Chapter 1530

On a square at the back of Feiling gate, thousands of young disciples, ranging in age from ten to twenty, were gathered around at this time. They were full of vitality like the rising sun.

Many eyes are now looking at the center of the square. Two younger generation disciples are fighting. Every three months, it is a big event for the younger generation disciples. Every three months, Feiling sect will have a quarterly test to assess the cultivation of the younger generation disciples, and even have a ranking. The top 50 disciples are among them, which also represents their strength.

According to the Deacon who teaches the younger generation, among the top 50, the elders will come again to select their own disciples at that time, which makes these ordinary disciples work harder. Everyone wants to be their own disciples. They don't say to treat each other first, but their style is completely different.

The two young disciples on the stage touched each other and collided with each other. Suddenly, they made a deep sonic boom, and a figure was immediately smashed down the stage.

"Liu Hongsheng, the next group is Liu Zhichao against Nie Feng."

At the head of the square, there is the voice of the Deacon.

A figure suddenly jumped up. It was a young man of 16 or 17 years old. He was dressed in a light cyan robe. His body was strong. His body fell on the square. His action was pretty, which immediately attracted a lot of applause.

In the crowd, Nie Feng's body was vertical and his feet were forced, just like a beast pouncing on food. He also fell on the square. Although his action was not very good-looking, it was with a fierce momentum. However, this action was obviously not as popular as that of Liu Zhichao, and there was not much applause.

"Nie Feng is the leader's disciple. I don't know if he can defeat Liu Zhichao."

"Liu Zhichao is one of the most powerful among us. The Deacon praised him for his progress a few days ago."

"The two men don't know who will win."

With Nie Feng's coming to power, there was a lot of discussion among the disciples. Naturally, Nie Feng's identity can attract the attention of many disciples.

"Please." Liu Zhichao looked at Nie Feng. He was a few years older in age, but there was little difference in body shape. On the contrary, Nie Feng looked stronger.

"Elder martial brother, you're welcome." Nie Feng was very polite and nodded slightly. Suddenly, he hit Liu Zhichao directly with a fist print in his hand. Although there was no real Qi, his brute force was not weak and had a momentum.

"Whoosh!" seeing the blow, Liu Zhichao's eyes flashed, and his feet suddenly flashed white. A gust of wind attribute Qi shook, and his steps moved down quickly. He also avoided the blow quickly. Although it was rapid, there were some dangerous situations. Liu Zhichao seemed to be startled. Nie Feng's speed was so fast.

When his body retreated, Liu Zhichao was not polite. Facing the leader's disciples, he also wanted to be in the limelight. Suddenly, an earthy white Qi in his hand quickly condensed. Then, when he jumped at Nie Feng, he waved his right palm and suddenly curled into a sharp claw like shape, which was to grasp Nie Feng's chest. At his fingertips, the Qi of white wind attribute condensed at his fingertips, It's like wearing a pair of sharp gloves.

Before Liu Zhichao's paw print, there was a sound of breaking the wind. The speed was also very fast. The very fast speed came in front of Nie Feng.

Looking at Liu Zhichao's claw, with the sharp sound of tearing the air, many deacons around nodded slightly. Among these young disciples, Liu Zhichao's strength is good.

Nie Feng stared at this paw print, as if he were dealing with a beast's paw. There was no real Qi around him. However, when the paw print fell in front of him, he suddenly bent down and squatted. When his body twisted, he bent down and went down the bridge, directly turned over an arch bridge, fell to the ground with all his limbs, and bent his body on the ground, which was a lightning impulse, Avoid the paw print directly.

Liu Zhichao's paw print suddenly passed Nie Feng's belly. The strong wind blew the clothes on Nie Feng's belly.

At the same time, Nie Feng's eyes flashed. When he bent over, his left hand waved fiercely and fell on the ground. A stretch hit the ground, rose with strength, bent over and rose. A fist print was waved out at the first time and directly fell on Liu Zhichao.

In this rapid period, Liu Zhichao was directly hit by the fist and staggered back for several steps. His real Qi was obviously stagnant. After a few steps, he stabilized his body.

"The response is really good."

Under this move, many deacons also looked at it. Nie Feng's reaction was unusual. His brute force was not small. He was able to beat Liu Zhichao back a few steps. However, Liu Zhichao was already a heavy warrior, and it was unlikely that five or six ordinary adults would knock him down. Nie Feng had not cultivated his true Qi yet. I'm afraid it would be difficult to defeat him.

The fist was shaken back. Liu Zhichao was also surprised by Nie Feng's brute force and his face was ugly. This made him lose face. Suddenly, his true Qi flashed under his feet, and his figure hit Nie Feng again. His hand shook and formed a simple handprint. A handprint skill condensed and photographed Nie Feng directly.

Nie Feng also knows his shortcomings. As a leader disciple, some deacons are also very patient these days. He has done a lot of cultivation with him, including true Qi, spiritual power, elixir, martial arts and spiritual skills.

Looking at the palm print with Nie Feng, Nie Feng also knew that it was a martial art. It was very powerful. It was like the palm of the most powerful beast. He would suffer a loss under the hard resistance. As soon as his figure was vertical, he immediately avoided it directly to the side.

"You can't avoid it now." Liu Zhichao drank softly. He knew that Nie Feng's speed was not slow. It seemed that he had been prepared long ago. With a flash of real Qi, he suddenly stopped in front of Nie Feng. The palm print brought a strong wind and blew Nie Feng's clothes face-to-face.

Nie Feng's face changed greatly. Unexpectedly, the other party's speed was so fast. His eyes swept around the sky, and there was no external force to borrow. He had to retreat quickly.

When Nie Feng retreated again, at that moment, the palm print in Liu Zhichao's hand came out without stagnation, like a sharp arrow leaving the string, with a piece of white Qi, and the palm print fell on Nie Feng's upper chest.

Liu Zhichao is a heavy warrior and a warrior with wind attribute, and his speed is also very fast. Although Nie Feng has absolute fighting talent, it is not a forest, but in terms of strength, Nie Feng is only brute force, not even a formal warrior. It is very difficult to compete. The difference between a warrior and an ordinary person is not small.

When a palm print fell, Nie Feng's face changed greatly. He felt a palm on his chest and his figure retreated rapidly. He jumped several times in succession. According to his usual experience in the woods, he was hit by a beast. As long as the relay jumped away, his strength would disappear. The same is true at this time. The strength of this palm seems to have been removed, but the rest of his strength immediately fell on him.

Nie Feng stumbled back a few steps and threw himself directly to the ground.

"Good!"

This slap saved Liu Zhichao a lot of face and attracted a lot of cheers.

But under this palm, Nie Feng stood up again. Although his complexion was not very good-looking and his complexion was red, he did not lose. This competition also had rules. It was a defeat unless he retreated outside the surrounding circle.

Seeing that Nie Feng, an ordinary man, was nothing when he was slapped by himself, Liu Zhichao lost some face again. His figure flashed and rushed directly again. The fingerprints in his hands changed, his wrist shook, and the true Qi of the wind attribute gushed out. Then with a good momentum, he waved to Nie Feng again. It seems that at this moment, he has used his best.

Seeing this palm print coming again, Nie Feng clenched his teeth. In the first season test, he couldn't lose. He lost a little, but he couldn't humiliate his master. At this time, Nie Feng clenched his teeth and a faint red light appeared in his clear and dark eyes, "senior brother Liu, be careful." Nie Feng drank loudly, Hu Yin fell down and suddenly waved his right fist, On the right fist, there was a faint yellow awn lingering on it. When the soles of the feet stepped on the ground, the body rushed to avoid it, and suddenly hit Liu Zhichao.

Liu Zhichao is not afraid. Everyone knows that Nie Feng is just a person who can't cultivate true Qi. He shows a trace of disdain without showing any trace. A fist seal is impolite and directly impacts away.

One palm and one fist collided directly, and a dull sound came out. Where the palm and fist touched, there was also a faint space ripple that was hard to see.

The next moment, Liu Zhichao only felt that there was a strong force coming directly. The degree of this force was not even under him. Under the great force, the blood in his body suddenly surged, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth.

At the same time as like as two peas flew off the ground, Liu Zhizhao was thrown away from the ground several meters away, while Nie Feng was the same next time. It was also spouting blood from a mouthful. It was suddenly broken down, but it was only because of the weight that it was nearly a lot of Liu Zhizhao than he was.

Liu Zhichao may have been directly smashed out of the competition circle because of his size.

"Nie Fengsheng."

Many deacons were surprised. It was really an accident. Nie Feng was obviously an ordinary person and was able to defeat Liu Zhichao. It's a little abnormal.