Chapter eight hundred and ninety seventh fat dragon
There are a total of thirty-five arenas, and Wu Yang actually said that their Imperial Academy could not win ten arenas. This is really looking down on their Imperial Academy.
"I would like to meet you!" At this moment, a fat young man stood up directly.
The young man's weight seems to be at least three to four hundred pounds.
"It's the Fat Dragon who ranks among the top seventeen in the Emperor List!" When everyone saw the young man standing up, they instantly recognized the young man's identity.
The fat dragon was seen holding a golden hammer in each hand, scanning the thirty-five arenas, and finally rushed towards a fat opponent.
"Vice Dean, do you want to stop Fei Long?" Instructor Qin couldn't help but look at Zhou Tiansheng worriedly when he saw Fei Long standing up.
After all, they are not stupid, and they can also see that these seven major forces are well prepared.
With the lessons learned from Liao Rong, Instructor Qin was also worried that something would go wrong with Fei Long.
"No, let Fei Long test it out. I want to see how far these seven forces have developed!" Zhou Tiansheng also shook his head and whispered.
When Teacher Qin heard Zhou Tiansheng's words, although his eyes were still a little worried, he still nodded!
To be honest, he was quite curious as to what level the disciples of these seven major forces had reached.
You must know that the strength of the new generation of disciples represents the future of a force, which is very important.
Zhou Tiansheng also secretly sent a message to Fei Long. If he really couldn't beat him, he would leave the ring quickly.
From Zhou Tiansheng's point of view, Fei Long was one of the top twenty disciples anyway. Even if he was no match for the enemy, he should still have no problem if he wanted to save his life.
Feilong nodded and rushed directly to his opponent!
At this moment, Fei Long did not dare to look down on his opponent and directly unleashed all his strength.
Obviously, Fei Long thinks that the seven major forces are simply too crazy. He must now take a beating, rub the prestige of the seven major forces, and boost the morale of the Imperial Academy!
"Golden Dragon Hammer!" Fei Long shouted violently and directly displayed his strongest martial arts.
Fei Long spent nearly ten years creating this martial skill by combining the essence of several martial arts.
Before Feilong could create the strength of the Golden Dragon Hammer, with his combat power, he could barely make it into the top fifty.
But after the creation of the Golden Dragon Hammer, Feilong's combat power instantly reached the seventeenth position on the emperor list.
Fei Long dare not say anything else. If he can be given enough physical strength, he can rely on the Golden Dragon Hammer to challenge the top ten strong men in the Emperor List, and it will also help him become invincible!
From this we can see how powerful the Golden Dragon Hammer is!
"This boy's talent is really good. This Golden Dragon Hammer is strong and powerful. It's really powerful!" Instructor Qin couldn't help but praise Feilong when he saw Feilong's Golden Dragon Hammer.
"It is indeed powerful, but it consumes too much physical energy. If he can instantly suppress and defeat the opponent, we can still win this round!
But if he gives his opponent a chance to breathe, he will definitely lose!" Zhou Tiansheng looked at the martial arts used by Fei Long and instantly saw the shortcomings of Fei Long's martial arts.
boom!
The golden hammer in Fei Long's hand hit the opponent's sword hard.
Suddenly, a golden dragon shot out from each of the fat dragon's golden hammers.
The golden dragon is five to six meters long and rushes towards the opponent fiercely.
When the opponent saw Fei Long's fierce bombardment, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes!
Under Feilong's ferocious attack, his opponent was really at a loss and took a few steps back!
"Drink!" Fat Dragon shouted violently, attacking without interruption and continuing to bombard his opponent.
"This person is so powerful!" Fei Long's opponent looked at Fei Long and felt even more fearful in his heart, because Fei Long's attack left him unable to fight back.
All he can do now is to parry Feilong's attack.
boom.
As Fei Long launched another ferocious attack, his opponent could only parry hard and kept retreating.
"Ho! Roar! Well done, Senior Brother Fei Long!"
"Senior Brother Fei Long is domineering, Senior Brother Fei Long crushes him."
"Senior Brother Feilong is so awesome!"
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Many disciples of the Imperial Academy roared with excitement when they saw Fei Long suppressing his opponents ferociously.
Obviously, Fei Long suppressed his opponents and brought great encouragement to all of them. At the same time, many people felt very happy in their hearts.
After all, they were provoked by the seven major forces as soon as they came up today. As disciples of the Imperial Academy, they felt very aggrieved.
"Hmph, it's just a fierce appearance. I want to see how many rounds he can last!" Wu Yang snorted disdainfully when he saw Fei Long's attack.
Obviously Wu Yang also saw the flaw in Feilong's martial arts.
Sure enough, after more than a dozen rounds, the Fat Dragon's attacks became somewhat ineffective.
This made Fei Long's opponent feel happy!
You know, facing Feilong's ferocious attack just now, he really had the urge to give up and admit defeat.
Needless to say, if Fei Long can last ten more rounds, he will definitely lose.
It's a pity that Feilong was unable to follow up so quickly. This simply gave him a chance to counterattack.
"Your attacks are so satisfying, let me give you a taste of the power of my broadsword!" Fei Long's opponent couldn't help but say proudly as he looked at Fei Long's tone.
I saw Fei Long's opponent directly using his martial arts skills to turn his defense into offense. Soon the battle between the two seemed to be evenly matched.
After four or five rounds, Fei Long's physical strength became even more unknown, which allowed his opponent to gradually gain the upper hand.
"What's going on? Senior Brother Feilong was so strong just now, why is he at a disadvantage now?"
"No way, just now I thought that Senior Brother Fei Long was going to win, how could it become like this!"
"Senior Brother Fei Long, please give me your strength. You must not lose!"
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Many disciples of the Imperial Academy were extremely anxious when they saw Fei Long gradually falling into a disadvantage.
After all, they all believed that Fei Long could defeat his opponent, win a round for Emperor Academy, and let out a good sigh of relief.
But now, how can they bear it when they see Fei Long at a disadvantage?
In Feilong's heart, many disciples were even more anxious. After all, losing this competition was a small thing, but losing the Imperial Academy's face was a big deal.
He could even imagine how the seven major forces would laugh at the Imperial Academy if he lost this match.
When Fei Long heard the anxious voices of many disciples of the Imperial Academy, he felt even more anxious.
"Drink." Feilong also shouted loudly and tried his best to attack his opponent. Obviously Feilong didn't want to lose. Even if he tried his best, he still wanted to win the game for Emperor Academy.
"What a madman!" Feilong's opponent couldn't help but yelled angrily when he saw that Feilong wanted to fight for his life.
Because he was not paying attention just now, he almost suffered a loss at the hands of Fei Long.