peerless angel

() On the second day, Wu Feng first went to the eighth floor of Xuanzhong Cave to practice, and when his physical strength was exhausted, he exited Xuanzhong Cave and came to the martial arts arena on the top of the mountain.

Today is the selection of the top 32. Compared with the previous knockout rounds, it undoubtedly attracts more attention. The scene is very lively. It's going to be noisy.

With a sweep of Wu Feng's consciousness, he saw Fang Xue'er on the competition seats in front of a ring, and he quickly squeezed through the crowd.

"Ouch, who stepped on my foot."

"What the hell are you squeezing, grass!"

"Don't move, will you?"

All kinds of strange screams sounded along the way, Wu Feng smiled wryly, and his figure passed by like a fish. These people only felt their bodies being squeezed, but there were no figures.

Arriving at the front of the arena, Wu Feng looked at Fang Xueer, who was sitting there, with a bit of sadness on her pretty face, slightly frowning eyebrows, and lowered her head to play with the corner of her clothes.

Wu Feng smiled, stood in the crowd and waited quietly.

"Brother, do you want to bet?" A thin-faced young man next to him came over and shouted loudly, but the noise around him was too loud. Even if he raised his voice, he was instantly drowned out by the noise. Fortunately, Wu Feng His hearing was amazing, and he could barely make out the difference.

"Bet?" Wu Feng was very interested.

The thin-faced young man glanced at him in surprise. He clearly saw a faint smile on Wu Feng's face, and he only moved his lips when he spoke. I could hear it clearly!

This doubtful thought quickly flashed by, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he said in a loud voice: "The next martial arts competition is the sixth senior brother Zhao Gou of the sword style and the seventh junior sister Liu Qing of the bow and arrow style. You can bet now, bet on Zhao Gou It's ten for one, who do you choose?"

Wu Feng smiled and said, "I want to bet on Fang Xue'er."

"That's fine." The thin-faced young man said loudly: "Fang Xueer is fighting against the fourth senior brother of the sword school. If you want to bet on the fourth senior brother, his odds are [-] to [-]."

"I bet on Fang Xueer to win." Wu Feng smiled and said, "You'd better change the odds, she will definitely win."

The thin-faced young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are her friend. To tell you the truth, Fang Xueer must have lost. The fourth senior brother of the sword stream is said to have made a breakthrough this year and is a dark horse."

Wu Feng smiled and said nothing more.

At this time, the battle on the field soon ended, and there was a burst of cheers and curses around Wu Feng. As the ring was cleared, the next contestants also entered the ring quickly.

Wu Feng looked at it casually, and saw Zhao Gou, who was skilled in swords and swords, and Liu Qing, who was skilled in bow and arrow. Draw out the big bow and draw the arrow on the string.

Zhao Gou was startled, and immediately collected his thoughts and responded with his whole body.

The battle didn't take too long. When Liu Qing drew the bow, the outcome was already decided. There are two taboos when fighting an archer. bow!

There is no doubt that Zhao Gou made a very simple mistake, and then was directly shot and defeated by Liu Qing's kite-flying archery skills.

"Fuck, bitch, hit me as soon as I hit her, and even yell."

"It's a bastard, and it made me lose again."

The people around who bet on the wrong bet roared angrily. Originally, Zhao Gou was slightly stronger than Liu Qing. If it was a close combat, Liu Qing would be defeated in only three rounds. That's why Zhao Gou It's a bit overbearing, and I wanted to have a relationship with the beauty in advance.

As a result, he was defeated by the opponent, and his face was disgraced.

Soon, it was Fang Xueer's turn to play. She heard the dense and huge drumbeat like raindrops, bit her lower lip lightly, stood up from the competition seat, and walked towards the ring.The strong cheers and shouts under the ring seemed to be filled with the most enthusiastic expectations, but in her heart, it was getting colder and colder. <Blows into ears like the wind.

She trembled, looked down the stage, and there was a relaxed smiling face facing him.

Fang Xueer gritted her teeth lightly, with stubborn courage suddenly bursting out of her eyes, she raised her head and walked quickly towards the ring.

On the other side of the arena, a young man with a sword in his hand jumped onto the arena. He had a burly figure and a very ordinary appearance. He would never be found in the crowd, but his eyes were completely different, full of resolute arrogance.

This is not arrogance, but a strong self-confidence!

"Junior Sister Xue'er, I admit it." The young man with the saber obviously knew Fang Xueer, arched his hands slightly, and then drew out the saber without saying anything else.

Fang Xueer's eyes were determined, and she clenched her hands tightly. Once she decides to fight, she will never back down!

boom!

With the sound of the beating drum, Fang Xueer took the lead and performed the first form of the Dragon Elephant Fist, the dragon wagging its tail. Her fists opened and closed like a winding dragon tail, and she slammed at the young man with the saber.

call!

A sharp silver knife light suddenly rolled over, pierced obliquely like a meteor, brushed past Fang Xue'er's temples, and cut off a cluster of black hair.

so close!The people watching from the audience held their breaths, apparently not expecting that these two people would be serious.

There was no fear on Fang Xueer's face, her eyes were fixed on the young man with the saber, her fist hit the saber with a bang, and the saber rang continuously.

The young man with the saber in his hand looked as usual, the saber in his hand was as bright as his fingers, and he slashed against Fang Xueer's sleeve, slashing hard at her fist.

boom!

Fist against blade!

The young man with the saber took a step back, and the anti-shock force on the broadsword was spun by him casually, and all of it was dispelled, and he slashed at a faster speed.

On the other hand, Fang Xueer's mouth was so shaken that a trace of blood spilled out, and she took three or four steps back before stopping. If it weren't for the glove in her hand, which was made of thousand-year-old silk mixed with black gold, it would be invulnerable to swords and swords. Could cut her fist in half.

It's just a head-to-head confrontation.

There were five figures sitting on the referee's seat, Zhong Yang was an old man with white beard, he was the peak master of Body Refining Peak, and on his right was the second in command of Body Refining Peak, the master of fist style was a tall and thin old man, tall and thin at the moment The old man was chatting with another dark old man next to him, pointing out the talent of the young boys in various rings and so on.

Suddenly, a surprised voice called out: "Old Sun, what is your daughter doing?"

The tall and thin old man was taken aback, followed the speaker's gaze, and landed on Fang Xueer's arena. Fang Xueer was not afraid of death, waving her fists and rushing towards the opponent again and again, with neatly combed hair They were all shaken and scattered, very embarrassed.

As for his opponent, Fourth Senior Brother Dao Jianliu, he didn't have a speck of dust on his body, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't even change his breathing. Obviously, the disparity in this battle was too great.

But Fang Xueer did not give up!

The old grandson's face changed slightly. Fang Xueer is his adopted daughter. He knows her temperament best.Don't you know the strength gap between the two sides? Why don't you give up?

boom!

On the ring, the fourth senior brother and Fang Xueer clashed again. Fang Xueer's fist collided with the blade, and the next moment she retracted like lightning, a subtle sound of bone shattering came from her hand, and the severe pain made her face pale. Instantly turned pale.

The young man with the saber frowned and said, "Junior Sister Xue'er, you still give up, it's impossible to win against me."

Fang Xueer's face was ugly, the hand that collided with the blade kept trembling, the pain stimulated her nerves like sharp needles, is it really over?

There was a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, just at this moment, white clouds drifted past, and the soft sunlight shone from the sky, reflecting on the arena hidden under the white clouds.

Sunny, warm.

In an instant, her mind was in a trance. She didn't know whether it was too tired, too tired, or too painful to give up. Suddenly, a picture appeared in her mind, that figure dyed golden, slowly rehearsing...

That ordinary fist was not tightly clenched, but it carried a terrifying aura that made people dare not touch it...

hum!

The light of the knife scratched the air, and suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The silver light of the knife dazzled her eyes. At that moment, her mind suddenly became ethereal.

Punch!

boom!

The side of the blade was punched hard, and the blade immediately deviated from the track. The fourth senior brother did not panic. Although Fang Xueer still had the strength to fight back, which surprised him, he had already planned to change his attack. At the same time, with a slight rotation, it will strike out again, faster and more powerful!

only--

click!

A fist suddenly appeared and slammed into his chest hard. There was a sound of ribs shattering instantly, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his throat uncontrollably.

The fourth senior brother looked horrified, and looked at Fang Xueer, who was about to be defeated. The latter was posing with a strange fist at the moment, with her hands outstretched, and her body was full of flaws. It was hard to imagine that the amazing punch just now would be thrown by her of.

The young man with the knife gritted his teeth, clenched his sword and rushed out brazenly, deciding to make a quick decision and not keep it.

not far away--

"Huh?" The tall and thin old man, who had a tense face, suddenly froze for a moment, his eyes showed doubts. Why is this girl's posture strange and familiar? Could it be a new boxing technique?However, I haven't taught her other boxing techniques other than Dragon Elephant Fist. Wait, this posture... This, is this the first form of Dragon Elephant Fist? ?

He stared blankly at this adopted daughter whom he was familiar with in the past. From Fang Xueer's punch just now, he was already sure that this was the Dragon Elephant Fist, but it had been changed a little. On the basis of boxing, it would be too bold to make improvements.

Is this the righteous daughter I know?