighting with bare hands again, which is already at a disadvantage, judging from the current situation, the situation is not good for Fang Yin."

Ming Qingzi stared at the ring, pondered, "With Fang Yin's strength, Wu Hao shouldn't be allowed to act like this,"

Feng Jiujian standing beside the two frowned and said, "Fang Yin seems to be hesitating," he said.

"Hesitation," Su Yanying and Ming Qingzi looked at Feng Jiujian and said, "Why are you hesitating?"

At this time, Qiu Yi beside Feng Jiujian said, "Look, Wu Hao started attacking again."

With a low shout, Wu Hao held a long sword and attacked Yan Yin again.

One move after another, one sword after another, like a continuous river, the swordsmanship continuously attacked Yan Yin.

And Yan Yin is still backing, backing, backing back non-stop.

At this time, not only Wu Hao, but everyone else also saw that Yan Yin was wrong.

"Attack, Fang Yin, hurry up!" In the crowd, Mo Xiaoxiao shouted, "If you don't attack, you will fall off the ring."

Indeed, at this time Yan Yin was less than half a foot away from the ring, as long as Wu Hao was under fierce attacks, Yan Yin would continue to retreat, and he would definitely fall.

only……

Yan Yin was still retreating, her eyes were like knives, and she calmly and firmly locked Wu Hao's hand holding the long sword.

Although his sword was fast, his hand still held the sword.

Since the swordplay is almost unable to see the sword move, then, look at his hands to avoid the sword move.

"Sword Lifting Style," with a long shout, Wu Hao suddenly withdrew his sword, and then raised it from bottom to top, a sharp sword energy attacked Yan Yin's body in an instant.

"Looking for death," just when everyone thought that Yan Yin was about to retreat, they only heard Yan Yin roar, and the voice sounded like a thunderbolt on the ground, resounding throughout the palace.

With a shock, an invisible innate qi suddenly emanated from Yan Yin's body.

"Bang," in Wu Hao's horrified eyes, his extremely fierce sword energy was blocked by Yan Yin's protective energy.

Before he could react, Yan Yin's figure skyrocketed, and he suddenly jumped up, grabbed his right hand, and grabbed his shoulder fiercely.

Yan Yin's figure was not much bigger than Wu Hao, but under his conscious qi and blood and breath, Wu Hao only felt that Yan's wings were like a big mountain, pressing down on him fiercely.

Before he had time to think about it, Wu Hao quickly withdrew his sword and turned around, striking at Yan Yin and grabbing his hand without defending and counterattacking.

However, before he had time to draw his sword, his body was suddenly knocked into the air by a huge force.

A kick, a hard kick, a merciless kick.

When Yan Yin grabbed Wu Hao's shoulder with his hands, his right foot shot out quickly, directly kicking Wu Hao's waist and sending him flying.

"Boom," Wu Hao fell to the sidelines.

His waist was hit hard, and blood kept spitting out of his mouth. The severe pain made him unable to stand still. He could only barely support his body with the long sword in his hand, and looked up. Yan Yin on the ring.

"Your swordsmanship is very fast, but if I want to kill you, it's only [-] strokes." Looking at Wu Hao, Yan Yin said coldly, "It's just that this is a competition, I don't want to kill you, so there is no right You kill yourself, otherwise, even if you are the second master of the Northern Academy, in my eyes, you are just like them."

He pointed his finger at the Oriental Academy.

Yan Yin glanced at the students of the Northern Academy, and said, "Just because I don't make a move, doesn't mean I don't have that strength,"

After finishing speaking, Yan Yin shook his body, a majestic and thick breath emanated from his body, and a thick and violent blood gushed out from his body. After a few moments, Wu Hao left The sword wound on his body has disappeared.

Under everyone's gaze, Yan Yin leaped across the distance between the arena and the audience, and returned to the team of the Oriental Academy.

"Okay," came a loud shout from a box upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, there was a thunderous applause from the entire Royal Dojo.

"Excellent," the crown prince exclaimed, "This Fang Yin, if he doesn't make a move, he's fine, but when he makes a move, he is merciless. Before I saw that kick clearly, I saw Wu Hao being kicked out by him. It seems , Fang Yin backed down before, as he said, he didn't want Wu Hao's life, "

"Prince, you are wrong in saying that." Elder Su laughed and said, "That Fang Yin is not merciless, but merciless."

Smiling, Mr. Su looked at Feng Yunxiao, and said, "This Fang Yin reminds me of someone."

"Nangongjian?" Feng Yunxiao shook his head and said, "Although he has a quick kick, he has no tricks. Moreover, compared with Nangongjian's kick, Fang Yin only relied on his strong strength and quick blow to defeat Wu. Hao hits the fly, but I am quite surprised that he can continuously release the innate qi, even I have not practiced it until now, "

"Innate stellar qi and body transformation are the things that all warriors dream of. Fang Yin can possess innate stellar energy to protect his body. It can be said that he is already invincible in the same realm," the prince said with emotion. A few years ago, the Lieutenant General asked someone to give me some black spar stone tires to strengthen my body, those things are very effective, but they are too rare,"

"Black spar stone embryo" Feng Yunxiao's eyes flashed, and he said, "Only the Southern College has that thing."

While Feng Yunxiao and the others were chatting, the competition in the field started again.

However, compared with the fierce competition in the arena, most people are talking about the kick that Yan Yin proposed before.

Originally, many people thought that Yan Yin was about to lose and had no power to parry under Wu Hao's sword. Although they knew that at the last moment, with that tyrannical kick, Wu Hao was kicked out of the field.

The change of victory and defeat made it too late for everyone to react.

However, to everyone in Southern College, they didn't find it strange.

It should be noted that when he was in Nanfang College, Yan Yin had a nickname called Li Wang.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of a freak who broke five layers of black crystals when he first entered the academy, and later killed the iron back Walong king. Fang Yin is called the king of strength, which is really worthy of the name," Xu Ming smacked his tongue Said, "That kick just now, I felt the pain for that Wu Hao,"

Nodding his head, Kuang Dao said in a deep voice, "Although that kick didn't have any tricks, it was more about speed and strength. Even if I was kicked by him, I'm afraid it would be uncomfortable, not to mention that Wu Hao only has the strength of a general. "

On the side of the Oriental Academy, everyone looked at Yan Yin who had returned to the crowd, wanting to strike up a conversation, but remembering Yan Yin's extremely arrogant appearance when speaking on the ring, they couldn't help but hold back their thoughts.

"Congratulations," Suya walked to Yan Yin's side, and said, "You have achieved the first good ranking for our Oriental Academy,"

Mo Wuqing also stepped forward and said, "Very good, I didn't embarrass the Oriental Academy,"

"Hmph..." Mo Wuqing snorted coldly, Yan Yin looked at Suya, and said, "I'll go back first, come to think of it, I won't have a match today,"

After finishing speaking, Yan Yin stepped out of the imperial ashram.

Here, he felt that there were many pairs of eyes looking at him, some were surprised, some were cold, some were familiar, and some were unfamiliar. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

After leaving the imperial dojo, Yan Yin hadn't taken a few steps when he suddenly heard a cold voice from behind, "What's the name of that kick just now?"

It was a woman's voice.

Without looking back, Yan Yin stepped forward and said, "I practiced this when I was killing strange beasts in the mountains. It has no name,"

A proud figure appeared outside the imperial dojo, watching Yan Yin's back quietly.