Lord of the Star Ocean

Fear, anger, tension...

At this moment, the aggrieved hearts of the martial arts apprentices in the martial arts arena really cannot be described in words.

It is not uncommon for disciples from other martial arts gyms to come to kick the gymnasium. People from Chaoyang martial arts gym have come before, but they have never been as arrogant and arrogant as Ji Xinghua. They are not only defiant, but directly insulting!

But without the owner of the gymnasium, none of the martial arts disciples could defeat Ji Xinghua, no matter how wronged he was, he could only endure it.

Then Nie Feng appeared!

"Senior Brother Nie!"

The apprentices suddenly seemed to have found their backbone, and they all cheered up and shouted.

If there was anyone in the Wan'an Martial Arts School who could stand up against Ji Xinghua, it would be Nie Feng!

At this time, even the disciple who had the least favorable impression of Nie Feng was extremely eager for him to speak out for everyone.

Ji Xinghua's gaze focused on Nie Feng like a blade.

Nie Feng ignored the other party, and quickly walked over to help the small table up from the ground.

He shouted in a deep voice: "What are you all doing in a daze?"

A group of apprentices rushed over to treat their classmates who fell on the ground as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Ji Xinghua snorted coldly when he saw this, but he didn't stop him, and still stood there with a disdainful expression.

Nie Feng wiped the blood off the small table's face with his hand, and asked, "Who beat you?"

His voice was calm, but there was anger in it.

The little table said timidly: "When I opened the door just now, they suddenly broke in and bumped into me..."

Nie Feng nodded, turned to Ji Xinghua and the others and said, "Who knocked on the door just now?"

Ji Xinghua let out a "ha".

In his opinion, Nie Feng was so ridiculous that he didn't know what to say!

A young man standing on Ji Xinghua's right stepped forward and said proudly, "I hit it, so what?"

"and you…"

Nie Feng said: "Punch me!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure shot towards the opponent like an arrow from the string, swift and fierce like a tiger hunting, and in an instant he swung his iron fist and blasted towards the opponent's chest!

The young man never dreamed that Nie Feng's attack would come so suddenly. Although he had some precautions, he didn't wake up suddenly until Nie Feng's fist came close to him.

"ah!"

The Chaoyang Martial Arts disciple screamed strangely, and quickly raised his arms crossed in front of him to resist the punch.

Click!

Nie Feng's fist hit his left arm heavily, and there was only a crisp cracking sound, and he staggered back involuntarily, almost falling to the ground.

"Ah~"

The great pain caused by the broken arm bone made him scream out, his flushed face was completely distorted, and his body seemed to be on the verge of being unable to support himself.

Another Chaoyang disciple turned pale with shock, and rushed over to support him.

Ji Xinghua's complexion changed drastically, his eyes fixed on Nie Feng, and there was a shuddering anger in his eyes!

Nie Feng withdrew his fist and said flatly, "Remember to knock on the door first next time."

"Senior Brother Nie is mighty!"

All the Wan'an apprentices around, together with Chen Kai and several other direct disciples, all elated and applauded loudly.

This fist of Nie Feng was really hearty and hearty, it was so refreshing!

Ji Xinghua said coldly: "So the disciples of Wan'an Martial Arts School only know how to sneak attack?"

"Sneak attack?"

Nie Feng smiled contemptuously, pointed at the small table and said: "If you talk about a sneak attack, it was you from the Chaoyang Martial Arts Gym that first sneaked up on my little door boy from the Wan'an Martial Arts Gym. You have the face to say so!"

Chen Kai said loudly: "Well said, disciple Chaoyang is really shameless, and attacked our door boy in Wan'an!"

Not only did they hit the small table, but the three of Ji Xinghua, as star fighters, bullied ordinary apprentices of Wan'an Martial Arts Hall, which can also be said to be shameless, because all the martial arts practitioners in the front yard are ordinary fighters.

The other disciples were confident and yelled together with Chen Kai, which immediately boosted their momentum.

Ji Xinghua was speechless for a moment.

Nie Feng looked at Ji Xinghua with incomparable contempt, his gaze made Ji Xinghua turn from shame to anger.

Ji Xinghua claimed to be a genius, and he didn't pay attention to the disciples of Wanwuguan at all before, and a person as arrogant as him couldn't bear others' contempt.

He growled, "I won't talk nonsense with you, just ask you, do you dare to fight me fairly?"

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Nie Feng replied without hesitation: "Just don't cry when you lose!"

"Hahaha!"

The disciples of Wan'an Martial Arts all laughed when they heard this.

"you…"

Ji Xinghua was so angry that he clenched his fists and wanted to fight Nie Feng to the death to wash away the humiliation just now.

"Junior Brother Ji..."

The Chaoyang disciple who was supporting his companion immediately pulled him back and whispered a few words to him.

After Ji Xinghua finished listening, the excited expression on his face gradually disappeared, showing vigilance and vigilance.

He stared at Nie Feng, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you Nie Feng, the chief disciple of Wan'an Martial Arts?"

Nie Feng said lightly: "If you're scared, it's not too late to get out, but you have to apologize first."

A few more veins appeared on Ji Xinghua's forehead.

Even though his fellow disciple had just told him Nie Feng's identity and reminded him not to fall for Nie Feng's tricks, but hearing Nie Feng's sarcasm, he couldn't help the unknown fire in his heart.

Ji Xinghua clenched his fists and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, let's see who gets out of here lying down today!"

With a wave of Nie Feng's hand, all the Wan'an disciples around stepped back, giving enough space.

A few days ago, Nie Feng definitely did not have such prestige in the martial arts school, but his performance today made everyone admire and admire him.

But some disciples were secretly worried, because Ji Xinghua was a high-level black iron warrior, and his realm was steadily surpassing that of Nie Feng, and his strength should not be underestimated. He defeated Zhang Mo with only ten moves.

"Senior Brother Nie, we must win!"

I don't know who shouted first, and then all the disciples shouted: "Senior brother Nie will win!"

It is also mixed with the clear and crisp child's voice of the small table.

Nie Feng looked serious, and he clasped his fists at Ji Xinghua and said, "Wan'an Nie Feng, please advise!"

This is the basic etiquette of martial arts competitions, which means that he officially accepted Ji Xinghua's challenge, and the two sides will show off!

It was okay to humiliate the opponent in front of it, but now it is a real competition, and the rules should be respected.

It was this sudden change of serious and solemn attitude, coupled with the cheers and cheers from the surrounding martial arts disciples, that made his fighting spirit condense in an instant, making full use of the advantage of the home field!

Ji Xinghua held his breath and almost vomited blood.

He glared at Nie Feng bitterly, cupped his fists and replied, "Chaoyang Ji Xinghua, please advise!"

Just a few words, all squeezed out from between Ji Xinghua's teeth.

Invisibly, his momentum was weaker than Nie Feng's again.

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