Lord Hong

"You Qian..." According to the rules, Wang Zun had already won at this moment, but he didn't have the slightest intention to stop. He rushed towards You Qian very quickly and kicked You Qian's head.

This is the rhythm of the killer

"sky."

exclaimed.

I don't know if it was intentional or if I didn't realize it, the referee Guang Bing, who was supposed to stop him, was half a beat slower than usual.

And the moment Wang Zun moved.

"Get out!" A furious voice sounded.

Many martial arts disciples who watched the battle off the field didn't react at all, and saw a blurry figure under the ring rushing onto the ring.

Chapter 14 Ferocious

The speed of this figure.

too fast.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zun was kicked like lightning.

"Not good." Wang Zun, who was about to attack You Qian, caught a glimpse of this kick out of the corner of his eye, and was horrified in his heart. He ignored You Qian, put his arms across his body, and retreated violently at the same time.

Facing the extremely ferocious kick, he didn't dare to bear it.

"Bang~"

Wang Zun, who kicked like lightning, flew backwards in an instant, flying a full five or six meters before falling heavily on the ground of the ring, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and then he managed to hold up a hand.

Half kneeling on the ground.

The disciples watching the battle were all taken aback by this kick.

"You Qian, how is it?" Yun Hong didn't bother to look at Wang Zun, and carefully observed You Qian's injury. With his current strength, it is possible to kick Wang Zun to death just now.

Wang Zun was still able to get up, so he was showing mercy.

"Yun...cough cough, Brother Yun, it's okay." You Qian forced a smile, but he kept coughing, and there was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Yun Hong's face was ugly. He roughly judged that two of You Qian's ribs were broken by kicking. As for whether the internal organs were injured, it depends on the specific inspection.

"Don't move, you'll be talked about too. Brother Xie has already gone to call the doctor." Yun Hong said softly.

The ribs were kicked and broken in the previous fight, Yun Hong could barely accept it, and it was not uncommon to be injured in a martial arts competition, but after You Qian lost the ability to resist, Wang Zun wanted to put someone to death, which made him really angry.

This is just a competition, not a fight to the death.

"Yun Hong, you are so brave. The disciples are not allowed to interfere in the competition. How dare you rush up to interfere and even injure the disciples in the competition. Where do you put the court rules?" An angry voice rang out, and the speaker was the referee Guang soldier.

Yunhong stood up and stared at Guangbing.

"You Qian lost, can't you see it?" Yun Hong suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.

Win or lose?It's just an ordinary competition in the courtyard, and it doesn't really affect anything, Yun Hong doesn't care at all, he is only worried about You Qian's injury now.

"Hmph, of course I can see that he is about to lose, but according to the rules, I can't stop the contest if he didn't call for surrender." Guang Bing was tall and tall, completely overwhelming Yun Hong.

His heart was full of joy. With Yang Lou in the past, he didn't have a handle, and he didn't dare to target Yun Hong too much, and he didn't show much in front of Liu Ming.

Now that Neng Yunhong violated the rules of the academy, he naturally had to make use of it.

Guang Bing stared at Yun Hong: "Yun Hong, as a disciple of Raging Fire Palace, you take the lead in violating the rules of the school, and you should be severely punished."

"Heavy punishment?" Yun Hong's voice was indifferent.

He could already see that Guangbing was targeting You Qian today, maybe even targeting himself, it might be Liu Ming's order, or it might be Guangbing's own idea.

However, none of this matters.

Yunhong usually doesn't cause trouble, but it doesn't mean he will be afraid when something happens.

"Yun...Brother Yun, forget it." You Qian who was lying on the ground whispered, he didn't want Yunhong to have a conflict with Guangbing because of himself, but when he spoke, he involved the injury, which made more blood flow from his mouth.

"You Qian, don't worry about it, just lie down." Yun Hong looked at the blood in You Qian's mouth, his heart tightened, and he looked towards the gate of the courtyard, why didn't Senior Brother Xie call the doctor?

"Yun Hong, are you going to the execution room by yourself, or should we send you there?" Seeing that Yun Hong didn't take him seriously, Guang Bing became angry suddenly.

"Get out of here." Yun Hong said impatiently.

The entire arena was filled with astonishment, and many people looked at Yunhong in shock. Although the teacher was not a real teacher of the martial arts academy, a teacher like Guangbing was more intimidating to ordinary students than a low-key teacher.

Guang Bing was startled for a moment, then became angry.

Under the eyes of everyone, he was scolded by a disciple. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, how will he gain a foothold in the martial arts academy in the future?

He really didn't dare to provoke many powerful children in the martial arts academy.

Can Yunhong?A commoner boy, even if he is a disciple of Raging Fire Hall, if he hadn't been lucky enough to worship Yanglou as his teacher, how could he be taken seriously by Guangbing.

"It's really audacious to violate the rules of the court and insult the referee and instructor. Today I will teach you for instructor Yang." Guangbing roared, and rushed towards Yunhong in an instant.

brush~

In an instant, Guang Bing was like the thigh of a battle axe, slashing towards Yunhong fiercely. If this slash was real, it could completely split a big tree in two.

He didn't hold back at all.

"It's you who wants to die."

Although Yunhong kept suppressing his anger and told himself to be calm, but seeing Guangbing attacking him, the fire in his heart could no longer be suppressed. It hit Guang Bing's thigh.

Guang Bing sneered in his heart: "Sure enough, I am a rookie. The strength of my legs is much stronger than that of my arms. Everyone is at the sixth level of body tempering. Do you really think you can be stronger than me?"

puff~click

There was a dull impact sound, accompanied by the crisp sound of the femur breaking, and the fierce Guang Bing just now was sent flying backwards by Yun Hong's punch, flying seven or eight meters away.

"Ah~" Guang Bing fell heavily to the ground, rolling and screaming in pain, his thighs were obviously bent, and a lot of blood seeped from his underwear, obviously his leg bones were broken by Yun Hong's punch.

"Boom~" Yun Hong took a step forward, his eyes were cold, like a tiger about to devour people,

Guang Bing gritted his teeth, in great pain, and looked up at Yun Hong in horror. Wang Zun on the other side was even trembling from the fierceness under Yun Hong, and he was no longer as fierce as in the martial arts competition just now.

a time.

Many martial arts disciples looked at Yunhong in shock.

It should be noted that Guangbing is very powerful in the martial arts academy. In addition to his identity and background, the more important strength is that he has reached the sixth level of body tempering for more than ten years. None of the disciples of Raging Fire Hall would be his opponents.

Just now, Guangbing, that leg definitely exploded with the strongest strength.

And Yunhong.

One punch.

broke his leg.

The two are not at the same level at all.

Yunhong definitely has the strength of a pulse condensing warrior.

Guangbing looked at Yunhong standing not far away in great horror, his eyes were full of killing intent, like a beast in a state of predation staring at its prey.

This made Guangbing fearful, he had a premonition that he might be killed.

Suddenly, Guangbing realized that he knew too little about this Yunhong.

A commoner disciple unexpectedly congealed his pulse silently.

Moreover, the ferocity and decisiveness that Yun Hong erupted just now, is it something that ordinary martial arts youths can do?

Silence, the disciples watching the battle were all shocked by Yun Hong's ferocity, even the few disciples who knew Yun Hong did not dare to speak at this moment.

"Tick tock~" The blood on Guang Bing's clothes dripped onto the ground of the arena, and then spread out with a snap.

Although the pain.

But Guangbing did not dare to make any changes, for fear of offending Yunhong.

"Yunhong, you have gone too far." A voice suppressed his anger, and then a figure rushed up the ring from tens of meters away, standing between Yunhong and Guangbing.

This is a young man in purple clothes, nearly 1.9 meters tall, staring at Yunhong coldly. In terms of stature, he is a head taller than Yunhong, who is less than 1.8 meters tall.

However, in terms of momentum, the two are comparable.

The person who came was none other than Liu Ming, one of the only two pulse consolidating disciples in Raging Fire Hall.

"Guang Bing comes from the Liu family, and he has always listened to him."

"Yun Hong, who was still at the peak of the sixth level before, has obviously stepped into the pulse condensing level now."

"The two of you had a grudge before, and now you are going to fight?" The hundreds of martial arts disciples watching the battle below couldn't help holding their breath, and many of them were excited.

Two disciples of Raging Fire Palace at the pulse condensing level, want to fight?

Chapter 15 Dean Fang Tu

Seventh layer of pulse condensing seems to be only one level stronger than body quenching sixth layer.

In fact, among the ten levels of martial arts, it is common for the first six levels to fight across borders, but starting from the sixth level, there will be a huge gap in strength for each level. The higher the level, the more difficult it is to fight.

The pulse condensing martial artist, whether it is speed, strength or flexibility, is completely above the peak of the sixth level.

And just now, the step and punch that Yunhong used definitely belonged to the pulse condensing level.

This shocked the hundreds of disciples watching the battle.

Over the past hundred years, there have been at least three or four Consolidating Pulse disciples in various periods of the Martial Academy, and sometimes none at all.

Prior to this, only two of the thirteen disciples in the Raging Fire Hall of the Martial Arts Academy had reached the pulse condensing level.

Yun Hong is the third.

Most importantly, Yunhong was born as a commoner, and the cultivation resources he could get were far inferior to those of Liu Ming and the others.

"Yun Hong, you are indeed beyond my expectations. You have gone straight from the fifth level of body quenching to the level of congealing veins in just half a year." Liu Ming stared at Yun Hong, his voice full of coldness: "But, this is not the reason why you violated the rules of the hospital. .”

Yunhong looked at Liu Ming.

He felt the threat from Liu Ming, and knew in his heart that in terms of physical fitness, Liu Ming, whose pulse had been congealed for more than a month, was probably stronger than himself.

As for Liu Ming's determination that he has stepped into Congealing Pulse?

Yunhong neither affirmed nor denied it, which was equivalent to acquiescing.

In fact, as long as one does not take the initiative to explain, or is probed by a martial arts master with true energy, it is difficult to accurately judge the level of cultivation.

"Wang Zun wanted to kill the same court first, and the Guangbing judged the injustice later. All eyes are on you. Could it be that Liu Ming wants to turn black and white?" Yun Hong's voice was indifferent, without any fear.

"One-sidedness." Liu Ming's voice was cold: "From what I've seen, Wang Zun vomited blood, and Guang Bing broke his leg, and all of these were done by you. The evidence is convincing, so there is no need to discuss it."

"As for the public eye?"

Liu Ming's gaze swept across the many disciples watching the battle below, and said coldly: "I don't know which junior thinks what Yun Hong said is true, and can stand up and testify for Yun Hong."

As a pulse condensing martial artist, Liu Ming's eyes were sharp, his glance shocked hundreds of disciples in the field, and thinking of Liu Ming's family background...

For a moment, no one dared to speak out.

For this scene.

Yunhong had expected it.

Liu Ming was just looking for a reason.

So Yun Hong just watched coldly, and at the same time constantly mobilized the strength in his body. As long as Liu Ming dared to make a move, he would explode instantly, trying to strike first and defeat the opponent.

Both sides are on fire.

"I'm here to testify, how do you feel?" An indifferent voice sounded from a distance, it wasn't loud, but it easily spread throughout the martial arts arena and reached the ears of every disciple.

"Dean."

"Instructor Yang."

A black-clothed disciple standing in the distance couldn't help but exclaimed. With his cry, many martial arts disciples who were frightened by Liu Ming's gaze also turned to look.

Two middle-aged men quietly stood less than 30 meters away from the ring.

A man with a square face, wearing a loose black military uniform, with an indifferent expression, was looking at Yun Hong and Liu Ming standing on the ring. He was Fang Tu, the dean of Donghe Martial Arts Academy.

The martial arts master of the nine-level psychic, looking at the entire Donghe County, belongs to the top martial arts experts.