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Chapter 71 The Battle of the Book Pavilion III

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Looking at Zhanli's brave battle with Lance, they collided and fought fiercely, and the scene was extremely exciting. The students who watched the battle shouted again to cheer for their supporters.

Under the stage, the tutor of Class 5 looked at his students acting so bravely, and his tight face finally showed a smile, but the smile had not yet bloomed on his face, and it froze in an instant.

"Boom!" Boom!" Boom!" ...After nearly ten punches head-on with Lance, Zhanli finally changed his face. At the beginning, with a fierce force, the darkness that had been suppressed for a long time and the anger just now, he broke out a few powerful attacks. In the first few fist collisions, they did not fall down, but as soon as this fierce force passed, Zhan Klee's face suddenly changed greatly. Lance's boxing style is upright, the quality of fighting spirit is extremely pure, and his physical strength is much higher than his. From the fourth punch, Zhanli obviously felt that his fist was shaken by Lance, and even the fighting spirit showed signs of being dispersed.

'Oh, no...' Zhanli thought to himself that when he hit the tenth punch with Lance, he couldn't stand the pain from his bones and his face turned pale.

"Ah!" He suddenly shouted and kicked back with all his strength. In the battle just now, he and Lance have been entangled together. The boxing style is close and fast. At this time, it is difficult to escape from the battle circle without all their strength.

"Haha, look! He escaped!" Seeing that Zhan Keli was forced to leave Class 2 by Lance cheered, some bold boys even mocked the crowd of Class 5.

"Come on, Lance! ......”

"Awesome! Lance knocked him down..."

Hearing the boos of Zhan Klee's face was extremely ugly. As a noble son, he was originally a very face-saving figure. Last time, because Lance lost his face during the college examination, he made him hold a grudge. At this time, he finally had a chance to revenge, but he didn't expect to let Lance fall on his face again.

"Daw! You forced me." Zhan Klee said with a ferocious face. I wanted to play with you for a while, so I had to end the battle quickly. Zhanli retreated quickly and whispered gloomyly. But his movements were not slow. When Lance was about to bully him, he suddenly shouted, "War Marquis!"

said, his right arm hung straight to the ground, his index finger and middle finger were tightly together, and the cyan flame of his whole body quickly concentrated between his fingers at this moment, which was extremely strong.

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"Oh, Brother Zhan is going to use their family's division-level fighting skills!" The noble young man under the stage shouted when he saw Zhanli's shiny fingers.

"Is this the warring of their family? Rumor has it that this is a division-level fighting skill created by the great swordsman at the peak of martial arts, which is extremely powerful. It seems that the champion of Class 2 will be unlucky this time.

"Ah!!!" Zhanli's fingers were full of fighting spirit in a very short time, and his fingers were bright to the extreme, rushing towards Lance with a strong fighting spirit.

Yarus's mentor raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Zhanli's move.' After using this move, the power of this student in Class 5 is comparable to that of the middle-level warrior. How do Lance do you plan to take it? He thought that as Lance's mentor, of course, he knew that this move made the scene's uproarous attack skills difficult for his students, but it just depends on how Lance dealt with it. Although Arus's tutor is very much hoping that Lance can show the two unique fighting skills he taught in the battle of the library, he doesn't want Lance to show his college tutor skills before his opponent has demonstrated...

Naturally, Lance will not let him down. In the face of such a full blow of an intermediate warrior, he did not choose any way to dodge, but forcibly took it!

"Hmm!" ...Lance's fists were suddenly opened into palms and greeted Zhanli...

"You must be enlightened!!!" Zhan Keli shouted, and the Marquis of War pointed out that this fighting skill instantly improved his combat effectiveness by enough. At this moment, his fingers were stirring up a deep cyan fighting spirit, surpassing the pure cyan in the battle just now. Obviously, the fighting spirit has been compressed to the extreme. Seeing that Lance came 'stupid' to take a hard time, Zhanli cracked his mouth ferociously.

But he soon couldn't be happy... Lance came forward, and the pure cyan light on his hands flashed. He came to Zhanli and patted left and right at a very fast speed on his straight fighting skills. At the same time, his footsteps were stepping on a steady retreat.

"How can it be!" Zhanli's eyes widened. The other party obviously did not use any powerful fighting skills, but just touched his body to shake his fighting fingers back and forth with his palms, and then retreated while attacking. The power of one palm actually caused his powerful finger to remove a lot of strength in just a few seconds, and the originally extremely accurate finger now has uncontrollable precursors.

"What a great boy. In the face of the Zhankeli family's division-level fighting skills, he said that he could do it without any advanced fighting skills, but only used ordinary unloading power! Most of the offensive of this powerful fighting skill has been resolved between the high-speed slap of the two palms. The tutor of Class 5 said in shock, and then he looked at Yarus beside him and sighed, "Why did such a good seedling run to your class?"

"What are you talking about! Obviously, I have taught it well!" Teacher Arus pretended to be serious beside him.

"Hmm!" The tutor of Class 5 responded disdainfully and turned his eyes back to the battlefield.

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"Damn!" Zhanli felt that Lance was obviously close to him, but he couldn't stab him anyway. He kept chasing, and Lance retreated with a very rhythmic force. The originally strong finger now has little power left. Fight!" Zhanli's eyes were full of madness, and he gritted his teeth to make his legs more force. It's only a little bit...' he thought to himself.

"Wo! Pa!!! ..." There was a sound of breaking the air, and then there was a crisp sound.' The crackling sound is as loud as a slap in the face. But this time Lance did not hit Zhanli's face, but his hand. Because Zhanli did not do anything arrogant and humiliating this time, Lance would naturally not reward him with a big mouth on this occasion. Instead, he took the right opportunity. When the strength of Zhan Keli's finger was removed to the middle of the middle of the middle-level warrior, he finally took action. The backhand slapped heavily on the opponent's hand and disintegrated this strong master-level fighting skill in an instant.

"Wow, Brother Zhan's wartimeer's finger was disintegrated like this before he stabbed his opponent!" Several noble children under the stage couldn't help swearing.

"Yes, this boy didn't seem to use his fighting skills to deal with it just now. What is his continuous fighting palm?"

"Well, when I see that you don't study carefully, that's strength!"

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"Oh! ..." Zhan Keli stepped back a few steps and spit out of his mouth...

After calmly solving his warring fingers, Lance first shook off his attack and punched him in the abdomen. Although the punch was rushed and the strength was not particularly strong, Zhanli just showed his fighting skills in a forward posture, as if he had hit Lance's fist. Above his head, although this punch is not enough to make him unable to fight again, the hot fighting spirit on his fist still sprayed his saliva...

Zhanli took a few steps back and opened the distance with Lance, stared at Lance and finally made up his mind. It's good that you can force me to this point! I originally wanted to use this move in the final, but now I have to take advantage of you first, hehe. Zhanli wiped the saliva on his face and stared at Lance with an evil smile.

"It's just that this move is very powerful, and I can't control its power. If you are disabled, don't blame me for being cruel!" Zhanli said in a hateful voice.

"Haha, it seems that your students can't stand it anymore. Are they finally going to use your unique skills?" Yarus looked at the tutor of Class 5 beside him and asked with a smile.

"Well, Arus, don't be proud of it. Your precious student may not be able to resist my trick."

"Haha, right? Let's see which of us is better." Yarus smiled playfully.

Huh? Is it your students too? ......”

"Don't ask me, you will know when you see it!"

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Zhanli's face was slightly pale. He had consumed a lot of fighting spirit in the battle just now, but at this time, there was an excited smile on his face, because he was very clear how powerful the next move he was going to use, so he was happy at this moment. Although he did not use this move again in the final as promised his mentor, he can't control it so much now. This civilian has repeatedly made himself unable to get off the stage, and today he will be completely desperate in front of himself. Thinking of this, Zhanli's face became a little twisted because of excitement, and with some pale face, it made people feel indescribably ugly...

"Drink!" ...The pure blue fighting spirit filled his whole body with Zhanli's shout, stiring up his clothes and hair. If his expression hadn't been too disgusting just now, this gesture would have attracted more girls' admiration.

"Ah!!" Zhanli took a deep breath, and strange fluctuations began to appear around his body. That energy was not only the power of fighting spirit, but also some other elements of heaven and earth mixed in it.

'Hmm? With the strong power of earth, will he use that trick?' Lance frowned. Zhanli shouted for luck, and now his surrounding air is surging, causing a little more power than the divisional fighting skills just now...

"Hahaha, Lance, it's your honor to lose to this move." Zhanli laughed crazily. A stream of earthy yellow color floated on his cyan fighting spirit, fluctuating violently.

"take it! Endless rock fragments!!!" ......