Martial Arts Overlord

Dining room of Tianlan College.

Nearly ten students from Ziyang College all sat around a table.

The environment of Tianlan College is unique, the food and dishes are very rich, and the colors and fragrances are complete. Only a few people's attention is not on the food.

A sound of footsteps sounded, Qianlong student Nan Xiao strode over, his face was a bit ugly.

"Nan Xiao, how is Brother Yang Hong's injury?" Zhou Tong, who has the best relationship with Nan Xiao, hurriedly asked.

Nan Xiao sat down and said with a somber face

"The injury was severe and he hadn't woke up yet. The dean said that he would need to recover for at least two months to recover!"

Snapped!

Zhou Tong took a slap on the table again, and his forehead was beaten with blue muscles. "Wanfeng's miscellaneous piece was obviously a heavy hand on Brother Yang Hong!"

"Yes! This is clearly a provocation to our Ziyang Academy!"

"Those **** at Wanluo College! This can't be so!"

Several male students blushed and looked at the corner of the dining hall with hatred, where students from Wanluo College sat.

It seemed to feel the gaze here, and several Wanluo college students turned back and smiled coldly, their eyes provoked.

A small-eyed student from Wanluo College intentionally raised his voice and said, "Hey, there are a few dogs here."

"No wonder I started to smell a smell." Several Wanluo college students laughed.

"what are you saying!"

Hot-tempered Zhou Tong, eyes red, rose to the table.

Several Ziyang College students all stood up.

The whole dining hall was suddenly quiet, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. People from other forces looked at the two sides for a good show.

The small-eyed warrior was stared at Zhou Tong, and his momentum was a bit weak, but when he thought of Wan Feng next to him, he immediately smiled fearlessly. "My mouth is in my body, what I say is about your fart. You also have too wide control Come on! "

"Then I rip your stinky mouth!"

Zhou Tongshen sighed and rushed forward, but was stopped by his hand.

"Zhou Tong, sit down!"

Ziyu had a small face covered with frost, looking at Zhou Channel, "Don't let others watch our joke at Ziyang College."

"Sister, but ..."

Zhou Tong was reconciled.

"Zhou Tong, this is not a place to start." Luo Feng sat beside and glanced at the gate of the dining hall.

Next to the gate of the dining hall, ten seniors of Tianlan College were guarded, all seven masters of the Seijo Sect, and there were two masters of the Yaechi prefecture, and several people came to this side, apparently noting the situation here.

Zhou Tong knew that he couldn't do it. He sat down heavily, grinning his teeth and saying, "Are you going to let go of those bastards? I'm not willing!"

"Let them go? How is that possible!"

Luo Feng smiled coldly. "If you want revenge, of course, you have to treat others with your own way!"

Several students from Ziyang University, including Zhou Tong, came into contact with Luo Feng's eyes and suddenly felt cold, shivering inexplicably.

"Take his own way, but also treat his own body! Is it necessary to teach Wanfeng in the match? But Wanfeng's strength ..." Nan Xiao frowned.

Although they hate Wanfeng, they also know the difference in strength between the two sides.

Wan Feng's marksmanship is unpredictable, and the blow that seriously hurt Yang Hong has made it impossible for them to forget, even the purple kite is hard to match.

"Let's eat and prepare for the ranking match in the afternoon." Luo Feng did not explain.

Ziyu, Bingruolan and Xu Mei all looked at Luo Feng silently.

Only they understood the deep meaning of Luo Feng's words.

In the afternoon.

Yanwu Square was boiling again, and it had to be lively several times earlier.

Everyone who had eaten can't wait to return to Yanwu Square, waiting for the start of the ranking competition.

Plaza Central, a plain skirt, and the gorgeous Pei Zhouyun said softly, "The ranking competition is the same as before, divided into a knockout and a challenge. The knockout will be eliminated six people, leaving only ten. Through the challenges, we will identify the four new players this year ... "

Luo Feng and Bing Ruolan, Xu Mei, and Ziyu stood together, listening to the address of Yun Yun clearly.

The knockout match is the same as the previous qualifying match. It is also divided into ten rounds. The two platforms are played simultaneously. Whose name will be drawn by lot?

The only difference is that the playoffs are no longer divided into groups, with sixteen randomly drawn. If you meet the four new heroes, you can only blame bad luck.

Bing Ruolan looked at the students from other colleges, and was a little nervous. "These people are so strong, I don't know if I can enter the top ten."

After qualifying, all the remaining students are the true elites of the four colleges!

The worst of the remaining people are the later revisions of the sevenfold Tibetan Secret Realm. Bing Ruolan's revisions are extremely ordinary.

Luo Feng chuckled. "If Lan, don't be nervous, your strength is enough to enter the top ten."

"Ok."

Bing Ruolan exhaled slightly, her face relieved a little.

Luo Feng turned his head back, just touching Wan Feng's eyes.

The sight of the two seemed to be sharp, strangling each other in the air, so that some trainees inexplicably felt a chill.

At this time, Zhou Yunyun's voice suddenly increased a few points.

"Now, the ranking game begins!"

boom!

The atmosphere of the whole martial arts stadium was full of excitement, and the audience stage was so loud that they shouted for their support.

"The first round of the knockout round started. On the first platform, Xu Mei from Ziyang University vs Song Jian from Wanluo Academy!"

"On the second platform, Hu Yidao of Piaoxue College confronted Wu Fei of Tianlan College."

Four students started to climb the stage.

"Well, he's Song Jian!" Ziyu saw Wan Luo, the first platform student, turned out to be a small-eyed warrior who spoke well at noon.

Xu Mei also recognized the person, and her pretty face was cold for a few moments. "I can't think it's a narrow road!"

"Xu Mei, be careful." Luo Feng reminded.

"I know."

Xu Mei nodded and reached the first high platform.

Song Jian, a small-eyed warrior, was also repaired in the later period of Qizhong Tibet.

Xu Mei's eyes were scribbled, and Xiaoyan Wuzhe smiled wickedly. "I'm still not a beautiful girl. It seems that I'm going to destroy flowers today."

"It depends on your ability!"

Xu Mei sneered softly, with her toes a little bit on the ground, and the fragrant wind together, the figure had swept to the small-eyed warrior.

The small-eyed warrior was frightened, his scalp was numb, and he swept back, trying to distance him.

"Can't escape!"

Xu Mei's figure followed, followed by the small-eyed warrior.

The small-eyed warrior was originally a swordsman, but was suddenly approached. It was too late to pull out a sword, and he could only bite his teeth and wave it.

Sudden sigh of breath, the small-eyed warrior's palms shined with thick suffocation, and patted continuously, without any mercy.

Xu Mei's eyes calmed down, and in the face of the roaring palm wind, her rosy lips even evoked a slight smile.

"Feng Fengshou!"

Suddenly, Ji Yushou protruded, like a spirit snake, walking in the palm of the wind, slashing his palm on the chest of the small-eyed warrior.

puff!

The small-eyed warrior blushed, squirting blood, and flew into the air.

Seeing that the small-eye warrior was about to fly out of the high platform, Xu Meixiang's sleeve suddenly made a soft whistle, entangled the small-eye warrior's arm, and snapped, pulling the small-eye warrior back.

The small-eyed warrior hadn't figured out what happened, and suddenly saw a plain white hand, zooming in quickly in his field of vision.

Snapped!

A crisp slap sound sounded in Yanwu Square, followed by a scream, the small-eyed warrior was beaten in the mouth by Xu Mei, and a wow of blood spewed out of his mouth.

Xu Mei's left sleeve was wrapped around the right arm of the small eye warrior, and his right hand was swung ten times in a row, each time accurately fanning the small eye warrior's mouth.

In the end, the little-eyed warrior couldn't even speak.

Snapped!

Xu Mei threw the small-eyed warrior off the platform, clapped her hands, and turned to walk down the stage.

"This ... is this female student too cruel?"

The people around the audience were stunned when they looked at the swollen lips and the small eyes of a warrior.

But some people who saw the scene in the dining hall knew why it happened.

"Xu Mei, terrific!" Luo Feng looked at Xu Mei with a smile.

Several Ziyang College students have also been hooked.

Xu Mei Pink Hanxia, ​​humming, "Who made him mouthless!"

On the first platform, Xu Mei won, and on the second platform, Hu Yidao easily defeated the opponent.

In the sixth game, it was Luo Feng's turn. His opponent was a student of Tianlan College named Li Xiao.

Two of them each, Luo Feng took the initiative to attack, the figure appeared silently behind each other, punching each other out with a punch.

This moment aroused cheers from the high platform around.

Li Xiao is also a little famous master at Tianlan College. Qizhong hides the peak of the essence of the realm. Everyone originally thought that there would be a fierce battle between the two sides. I did not expect such an overwhelming scene.

The seventh game was Ziyu, who also easily solved the opponent.

There was no suspense in the eighth game. The difference between the strengths of the two sides was too big, and they quickly separated.

"In the ninth game of the first round, Bing Ruolan from Ziyang University played against Chen Wan from Piaoxue University. Game 10 ..."

The last game, the last two games, caused Yanwu Square for a while.

Chen Wan is a very popular beauty in Piaoxue Academy. She has a graceful figure, black waist, exquisite facial features, and a pair of big eyes, which is extremely attractive.

Bing Ruoan's temperament is light and elegant, and the pale blue short-looking face is elegant and refined, as if it is a Qinghe strain, the beauty is touching.

The two women ascended the platform, facing each other, immediately became a beautiful scenery.

Offstage, many students from the four colleges couldn't keep their eyes open.

"Giggle ... sister, I will be merciless." Chen Wan held a single knife and looked at Bing Ruolan with a sweet smile. She is sixteen or seventeen, Bing Ruolan is a little older, and when she laughs, she has a charming charm.

Bing Ruolan held the sword handle in a gentleman's sword ceremony "Please advise!"

"Butterfly knife!"

"Xingyun Sword Technique!"

The two women sang, and the graceful figures staggered immediately.

At the high stage, the second women's skirts fluttered, and the blue silk fluttered, as if two dancing butterflies, which were pleasing to the eye. Many young people in the audience looked straight and screamed from time to time.

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