College Super God System

Chapter 551 Warm Up Exercises
Holding the long sword in his hand, Zhao Zifeng stared at Lin Ming, his eyes suddenly changed, and then his left foot slipped slightly.

Fengyao-Phantom Sword Without a Trace!

Swah——

In an instant, Zhao Zifeng disappeared from Lin Ming's eyes.

Followed.A big circle appeared around Lin Ming, which was formed by Zhao Zifeng's fast-moving figure.

He moved so fast, as if there were countless clones.

The silver blade also turned into countless lights and shadows, spinning around Lin Ming rapidly.

The ground in the arena also rolled up streaks of dust.

The audience in the stands were all dumbfounded.

"Is this the Phantom Sword Wujing of the orange rank? It's completely different from the red rank."

"The speed is so fast, I can't even see clearly."

"That's right, I feel that there are his phantoms everywhere, so it's impossible to tell which one is the real body."

"It's worthy of being an ace, it's worthy of ten consecutive victories, and it's well deserved."

"Haha, look at that Lin Ming, he was simply petrified, he just stood there motionless."

"I guess he was confused."

"Hahaha, red-ranked scum dares to participate, now you can see the gap!"

"Trash, get off!"

"Get off!"

"Trash, still haven't surrendered? What are you waiting for?"

"It's probably waiting for Zhao Zifeng to chop him into pieces."

"Kneel down and beg for mercy! Hahaha!"

"Trash! Surrender now! Don't waste time!"

The audience in the stands laughed at Lin Ming as if they were watching a scene.

However, at this moment, Zhao Zifeng's wrist also suddenly turned, and the tip of the sword pointed at Lin Ming.

whoosh-

The phantoms around Lin Ming disappeared, but behind Lin Ming appeared a figure sprinting rapidly.

That was Zhao Zifeng, he rushed towards Lin Ming with lightning speed.

Ordinary people can't react at such a speed.

However, Lin Ming seemed to be standing there blankly, but in fact he was using his voice to judge the direction.

"Should die!" Zhao Zifeng's sword blade was hazy with orange light, stabbing quickly.

However, Lin Ming also inspired his own glory at this moment.

Swah——

There's even a hint of gold in that bright orange.

Just when Zhao Zifeng raised his sword and was about to stab Lin Ming's back, Lin Ming suddenly turned around.

whoosh-

Lin Ming slammed Zhao Zifeng with his gloved fist.

click-

The violent impact directly shattered Zhao Zifeng's blade, but the iron fist didn't stop.

bang——

He punched Zhao Zifeng hard in the face.

boom -

Accompanied by a violent explosion, the huge shock wave rolled up waves of air.

woohoo-

Zhao Zifeng flew directly tens of meters away.

dong dong dong-

His body rolled and hit the ground, bounced a few times, and finally passed out.

And that huge wave of air swept across the entire arena.

Tens of thousands of spectators felt the murderous shock wave.

Just a punch.

The legendary ace player of Shuangfeng Mountain Town fell like this.

The referee jumped to Zhao Zifeng's side and started counting down.

"10, 9, 8, ..."

"3, 2, 1, the first match, Lin Ming wins!" The referee announced loudly.

The arena was silent.

Tens of thousands of people have not been able to react from the scene just now.

After a long time, someone finally spoke.

"Did I read it wrong? Lin Mingsheng?"

"How is it possible? The trump card Zhao Zifeng was knocked away by Lin Mingtong's punch like this?"

"That's the strength of the tenth stage of the orange stage."

"Impossible, how could a person at the fifth stage of the red stage knock out the tenth stage of the orange stage with one punch."

"Didn't you see Lin Ming's Yaoguang? It's not red at all, it's orange."

"I can almost see a little gold."

"Why would such a strong person stay in the fifth grade?"

"Is it really Lin Mingsheng who won?"

"Brother! You are amazing!" Ye Bingning also jumped up in the preparation area and shouted loudly.

Lin Ming slowly withdrew his fist, straightened his hair that was messed up by the shock wave, then turned around and walked out of the arena.

All eyes were on Lin Ming.

"It's just horrific."

"Killed an ace with one punch."

"This is the real trump card."

"Now I understand why that Ye Bingning fell in love with Lin Ming. It turns out that Lin Ming is the real monster!"

"Ye Bingning, a genius girl, has a very good vision. Ordinary people like us can't see a person's potential."

"So a genius is a genius, ordinary people like us can't compare at all."

While everyone was talking, a medical team in white coats rushed into the arena.

Two medical staff gently carried the dying Zhao Zifeng onto the stretcher.

Then they quickly walked out of the arena.

Lin Ming slowly walked back to the preparation area, Ye Bingning rushed up immediately after seeing it.

"Brother!" Ye Bingning jumped up and put her arms around Lin Ming's neck, "Brother is so handsome."

Wooden ah--

Ye Bingning kissed Lin Ming's left cheek hard.

"Okay, don't make trouble, you go to warm up, the next game will be Group B, and the next game will be you in Group C." Lin Ming said.

"Well, I'll listen to my brother!" Ye Bingning let go of Lin Ming's neck, smiled and pulled Lin Ming back to the preparation area.

And the dozens of other optical magicians in the preparation area all looked at Lin Ming stupidly.

People who can advance to the orange rank are more or less talented.

Everyone was stunned by Lin Mingna's punch just now.

After all, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the way.

They all saw Lin Ming's terrifying strength, and they knew that if they met Lin Ming in the next match, it would definitely be a fierce battle.

"Sure enough, the No.1 in the promotion competition is the No.1." An optician who had seen Lin Ming in the promotion competition sighed.

"That's right. No.1 is No.1 everywhere. What makes people jealous is that even his sister is so strong. Wouldn't the two of them be invincible in the world?"

"This is the real king. I feel that Nanyue Kingdom will rely on him in the future."

"No, it should be them."

"I want to quit the competition now. I feel like they are here, and I have no hope." A fat man looked at Lin Ming and Ye Bingning dejectedly.

"Don't be discouraged, the top ten can enter Huangjie Yaoguang Academy, we still have hope." Fatty's classmate comforted.

"I hope so." Fatty nodded helplessly.

At this time, Lin Ming was sitting on a chair in the preparation area, and Ye Bingning stood behind Lin Ming and helped him squeeze his shoulders.

"Didn't I ask you to do warm-up exercises? Why did you pinch my shoulders?" Lin Ming sat there and looked back at Ye Bingning.

"Haha, this is my warm-up exercise." Ye Bingning stuck out her tongue and smiled.

"I really can't help you."

While the two were chatting and laughing, another sweet female voice came out from the broadcast in the arena.

"Invite Chen Chen and Xu Lian'er from Group B to play! Participate in the first match of Group B..."

(End of this chapter)