Gao Wu Arrives

Full of wine and food.

It's nine o'clock in the evening.

Most of the students have been arranged to rest by the students from the Chinese University.

But Lin Feng and the others came to the training hall of the martial arts club.

As officers of the Student Union, the school is reluctant to let them enter the arena to fight in the eyes of the public.

Because whoever loses. The future work in school is not easy to start. Because of one failure, other students can't help but despise you.

Even if his own strength is not as good as yours.

But this by no means meant that the school would not assess the strength of Lin Feng and the staff of the student union.

The enclosed training hall has four walls and floors entirely made of steel.

"How do you say, who wants to take the lead?" After Lin Feng and the others arrived, Li Pingkang scanned the audience and asked.

"It's up to Xu Jian and Chu Zihang to decide whether the visitor is a guest." Xu Pingsheng smiled.

Xu Jian and Chu Zihang from Chang'an University looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"It's better for the freshman students to come first."

"That's good." Li Pingkang nodded and looked over.

Among the crowd, Jiang Chi smiled slightly, took a step forward, and looked straight at Lin Feng: "Student Lin Feng, please be merciful!"

Lin Feng gave a wry smile.

Unexpectedly, I still can't hide.

He arched his hands and said, "Classmate Jiang Chi is polite, please!"

Because it was just a discussion, not a life-and-death duel, neither side had ever put on armor nor used weapons of open front.

Lin Feng casually took a heavy training sword from the weapon rack placed in the training hall.

Jiang Chi took two slender training horizontal knives.

"School brother Jiang Chi just became a fifth-level fighter a few days ago, I'm afraid he is far from the opponent of Junior Brother Lin Feng." Chu Zihang shook his head slightly and sighed slightly.

Actually.

It cannot be said that Jiang Chi is not excellent.

Even Jiang Chi is considered a normal genius. Not only Jiang Chi, but An Ruolin and Mu Ping, as well as the first year student union of Beidu University, they are basically at the level of fourth-level and fifth-level fighters.

Really speaking, Lin Feng is too perverted.

But there is no way, how can a normal genius be the opponent of a player?

"I heard that Lin Feng has the title of Newcomer King. I think this title is well-deserved! I'm afraid that this year, Lin Feng is invincible." Chu Zihang sighed quietly.

Others are also secretly awe-inspiring.

If earlier, because they and others were sophomores, they still had a sense of looking down on Lin Feng from their seniors facing their younger brothers, then at this time, they have a sense of importance for Lin Feng facing the players of the same level. Up.

"Student Lin Feng!"

After Jiang Chi gave a low voice to remind Lin Feng, the eyes that were already bright seemed to be covered with a layer of silver light.

He moved his feet, his figure flickered, flying away.

Holding a horizontal knife in each hand, the knife shines sharply, and the torn air makes a sharp sound, as if even steel can be cut.

"This sword skill can be considered barely strong." Chu Zihang nodded secretly.

Xu Pingsheng and Xu Jian looked at each other and nodded slightly.

I saw Lin Feng calmly, holding the knife in one hand, and slashing it from top to bottom, without smoke and flames.

This light and fluttering knife seemed to be slow and without lethality.

Oncoming Jiang Chi's expression changed.

With the sound of "cang", Lin Feng's knife was cut exactly on the tips of his two knives.

Jiang Chi's arms were numb, and the horizontal swords in both hands almost let go.

His figure flickered, and quickly retreated. But Lin Feng stepped down a little and chased him directly.

Undoubtedly, after the five moves, the horizontal swords of Jiang Chi's hands were picked up by Lin Feng.

"...I lost." Looking at his empty hands, Jiang Chi was stunned, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Classmate Jiang Chi accepted." Lin Feng was not arrogant or impatient.

In fact, with his strength, defeating a Jiang Chi, it is already difficult to get him excited.

not far away.

Xu Pingsheng, Xu Jian, Chu Zihang and others all nodded slightly.

They naturally saw that Lin Feng had kept more than one hand. Otherwise, Jiang Chi is afraid of losing with one move.

"The difference in strength is too great. Although Jiang Chi's sword skills are exquisite, compared to Lin Feng, it is like a child punching a strong man. No matter how subtle the child's boxing is, in the eyes of the strong man, they are all embroidered with fists and legs. , One punch can be broken!"

Nie Lixin, president of the sophomore student union of Chang'an University, let out a sigh of relief.

Jiang Hong, the vice chairman next to him, also nodded slightly: "Jiang Chi has not been unjustly defeated."

"Okay, thank the two students for the wonderful battle. Let's go to the next one." Li Pingkang stood up and took the lead in applauding.

In order to avoid Jiang Chi's embarrassment, he took the initiative to expose this matter.

Soon, An Ruolin and Mu Ping also played in succession, discussing with students such as Lu Mingze and Xu Jiayao from Chang'an University and Zhongdu University.

Several people win and lose.

Even because of their similar strengths, this battle is much higher than Lin Feng and Jiang Chi.

But in fact, the sophomores present didn't think much about it.

After the first-year students threw in their ideas, it was naturally the second-year students' turn.

Xu Jian was already mad at war, couldn't bear it, and immediately challenged Tian Qi's grudge.

"Student Bai, I heard that your Heavenly Luo sword is already a master, I don't know if I can learn one or two?"

Xu Jian's eyes were burning, staring at Tian Tian Qiu.

Tian Tianqiu, like Xu Pingsheng, is known as the two great elders of the second-year CUHK student.

Compared with Xu Pingsheng, Tian Tian Qiu was even more indifferent. I hardly go out and have been devoting himself to practice.

It was Lin Feng who only really saw him today!

Compared with Xu Jian's madness to fight, Tian Qiu almost didn't have any expression on his face.

Hearing this, he nodded slightly, did not speak, and took a training sword for himself.

Xu Jian didn't care about Tian Qiu's attitude, and took out a long sword from the weapon rack.

"Student Bai, please!"

With a low cry, he slammed his sword on his body, moving swiftly and explosively, as if an ancient bull was charging.

The air made a torn explosion.

Xu Jian's sword pierced Tianqiu straight. This sword is fast and ruthless, and it also carries a fierce and resolute murderous intent.

During the day, Qiu was neither sad nor happy, as if unaffected, his feet moved slightly, his figure trembling, like a dragonfly dancing lightly in the storm. The long sword in his hand is floating, one sword and one sword, like an antelope with horns, no trace to be found, full of a sense of beauty like a landscape painting!

This battle naturally made Lin Feng and others stare, watching carefully without blinking.

After all, these two people are well-deserved leaders among sophomores.

In a sense.

The dozens of people present almost represent the most outstanding group of people in Yanhuang's age group.

It's not an exaggeration to say.

In Yanhuang, people of their age can surpass them, and the number of people who add up on the surface and secretly will definitely not exceed the number of hands!

"Senior Xu Jian's sword is sharp, like a warrior's sword, fierce, and swift, and it never goes forward without leaving any room!"

Mu Ping's expression is serious, "Senior Bai's sword is like a knight's sword written by an ancient poet, unrestrained and unruly..."

Lin Feng nodded slightly, agreeing with Mu Ping's statement.

As the battle heats up, the sword in the enemy's hands becomes more and more misty during the day, as if a person is on the horizon, and as if it is close to the front. The sword light condenses into a white entity, forming an existence that looks like a net of heaven and earth.

"Tian Luo sword, heaven and earth net?" Lin Feng thought to himself.

At this time, that Xu Jian was already shrouded by the sword power of Tian Qiu. I saw that under one sword of Qiu Qiu during the day, dozens of white horses practiced burst shooting. In a flash, the poetic Qiu Tian Qiu became murderous.

"Haha, good! Look at my Lingtian swordsmanship, broken!" Xu Jian laughed loudly, his long hair moved without wind, and his eyes were full of magical dominance.