Chapter 15 Fighting for Martial Arts 2

The martial arts man has fought for martial arts all his life.

He glanced at Qiao Yun, who was calm and calm. The foot of the martial arts man stepped on the ground fiercely, like water waves of energy spreading around. With the spread of energy, the cracks on the ground also extended to several feet.

"The speed is so fast..." Qiao Yun only felt a rapid shaking in front of him, and a strong wind suddenly blew the green robe close to his skin. Before he could react, the martial arts man had jumped to a hundred feet high.

The martial madman floating in the sky looked down at Qiao Yun standing below. His deep pupils shot out a terrible light. He twisted his fist with his left hand, and there was a faint crisp sound and shouted; "With the strength of the fifth level, he dares to challenge me..." Before he finished speaking, the martial arts madman flashed in mid-air and suddenly appeared behind Qiao Yun in the blink of an eye, with his fist behind him.

Although Qiao Yun is only the strength of the fifth level, the power of his soul is strong enough to faintly exceed the sixth level. In addition to his understanding of the realm and meaning of martial arts, although the speed is not as fast as that of martial arts madmen, at least there is still time to wake up.

But the speed was so fast that Qiao Yun and Ben couldn't avoid it. They immediately fought, and the soaring flames surrounded the whole body, and the air suddenly became hot.

"Huh, fighter? Are you not a warrior?" Looking at the soaring fighting spirit condensed into a wall-like fighting spirit shield, the attacking martial arts man's face flashed surprised eyes and immediately shouted coldly; "What can the fighter do? Do you want to resist with a fighting shield?

"Bum." The fist belt bombarded the fighting gas shield with violent energy and immediately broke up.

Qiao Yun's body suddenly shook and his throat gushed out, but it was swallowed by him. At the same time, the feeling of paralysis came from the whole body, as if someone had pulled the tibia inside.

"Well, does it still have a paralysis effect?" Qiao Yun suddenly looked stunned, and immediately knew that Bu Qianxing, a senior student of Wufeng College, would be defeated in the hands of martial arts maniacs, which was simply a waste of standing here for people to fight.

Although paralysis is only a few seconds, it is enough for a master to kill the enemy.

"Now it's over..." There was a forest sneer on the vulture's face, and the martial arts man twisted his fist and bombarded Qiao Yun's back.

When he saw his violent fist approaching, but he could not move, Qiao Yun was moved and couldn't help thinking of the last time he hit Zuo Yue with his fist. Not only did he not hurt Zuo Yue, but he hurt his arm.

"The realm of martial arts and the mysteries of martial arts hurt people invisibly..." An excited smile appeared on his slightly childish face. Qiao Yun seemed to suddenly understand and said, "I understand the meaning, I understand. The reaction of martial arts will graft the power he has suffered to the enemy.

Immediately, Qiao Yun closed his eyes, his fist gradually approached, and the clothes on his back were tightly attached to his skin.

"This boy's understanding is still hidden, but he didn't expect to be able to understand the martial arts." Looking at Qiao Yun, who was calm with his eyes closed, Zuo Yue, who was sitting at the highest position in the square, nodded happily and smiled.

"Huh, what is this guy doing here? Unexpectedly, he stood there motionless, as if it was okay? When he saw Qiao Yun's appearance at this time, Zuo Feng was also blank.

She didn't know that when Qiao Yun was hit by the martial arts madman, her whole body was paralyzed and unable to move.

Everyone present was stunned. Unexpectedly, this guy stood still and let the martial arts maniac beat him, which was simply a beating.

"Bum." His fist hit the back, Qiao Yun's body suddenly trembled, and there was a trace of flushing on his slightly mature face. He grunted twice and swallowed the heat from his throat.

"Dling, pedaling, pedaling..." Qiao Yun's back arm seemed to have been violently hit by a thousand pounds of heavy objects. Wu Kuang's body was shocked, and an invisible thrust forced him to retreat a few steps to stabilize his body.

When I saw this scene, everyone present was in an uproar.

"Wan~~ This guy is so awesome that he can repel the fist of the martial arts madman without resisting."

"Yes, if you don't guess correctly, it should be a relatively powerful martial arts skill in the Martial Arts College; it is repulsive. I didn't expect that in less than two months after entering the Martial Arts College, I could even learn such a powerful martial arts skill.

Amazed eyes flashed in his beautiful eyes, and Zuo Feng was also stunned. Unexpectedly, in less than two months since he came to the Martial Arts College, he even succeeded in practicing martial arts. The white jade face had a complex look, which seemed to be a little more envy and appreciation...

Looking at the young man in surprise, the martial arts man was stunned; "Such a powerful martial arts skill, I didn't expect this guy to be a martial artist. No wonder Zuo Yue would let him accept the challenge... Although this guy is only five-level, he has such a powerful martial arts skill and is still a martial arts master, it seems that it is extremely difficult to beat him.

In just a few seconds, the paralysis of the whole body also lost its effect, and Qiao Yun was able to faintly sense a burst of soreness.

"It seems that I looked down on you. There are such powerful students in Wufeng College." Martial arts maniacs have fought for martial arts all their lives. Although they are extremely arrogant, they naturally have a little more respect for the powerful strong, unlike Qiao Yun as before.

Qiao Yun turned around and stared at the madman coldly with dark eyes. A sneered on his face and said faintly, "A martial arts madman is a martial arts madman. I didn't expect that I could judge other people's life and death with one move. Today, Qiao Yun, I, have also understood your power."

"Qiao Yun, you and I will fight happily today, just as if we don't know each other. What do you think?" Looking at Qiao Yun, who was not calm at all, Yan Xihou, a martial artist, also completely changed his opinion on Qiao Yun.

"Okay, just for the words you just said that you don't know each other, and I'll fight happily."

Qiao Yun was also unsatisfactory of the arrogant appearance of the martial arts madman, but seeing the refreshing appearance at this time, Qiao Yun also wanted to compete with this madman with endless fighting spirit.

The original tense situation suddenly turned into a beneficial competition. The dean, the elder and even the tutor looked at each other and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

The two figures shot a hundred feet high like a meteor. With the help of the power of quenching thunder in seven steps, Qiao Yun's speed is comparable to that of the martial arts madman.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful speed secret method, which really makes me jealous." He glanced at the two electric snakes' entangled feet, and the martial arts man laughed.

"Well, this is the secret method I accidentally got called quenching seven-step decision." Looking at the bold martial arts madman, Qiao Yun did not hide his smile.

"Thous-step decision? Stains, stains... Did you inadvertently get such a good secret method? To Qiao Yun's answer, Wu Kuangren sneered twice and immediately said coldly, "Qiao Yun, show your real strength. I want to see how many moves you can take me. Don't let me down." Speaking of this, a soft sword appeared on the left side of Yan Xihou's left hand, which was as soft as a snake's body.

The superior spirit stone, the snake spirit soft sword.

The soft sword in the hand is light, and the 'soft' sword body is like a rope, and the buzzing sound of the sword comes to the ear.

"Uh, such a soft sword." Qiao Yun was stunned when he saw the martial arts man swinging the soft sword in his hand.

"Qiao Yun, let's see how you fight against my snake spirit soft sword." The martial madman wiped the fierce light, seven stars on the soles of his feet, and the soft sword in his hand stabbed Qiao Yun like a fierce snake.

The dark eyes stared coldly at the attacking martial arts maniac. A hand knife was formed on one side of the left hand, and a soaring flame surrounded the hand knife. The fast-shaped side brushed the soft side of the snake spirit. At the same time, the hand knife splits at the left arm of the martial arts maniac and shouted in a low voice; "Fighting broken palms."

The monk shouted loudly.

The martial arts madman snorted softly, and the snake spirit soft sword in his hand gently stroked half an arc in the air like a rope and stabbed Qiao Yun's back.

Qiao Yun was shocked and quickly withdrew his knife. His body rotated rapidly for a week, while the soles of his feet wrapped around the electric snake stepped twice in the air and retreated several feet away before avoiding the soft sword that was almost stabbed.