Chapter 150: The first battle was won!

Wu Hao Qimen's performance martial arts field is very large, but including Hao Qimen's disciples and various factions, they are almost in a circle.

Twenty-eight adults, close to Qin Haoran.

Two adults, smiling close to Jun Chang.

排序 It can be seen from the rankings that many martial arts believe that the strength of the mighty door is even better.

Xun Jun often laughed: "Let the disciples of Qin League play."

Qin Haoran said lightly: "Since the head of the Jun came from a thousand miles, Qin could not perfunctory, so he let his disciples fight.

He said, and raised his hand.

He stood in the forefront of the disciple named Sun Ye and went straight to the Central Bank of Yanwu Stadium.

"Is the eight rank martial arts?"

Xun Jun often laughed and thought, and said, "Xiaofei, come on."

"Yes!"

飞 Li Fei rubbed his right foot on the ground, then shook his fist, striding toward the center of Yanwu Stadium.

Looks very relaxed, but actually panic.

After all, this is the first time that he represents the Iron Skeletons to fight against other disciples, and the pressure must be greater.

Xun Jun often laughed at the back and encouraged: "Don't be nervous, don't be stage frightened, just take your energy from playing in martial arts."

"Yep."

飞 Li Fei took a deep breath, his eyes flickered and firm.

Then, standing 5 meters away from Sun Ye, who is about 20 years old, stands tall himself, regardless of height and physique, there is a big gap!

"Hao Qimen passed on his disciples personally. After various experiences, the Iron-Bone Pie sent such a young man with thin skin and tender meat to play, I'm afraid it's a little overhanging."

"The head of the king should send Li Qingyang directly to win the weakest with the strongest, and then win the two games to the strongest against Hao Qi with the weakest."

"Come on, Haoqimen has three Jiupin martial arts soldiers, three top-quality Linggen disciples, and the Iron Bone faction sent Li Qingyang to play early, I'm afraid I can only win one."

"It seems as if the bones can win two games."

The martial arts whispered quietly.

More than fifty league big men sneered.

他们 In their opinion, Jun Changxiao stepped into the gate of Hao Qi, and no matter how he arranged his disciples to fight, the results could not be changed, only a loss.

Do not send Li Qingyang to win a game first, just wait to be shaved!

Uh ...

"Haoqimen, Sun Ye."

"Iron skeleton, Li Fei."

After the two reported each other's faction and name, Sun Ye shook his fist and whispered, "Boy, you just humiliated the host just now, I will make you miserable."

"Oh."

飞 Li Fei answered.

"Start!" Shouted an elder elder as the referee.

As soon as the words of the crickets fell, Sun Ye, a tiger-backed rush, rushed forward, his arms stretched out, and he obviously planned to grapple.

飞 Li Fei was a little on tiptoe, and the man ran away like a rabbit, and went around behind Sun Ye, bursting his fist, and blasted his back cleanly.

"Snapped!"

Xun Ye responded quickly, turned directly to look into the palm of his hand, clasped Li Fei's fist, and suddenly held it tightly, obviously crushing it.

"The disciple at Haoqimen was very strong at the first sight. The iron-bone disciples were clenched in fists, and it was difficult to get away. They could only be beaten passively. The first match ended.

A strong commented.

However, Sun Ye's five fingers squeezed Li Fei's fist tightly, and he never heard the sound of bone fracture.

This……

Everyone made a mistake.

The disciple of Qi Hao is a eight-ranked martial artist with a minimum of 12,000 jin. He should be able to easily crush it.

飞 Li Fei said: "Is this just strength?"

That guy ... laughing?

Many masters instantly raised an idea, this iron-bone sect disciple is extremely strong, otherwise it will never be so calm and easy!

"Damn!"

Sun Ye's fury filled with more spiritual power, the five-finger power burst into the extreme, but it was always difficult to shake, as if holding an iron golem!

"brush!"

飞 Li Fei stood up and swept his right foot straight.

Happy football kicked the stars countless times under his foot, and also played Jun often laughed many times, which is the golden right foot!

"嘭!"

The right foot, filled with spiritual power and physical flare, was smashed on Sun Ye's side, and ... more than one foot!

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

After Li Fei jumped, he fell inertially for a period of time, kicking five feet madly, each foot carrying more than 15,000 kilograms of power.

At the toe of the last foot, he was heavily bombarded on Sun Ye's temple. The destructive force caused him to lose his strength, and his dizziness receded backward.

"Good opportunity!" Jun Chang laughed.

飞 Li Fei, who broke free from the restraint, just landed, waved his waist and covered his knees, and then rushed into the volley.

"Iron bones without shadow feet!"

"嘭 嘭 嘭 嘭 ——————"

Sun Ye, who kept going backwards, showed his footprints on his chest.

Finally, retreat to the edge of the Yanwu field, and the person suddenly backed up. During the process, blood splattered up to three feet!

"Boom!"

The disciple disciple, who was ravaging the tiger's back, fell heavily at his feet, and his entire body was out of the performance martial arts area.

Obviously, defeat!

"brush!"

飞 Li Fei turned back a little by force, and after landing, he put on a ‘swallow copying water’ stance, saying, “I have given in.”

"it is good!"

Su Su Xiaomo shouted excitedly.

青 Li Qingyang and Xiao Guilin grinned.

"Pro-disciples? Really rubbish." Ye Xing muttered disdainfully.

The various factions glared at the big brothers in the family.

Li Fei, who was clenched his fist, actually spit out the blood of Sun Yezhen in a very short time, which is incredible!

Judging from the momentum, it seems that it is only a fifth-grade warrior. Why is the strength of each foot more than 15,000!

I am not saying that the fifth-grade martial arts cannot have such a high-power outbreak, but is based on high-quality and high-martial arts.

What about disciples?

I also used boxing when I shot. The five feet that got up in the air didn't use martial arts.

Also, iron bones have no shadow feet.

武 What kind of martial arts, what kind of quality, why haven't you heard of it?

Is not martial arts, nor quality, Jun Changxiao designed for Li Fei from Huang Feihong's idea.

I mean shouting a name to fool people, but in fact rely on the strength of a pair of feet to form dense attacks, no martial arts at all.

The spectators were unclear, and they speculated that the iron bones were named after the iron bones. Is it the unique skill of the iron bones?

The Qin League leader's face was gloomy to the extreme.

Disciple was defeated in this way, and he was defeated to a fifth-grade warrior, which made it difficult for him to accept!

There are also hundreds of league gangsters who look ugly ~ www.novelhall.com ~ After all, they wait to see the joke, but the plot is different from what they thought!

Wang Donglin nodded his head and praised: "Although this son only has the practice of five-grade martial arts, he can explode such a high foot force. It is a good seed."

Ai Shangyu muttered in his heart: "The disciples must have taken plastic body dan, otherwise it would be difficult for the fifth-grade martial arts practitioners to practice and resist the strength of disciples of Haoqimen."

After Gao won her first victory, Jun Chang smiled and arched towards Qin Haoran, who had an ugly face: "Qin League leader, I'm sorry, I was lucky enough to win a game."

"Humph."

Qin Haoran snorted, and ordered his disciples to take away Sun Ye, who passed out, and said lightly, "King of the king, send your disciples to fight in this second game."

It doesn't matter if you lose a game, as long as you win next, you can let this kid clean the horse!

Xun Jun often smiled and held his chin for a moment to consider, and said, "Tian Qi, go to war."

"Yes!"

Putian Qi stepped forward.

He once participated in the martial arts contest, and he was more stable than Li Fei.

Xi Qin Haoran did not send eight-pin martial arts disciples this time, but directly sent nine-pin martial arts disciples. Obviously, he must win the second victory.

"The leader of Qin League is not going to let Bapin martial arts disciples play."

"There are two Jiupin martial arts, two peak martial arts, and a warrior, who can just come and play against the other five disciples."

"The disciple named Li Fei just now has very good strength. He should be strong and weak, but how hard are the disciples?"

Li Fei, who had just returned to the back of the head, heard some people's discussions, and really wanted to tell them aloud—I am the weakest in the village, so I did something unexpectedly with my feet!