Chapter 65

In the grandstand, some people stood up in surprise and looked at the scene on the test bench incredulously.

Gu Fenghua is a Dharma saint. He is only 15 years old?!! No, it's said that Gu Fenghua's 15th birthday hasn't come yet. So Gu Fenghua is a Dharma Saint under the age of 15?

When was the last Dharma Saint under 15 years old?

It was more than a thousand years ago!

As Gu Fenghua's opponent, fan anbing can feel the strength of the other side most clearly. His red eyes were lost for a moment.

Although the first grade of Dharma saint and the ninth grade of Dousheng seem to be only one step apart, it is a qualitative demarcation line, which is a gap at all.

So when Gu Fenghua smashed fan anbing to the ground, no one was surprised. Are surprised Gu Fenghua's strength, the original is so strong!

Is this a weak chicken?

Is this waste wood?

"Who said at the beginning that Gu Fenghua couldn't practice, he was a waste wood?"

"It's a genius, isn't it?"

"I said, her four brothers are so powerful, how can she have no qualifications?"

"Yes, yes. Look at Gu Fenghua. He's not even 15 years old. He's a Dharma saint. "

Others looked at these people with white eyes. Just now, they had all kinds of doubts. Now the wind is turning so fast that they despise them.

Jiang Ziyi looked at the scene in front of him stupidly, but he couldn't come back for a long time.

Zhu Xilin's face is hard to see the extreme, he remembered before they also specially went to Gu Fenghua their provocation. Now I feel my face hurts.

On the competition platform, Gu Fenghua looked at fan anbing who was knocked to the ground by his own sword, and said gently: "men always have to have some dignity. You will fight to the last moment, right? Don't abstain. "

Gu Fenghua's words fall, fan anbing's eyes more red, red almost dripping bleeding. In the heart rises the thick unwilling and the humiliation.

"Ah Fan anbing got up, roared up to the sky, waved his sword and stabbed Gu Fenghua fiercely.

Gu Fenghua is an understatement of the sword, once again will fan anbing down. Without waiting for fan anbing to get up, Gu Fenghua takes another sword, and fan anbing rolls twice on the ground. Gu Fenghua jumps to the other side and waves his sword again. Fan anbing is hit back like a ball.

Fan anbing had no strength to fight back.

This is the essential difference between the fight saint and the Dharma saint.

"Let's see how many ribs you've broken." Gu Fenghua seriously thought, and then a gentle smile, "five, then I interrupt you three more, gather a lucky number."

Lola's voice is endless, it is the sound of bone fracture.

There was no sound around for a moment, and there was a dead silence. All the people looked at Gu Fenghua on the stage and broke his opponent's ribs one by one.

Such a cruel thing, on the stage of the delicate girl's face, but always smile, smile is so beautiful, so pure.

It's chilling.

"It's just the beginning. I hope you don't wail at the beginning." Gu Fenghua will fan anbing before the words, intact back to him.

Fan anbing suddenly glared at what he wanted to say, but he could only make a reluctant voice.

The people around are chilly.

Before fan anbing's words, everyone heard them clearly. And now Gu Fenghua's words, they also listen to clearly!

Because of this, people's eyes at Gu Fenghua changed, and they were afraid.

This, this where is harmless small white flower, this is clearly a cannibal flower!

At this time, everyone understood that this game had no suspense.

In the stands, only ran Hongxue was smiling. Wei Haiyun's face is a little ugly.