Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao’s demon brother

Chapter 65: If the divine fist fails to strike twice, the tiger will climb the mountain!

Almost all the teachers and students present were focused on this game.

And this is what Huo Dongjun and Dai Huabin are looking forward to.

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao looked at the behemoth in the distance, their eyes filled with horror.

The four-meter-tall and eight-meter-long Netherworld White Tiger is really shocking. The diameter of the tiger's head alone is about one or two meters, which is close to the height of a young man.

The most frightening thing is the speed, flying like a ghost.

"Xiao Xiao, help!" Wang Dong shouted with a worried look on his face.

The momentum of this Netherworld White Tiger is almost the same as the Soul King's soul power fluctuation, which means that this blow is equivalent to the Soul King's full blow.

Xiao Xiao's face turned pale, "It's too late!"

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, Huo Dongjun's white clothes were stained with blood and did not retreat at all. Instead, he rushed forward again with all his strength.

The young man's golden soul power was so strong that it was as surging as an endless river. He controlled and exerted force. The next moment, the red gold meteor was already leaping high, and the golden soul power was rising on the field!

"Roar--"

The roar of a tiger was breathtaking, sending up transparent waves in the field.

There was no hesitation in Huo Dongjun's eyes, his dazzling eyes were extremely determined. The moment his body jumped up high, the red-gold soul power in his hands continued to condense, and a sun rose slowly into the sky.

With the divine fist, the tiger climbed the mountain hard!

The speed of the Netherworld White Tiger was astonishing, but at this moment Huo Dongjun's explosive speed was even faster, appearing above the tiger's head like a ghost.

A sky sun shines above the white tiger's forehead.

It's like a shining sun emerging from the world.

But at this time, the claws of the Netherworld White Tiger belatedly slapped Huo Dongjun's body.

The red gold soul power and the black and white soul power invade each other.

Students with low cultivation levels were completely unable to see what was happening in the field.

There was a faint light in Yan Shaozhe's eyes.

Huo Dongjun's white clothes were torn to pieces by the air waves and flew in all directions. The young man opened the tiger's claws with his left hand and pressed his right arm firmly on the forehead of the Netherworld White Tiger.

At this moment, he actually used the white tiger's huge body to gain strength in the air again.

A strong aura erupted in the field, this aura was more domineering, with a touch of unrivaled meaning.

The young man's body flew up, holding the tiger's head with his arms, forming an upside-down golden hook. He looked down at the white tiger, and his heart beat loudly! Continuously urge the hair, forcefully control the hair! Twist your waist, turn around and kick your legs!

The left leg is yin, shaped like flying alone, hiding as a phoenix.

The right foot is yang, and its strength reaches thousands of feet. When it moves, it becomes a dragon. The legs are like a dragon ascending to the sky, moving from top to bottom.

[Honkai Kill·Green Silver Chaotic Afterglow! 】

Huo Dongjun's right leg was shaped like a dragon, and turned into an axe, which struck hard at the neck of the Netherworld White Tiger.

The Nether White Tiger's purple eyes suddenly widened, and the arrogance of looking down at the world was no longer in his eyes. There was only a look of deep fear and confusion, but soon the last bit of consciousness quickly dissipated with this kick.

He remembered that five years ago, his bodyguard was beaten to death by this same kick.

Can't win.

Really can't win

Following several murmurs, the Netherworld White Tiger completely dissipated, and two figures emerged, lying quietly on the ground.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the white-haired boy, the only one standing in the center of the field.

He actually won, not just one against three, but he also defeated the Netherworld White Tiger head-on.

All the teachers and students who previously felt that the young man was arrogant and stupid fell into sluggishness.

The young man's white hair is swaying in the wind, his eyes are as bright as ice crystals, his handsome face is extraordinary, his flawless and semi-naked body is strong and strong, and under the light of noon, there is a dazzling halo, so dazzling in the scene,

There were drops of blood flowing between the fists and fingers of his right arm, dripping down.

For a moment, even Xian Lin'er was slightly absent-minded.

Dai Huabin couldn't understand. He really couldn't understand. He tried to get up, but because most of the bones in his right arm were broken, his posture was embarrassing.

He half sat in the middle of the field with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice,

"My compatibility with the Netherworld White Tiger is extremely high, and my soul power is as high as that of a peak Soul King. How can you, a Soul Lord, defeat me, the Netherworld White Tiger?"

After experiencing the blow five years ago, I have never slacked off in these years. With the resources of the Duke's Palace and the royal family, my soul power has improved by leaps and bounds.

The reason I came to Shrek Academy was to use martial soul fusion skills to defeat him in front of everyone and prove that I was the main line of the White Tiger Clan!

Can,

But why,

It became his background again.

Dai Huabin couldn't understand how he could be so strong?

Huo Dongjun glanced at him and said calmly, "This is not a world where soul power determines everything. The difference in soul power is nothing to me."

The young man's tone was calm and gentle, but he revealed a boundless domineering power.

Dai Huabin smiled bitterly. He knew that he would never be able to win him over in his life. This lowly servant who he once looked down on now really wanted to be looked up to.

Uncharacteristically this time, the referee did not wave for the winner to come to him. Instead, he stepped forward, raised Huo Dongjun's right hand, and said loudly,

"In the first semi-final match, Huo Dongjun wins!"

The referee's voice was loud and carried far and wide. Some students were so excited that they stood up suddenly.

They all know that this game is not only witnessing the victory of the semi-finals, but also witnessing the birth of a champion. No new combination can beat Huo Dongjun.

No.

Many people will not easily forget this game, and the image of the young man covering the sky with his hands will be deeply engraved in their minds.

Dean Yan Shaozhe, who was on the top of the high platform, had a cheerful face. He waved his hand, and a teacher from the inner courtyard walked quickly to his side, leaned over and said respectfully,

"Dean Yan?"

Yan Shaozhe kept a smile on his face and said calmly, "Take Li Zhe to the outer courtyard for me. I don't want to see this person in the inner courtyard again within five years."

The inner courtyard teacher was startled and asked cautiously, "Then can Teacher Li Zhe still live in the Golden Tree Attic?"

Dean Yan glanced at him, "What do you think?"

The teacher in the inner courtyard did not dare to ask any more questions. He wiped the sweat from his head and quickly walked down the steps of the high platform.

He knew that Li Zhe, the celebrity next to the dean, was completely cool.

In the inner courtyard of the Wuhun Department, there are too many top-level Wuhuns and too few resources. As soon as Li Zhe's position is given up, the next person will soon take over.

Even if he is a disciple of Mr. Zhuang, it will be five years before he wants to re-enter the core of training.

Yan Shaozhe knew that his original martial soul was very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

As expected, the original martial spirit has the highest development potential among all martial spirits.

He looked at the shirtless, white-haired boy with a calm expression on the field, and recalled the previous scene where the young man suppressed the white tiger with one hand and decided the outcome with one leg, and he once again felt deeply dissatisfied with Li Zhe in his heart.

This guy's ability to do things was extremely poor. Not only did he fail to bring Huo Dongjun into the inner court, but he also dared to instigate Xiaotao to cause trouble for Huo Dongjun.

If it weren't for Li Zhe, Huo Dongjun would have become his disciple, and there would be no need for him to go there in person.

Yan Shaozhe snorted coldly, and disappeared on the high platform in a flash.

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