Chapter 101 Shock the whole audience
Yang Jian's arrival made the students of the Five elements college present talk about it and speculate about how strong his strength is.
"Brother Zheng, what do you think of Yang Jian's strength?" At the height of the stand of the extreme duel, a young man in a gray robe with a white face and a faint smile asked a young man beside him, who was also wearing a gray robe, with a resolute face and raised his sword eyebrows. The white-faced young man is Sun Ye, who ranks 93rd in Donglin Pavilion, and the young man with a strong face is Zheng Tianbo, who ranks 95th.
Both of them are at the peak of cultivation in the later stage of entry, and their strength is very strong, much higher than that Han Yifeng.
"Although this person is young, he is restrained, and even I can't feel his real strength." Zheng Tianbo's voice is low, with a metallic texture. He frowned slightly, and his eyes kept staring at Yang Jian and others who were walking into the extreme duel field.
"This teenager really can't be underestimated, and I can't see through his real strength." Sun Ye still had a faint smile on his face and said slowly, "No wonder he dares to accept Han Yifeng's challenge. It seems that Han Yifeng is going to have a hard fight this time.
The two people's eyes have never left Yang Jian. They are dark and complex, and they don't know what they are thinking.
Walking to the ring of the duel field, Yang Jian waited for the arrival of Han Yifeng. A moment later, Han Yifeng, Li Shaobao and others also came to the duel field.
"You are so arrogant that you don't know how to restrain yourself. This time I'm going to teach you a profound lesson to let you know what is outside the sky and there are people outside, so that you won't lose the people of the Five elements college in the future." The vertical marks in the middle of Han Yifeng's eyebrows seemed to have a white light flashed. His voice was cold and his expression was calm, as if he had eaten Yang Jian.
"Well, with Brother Han's action, you're sure to lose this time!" Li Shaobao's face was full of pride, and he seemed to see Yang Jian being knocked off the ring.
"Brother Han is naturally invincible. Yang Jian, just wait to be carried off the ring!" A young man in gray with an arrogant look said with a sneer.
He shook his head slightly. Yang Jian was too lazy to say anything. He wanted to make these people shut up with practical actions.
"Is it life or death?" There was no expression on Yang Jian's face, and he said lightly. To clean up a little guy in the late stage of entry, Yang Jian doesn't want to waste too much time. If it hadn't been to deter those proud sons in the Donglin Pavilion and save himself from entering the Donglin Pavilion in the future, he would not have been too lazy to bully the young.
"Hmm?" Hearing Yang Jian's question, Han Yifeng was stunned, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face. How can he not see Yang Jian's extraordinary? In addition to what Li Shaobao said, he knew in his heart that Yang Jian was not easy to provoke.
Now that Yang Jian asks this, he is more sure that Yang Jian's strength is not low.
"Ber life level." Han Yifeng said lightly.
"In that case, please." Yang Jian made a gesture of invitation, with a faint smile on his face.
With a cold snorting, Han Yifeng's body flashed and fell on one of the ring. With his hands behind his back, he looked down at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian stepped up the stairs and slowly walked up the ring. He moved quickly, looked extremely calm, and was not moved by Han Yifeng's momentum at all.
"Water master, the peak of the late entry period, am I right?" Yang Jian had a faint smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly.
"It seems that you have learned all my information clearly. Since you know, then admit defeat, so as not to be carried out of the ring." Although he knew that Yang Jian's strength was not low, Han Yifeng did not think he was his opponent. With a cold look, he snorted coldly.
He shook his head slightly, and the smile on Yang Jian's face did not diminish. He smiled and said, "Are you ready for the attack techniques of the lower grades? I've been waiting for a long time.
"Arrogant!" Han Yifeng's face was even colder. He shouted loudly. He was like lightning and rushed over to Yang Jian. During the charge, he raised his right hand high and patted Yang Jian's face.
Hum!
The white gas on the big hand is spewing uncertainly, and the power is a little stronger than the middle-sized ordinary soldiers. The big white hand with the sound of the wind came to Yang Jian in the blink of an eye. Han Yifeng's slap has at least 400,000 pounds of power, which is as strong as Li Shaobao's punch.
The smile slowly disappeared, and a sneer stood up at the corners of his mouth. Facing Han Yifeng's big hand, Yang Jian did not dodge, raised his right fist gently, and hit the big hand.
Yang Jian's fist seemed to be slow, but it fell into Han Yifeng's eyes as fast as lightning. From Li Shaobao, he learned that Yang Jian's physical strength was extremely strong, and he did not dare to take Yang Jian's punch. This slap was his tentative move, so he didn't do his best. But now Yang Jian's speed is so fast that he doesn't have time to recruit at all. Seeing that Yang Jian's fist had come close to him, Han Yifeng had to grit his teeth and exert all his strength, which made the power of this slap soar to 450,000!
Although Han Yifeng's strength is much stronger than Li Shaobao, his physical strength is only a little higher than him. Therefore, his full palm is only 450,000 catties.
Bang! Wheops!
Yang Jian was sure that the strength of the other party was not as strong as himself, and the strength of this punch suddenly increased from 500,000 catties to nearly 600,000!
The power of 600,000 catties is quickly waved out, which is powerful enough to break a high mountain! Where can I get the strength of 450,000 catties in Han Yifeng District? When the fists touched each other, Han Yifeng's body was punched away by Yang Jian!
With one move, Yang Jian did not pause at all. With his right foot on the ground, the transitional technique of "Breaking Golden Shadow Secret" was fully exerted. Yang Jian's body turned into a golden thread, and he arrived in front of Han Yifeng in the blink of an eye.
"What?" Han Yifeng was horruffed. He didn't expect Yang Jian's speed to be so terrible. Before his body landed, he came in front of him. Not only Han Yifeng was shocked, but also several masters within a hundred, such as Sun Ye and Zheng Tianbo on the stand, stared with their eyes wide.
"The migrating technique of prefecture-level products! Brother Han is in danger this time!" The faint smile on Sun Ye's face disappeared, replaced by a trace of solemnity. Yang Jian's strength made him feel a little pressure!
As soon as Sun Ye's voice fell, on the ring, Yang Jian didn't give Han Yifeng a chance to shoot at all. His fists fell crazily like hail, and banged it from the air to the ground!
Bang!
The ground trembled, and Han Yifeng's body fell fiercely on the hard ground of the ring.
"Uh-huh!" The body fell to the ground fiercely, and Han Yifeng fell into a muffled hum, and almost lost his breath in pain.
"I'm going to decide "Qingyao Tianxia"!" Yang Jian shouted loudly, and his body rose to the sky. His right leg was raised high and fell from the sky, like a steel whip to Han Yifeng, who fell to the ground.
Yang Jian's speed is too fast, and the migration technique of the lower grade is far from comparable to the migration technique of the lower product of Bingfeng Zhanying.
Pup!
At the critical moment, Han Yifeng rolled on the spot and could avoid Yang Jian's leg. Yang Jian's right foot hit the top of the ring fiercely, and only heard a loud sound, and the whole ring shook three times!
One blow failed, and Yang Jian did not pause at all. While the right foot was on the ground, the body had burst into Han Yifeng!
"How could this happen!" Han Yifeng has a dead heart now. Yang Jian's attack moves after move does not give him a chance to take action at all! In other words, he has no chance to take action at all!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yang Jian's body was suspended in mid-air, and his feet were like two steel whips, which hit Han Yifeng's body fiercely. Hearing only three loud noises, Han Yifeng's body was kicked away by Yang Jian's voice!
The blood in his mouth sprayed wildly. In the face of Yang Jian's three fierce blows, Han Yifeng could no longer bear it, and his body suffered a heavy blow!
Bang!
His body flew more than ten meters away and fell fiercely on the edge of the ring. Han Yifeng opened his mouth and spewed a few mouthfuls of blood. His head tilted and fainted on the ring.
Wan!
On the stand, after nearly ten seconds of silence, there was an uproar!
How is that possible! How can it be!" Someone shouted loudly. From Yang Jian's action to knocking Han Yifeng to the ground, the whole process was fast and scary, and it didn't take a minute at all! From beginning to end, Yang Jian pressed Han Yifeng. Except for the beginning, Han Yifeng had no chance to take action at all!
"Second kill! Second kill!" The students in the stands exclaimed, and their eyes changed when they looked at Yang Jian.
"Yang Jian! You wait! I will definitely smash you into ten thousand pieces!" On the side of the stands, a handsome young man with white hair looked at Yang Jian in the ring, with a flash of murder in his eyes and a roar in his heart.
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