Aura Recovery: Activate the Sacrifice System at the beginning

His complexion was pitch black.

Song Renyi looked back to the field

Things didn't go according to his script, something was out of control.

"The combat power is 600, doesn't it mean that this student has also reached the sixth grade or above!"

He felt incredible.

This kind of genius, there are only two of their local candidates.

One of them is Zhao Ming, while the other is an absolute ace, and can be called a monster. Unfortunately, that person should still be hunting aliens outside the city today.

"Zhao Ming, make a quick decision!"

After a brief shock, Song Renyi calmed down again.

He still has [-]% confidence that the local candidates can win.

Because, Zhao Ming has already cultivated a palm technique that has reached the proficient level,

Hearing this, Zhao Ming nodded slightly.

Regarding the outcome of this time.

He felt in his heart that if he tried his best, it would be six or four, six for him, and four for Chang Yi.

Because, I have practiced martial arts.

Moreover, his innate ability has a great bonus to martial arts.

He remembered that Chang Yi's combat power last time was 613, and his current combat power was 610 naked, and 665 after using martial arts.

Spreading his palms, Zhao Ming looked at Chang Yi with blazing eyes and said, "Please!"

Chang Yi shook his neck, "Don't smudge, hurry up!"

He looked relaxed during the conversation.

Zhao Ming felt that beating him was six to four, but Chang Yi thought that he was absolutely [-] to [-] when beating him.

On the surface he threw away the sword, but in fact he still has two swords,

One hand is below, do not move lightly.

Once inside, you can move wherever you want.

Zhao Ming didn't hesitate anymore, leaned forward, and his spiritual power flowed, and orange-red light appeared in his hands. After palming, the light turned into two groups of flames and attached to it.

With a soft heck in his mouth, he attacked Chang Yi in an instant.

"Flaming Palm!"

Excuse me!What a low name!
Hearing the name of the other party's martial arts, Chang Yi even had the time to spit it out.

Seeing that Zhao Ming had rushed over.

He also showed his big ears, and also ran towards the other party, learning to shout loudly.

"Ten slaps to subdue the dragon!"

Zhao Ming, who was rushing forward, was slightly startled.

The teachers on both sides looked surprised.

Lao Liu spat out two melon seed shells and looked at Yang Yiming in doubt.

"Do you have this D-level martial art?"

Yang Yiming shook his head and pointed to the field.

When Lao Liu saw it, what Chang Yi had attached to his hand was nothing more than the ordinary spiritual power of "Too Chill", and it didn't look like he was using martial arts at all.

"This……."

Old Liu's face darkened.

"Let me just say, where did he get the time to practice martial arts in the past seven days? It turned out to be a bluff!"

"Well, this kid has an out-of-character personality, so I have to take care of it in the future."

"Look first, he said before that he was sure."

During their discussion, Chang Yi and Zhao Ming were already on the verge of fighting.

The two were not far away.

Three seconds later, each attacked in a pair, and their palms joined each other.

"Snapped!"

"Crack, clap, clap! clap!"

In the blink of an eye, the two palmed each other one, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

They were both rank-[-] warriors, and they didn't move too slowly. After facing each other, they switched positions.

Zhao Ming focused his eyes, "Come again!"

Chang Yi is naturally true, "Come on!"

He hasn't used Chifeng's ability yet!

At the end of the trial, Zhao Ming directly unfolded the power of this martial art this time.

"boom!"

The flame in his hand flashed, the color became deeper, and the air was filled with scorching heat.

Chang Yi raised his eyebrows and greeted him.

"Z~!"

After the two palms were docked this time, it was very different from before. Not only was the strength magnificent, but Chang Yi's hands were burned by the high temperature and a little painful.

"It's serious!"

With a hook at the corner of his mouth, the "Too Cold Air" on the sixth floor was circulating in his body, and the pain disappeared.

Zhao Ming narrowed his eyes.

"You practice "Too Cold Air"?"

Chang Yi chuckled, "That's right, your cultivation of "Red Flame Qi" is much better than someone before."

Not caring who he was referring to, Zhao Ming kindly warned:
"Although, you can continue to use exercises to wear down the effect of Flaming Palm, but if you go on for a long time, you will run out of spiritual power. After half a quarter of an hour, you will be defeated! Show your true skills!"

Chang Yi raised his eyebrows.

"you sure?"

If he shows his real skills, the other party may only be able to take one move.

Zhao Ming frowned. He was very satisfied with Chang Yi as his opponent.

Except for the mysterious test king who hadn't fought against him yet, this was the only freshman in this class who was on par with him.

But the character of the other party is really not flattering.

"Of course, pick up your sword. Since it's a battle, how can you be so light?"

Chang Yi smiled after listening.

"Then stop playing, one move will determine the outcome!"

After speaking, he put his left hand on his waist and spread his right palm.

Now that the other party asked for it, Chang Yi immediately mobilized Chifeng's power and gathered it on one finger.

Then, he attacked first.

Seeing that he was still empty-handed, Zhao Ming felt dissatisfied between his brows.

"Still, are you insulting me?"

I was a little angry in my heart, so I simply used all my strength, hoping that the other party would remember this lesson.

"Flaming Palm!"

The billowing spiritual energy fluctuated, and he went all out, and slapped Chang Yi with his palm.

Under the effect of martial arts, the palm that looked flaming and deep collided with the ordinary palm that looked obviously smaller.

"boom!"

The attacks of the two collided instantly, and sparks flew everywhere.

"what!"

Suddenly, someone screamed.

It's Zhao Ming.

After he screamed in pain, he fell to the ground with his entire right palm in his arms.

"what happened?"

Song Renyi was watching from the sidelines, but when he saw that Chang Yi still chose to face Zhao Ming empty-handed, he still cursed an idiot in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ming suddenly screamed.

Immediately the fight was interrupted, and Song Renyi hurried over to help.

"what happened to your hand?"

After looking at it, he found that Zhao Ming's hand was actually bleeding.

Especially the palm, it was more like being stabbed with a sharp weapon.

Song Renyi was shocked.

The skin membrane on the hand of a martial artist practicing palm technique is very strong, how could it be like this?
"You use a hidden weapon?"

He looked back at Chang Yi with a cold tone.

Chang Yi shook his head decisively.

His Chifeng is clearly a growth-type special weapon, how could it be a hidden weapon!
"Hey... so many people are watching, don't frame me!"

Song Renyi didn't believe it, and was about to refuse to let him go.

"No, I lost."

Zhao Ming spoke suddenly.

"What did you say?"

Song Renyi's expression changed suddenly.

Ignoring him, Zhao Ming still persisted and said to Chang Yi: "I lost! I didn't expect that the martial arts you practiced would actually be fingering. You never tire of cheating. I'm arrogant!"

He apologized for his attitude before.

"Fuck!"

Chang Yi was taken aback when he heard that, this guy won't be possessed by Zhang Long!
However, Chifeng's use of it in this way is indeed fingering.

Or, in the future, I will also learn about fingering and martial arts?

Chang Yi's eyes lit up, and he will definitely be able to use it in flying chess in the future.

Just thinking about it, several teachers came out.

Yang Yiming nodded to Chang Yi with a smile, and then said.

"Since I admit defeat, it's over. All local candidates leave here and we continue the test."

A teacher spoke, and the freshmen here became stiffer.

"Yes, get the hell out!"

"Did he let you come over?"

"I still want to make trouble, but I'll be crippled if I get slapped by the bully, that's all!"

"Go, go, I'm still waiting to get points after the test!"

The freshmen swear.

Chang Yi also nodded.

He still agrees with the last sentence!