I am a martial arts student who has defeated all the geniuses from famous schools

"The awakening record is marked as F-level cold blood, but the speed is extremely fast, and the performance is not like the elemental type. It is currently known that the martial arts foundation is absolutely genius level. I am a student, registered for the first year, the champion of the freshman competition last year, and the preliminary qualification test Qi and blood 3793."

Zou Hongxin was more and more confused.

"One elementary martial arts, confirmed to be Ice Blade, at least the peak realm, the freshman competition champion is rewarded with an intermediate martial arts, plus an intermediate martial arts that was practiced in advance as a reward from the student management department. The details are unknown. The outside world speculates that an intermediate martial arts is at least a small success, and there is a high probability that it has already been fully developed."

"It is impossible to have reached the state of full success in such a short time. Intermediate martial arts are not elementary martial arts."

Zou Hongxin felt that the experts of the martial arts issuer were talking nonsense and playing smoke bombs. This was deliberately praising Leng Feng. He knew very well how much hard work he had to practice intermediate martial arts.

However, he was also sure that Leng Yongjin actually lost the championship of the freshman competition.

Zou Hongxin finally understood why Leng Yong could not go to the player lounge to support Leng Rongrong. When he proposed it, he was rejected because he didn't dare to appear in front of Leng Feng in front of so many people.

Zou Hongxin didn't come here to support Leng Rongrong this time, but because he wanted to collect some information about Ma Tong, and he came here because he knew that Leng Yongjin and Ma Tong were brothers.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether Leng Yongjin provides it or not. As the strongest person in this session of Donghai Martial Arts Academy, it is difficult for Ma Tong to hide his various strength information.

Just asking Leng Yongjin can save a lot of time.

What Leng Yongjin doesn't know, outsiders can't know either. Similarly, what outsiders don't know, Leng Yongjin may not know either.

If he wants to hide it, Ma Tong will hide it from everyone.

"It's nothing to win the freshman competition championship. You can win the national competition championship next time."

Zou Hongxin could only comfort Leng Yongjin, but Leng Yongjin's face became even gloomier, because he was eliminated in the preliminary qualification this time, but Leng Feng passed.

"He should be quick in the early stage, and feel the national competition in advance. He will probably be the same as he is now next year." Zou Hongxin continued, "Don't worry, Rongrong will make that rubbish go away soon."

"The game has begun." Qin Yu reminded.

On the field, the assistant referee has finished checking the equipment, and the referee got the signal and raised his arm.

"Leng Rongrong vs. Leng Feng, the game begins!" After the referee said, the opening whistle blew, and the referee disappeared there at that moment.

The referees of the national competitions are all masters, and their speed is extremely fast.

"Whether you admit defeat or not, I will beat you up, you bastard." Leng Rongrong rushed over with a big stick in her hand. She also practiced a body movement, so her speed was extremely fast. She was in front of Leng Feng in just a flash and swung the stick.

"So fast!"

"How can you dodge this?"

In the field, the audience exclaimed, but then.

Puff! Blood splattered, and it was instantly frozen, falling onto the competition stage. Then, there was a bang, and the sound of a special steel stick falling was heard.

Leng Rongrong hugged her arms and knelt on the ground.

Beep, the referee whistle sounded again, "Knockdown!" Then it was announced, "Leng Rongrong was knocked down and lost her ability to fight. In this match, Leng Feng won and entered the second round."

Boom!

The entire martial arts hall exploded, with thunderous applause and deafening shouting.

"Oh my god, she was KOed in one blow. I thought Leng Rongrong was very powerful and was worried."

"Such a brutal blow, her arm is all red, and the wound is frozen. Leng Rongrong is in trouble now."

"Haha, how arrogant she was just now, how embarrassed she is now."

"No way, she was defeated in one blow, it can't be luck, Leng Rongrong has body movement martial arts, even if the blow didn't hit, she wouldn't be killed in the back."

"Slow motion, slow motion."

The slow motion of the blow just now appeared on the big screen.

Leng Rongrong's body movement is good, she didn't face Leng Feng directly, but used her body movement advantage, feinted, appeared on the flank of Leng Feng, swung the stick and made a powerful blow.

But strangely, Leng Feng seemed to have predicted Leng Rongrong's attack, and just stepped forward sideways, swung a knife, and cut Leng Rongrong's arm. At the same time, because of the swinging action, he moved his body, just avoiding Leng Rongrong's attack.

Leng Rongrong's long stick is similar to other long-handled weapons, slightly more than two meters. The characteristic of long weapons is that it is difficult to return to defense when the opponent is very close, and it is not as flexible as Leng Feng's long sword.

Although the long sword is 1.5 meters, the handle actually accounts for nearly one-third of the length. It can be long or short depending on the way the sword is held.

The handle is pointedIt is thick and heavy, and can also be used for attacking, similar to the attack mode when holding a long stick in the middle, but shorter and naturally more flexible.

"Leng Feng's combat instinct is so strong."

"This is the combat reflex arc. He doesn't need to stare at the opponent's position at all. He can instantly judge the opponent's position and directly make a corresponding counterattack by simply relying on the opponent's moves."

"Yes, Leng Rongrong's quick approach to attack is like a lamb walking into a tiger's mouth. It's a complete act of sending food."

"However, if she doesn't approach to attack, it will be dangerous. Leng Feng has a long-range trick like the Sky-Splitting Ice Blade. Although it is only a primary martial art, its attack power is not weak."

"Yes, it is hard to guarantee that he doesn't have a mid-level martial art for long-range attack."

"It's another game where the weak beat the strong. Thank you Leng Feng for contributing such a wonderful game to us."

"Just now, Leng Feng was still using the Ice Blade. I feel that he is no longer just at the peak level. Whether it is a move, judgment, or time control, it is perfect. I hope he can show us his newly learned intermediate martial arts in the next game. I can't wait to know."

The commentators of the national competition are different from those of the freshman competition. They are more professional. The two immediately talked about it as if they were after the fact.

Audience area.

Zou Hongxin's face was livid, and many people nearby looked at him. Some of them whispered to each other, and laughed a few times when they looked at him. It was obvious that he had just said something shameless, which made his face a little hot.

Because he had just finished speaking with certainty, Leng Rongrong was defeated by a blow, and the speed was almost as fast as a slap in the face.

Qin Yu and Leng Yongjin were also confused. They looked at each other and didn't know what to say, and Leng Yongjin's face became even gloomier.

After all, Leng Rongrong's blood was more than a thousand higher than Leng Feng, her bloodline was even B-level, she had practiced for a long time, had more combat experience, and her martial arts were not weak, but she was defeated in one move.