In an instant, a ray of light burst out from the middle of the ring, and the moment the two people fought, it was almost like an explosion.

Both of them were thrown away by the opponent's attack, but Yang Zhen landed smoothly after two somersaults, but Wu Bin was not so lucky. He fell to the ground like a ball, and continued directly the next second. bomb.

Finally reaching the edge of the ring, he almost slipped down accidentally. Fortunately, he grabbed the edge of the ring in time and did not fall.

"so close!"

Wu Bin used his right hand hard and gasped for air after coming up. The blow he just made took almost all his strength. If he couldn't do anything to the opponent, then there was nothing he could do.

But now it seems that his guess may have come true, and the other party can really bear it without being affected!

He knew that the outcome was now decided.

"I lost." Wu Bin sighed and turned away, but raised his hands to clasp his fists.

"Concession." Yang Zhen was not arrogant. After all, his purpose was to come here to spar, and when he went to Yaowang Martial Arts School, he went there just to repair his opponent.

"Master, I lost!"

He looked at Zhang Xuandao who was drinking tea on the second floor and shouted. The latter also frowned slightly. This guy had this kind of temper. He also liked to shout when he lost, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he lost.

Qin Feng also nodded. He could see clearly that the blow just now was definitely caused by the opponent's attack.

If he had not made any mistakes, this move would not have been cracked.

"Although his strength is very powerful, he is not flexible enough. Yang Zhen changed his moves the moment he took the opponent's move, causing his brute force to deflect for a while. The moment he punched and wanted to continue attacking , is his weakness!"

"Yang Zhen relied on this move to win the opponent by luck."

Zhang Xuandao also saw very clearly that the fact was indeed what Qin Feng said. He did not expect that Wu Bin would lose. After all, it was a bit strange for a master disciple he had trained to lose in the first place.

But there was nothing he could do, after all, his skills were inferior to others.

"Good skills!" Zhang Xuandao nodded with admiration on his face.

Yang Zhen, on the other hand, didn't even move the big sword behind his back!

This is what makes Zhang Xuandao a little curious. He hasn't taken out his weapon yet, so it seems that he is still not serious enough.

Then he looked in the corner and saw a figure looking towards him. After Zhang Xuandao nodded, he immediately jumped down.

"Brother Yang, why don't we compete!"

His spear instantly fell from the sky with a sound of breaking through the air. He personally jumped down from the three-story building in one step. After landing lightly, he bounced directly onto the handle of the spear, with the Yangtze River inserted into the ring. Others stood on spears.

"Comparing weapons?" Qin Feng smiled slightly. It seemed that they also wanted to test Yang Zhen's strength.

This man had long hair tied up, his eyes seemed to be looking at everything, and he had extremely keen perception, and his sense of oppression came instantly.

This man has a slender figure, and his leg and foot skills are very good. His figure has become a shadow of a tree, making people around him cheer.

"Senior Brother Wang, it's up to you!"

Immediately, Wu Bin in the audience also shouted, and Wang Jian also showed a smile at this time.

"Brother Yang, I have long heard about the power of Hun Zhen Sword Technique, but I haven't seen its true appearance yet. Your Hun Zhen Sword Technique should be the most authentic. It just so happens that you can learn it today!"

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