I was supposed to be Hokage, but I went to slay the dragon

The atmosphere in the room instantly became tense.

The cheongsam maid who had been doing the service had a look of shock on her face. She had obviously never seen such a scene where she would take action if she disagreed.

On the Cassel College side, except for Lin Jin and Su Qian who looked worried, Chu Zihang and Ling had expressionless faces. Lu Mingfei's eyes flashed, and he was obviously ready to eat.

Song Qingnian's face was gloomy, and he felt anger raging in his chest.

"Okay, then let me see how high the level of the younger generation of the Secret Party is."

After that, Song Qingnian took the lead and walked out.

Han Qingcheng smiled, not taking Song Qingnian's anger seriously at all. After looking at everyone for a while, he followed them.

Led by Song Qingnian, the group passed through a courtyard along the bluestone path and came to an open space by the lake.

Song Qingnian took off his jacket, folded it into a square shape, and placed it on a stone.

Song Qingnian, who was wearing a casual shirt, walked to and stood five or six meters opposite Han Qingcheng.

"Do you want to use weapons?"

Han Qingcheng smiled and said, "It's just a sparring match, no weapons needed."

Song Qingnian nodded, raised his palm, and made a gesture of invitation.

Han Qingcheng clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Song, I'm offended."

Having said that, Han Qingcheng did not attack, but just put on a Bajiquan stance, which was the etiquette of starting a hand.

Seeing Han Qingcheng's attitude, Song Qingnian was also a little surprised.Unexpectedly, it was the inheritance of Chinese boxing. Although the opponent was arrogant and provocative, he was still polite.

But after all, he was annoyed at the young man for being ignorant and provoking the authority of orthodoxy. Song Qingnian did not return the greeting, but instead waved to him.

Han Qingcheng felt happy, this guy is a bit stingy.I greeted you politely. Not only did I not return the greeting, but I waved to you.

But he didn't care, after all, he was indeed the one who was rude.

The steps under his feet flashed, and Han Qingcheng moved forward in broken steps. The distance of five or six meters was only a blink of an eye.First, Wukong made a tentative move to ask for directions, but Song Qingnian casually dodged it.

However, Song Qingnian did not fight back after getting out of the way, as if he was waiting for Han Qingcheng to continue his attack.

Hey, so confident?Wukong's asking for directions was a feint, and he deliberately used the middle door to expose his opponent.But Song Qingnian didn't fight back, so he was trying to prove his worth.Han Qingcheng smiled slightly and quickly changed his moves. His punch turned into a swinging punch, and he hit Song Qingnian on the head.

Song Qingnian raised his arm and struck it with Han Qingcheng's fist, obviously to test his strength.

Feeling the force of the collision just now, Song Qingnian's face became more serious.

This guy is very strong, and he obviously hasn't tried his best.

The two simply tested each other with punches and kicks, just like punching each other in a boxing ring to test their strength.

There is no need to test it, just complete the system tasks anyway.

After making up his mind, Han Qingcheng immediately increased his speed, an afterimage flashed by, and he appeared next to Song Qingnian.A powerful and heavy leg swept towards the opponent's waist. Song Qingnian hurriedly blocked it with both hands, but was still knocked back four or five steps.Before he could react, Han Qingcheng stepped forward, then twisted around and kicked his leg right in the chest.

Song Qingnian drew an arc and fell heavily seven or eight meters away.

While coughing and getting up, Song Qingnian raised his hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The sudden increase in the opponent's speed and strength really caught him off guard.

Oh, he's quite durable.

Seeing Song Qingnian standing up steadily, Han Qingcheng was also a little surprised.

The whole person rushed away again, like a strong wind passing by.

However, the attack failed this time. Song Qingnian's speed was much faster than before. He turned sideways to avoid Han Qingcheng's jab, then put his palms together like knives and slashed hard at his neck.

Although he was surprised by the opponent's sudden increase in speed, Han Qingcheng did not react in time. He raised his arm to block the knife, stepped forward with a lunge, and hit Song Qingnian's heart with an elbow straight to the middle goal.

After his speed increased, Song Qingnian was able to keep up with Han Qingcheng's speed. The two of them went back and forth to show off their tricks.The two figures criss-crossed the open space like a gust of wind and like lightning. They made more than twenty moves in one time, but they were evenly matched.

A speedy speech spirit?

No, it's not like a moment, nor is it time zero.

Sensing the slight breeze lingering around the other party, Han Qingcheng thought for a while and then came up with an idea.

Yanling·yinliu.

You can control the airflow and make yourself faster through the blessing of the airflow.This Yanling, the representative of the Song family, is the Yin current of the King of Sky and Wind.

"Don't you plan to use the spirit of words?"

After a stalemate, the two people retreated away. Song Qingnian stared at Han Qingcheng with a cold gaze and asked.

This young man can actually be as fast as himself with Yin Flow using only his physical body. If there were any more powerful offensive words, he would probably lose this battle.

Although this competition will not rise to the level of a showdown between orthodoxy and the secret party, he cannot represent orthodoxy.

But if he loses at the hands of this yellow-haired boy, not only will he be embarrassed, but the entire Song family will also lose face.

"No need, my speech spirit is not convenient to use here."

Cut it, stick a green onion in a pig's nose, what are you pretending to be?

I don't even know how to use ninjutsu, so you can't stand it, and you asked me if I use the spirit of words.Can I put out the fire and give you the whole roasted suckling pig in a minute?

My goddess is watching from the side, is it your turn to pretend here?

Han Qingcheng cursed in his heart.

Feeling a little unhappy, he planned to end the competition. As for the orthodox face?Sorry, it's not within the scope of Han's consideration.

The chakra under his feet suddenly exploded, and Han Qingcheng pushed his speed to the extreme, and rushed toward Song Qingnian like an arrow from the string as fast as thunder.Under the somewhat gloomy sky, his figure drew a long afterimage.

So fast!

Seeing the figure that pulled out the afterimage approaching very quickly, Song Qingnian's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Why is his speed faster than before? How much backup does this guy have?

In an instant, Han Qingcheng was already in front of him.

Song Qingnian subconsciously wanted to dodge to the side, but unfortunately, even with the blessing of Yanling and Yinliu, he still couldn't dodge.

Clinging to the mountain, Han Qingcheng collided with him.

Under the huge speed and kinetic energy, Song Qingnian's feet directly lifted off the ground and he was knocked away.

Han Qingcheng completely stopped his momentum, chakra attached to his feet, and he leaned back against the mountain with his legs firmly nailed to the ground like nails.The next moment, his knees exerted force, and he jumped up, instantly catching up with Song Qingnian who was still in the air.

Konoha Gang force whirlwind!

With a "bang" sound, Song Qingnian's figure drew a parabola in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

After landing safely, Han Qingcheng smiled and hugged Song Qingnian, who was still lying on the ground.

"Mr. Song, please accept."