Chapter 228

Ling Feng stood steadily on the stage, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the roaring several boxing fronts. Ma Teng's move was fast and fierce, almost blocking all the escape routes of Ling Feng.

But Ling Feng didn't care at all. His fist was waved again, but this time his strength was much stronger than the previous times.

"This guy really didn't use moves."

"My God, this guy is crazy."

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

After all, Ma Teng is a high-level master of Huaqi. He can't easily take over without using the skill. Therefore, Ling Feng's practice is undoubtedly self suicide.

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

Ma Teng's eyes are full of murderous spirit. His fists are like wild horses running out of control. They seem to tear the air apart.

"What a strong momentum."

"It's a quick fight." There was a cry of surprise from the audience.

"The boy has made a great success of it." Many of the inner door students were also moved.

Many of them need to do their best to deal with such a fierce attack. It's impossible to take it without using the skill.

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

Zhao Kun's eyes also showed a grim smile.

"Get the hell out of here."

Ma Teng suddenly drank, and almost mobilized all the Qi on his body, and the innumerable fists 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 player of the group, and he is the strongest person in the group.

"Broken!"

As soon as Ling Feng's eyes were fixed, his fists roared out with the sound of breaking the wind, just like a dragon out of the water, and roared together with Ma Teng's iron fist.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Ma Teng felt his whole body's blood surging, but his arm lost consciousness in a moment, and his body stepped out seven or eight steps to stop the decline.

But Ling Feng is still standing in place, the body is like a rock in general, even did not move.

"... how could that be!"

Ma Teng forced the Qi in his body to lower his blood pressure, and looked at Ling Feng with dull eyes.

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

"How can it be? This guy's so cute."

There was a lot of noise on the field, and almost everyone was stunned by the encounter 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 steadied his figure and showed a ferocious look in his eyes. At this time, Ma Teng was completely angry, and he was defeated by the other party even without using his moves. This is a great shame for him.

Furious Ma Teng, like a mad lion, pours on Ling Feng again.

At this time, he has lost his sense. Although his fist is fierce, he has lost his organization. Ling Feng is leisurely and easy, but he doesn't use any skills from the beginning to the end.

When the two men hit the tenth move, Ma Teng hit Ling Feng with one punch.

"I got you." Ma Teng's face is not from a joy, so close distance, Ling Feng can't escape.

"Bang!"

Ma Teng blows to Ling Feng, but what he hits is a virtual shadow.

"No!"

Ma Teng was surprised to find that he didn't hit Ling Feng, but it was too late. Ling Feng had already 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 that he wanted to scrap Ling Feng's arm, but now he was abandoned by Ling Feng's right arm.

"Ah

Ma Teng rolled on the ground in pain, when medical staff came to carry Ma Teng down.

The reason why Ling Feng is cruel to Ma Teng is that the other party wants to abandon himself first. For such a person, Ling Feng doesn't need to keep his hand.

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

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

"Is he Huaqi high level?" A tutor is not sure about Tao.

"It's impossible to defeat Ma Teng even if the higher level of Hua Qi doesn't use Kung Fu!"

Another mentor retorted.

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

After listening to the man's words, all of them were fierce. Ling Feng had never been studying in the college. With 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 idea soon overturned his own idea.

"98, Ling Fengsheng."

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

Ling Feng didn't use Gongfa from beginning to end. He relied on speed and skill. It can be said that his actual combat ability was amazing.

This referee would not have thought that this kind of combat ability can only be tempered after thousands of life and death struggles. Compared with the students growing up in the greenhouse, Ling Feng's combat ability is much higher than them.

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

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

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

After defeating Ma Teng, he has no opponent in this group, that is to say, in the third challenge arena, he won the first place over Ma Teng.

At this time, no matter the number one Zhao Kun or other inner door experts, they all feel a pressure on Ling Feng.

"I'm not as good as him." Zhao Tian a burst of wry smile, think that he has to protect Ling Feng, now think of his action is too ridiculous.

At this time, the competition of the other groups has ended, and the other seed players have all passed the test with complete victory.

On the rostrum, Long Wu was very satisfied with the result of the competition.

"This time, the little guys at the outer door are all good."

"Yes, Li Wenqiao is outstanding. Zhang Lang's strength is also a master who can challenge the inner door, but Ling Feng hasn't shown his real strength up to now. I'm afraid he's a surprise black horse." A nearby referee said with a smile.

"Hum, Ling Feng is just a guy who is popular but spoiled. 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 is definitely not a small boy. It's definitely not as simple as what we see“

"Well, I didn't meet Zhang Lang of our family. It won't be long before Zhang Lang of our family will show him his true shape." Zhang Hai is confident.

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

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

"Don't worry, I won't let him go if I dare to insult our Zhangjia people. I'll make him kneel down and beg for mercy if I don't do ten moves." Zhang Lang said coldly.

After listening to Zhang Lang's words, many people around him turned their eyes one after another.

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

Ling Feng smiles and looks at Zhang Lang, who stares at him in a gloomy way.

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

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

When Ling Feng entered the stadium in the morning, almost everyone thought that he was a soy sauce player, but unexpectedly, he became a black horse, and his momentum never lost to other groups of seed players.

People around him look at Ling Feng's expression, obviously with a bit of flattery, and even many people take 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 competition officially began.

The second round is the top three players in each group, so the strength should be stronger and the competition is more fierce. The competition also adopts a single cycle. Each player who is defeated will get one point, and one point will be deducted if he is negative. Finally, ten students who enter the inner court will be selected.

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

Zhang Lang was the first player in the challenge arena. His opponent was a black student of Huaqi middle level.

"Ape back fist." The black student's body swung and rushed to Zhang Lang, but Zhang Lang in front of him had turned into a virtual shadow. He hid behind him and slapped him on the back of his neck. The student fell down.

"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 ranking list.

A young man at the beginning of Huaqi attacks Tian Lei with a fist, but Tian Lei does not hide or flash, leaving the opponent's fist on him.

"How could that be?" Seeing that his attack was as if he had hit a stone, the boy turned pale and had to bow his head and admit defeat.

The only one who didn't make a move here is Li Wenqiao, because his opponent gave up when he came to power.

Soon he had a clear understanding of several seeded players.

Zhang Lang, who is famous for his quick and ruthless, makes moves like a poisonous snake and goes straight to the other party's vital point without giving him any chance at all.

Third, Tian Lei is famous for his defense. He practices hard Kung Fu and has strong strength.

However, the most popular person here is Li Wenqiao. He is not only beautiful, but also powerful. Every time he appears on the stage, many boys cheer and become idols on campus.

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

Finally, it's Ling Feng's turn.

Wu Feng stares at Ling Feng with a trace of fear in his eyes.

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

Wu Feng made a polite way to Ling Feng.

"Yes, please." Ling Feng smiles and makes a gesture of please.

"Follow the wind!"

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

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

"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, he would have been kicked out with a punch.

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