Day after day, the annual Magnolia City New Blood Competition is coming.
This so-called new blood competition is actually just a competition between the younger generations of several major families who are under twenty. Each participating family has to take out its own jackpot. In the end, only the winner can receive the prize.
Jackpot.
Of course, although the jackpot is expensive, the main purpose is to evaluate the strength of the next generation!
...
After more than ten days, Feng Hao's progress is extremely impressive. The achievements of these ten days can definitely be compared with the previous years of hard training.
And all the credit must be attributed to the Tiger Movement Chapter, and of course, Shennong's Pharmacopoeia, both of which are indispensable.
These days, apart from sleeping and eating, Feng Hao is practicing. By this day, he has reached the peak of the fourth level of martial arts, and he only needs an opportunity to break through to the fifth level.
Feng Hao can barely master the second move of the Tiger Move chapter, and the movement will not be as difficult as before.
The sky is getting brighter, and under the red leaf tree, he is hunched over, like a beast that may attack at any time, giving people a ferocious visual impact.
"Huh...huh..."
The muscles in his body slowly wriggled, and his body switched between crawling and arching. After only a few times, he collapsed to the ground.
"hey-hey!"
Feng Hao was breathing heavily, but his tired little face was full of joy. His mind was turning, and the "drug" and "nature" spread, and he straightened up.
"Try it!"
He lost his momentum, tensed his muscles, and looked directly at the red leaf tree, his eyes firm.
"ha!"
The momentum was sudden, like a ferocious beast rising up to bite people. His fist was raised and smashed against the red leaf tree.
"Bang!"
Feng Hao took a few steps back and froze his body. Looking at the obvious fist mark on the tree, a burst of ecstasy surged in his heart.
"Success!"
Although he still couldn't master all of the tiger moves, with the punch just now, he believed that even a fifth-level warrior would not be able to bear it.
"Wow!..."
There was a burst of noise in the city, Feng Hao turned around and ran away quickly.
Everything he did just now was to welcome today. He wanted to completely get rid of the title of mediocrity in front of everyone. He wanted his father to straighten his back and restore his previous prestige!
...
In the center of Magnolia City, the arena has been set up long ago. The planks and wooden stakes are all made of extremely strong hard wood. Ordinary warriors cannot smash it. It is used for junior competitions. There is no need to worry about it breaking.
.
Around the arena, each of the four major families occupies one side, and the smaller forces can only watch from a distance.
When Feng Hao arrived, there was already a sea of people here. Fortunately, these people knew him, a mediocre young man, and made a way for him to enter. Otherwise, if he squeezed in, the competition would be over.
Seeing Feng Hao arriving, Feng Chen waved to him to stand beside him.
His arrival also attracted some attention from everyone, but more of it was ridicule and disdain.
In their opinion, for a weak young man to challenge the tutor of Fengyue Academy, he is not crazy, he must be stupid.
Yunying is as young as a high-level martial artist, which means that his talent must be of an extraordinary level. In three years, there is a possibility of being promoted to martial arts. For a mediocre boy, he wants to get it.
What to fight for?
Feng Hao ignored all these glances, his expression did not waver at all, but his fists were quietly tightened.
For so many years, he has spent his time under this kind of gaze, and today, he wants to change everything!
When the time came, the four heads of the family came on stage at the same time, took out their respective jackpots, and said some words of encouragement to the juniors. Then they invited Ouyang Peng of Accord to serve as the referee and announced the start of the competition.
"Bang!"
A figure jumped onto the stage, standing upright and somewhat imposing.
It’s Yang Kui!
"Feng Hao, do you dare to come up?!"
He stretched out his hand and pointed directly at Feng Hao.
Obviously, the last incident in Fangshi could not be forgotten by him, and he was always thinking about revenge, so he was the first one to come on stage impatiently, and named Feng Hao by name, hoping to humiliate Feng Hao.
"Why don't you dare?"
With his pupils slightly condensed, Feng Hao stepped towards the ring.
And Feng Chen didn't dissuade him. He knew that Feng Hao's current cultivation level would probably surpass Yang Kui's!
"snort!"
He hummed softly and glanced around at the people who were joking, mocking, and watching the show. He couldn't help but wonder if Feng Hao's performance in the ring would make these people's eyes pop out.
Feng Hao walked onto the ring step by step and stood in front of Yang Kui. At this time, the eyes of the whole audience were also focused here.
"I must make you kneel before me and pray!"
Yang Kui's face twitched and he spoke harshly, his tone full of evil spirits.
"Is it?"
Feng Hao responded calmly, and a flash of disdain flashed in his clear eyes.
"start!"
Following Ouyang Peng's order, Yang Kui started to move.
"Go to hell!"
He raised his fist and used all his strength to hit Feng Hao's head directly, but Feng Hao stood there without moving at all, as if he was frightened.
Seeing this scene, many of the Feng family's children closed their eyes and couldn't bear to watch anymore. Except for Feng Lie, the three masters all showed mocking expressions, while Ouyang Peng narrowed his eyes slightly.
His pupils were filled with deep doubts.
Because he found that the mediocre boy in the past seemed to be different from before. He seemed to have changed from cowardice to confidence?
Where did he get his confidence?
When he was confused, Yang Kui's fist was already approaching Feng Hao.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound came from the arena.
"How can it be?"
Yang Chong, the head of the Yang family, stood up directly and exclaimed in surprise.
"Wow!..."
Then there were noises from all over the place.
The scene in front of them shocked everyone's hearts.
Yang Kui, who had broken through to the fourth level of martial arts early, was caught in the hands of a young man they had always called a mediocre man. This made everyone unwilling to believe their eyes.
"you!"
Sweat slid down Yang Kui's cheeks, his face turned red from suppressing it, and his expression changed from the previous arrogance to fear.
It wasn't that he didn't want to struggle, or that he didn't want to move, but that he didn't have the strength to move. He felt that every time he exerted strength, he would be crushed away by that steel-like palm.
"snort!"
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, Feng Hao's palm began to slowly exert force, and Yang Kui's fist also made a sharp and crisp sound.
"ah!!!"
Yang Kui couldn't bear it anymore and screamed loudly. Such a scream made everyone tremble.
As Feng Hao's palms slowly closed, his screams became more ferocious, like a pig being stabbed.
"Stop! He gave up!"
The corners of Yang Chong's mouth twitched and he screamed out as a last resort.
He knew that if he continued, Yang Kui would be dead.
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