Chapter 290

Before dawn, the competition field of Haoran college is already overcrowded.

Feng Yan has been restless since he received Zifeng's challenge post yesterday. To say that a new challenge is not worth mentioning for Feng Yan. However, the rumors about Fu Xiuwu Zifeng have long been popular. Besides, Feng Yan has just won the 100th place in the Kun list some time ago, and there are many coveters.

I don't want to be lifted to the top of the storm again because of Wu Zifeng. It is no longer a simple challenge. The deeper excavation is the competition between Freshmen and seniors.

Many freshmen are bullied by the older students in the college after they enter the school. Those who are grumpy and rude are taught a lesson. They say: teach.

As the champion of Freshmen's competition, Zifeng despised the old students when he threatened to challenge the strong ones in kunbang, but it was a shocking event to hear their Freshmen's ears. At the same time, he was also proud of their freshmen in disguise. So they all waited here early, waiting for Zifeng to appear.

At this moment, there is no gap between Fuxiu and Wuxiu. Some only have a contest between Freshmen and veterans. So as soon as dawn broke, the court was full, and even some reclusive practitioners appeared in turn to see who the young people who were in the limelight recently were.

Bearing great pressure of public opinion, Feng Yan, the challenger, sat on the ground in the competition field early and closed his eyes.

Shortly after Feng Yangang arrived, at the entrance of a corner of the competition field, he walked into a young man in a silver white robe. The auspicious cloud pattern on the young man's chest showed that the identity of the comer was Fu Xiu. In this way, it must be Wu Zifeng.

A burst of waves rippled in an instant, and many people glanced one after another. Finally, they saw the true face of Zifeng's Lushan Mountain. The new students waiting for a long time on the field cheered like a mountain and a tsunami. This kind of treatment Rao is Zifeng, which has never been seen in the freshman test.

Behind Zifeng, a steady stream of people poured into it. Soon, the competition field was full of people. But there are still more people outside who want to go in and gamble.

Finally, I don't know who climbed onto the surrounding walls. When the wandering people's eyes brightened, they all rushed up. Looking from a distance, the competition field was occupied by the dark crowd. Almost half of the martial artists of Haoran college flocked, and even some teachers of Haoran college came.

"Are you Wu Zifeng?" Feng Yan stood up and asked faintly.

On the stage, he took out three Fengxiang talismans from the talisman bag and handed them to him, "it's Wu Zifeng who came to ask the elder for advice." Not at all, because the other party is kunbang strong, his mood is half restless.

"Interesting, interesting, I want to know, what makes you so calm? Are you bold? " Without taking over the three talismans in Zifeng's hand, Feng Yan glanced coldly at Zifeng several times.

Before leaving, many old friends shouted and asked Feng Yan to teach a lesson to the young man who didn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. Feng Yan smiled away, his eyes full of disdain. The prestige of all the old students of Haoran college can't be shaken if the new students want to shake it.

"After receiving your talisman, I don't need it. I just want to tell you that today is not a challenge, but I can't see it and give advice, because you are not qualified!" Standing in front of Zifeng, Feng Yan carried his hands and looked at Zifeng proudly.

"Good!" The people watching around immediately shouted, and they knew it was the voice of the old man.

Hearing the speech, Zifeng's face was still sad and happy. He received the three talismans into the talisman bag, "in that case, come on!"

Arrogant, absolutely arrogant. Feng Yan has actually put himself in the position of an old student, but Zifeng ignores this set and fights whenever he wants. Sometimes the facts and words can prove everything better.

Besides, Zifeng is also prepared this time. Feng Yan, as the last one in the Kun list, knew his information as early as Zifeng. In the later stage of the general, the skill he relied on was the cirrus cloud Sabre technique, which should have a mysterious level, but this is only one point. Feng Yan people call him a crazy wolf. He is ruthless and doesn't hesitate to die. With this momentum, his opponents are often timid before fighting.

Just then, there was a person on the side of the field. Even in the competition field, there was a cut. Otherwise, once a real fire broke out, there would be no sense of propriety and order, and the competition field would not be demolished by these bastards.

"Well, I haven't seen such an arrogant freshman for a long time. Since I'm an old student of Haoran college, why don't I let you do three moves!" Without drawing out his weapon, Feng Yan tried to overwhelm Zifeng in momentum.

When Zifeng smiled, "brush brush brush" threw out three explosive empty symbols. When there was still a step away from Feng Yan, the explosion opened, and the shock wave didn't splash Feng Yan. "The three moves have passed, let's start."

At the moment when Xinsheng saw Zifeng's hand, even if he didn't say it, there was still a trace of loss in his heart. I didn't think Zifeng was just shaking, but suddenly cheered. A particularly loud group of people were people who knew Zifeng: Zhao Wuji, Chen Zhaoming, Ge Jinqi, Lu Shuguang, Li Gaofeng and, of course, Lin xuanke.

How could Zifeng's every move escape their attention.

A willow leaf cloak knife was pulled out by Feng Yan, "if you don't cherish the opportunity, don't blame me!" As soon as the voice fell, there was a rush, and the body was shooting towards the sub storm.

In Feng Yan's understanding, Wu Zifeng's energy channels are broken all over his body. He has come to this day step by step by relying on the talisman and spirit body. As long as he is hit when he doesn't react, Wu Zifeng's thin body must be irresistible.

However, under the spiritual force of the middle stage of entering the hall, how can Feng Yan's every move escape Zifeng's perception? With a side step, the ink knife was instantly held in his hand. He didn't want the ink knife to set off another wave in his old life. Only when Xinsheng is silent and has really seen the power of the ink knife, can he know how sharp the incomplete ink knife is.

Feng Yan's face was stunned. At the moment when the ink knife appeared, a terrible cold came to his face, and the willow leaf cloak knife in his hand couldn't help holding it tighter. The two are staggered. The big knife cuts back and cuts at Zifeng's back.

Zifeng's footsteps drew a circle on the ground. He didn't see how to move. His upper body was strangely twisted. The big knife passed by. It was Zifeng's walking like a shadow. It was a sharp weapon for close combat.

Feng Yan's eyes were frozen. Zifeng's body method was really wonderful, but he didn't win by body method in the battle. He didn't have vitality. What can you do to dodge the overwhelming attack!

After saying that, the willow leaf cloak knife came straight from the sea like a dragon. It was much faster than the previous temptation. There was a sound breaking through the air. This simple move is enough to see the arrogance of the strong in Kun bang. One move has been practiced at least ten million times.

In the face of this sudden knife, Zifeng's body method was stretched out for a moment, but the smile on the corner of his mouth still didn't dissipate, and the void sword in the sea could not help it