Chapter 282

People and so on stare big eyes, the eye blinks also does not blink to look at the square fierce fight two people.

The match was so wonderful that everyone worried about missing the best moment.

But with the passage of time, people gradually found something wrong.

The two fought for no less than 200 moves, but Luo Feng, who thought he would lose, not only didn't lose the power of fist Gang, but there was a growing trend.

"What's the matter? How do I feel the attack power of Luofeng is getting stronger and stronger!"

Finally someone can't help but say the doubts in his heart.

"I feel the same way."

"I feel it, too." Many nodded in agreement.

"Not so." A sharp eyed warrior, shaking his head slowly, said: "the power of Luo Feng's fist Gang is not stronger, but Qin Honglie's fist Gang is weaker."

"What!"

Hearing this, many people were deeply shocked and couldn't believe it.

Qin Honglie was a warrior in the later period of Bazhong Prefecture. He would lose to Luofeng for fighting for Yuanqi!

It's against common sense!

In the third Pavilion, zihongyuan held the handle of the chair tightly, his face was a little red, and he seemed very excited. The whole person seemed to be a teenager younger.

Luo Feng's strength is far beyond his expectation. When he meets Qin Honglie hard, he can not fall down!

It showed him the dawn of victory.

If Luo Feng can defeat Qin Honglie, one of the four princes, it will be a great honor for Ziyang college, or even Liuyun to lead the four colleges!

On the contrary, the face of Zhu Huo, Dean of Changchun University, is now extremely gloomy.

Originally, I thought Qin Honglie should defeat Luo Feng steadily, but I didn't expect that although the other side was only in the middle stage of the eight fold Prefecture, their vitality was not as strong as words!

Zhu Huo's only happiness is that Luofeng is only a middle-term cultivation of the eight fold Prefecture, which is one weight lower than Qin Honglie's, and the odds are not good.

Otherwise, Qin Honglie would be defeated if he went further.

"When did liuyunling have such a pervert!" Zhu Huo's eyes fell on Luo Feng, full of jealousy.

Now he has seen that Luo Feng's potential is still above Qin Honglie's, which makes him despise Zhu Huo of Liuyun leading the four colleges all the time. How can he not be angry.

It's not just Zhu Huo who is angry.

On the edge of the square, the swordman who wagered with Wu Xiaoye also lost his calm before. His eyes were fixed on Qin Honglie:

"what's the matter with Qin Honglie! Don't try your best to defeat Luofeng! "

When the two fought for three hundred moves, Qin Honglie finally understood that it was impossible to win by fighting against each other.

For such a long time, he was a little weak in vitality, but the opponent seemed to be OK, and the power of the boxing gang did not weaken at all.

At this moment, Qin Honglie even regretted that before the duel, why didn't he obey Luo Feng's meaning and restore his vitality.

If you do that, it won't be so embarrassing now.

You can't win the battle, you can only use your unique skills!

As soon as Qin Honglie clenched his teeth, his body suddenly swept up. His momentum was fierce and incomparable. His fists were dazzling and red.

"Sky fire breaks gold fist!"

The red light on Qin Honglie's fist turned into a bright fire of the size of a millstone and roared down in the air.

Crackling!

Red fist Gang shot for several meters, suddenly burst open, turned into countless hot fist strength, and shrouded down in the air, like a brilliant sky fire, falling from the sky.

"I finally used martial arts!"

When they were shocked, they knew that it was time to win.

In the face of the roaring burst of sky fire, Luo Feng has a sharp eye and directly uses the second heavy fist of tianbeng fist to dominate the four directions!

The heaven and earth energy within the square meter was extracted. Luo Feng's fist moved, and a strange wave surged, forming a round fist gang and pressing it to all sides.

Boom

Red fist Gang burst layer upon layer, and the whole square seemed to be lit with countless fireworks. The bright fire made people unable to open their eyes and fly around.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng's body flashed and stepped back dozens of steps, leaving the flame shrouded area.

"Although the sky Fire King Kong fist is only a inferior martial art of Xuanji level, it contains explosive force and can ignite the vigorous Qi of the martial arts. It's as powerful as the ordinary intermediate martial art of Xuanji level, which is really difficult to entangle."

As the first new hero of the last term, he Qin was well-informed and recognized Qin Honglie's Boxing at a glance.

Ordinary martial artists in the later stage of Bazhong Prefecture need to be cautious in the face of Vajra boxing. It's very rare for Luofeng to be able to divide the two parts equally.

"One more punch!"

Qin Honglie's power is not enough. He makes a long roar and a flash in his pupil. Behind him, a red circle of fire appears, converging on his fist and rushing out.

This fist is more powerful than the one just now. The round fist is the size of a house. The fire covers the whole square. It's one inch down. The blasting sound like thunder is continuous and loud.

Luo Feng's eyes were fixed, and his fist broke the sky. With a fierce fist force of three Zhang long, it rose to the sky.

Bang!

The fist Gang is broken and the fire disappears. Luo Feng steps back with him and frowns slightly.

With the medium-term strength of Bazhong Prefecture, it's still a little reluctant to fight against such masters as Qin Honglie. Even if they exert their fist to dominate the four sides, they are still suppressed by the other side.

But it's no surprise to think about it.

Qin Honglie is one of the four princes of red maple collar. In the young generation of red maple collar, only a few are rivals.

And the other side has already entered the late stage of the eight fold Prefecture six months ago, with rich background. If you can defeat the other side with the strength of the middle stage of the eight fold Prefecture, then red maple is a joke.

Luo Feng's heart is still comparing Qin Honglie's strength, and Qin Honglie has already set off a rough wave in his heart.

Just now, he has exerted 10% of his strength. He thought he would be able to surpass Luo Feng. Who ever thought that he just let the other side step back! Just a little bit of the upper hand.

This makes Qin Honglie, who has always been proud, feel as if he was slapped hard.

"Impossible! I Qin Honglie will lose to you! "

Looking at Luo Feng, Qin Honglie's heart was blazing with nameless fire. With a gnash of teeth and a clang, the sword was out of its sheath.

"Qin Honglie drew his sword!" When they saw this, they looked at each other.

Qin Honglie had just vowed to be frank and defeat Luo Feng with fist technique. At this moment, he broke his oath and took the lead in drawing his sword!

This is no doubt a violation of their own commitments, indirect proof, just by boxing, he can't do anything.

"I didn't expect Qin Honglie, one of the four great princes in the hall, to force him to this point."

"No wonder, Luofeng is too strong. Who would have thought that a martial artist in the middle of Bazhong Prefecture had the strength to rival the four princes. I'm afraid no one will believe it. "

"Yes. It's not terrible to challenge beyond the level. What's terrible is that the person who challenges beyond the level is also a genius! The potential of Luofeng is terrible! "

"A swordsman can't say the same thing with or without a sword. Since Qin Honglie drew his sword, Luo Feng had no chance to win. "

"Qin Honglie broke his promise, took the lead in drawing his sword and broke his word. Even winning is just a joke. "

The whole square is full of discussions. There are too many variables in this duel. It's really a wave of ups and downs. Many people feel overwhelmed.

Qin Honglie did not hear the comments around him. Even if he heard them, he would not stop at the moment.

The only idea left in his heart now is to defeat Luofeng! Nothing else matters.

Hum!

In the middle of the air, Qin Honglie's momentum rose to the top in an instant. The crisscrossing bloody sword Qi tore the air and made a miserable sound like crying and howling. Finally, he condensed into a ten foot long startling sword shadow and cut it off in the air.

"Sundown sword!"

Qin Honglie roared. His figure was in the light of the sword. People and swords were one. He was full of energy and seemed to cut the earth.

Boom!

The red light covers half of the square. The fierce sword spirit is rampant. There are many shocking sword marks in the square. No one can see how they appear.

"I even drew my sword. In this case, I'll show you the third level of tianbengquan! "

Luo Feng looked at Qin Honglie's figure, with a sneer on his lips. His clothes were hunting and his momentum was inch high.

The whole square is full of momentum, while the space around Luofeng is very peaceful.

The sharp sword spirit, which is three feet away from him, seems to have been broken by invisible forces and disappeared without trace.

"Eh! The late stage of Bazhong Prefecture! "

There was a scream in the square. Many people stared at Luo Feng and seemed to find something incredible.

Luo Feng's breath at the moment is not lost to Qin Honglie at all, and even slightly surpasses. He is obviously a late warrior in Bazhong Prefecture!

Bang!

In the second Pavilion, the teacup in Zhu Huo's hand was smashed by him. He stared at the proud young man in the square, unable to shout.

In the third Pavilion, zihongyuan was already excited to stand up, and his face was red: "the later stage of Bazhong Prefecture! No wonder he has confidence to defeat Qin Honglie, so it is! Ha ha ha ha... "

Zhou Zhiyun chuckled and blushed: "we were all cheated by him."

He Qin, ice like blue and purple kite looked at each other, and their pretty faces were full of surprises.

They all know Luo Feng's strength. Two months ago, they entered the bachong Prefecture. In such a short time, they grew up to the later stage of bachong Prefecture. It's unbelievable that the speed of cultivation!

"Later stage of Bazhong Prefecture! How can it be! "

Qin Honglie stared at Luo Feng.

He did not expect to be looked down upon by his own people, hiding such a strong strength, never lose to himself. Unexpectedly, it is also the later cultivation of Bazhong Prefecture, and even the cultivation is still on its own!

Luo Feng didn't have any nonsense. He sneered at Qin Honglie.

"Tianbengquan triple: tianbengdi!"

Luo Feng's two fists gather two round vigorous Qi, and suddenly hammer to the left and right void.

Boom! Boom!

When the explosion sounded, the air in the whole square seemed to solidify instantly.

Everyone was shocked to find that the space around Luofeng appeared a thick crack, spreading in all directions, as if the whole space was collapsing.

Poof!

At the edge of the square, some of the martial artists who were not well-developed were shivering, white and bleeding.