Qin Fan stared at Ji Feng, shook his head and said: "Ji Feng, I won't talk nonsense. Since you always want to kill me, then go ahead!"
"Okay, boy!" Zhao Lang's eyes were shocked, "It seems that you are very courageous. In this case, I won't say anything anymore. You can keep those words to speak in hell!"
Zhao Lang said and punched him without saying a word.
As expected, he is the strongest disciple of Xingdao Academy, and his speed and cultivation are unmatched by others.
boom!
A burst of energy burst out, and the energy turned into a sharp sword and struck hard!
With strong energy, Zhao Lang's foot kicked hard.
Qin Fan's face changed slightly when he took a look. He could feel the fierce killing intent before the opponent came over to kill him.
Immediately, Qin Fan hurriedly responded with punches, and struck each other with two palms. With a bang, Qin Fan was shaken out by the opponent's strong internal energy.
Qin Fan landed on the ground with a bang, and retreated seven or eight meters until he reached the edge of the stage, where he was able to stabilize himself.
Qin Fan was shocked inside!
"Qin Fan, be careful, he has something even more powerful!" Taoist Yugan on the judges' bench hurriedly shouted.
At this moment, someone in the audience shouted to Qin Fan to be careful!
Zhao Lang stared at Qin Fan with disdain and sneered: "Qin Fan, let me tell you the truth, I am not as bad as Ji Feng, you will definitely die today.
Next, I will show you what a master is and let you know what a real master is like! A piece of trash like you is not worthy of being called a master!"
As he said that, he punched him hard again.
Qin Fan's face darkened, and he hurriedly stepped aside.
He knew that the opponent was much stronger than him, so it would definitely not work if he resisted head-on.
Qin Fan dodged and passed by. He wanted to catch his breath, but then Zhao Lang struck again.
At this time, Qin Fan dodged again, but it was already too late. The two of them fought each other!
Boom boom boom!
The energy stalks and kills on the competition stage.
After a fierce bombardment, Qin Fan was suddenly beaten out by the opponent.
When Qin Fan landed, Zhao Lang couldn't wait to kill him again.
Qin Fan hurriedly took action to resist, but it was already too late.
Qin Fan dodged the opponent's punch, but was kicked hard by Zhao Lang.
With a pop, Qin Fan spat out a mouthful of blood!
Before he could recover, Zhao Lang came to kill him again.
The people watching at the scene were extremely worried, and everyone secretly thought that Qin Fan was finished.
At this time, Qin Fan only heard caution. He looked up and saw that in the air, Zhao Lang's whole body was covered with purple light. His body rushed down, and a powerful light burst out from his fist.
Qin Fan's expression changed, and he felt despair inside.
He still underestimated Zhao Lang. This guy was indeed not on the same level as Ji Feng.
If Ji Feng is at the bronze level, then Zhao Lang is at the gold level!
"Qin Fan, go to hell!" Zhao Lang sneered ferociously!
When Qin Fan was desperate, he immediately mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and turned it into a defensive shield.
At the same time, Qin Fan slammed his palms on the ground, and with a bang, his body bounced up. He suddenly flew into the sky, and Qin Fan responded directly.
A loud bang!
Two thick auras of different colors collided in the sky, and Qin Fan fell hard again!
At this moment, his whole body was almost shattered by the opponent!
puff!
Qin Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground.
Zhao Lang landed five or six meters in front of him.
He sneered, "Qin Fan, if you give up now, I will leave you with a whole body, otherwise I will kill you like I killed Ji Feng and turn you into powder with no body left!"
At this time, everyone in the audience shouted Qin Fan's name.
Some disciples in Dahou Mountain clenched their fists, eager to kill Zhao Lang immediately.
A disciple from Dahoushan shouted at Zhao Lang: "Zhao Lang, Junior Brother Qin admits defeat, please spare him!"
Zhao Lang sneered on the stage, "Let me spare his life, don't even think about it!" Then he looked at Qin Fan, "Qin Fan, do you want to admit defeat or do you want to turn into a fan?"
Give up?
Qin Fan sneered, stood up slowly and said: "Let me admit defeat, Zhao Lang, you are dreaming, even if I die in battle, I will not surrender!"
Zhao Lang's face darkened and he sneered: "Very good, I know you won't admit defeat, so fine, now I will directly kill you!"
Immediately, he moved his hands left and right, and a ray of virtual light came out from his body, and then the virtual light turned into a tiger. The tiger roared and suddenly rose into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, dark clouds began to appear in the sky, and streaks of extremely sharp lightning struck down at Zhao Lang's fingertips.
"What!"
"Thunder Palm!"
Everyone exclaimed, the thunder palm used by Ji Feng just now is now used by Zhao Lang.
"Qin Fan, Ji Feng is useless. That Thunder Palm is a waste in his hands. Now I will show you what a real Thunder Palm looks like!" Zhao Lang sneered, with disdain and furious murder in his eyes.
meaning.
Immediately, he kicked his legs violently, and Zhao Lang killed him directly.
Qin Fan looked shocked. Zhao Lang's thunder palm was indeed extremely powerful compared to Ji Feng's.
Immediately, Qin Fan endured the pain and used the same move that killed Ji Feng again. Almost all the spiritual energy in his body penetrated his body, and the virtual image of the fire unicorn coiled above his head.
Qin Fan also killed him.
There was a bang.
The impact was more violent than before, and the air waves hit the audience one after another with overwhelming power.
Although the people in the audience were sitting ten meters back at this moment, the air wave suddenly knocked everyone down.
Qin Fan flew backwards with a pop and hit the ground hard.
Amid everyone's exclamations, Zhao Lang walked directly in front of Qin Fan, put his foot directly on Qin Fan's neck, and said with a sneer: "Qin Fan, are you going to admit defeat or not?"
Qin Fan stared at the other party, gritted his teeth and cursed: "You are paralyzed to admit defeat, now you have the ability to beat me to death!"
Zhao Lang gritted his teeth and sneered: "Okay, since you want to die so much, I'll make it happen for you now!"
Immediately, he punched Qin Fan in the face, lifted Qin Fan up into the air with one hand.
At the same time, he gathered strength in his other hand, made a fist with his palm, and punched Qin Fan violently.
With a bang, Qin Fan was directly thrown away, his muscles and bones were broken with a click, and he fell directly onto the stage ten meters away with a bang.
Qin Fan let out a scream, and his mouth was filled with blood.
He tried to get up, but his muscles and bones seemed to be broken and he couldn't get up.
Zhao Lang sneered ferociously and walked up to Qin Fan again.
He mentioned Qin Fan and sneered: "Qin Fan, to be honest, you are indeed much more powerful than I thought. Among the disciples of Xingdao Academy, no one has been able to catch me with so many moves without dying.
But it’s no use being so patient. I’ll give you one last chance. Will you admit defeat or not?”
Qin Fan endured the pain and sneered and said: "Zhao Lang, I still said the same thing, don't even think about wanting me to admit defeat!"
Zhao Lang bit his teeth with overwhelming anger. He seemed not to have expected Qin Fan to be so stubborn, "Qin Fan, you are looking for death. I will kill you with this punch!"
Immediately, a fist that was more terrifying than before hit Qin Fan fiercely.