Unfortunately, Qin Shiming ignored Yang Fan at all, and instead waved to Xiahou Feng and Zhou Tian.
"Xiao Qin, come on!"
"Old Qin, kill him, brother will always support you!"
Xia Houfeng was much more unrestrained than Zhou Tian. Ever since Qin Shiming entered Longmen, Xia Houfeng had lived the most comfortable and happiest days.
Young people should be as passionate and motivated as Qin Shiming!
If you don't care about life and death, do it if you don't accept it!
Qin Shiming was fighting this battle, but it stirred up the blood in Xia Houfeng's body.
"good."
Qin Shiming nodded slightly and then slowly walked onto the ring.
When Yang Fan saw this scene, his nose became crooked with anger.
You bitch, don’t you know how to respect your seniors? Don’t you know how to respect yourself, the number one master?
"Qin Shiming, you are indeed somewhat capable, but you are also very annoying."
Taking a deep breath, Yang Fan adjusted his emotional state, narrowed his eyes slightly, and dressed in a gray robe without wind, he immediately filled up the aura of the number one master!
"Don't push, use your fists to speak."
Qin Shiming shook his head slightly, he didn't like Bibi Lailai.
"Then go die!"
Yang Fan's pupils suddenly shrank. Before he could rush to Qin Shiming, he flicked his right hand and a ball of blue flames had already hit him.
"Are you the only one who can play with fire?"
A stream of cold air came out of Qin Shiming's nostrils, and as he thought, a ball of fire also burst out of his palms.
"Bang!"
The collision of flames is like setting off fireworks during the New Year. It is not only beautiful, but also dangerous!
Missing a hit, Yang Fan stepped forward, his palms completely wrapped in flames, and he shot out one palm after another, and the flames continued one after another.
"The number one master of the yellow class is really something."
Qin Shiming was secretly frightened and had to admit that Yang Fan's fire control skills were much better than his own, but was there any use in controlling fire? Can he be a chef cooking?
Rubbish!
Qin Shiming moved his feet repeatedly, stepping on the seven stars, and the ghostly figure was impossible to capture.
hide?
impossible!
Completely opposite to Yang Fan, Qin Shiming stopped playing with fire and directly played with ice!
Both fists were completely wrapped in ice, facing Yang Fan's flame palm!
"Bang bang bang!"
Deafening explosions sounded one after another, dust suddenly flew up on the arena, and two figures quickly retreated in the air.
"Dong dong dong!"
Qin Shiming took ten steps back, but Yang Fan only took three steps back, but Yang Fan's face was even uglier than Qin Shiming's.
It's amazing that there are people in the yellow class who can defeat him.
"Qin Shiming, you really have some skills. No wonder you can easily defeat that good-for-nothing Wang Zhaowu."
This time, Yang Fan didn't rush to take action. He rolled up his sleeves as he spoke. He was going to do something he was really qualified to do.
"..."
Wang Zhaowu in the audience was originally going to cheer for Yang Fan. When he heard this, he looked ashamed and really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"You've already said that it's a piece of rubbish. You can't solve a piece of rubbish, so why are you still doing this?"
Qin Shimingshen made a last strike and stabbed Wang Zhaowu directly in the heart.
"..."
Wang Zhaowu and everyone else really heard it, and some even couldn't hold it back and laughed.
"You are not much better than trash."
Yang Fan took a deep breath and said, "Today I will show you what a master of fire control is and what a master is!"
After the words fell, Yang Fan moved.
The palms of both hands faced each other, and flames appeared out of thin air. The flames circled around Yang Fan. His whole body seemed to be bathed in fire. The temperature suddenly increased, making his face hurt.
"Don't you know how to control water and ice? How much water can you use to extinguish my anger?"
Yang Fan smiled ferociously and rushed towards Qin Shiming, like a fire dragon rushing towards Qin Shiming.
"Does water have to be used to put out a fire?"
Qin Shiming also laughed.
"Shuangyong goes to sea!"
Dragon Fist.
This was his improved boxing technique. Coupled with the ghostly steps, Qin Shiming's fists were as dense as raindrops, punching down all the vitals of Yang Fan's body.
His strength is not as strong as Yang Fan's, and his ability to control fire is not as good as his.
However, Qin Shiming has rich combat experience and is faster.
Yang Fan's ability to control fire is great because he has plenty of energy and sufficient strength. But if Yang Fan is seriously injured and his energy cannot be sustained, how can he play with fire? How can he control fire?
Yang Fan's expression changed slightly. Although his flames were powerful, he had been punched by Qin Shiming several times. The flames were much weaker than before. The most terrible thing was that he could not cause effective damage to Qin Shiming!
It's too oily, like a loach.
"The dragon roars!"
"The flying dragon is in the sky!"
Qin Shiming shouted loudly.
"Get out of here!"
Yang Fan shouted loudly, his violent energy instantly detonating all the fireballs.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the scene suddenly fell into silence. Everyone was staring at the ring, motionless, and their hearts were in their throats.
"Ahem..."
Yang Fan coughed softly, and as the smoke dispersed, Yang Fan's figure was revealed first.
However, Yang Fan is no longer as arrogant and domineering as before. He can't even straighten his back. The self-explosion of flames not only brought huge lethality to Qin Shiming, but also caused damage to Yang Fan.
He was originally wearing a smart robe, but now there are holes everywhere, making him look like a beggar.
"hiss!"
There were bursts of surprise in the crowd from time to time. I am afraid that before this battle, no one could have imagined that Qin Shiming would force Yang Fan to this point!
Even if he loses, who dares to look down on Qin Shiming?
"Old Qin, Old Qin, are you okay..."
The dust dispersed, and Qin Shiming's figure gradually emerged. However, Qin Shiming was much more tragic than Yang Fan.
The clothes on his upper body were gone, and his arms, chest, and even his face were burned to a bloody pulp by the hot flames. Even getting closer, you could smell the smell of roasted meat.
Xia Houfeng's eyes turned red and he exclaimed again and again.
"Xiao Qin..."
Zhou Tian was also moved. He never expected that Yang Fan's flames would explode, and the damage would be much greater than that of a mortar.
The number one expert in the yellow class, he is well-deserved.
"It's okay, I can't die."
Qin Shiming grinned, his mouth full of blood, but he slowly straightened his body, staring at Yang Fan like a hungry wolf.
"You are indeed very strong."
"You are not bad. You are the first one who can force me to use this trick."
Yang Fan no longer hates Qin Shiming as much as before, because the strong will only respect the strong, "However, this does not change the fact that you were defeated. You can pack your things and leave Longmen."
"You lost..."
"Do I admit defeat?"
Qin Shiming interrupted: "I'm still standing."
"You are looking for death!"
Yang Fan frowned slightly. Even though he was seriously injured, he had no pressure to deal with Qin Shiming, who was at the end of his strength. It was just a matter of moving his fingers.
"We still don't know who will lose and who will win."
"If you have the guts, you can kill me! If you can't kill me, I will kill you!"
Qin Shiming grinned ferociously, with a row of white teeth that looked particularly strange at the moment.
"Choke!"
The long sword is unsheathed, the cold light is threatening!