"Is it finally here? I have been waiting for a long time!"

"The Wind and Thunder Palm is perfect, and the Crazy Demon Fist is perfect! I don't know who will lose and who will win?"

"That's right, they are all first-grade top-level exercises, but Crazy Demon Fist seems to be more suitable for Zhang Kuang?"

"Hehe, I also said that Fenglei Zhang is more suitable for Chen Fan?"

"Hey, what's the fuss about this? An'an's watching it with peace of mind. Needless to say, this show will definitely be exciting!"

"Yes, but if they met so early, one of them would miss the semi-finals?"

"yes."

"Several, what do you think?"

In the stands, the city lord Xia Hong asked with a smile, his eyes mainly fell on Qin Feng and Mo Yuanlong.

"I naturally believe in Zhang Kuang."

Qin Feng said without hesitation.

"Oh, why?"

Xia Hong asked curiously.

"belief!"

Qin Feng said succinctly: "Zhuang Kuang has the belief of fighting to the end with blood and putting all his eggs in one basket! If you are not crazy, you will not survive!"

"really."

Xia Hong nodded, deeply agreeing.

The competition in the arena is not of the same order of magnitude as the battle of life and death.

Many martial artists from the academy, in the burrows, can display half of their strength, which is not bad. What's more, they are too frightened to move.

Only those who put life and death beyond their control can move forward!

"Where is Master Mo?" Xia Hong continued to ask.

Mo Yuanlong looked a little embarrassed.

He didn't even know when Chen Fan's Fenglei Palm reached Dzogchen, what should I say?

And what Qin Feng said was true, even he was a little afraid to fight Qin Feng, a big madman.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said with a smile, "I naturally believe in Xiaofan."

"What's the reason?"

"Because he always surprises me."

Mo Yuanlong laughed.

Gao Song, the owner of the Jidao Martial Art Museum, was speechless. What's the reason?

"Yes, let's see if he can bring us any surprises this time."

Under the ring.

"Junior Brother Chen, are you sure?"

Fei Xiang looked at Chen Fan.

Many juniors also have high hopes for Chen Fan.

Not to mention anything else, that Zhang Kuang attacked Wang Zhe too hard!

They simply don't treat people as human beings!

"certainly."

Chen Fan was also angry, and said: "I will make Zhang Kuang not be mad again."

"good!"

"Hey, have you said enough? The daylilies I've been waiting for are all cold. Could it be because I'm afraid?"

Zhang Kuang shouted.

"You think too much."

Chen Fan jumped onto the stage.

"good."

Zhang Kuang licked his lips, wiped his fists, and said, "I hope you can give me a good fight!"

"etc!"

Just as the referee announced the start of the game, Chen Fan raised his hand.

"What's wrong? Isn't he afraid?"

"Are you already on the stage at this time?"

"What the hell is he trying to do?"

"What's the matter?" the referee asked.

Chen Fan didn't speak, walked to the side, picked up a wooden knife, and then walked back again.

"???"

"what's the situation?"

"Isn't he practicing boxing and kicking? The wind and thunder palm is perfect!"

"Yeah, don't use the palm, go to use the knife?"

"Is he out of his mind?"

"Chen Fan, what do you mean, look down on me?"

Zhang was furious.

In his opinion, if Chen Fan doesn't do his best, he despises him!

This is far more uncomfortable than him not getting the first place!

"What? Who told you that I can't use a knife?"

Chen Fan chuckled, and said: "Later, I will use Junior Brother Wang's martial skill, Soul Breaker Knife, to convince you to lose."

"Soulbreaker?"

"He actually knows the Soul Breaker Knife?"

"Kang Kuang is the Great Perfection of Crazy Demon Fist! Even at the peak of the Broken Soul Knife, there is no advantage?"

"What if it's Dzogchen?" Someone laughed and said, "How can flesh and blood compare with swords?"

"Could it be that Xiaofan's soul-breaking knife is also Dzogchen?"

On stage, Mo Yuanlong felt that his head was not enough.

Not to mention him, Qin Feng, Gao Song also thought it was impossible.

How can there be such a monster?

In just a few days, breaking through to the nine-star martial artist, and then practicing the wind and thunder palm to the Dzogchen, that's fine, the saber technique is also Dzogchen?

Don't you dare to write like that in novels?

"You really want to use a knife?"

Zhang Kuang said angrily.

"Really." Chen Fan nodded.

"Okay, then I'll let you know the fate of despising me!"

Zhang Kuang let out a furious roar, as if he was crazy, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Chen Fan, and punched out with a roar.

"Well done!"

Chen Fan slashed down!

In an instant, the wind howled, and ghosts cried and wolves howled!

Immediately afterwards, the shadow of the three swords came one after another!

"Dzogchen!"

Mo Yuanlong's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

"How can it be!"

Qin Feng couldn't believe it.

"Fist and sword master..."

Gao Song sighed, feeling powerless.

"Peng!"

There was a loud bang.

The wooden knife and the fist collided violently!

"Silk……"

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, then his face changed dramatically.

pain!

The next moment, another knife shadow slashed down!

"I like it!"

Zhang Kuang let out a furious roar, pumping his blood again! The veins on the entire right arm were exposed, which was extremely hideous!

"Peng!"

A bang!

Before Zhang Kuang had time to react, the third knife shadow slashed at his fist again.

Pain!

The pain that goes deep into the bone marrow!

Zhang Kuang's expression was extremely painful, and he looked at his right fist, which was already swollen high, the kind that would never recover within ten days and half a month.

"If it was replaced with a real knife, his hand would have been gone long ago."

City Lord Xia Hong said in a low voice.

"yes."

Gao Song nodded.

They are all in the realm of Dzogchen, can flesh and blood be able to contend with weapons?

Just like those body training techniques, tyranny is indeed tyrannical, but you try it with a magic weapon?

Flesh and blood are no match for swords after all.

"Don't you want to fight? I'll fight with you enough!"

Chen Fan sneered, and in front of him, it was another soul-breaking knife!

The shadow of the triple sword strikes.

"!!!"

Zhang Kuang didn't have time to think, he swung his left fist!

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"My hand! My hand!"

The next moment, Zhang Kuang grinned and jumped like a monkey.

"Is it Crazy Fist?"

Chen Fan followed behind, raised his knife and slashed.

"I made you crazy."

"I made you crazy."

A very strange scene happened, one person was running desperately in front, blowing air on his fist while running, and the other was slashing behind with a knife, asking questions while slashing.

"Are you still crazy?"

"Crazy or not?"

"It's not crazy, it's not crazy." Zhang Kuang cried.

Is this Nima a sword technique?

Is it the stick method?

Don't you bring such a bully?

"I don't believe it unless you stop."

Chen Fan shouted while chasing.

"Stop it and let you continue chopping? I don't believe it, unless you stop first!"

Zhang Kuang shouted without looking back.

"Don't run! If you stop, I won't chase you."

"Don't chase me first! If you don't chase me, stop!"

"Don't run away!"

"Don't chase me!"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Good guy, what's going on like that?

What about playing house?

This is the arena, okay?

"Okay, stop."

Xia Hong really couldn't bear to watch this farce, even though he was holding back his laughter.

As for Qin Feng, he was so angry that his lungs would explode.

"This kid."

Mo Yuanlong laughed until his stomach ached.

Who would have thought that the little lunatic would be chased and slashed to tears?

Next time if you want to compete with Qin Feng, can you do the same?

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