Martial arts become gods

Chapter 76

"rush out!"

A gap appeared in the encirclement circle again, Mo Xian let out a loud shout, and the three of them attacked in unison and rushed out forcefully.

But before they had time to be happy, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of them, it was the man in black robe.

"Go back, none of you can leave today!" the man in black said lightly, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Go away!" Mo Xian's face darkened, and two fierce spirit seals immediately came out, hitting the man in black.

"Hehe!" Hei Pangren let out a strange laugh, and immediately pressed his palm on the seal of the evil spirit.

There was no sound, and the ominous spirit seal disappeared without warning, as if it had never appeared.

"A strong martial artist! You are not a freshman at all!" Mo Xian's pupils shrank suddenly. He had already guessed that the man in black was very powerful, but he didn't expect that he had reached such a level.

With such a strong person present, it is absolutely impossible for them to escape today.

"I told you earlier, you won't be able to leave today." Han Fei sneered.

"Han Fei, you actually brought outsiders in!" Mo Xian said in a deep voice. It was originally a contest between classmates, and he wouldn't say anything even if he lost.

However, if outsiders are involved, things will change a bit.

"Are you talking about him?" Han Fei pointed at the black-robed man with a half-smile, and said, "He has nothing to do with me. It was a gift from an old friend of yours. By the way...he even asked me to give it to you." You bring a word, in his eyes, you are always just a clown."

Although Han Fei didn't say it directly, Mo Xian was sure that the so-called old friend was Wang Yan.

"Heh! Jumping beam clown, this title seems to be pretty good, so... please give it back to him." Mo Xian's face immediately became gloomy. Wang Yan has tried to frame him more than once, but now he is is incapable of doing anything about the latter.

In this world, without strength, one is a mud that can be trampled upon by others, and now he seems to be the one without strength.

"You have a hard mouth. This time, you don't have any chance. After leaving Taichu Academy, you are still that bumpkin from the backcountry!" Han Fei smiled, and attacked like Mo Xian again.

The three of them were immediately submerged in the crowd. Although their personal strength was very strong, they were no match for four with two fists.

As for the black-robed man, it was only necessary to ensure that they could not escape, and there was no need to make a move at all.

"Damn, this year is really unlucky!" Sun Zicong desperately resisted the attacks around him, cursing secretly in his heart.

Then, as if he had made some decision, he gritted his teeth.

In the next instant, his face became ferocious and distorted.

"what!"

After a roar like a beast, the veins on Sun Zicong's body burst out, and the fat all over his body began to squirm, turning into sharp-edged muscles.

Although he is also very large now, he no longer feels bloated at all, and looks very fierce.

"Grandma, even if you don't pass the test, I'll hold you back!" Sun Zicong roared and rushed towards Han Fei.

Now he is like a beast in human form, and the ground seems to vibrate as he runs.

This sudden change caused Han Fei's complexion to change drastically, and he shouted: "Stop him quickly!"

However, he obviously underestimated Sun Zicong's current strength. The latter was like a moving fortress, allowing those attacks to fall on him, ruthlessly knocking away those who dared to stand in front of him.

"Monster! Save me!" Han Fei turned pale with fright, and subconsciously wanted to back away, but it was too late.

"Giant spirits?" The black-robed man stared at Sun Zicong with his eyes hidden under the cloak, apparently not intending to save Han Fei.

"drink!"

Sun Zicong, who appeared in front of Han Fei, yelled violently, and hit Han Fei's head fiercely with both fists from both sides.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Han Fei's head suddenly exploded, and his eyes were blood red.

Sun Zicong was chasing after the victory, but suddenly found a sharp force coming from behind him.

It was the attack from the man in black.

Reluctantly, Sun Zicong could only give up the attack, turned over and crossed his arms in front of him.

Now his body's defense has reached a terrifying level, but he was still blown away by the black-robed man.

But the man in black obviously kept his hand, and Mo Xian and Sun Zicong were not seriously injured.

"Since you are from the Giant Spirit Clan, you can go!" the man in black said slowly.

"Giant Spirit Race?" Hearing this, everyone was shocked. There are thousands of races on the continent, and the Giant Spirit Race is one of the more powerful ones.

Such a race basically exists at the top of the continent.

If Sun Zicong is really a child of this race, it would be too scary.

"I don't know what bullshit giant spirit clan you're talking about!" Hearing this, Sun Zicong's complexion immediately became ugly, his tone was very angry, and he seemed to hate the giant spirit clan very much.

"Hehe, don't you admit it!" The black-robed man smiled inexplicably, stopped talking, and looked at Mo Xian.

His eyes were as sharp as he could see, and Mo Xian immediately felt as if he was being stabbed by a sharp sword.

"Did you do it yourself, or did I do it?" the black robe asked humanely.

"You don't want to touch him!" Sun Zicong shouted and was about to rush out.

"Wind Prison!" The black-robed man didn't even turn his head, and volleyed at Sun Zicong with his backhand.

Then, a gust of wind engulfed Sun Zicong, no matter how much he struggled, he was still unable to move.

"Is this the power of a martial artist!" Mo Xian's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he knew that this time there might be no chance.

But even so, he has to fight hard.

However, the man in black didn't seem to have any intention of attacking him, and walked straight to the side.

"Give it to me!" Han Fei shouted, and then Mo Xian and Jiang Rou were surrounded by the crowd again.

The crowd tactics are still effective at this stage, and it is getting harder and harder for Mo Xian and Jiang Rou to resist.

At this time, there was a burst of noisy footsteps all around, and then an endless stream of people came out of the woods.

"It's so lively!" A young man walked out of the crowd, looked at Han Fei with a playful look, and said.

"Zhou Ziming!" Han Fei was taken aback for a moment, and then a playful look appeared on his face.

Originally, he just wanted to solve Mo Xian, but now it seems that he can handle it all in one go.

"Han Fei, it seems that you still haven't made much progress, you always play crowd tactics!" Zhou Ziming looked at Han Fei provocatively, and said, "But it seems that I have a lot more people than you now."

"Hmph, what are you talking about, a large number of people is a kind of strength in itself. What's more...it's not something that can be solved by a large number of people now!" Han Fei said with a sinister smile.

(End of this chapter)