Chapter 228

Ling Feng stood steadily on the stage, narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the roaring fist front. Ma Teng's move was fast and fierce, almost sealing all the escape routes of Ling Feng.

However, Ling Feng didn't care and waved his fist again, but this time his strength was much stronger than previous times.

"This guy really didn't use moves."

"God, this guy is crazy."

There was silence under the stage, and all the people held their breath and stared at the two people who were about to collide on the field.

After all, Ma Teng, who uses thousands of horses to gallop, is a high-level master of qi transformation. It is impossible to take over easily without using the skill method. Therefore, Ling Feng's practice is undoubtedly to seek his own death.

"Boy, today I'll let you know the end of arrogance. Get out of the challenge arena."

Ma Teng's eyes were full of murderous spirit. His fists were like wild horses running away, as if they had torn the air.

"What a strong momentum."

"What a fast fist." There was a cry of surprise from the audience.

"The boy practiced this move to great success." Many of the inner door students were also moved by it.

Many of them need to deal with such a fierce attack with all their strength. It is impossible to take it without skill.

"Just wait for the arrogant boy to hit himself in the face."

Zhao Kun also showed a grimace in his eyes.

"Get off the stage."

Ma Teng drank violently and almost mobilized all the Qi on his body, and the countless fist fronts also instantly merged into a huge iron fist wrapped by Qi and smashed Ling Feng.

He wants to use this fist to tell everyone that he is the seed of the group and he is the strongest person in the group.

"Broken!"

Ling Feng's eyes coagulated, and his fist roared out with the sound of breaking the wind, just like a dragon out of the water, and roared with Ma Teng's iron fist.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Ma Teng felt a surge of Qi and blood all over his body, and his arm lost consciousness in a moment. His body actually stepped out of seven or eight steps to stop the decline.

But Ling Feng was still standing in place, his body was like a rock, and he didn't move.

"... how could this happen!"

Ma Teng forced his Qi into his body with genuine Qi and looked at Ling Feng with dull eyes.

Just one punch can be said to use his whole body strength. I thought he would blow Ling Feng out of the challenge arena, but the result was that he was shocked four or five meters, but Ling Feng didn't move.

"How can it be? This guy is too abnormal."

There was a lot of noise on the field. Almost everyone was stunned by the collision just now. In their opinion, the attack that can almost be described as terror was so easily resolved by Ling Feng.

"No way, no way, boy, I'm going to kill you."

Ma Teng stabilized his figure and showed a ferocious look in his eyes. At this time, Ma Teng was completely angry. He was defeated by the other party without even using his moves, which was a great humiliation for him.

The furious horse leaped like a mad lion and jumped at Ling Feng again.

At this time, he had lost his reason. Although his fist was cruel, he had lost his composition, while Ling Feng took small steps leisurely and freely, but Ling Feng didn't use any skills from the beginning to the end.

When the two men hit the tenth move, Ma Teng punched Ling Feng.

"I got you." Ma Teng's face was filled with joy. Ling Feng couldn't escape at such a close distance.

"Bang!"

Ma Teng punched Ling Feng, but what he hit was a virtual shadow.

"No!"

Ma Teng was surprised to find that he didn't hit Ling Feng. Unfortunately, it was too late. Ling Feng had flashed behind him.

"Bang... CLICK!"

With a sound of bone fracture, Ma Teng rushed forward a few steps and fell to the ground.

Originally, he said he would scrap Ling Feng's arm, but now Ling Feng has disabled his right arm.

"Ah!"

Ma Teng rolled on the ground in pain. At this time, medical staff came and carried Ma Teng down.

Ling Feng is cruel to Ma Teng because the other party wants to abolish himself first. For such a person, Ling Feng doesn't need to keep his hand.

"God, he defeated Ma Teng without any moves."

"What kind of cultivation is this guy? He's so strong."

"Is he a high level of Qi?" A tutor's uncertain way.

"It's impossible to defeat Ma Teng without skill even at the high level of qi transformation!"

Another tutor retorted.

"It can't be a spiritual realm." Suddenly someone said.

After listening to the man's words, everyone was outrageous. Ling Feng had never studied in the college. Relying on his own strength, he was able to reach the spiritual realm in such a short time.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." The tutor who just put forward this view soon overturned his idea.

"No. 98, Ling Fengsheng."

At this time, the voice of the referee sounded on the challenge arena. The referee was the closest to the two, so he saw the competition most vividly.

Ling Feng didn't use the skill from beginning to end. He relied on speed and skills. It can be said that Ling Feng's actual combat ability is amazing.

The referee would not expect that such combat ability can only be tempered after thousands of life and death struggles. Compared with the students growing up in these greenhouses, Ling Feng's actual combat ability is too much higher than them.

"Ling Feng really defeated Ma Teng without working hard."

"I'm not dreaming. Ling Feng is the first in the group."

Everyone's eyes fell on the tall and straight figure on the challenge arena.

After defeating Ma Teng, he has no opponent in this group, that is to say, in the No. 3 challenge arena, he overtook Ma Teng and won the first place.

At this time, no matter Zhao Kun who ranked first or other internal experts, he felt a pressure on Ling Feng.

"My strength is not as good as him." Zhao Tian smiled bitterly. He thought he had to protect Ling Feng all the time. Now he remembered that his actions were too ridiculous.

At this time, the competition of other groups has also ended, and the other seed players have passed with a total victory.

On the podium, Long Wu was very satisfied with the result of the game.

"Several little guys at the outer door are good this time."

"Yes, Li Wenqiao is unique. Zhang Lang's strength can also challenge the master of the inner door, but Ling Feng hasn't shown his real strength so far. I'm afraid it's a surprise dark horse." A nearby referee smiled and said.

"Hum, Ling Feng is just a fussy but spoiled guy. He doesn't use moves all the time. Maybe he doesn't know any moves at all." Zhang Hai said coldly.

Hearing Zhang Hai's words, the referee shook his head and said“ Ling Feng must be a big boy. It's definitely not as simple as we see“

"Cut, I didn't meet Zhang Lang of our family. It won't be long before Zhang Lang of our family will let him show his original shape." Zhang Hai's confident way.

At this time, Zhang Lang's eyes narrowed slightly and stared at Ling Feng not far away.

"Brother, you must avenge me." Zhang Yuan's unwilling way.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone who dares to humiliate us. If I don't give ten moves, I'll let him kneel down and beg for mercy." Zhang Lang said coldly.

After listening to Zhang Lang's words, many people around looked at him one after another.

"Ling Feng, did you hear that? Zhang Lang, that guy, even said wildly that he wanted ten moves to make you kneel down and beg for mercy. " Wu Fei said angrily.

Ling Feng smiled and looked at Zhang lang. at this time, Zhang Lang stared at himself with a gloomy face.

"Whatever he says, anyone can boast“ Ling Feng said faintly.

At the end of the first round, Ling Feng also came to the rest area.

When Ling Feng first entered the stadium in the morning, almost everyone thought he was playing soy sauce, but unexpectedly, he became a dark horse, and his momentum did not lose to the seed players of other groups.

People around looked at Ling Feng's expression, obviously with some compliments. Even many people took the initiative to chat up with Ling Feng. After all, the strong are the focus of people's eyes at any time.

After an hour's rest, the second round of the game officially began.

The second round is the top three players in each group, so the strength should be stronger and the competition is more intense. The competition also adopts a single cycle. Every time you beat a player, you will get one point, and if you lose, you will deduct one point. Finally, ten students who enter the inner court will be selected.

At the beginning of the game, Ling Feng's order was lower, so he leaned in the lounge to watch other people's games quietly.

Zhang Lang was the first to play in the challenge arena. His opponent was a big black student of middle rank.

"Ape back fist." The black student shook his body and jumped at Zhang Lang, but Zhang Lang in front of him had turned into a virtual shadow, hid behind him, slapped him on the back of his neck, and the student fell down.

"What a fast speed." Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, a strong young man stepped on the challenge arena. This is Tian Lei, who ranked third in the list.

A young man in the early stage of Huaqi blew a fist at Tian Lei, but Tian Lei didn't hide or flash, and let the other party's fist hit him.

"How could this happen?" Seeing that his attack was like hitting a stone, the young man turned pale and had to bow his head and admit defeat.

The only one who didn't make a move here was Li Wenqiao, because his opponent admitted defeat directly on the stage.

Soon he had a clearer understanding of several seed players.

Zhang Lang, known for his quickness and ruthlessness, made moves like a poisonous snake and went straight to the other party's key without giving him any chance at all.

The third place Tian Lei is famous for his defense. He practices hard Kung Fu and has strong strength.

However, Li Wenqiao is the most popular here. He is not only beautiful, but also unmatched in strength. Many boys cheer every time he comes out, just like an idol on campus.

"Ling Feng on the 98th and Wu Feng on the 22nd."

Finally, it's Ling Feng's turn to play.

Wu Feng stared at Ling Feng with a touch of fear in his eyes.

"Ling Feng, I know you are strong, but I want to see how far I am from you."

Wu Feng saluted Ling Feng and said politely.

"OK, please give me some advice." Ling Feng smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

"Wind palm!"

When Wu Feng stepped on the ground, his right hand turned into a sword and rushed at Ling Feng, but his body stopped in front of Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's fist had stopped against the tip of his nose, and his palm was still in mid air.

"What a fast speed." Wu Feng felt a strong wind coming.

"I lost." Wu Feng was already in a cold sweat at this time. If Ling Feng didn't stop just now, he would have been kicked out by a punch.

Ling Feng easily got a point and walked down the challenge arena. At this time, Zhang Lang was staring at Ling Feng coldly.