In the stands, some people stood up in surprise and stared at the scene on the competition stage with wide eyes in disbelief.
Gu Fenghua is a Dharma Saint, a Dharma Saint who is only fifteen years old?! No, it is said that Gu Fenghua’s fifteenth birthday has not yet arrived. So Gu Fenghua is a Dharma Saint who is under fifteen years old?
When was the last Dharma Saint who was under the age of fifteen?
It was more than a thousand years ago!
As Gu Fenghua's opponent, Fan Anbing was the one who could feel the opponent's strength most clearly. His red eyes were also distracted for a moment at this moment.
Although there seems to be only one level difference between the first-level Dharma Saint and the ninth-level Dou Sheng, this is actually a qualitative dividing line, a gap at all.
So when Gu Fenghua knocked Fan Anbing to the ground with a sword, no one was surprised. They were all surprised at Gu Fenghua's strength, it turned out to be so strong!
Is this a weakling?
Is this trash?
"Who said that Gu Fenghua couldn't practice and was a loser?"
"What a genius!"
"Let me just say, her four brothers are so powerful, how could she have no qualifications?"
"That's right, that's right. Look at Gu Fenghua, he's already a Dharma Saint before he's even fifteen years old."
Others rolled their eyes at these people. They were suspicious just now, but now the situation has changed so quickly. They despised these people.
Jiang Ziyi stared blankly at the scene in front of her, unable to recover for a while.
Zhu Xilin's expression turned extremely ugly. He remembered that they had gone out to provoke Gu Fenghua and the others before. Now he felt that his face was really hurting.
On the competition stage, Gu Fenghua looked at Fan Anbing, who was knocked to the ground by his sword, and said very gently: "A man must have some dignity. You will definitely fight until the last moment, right? Don't give up."
After Gu Fenghua finished speaking, Fan Anbing's eyes became even redder, so red that they were about to bleed. Deep unwillingness and humiliation arose in his heart.
"Ah!" Fan Anbing got up, looked up to the sky and roared wildly, brandishing his sword, and stabbed Gu Fenghua fiercely.
Gu Fenghua, however, struck Fan Anbing down with an understatement of his sword. Before Fan Anbing could get up, Gu Fenghua struck again with his sword. Fan Anbing rolled twice on the ground. Gu Fenghua jumped lightly, stood on the other side, and swung his sword again.
, Fan Anbing was hit back like a ball.
Fan Anbing had no power to fight back.
This is the essential difference between the Fighting Saint and the Dharma Saint, a complete crushing.
"Let me think about it, how many ribs did you break Enen?" Gu Fenghua thought seriously for a moment, then smiled softly, "Five, then I will break three more of your ribs to make up a lucky number."
There was a constant crackling sound, which was the sound of bones breaking.
There was no sound in the surrounding area, and there was a dead silence. Everyone watched Gu Fenghua on the stage breaking his opponent's ribs one by one.
Such a cruel thing happened, but the delicate girl on the stage always had a smile on her face, and her smile was so delicate and pure.
It makes people shudder.
"This has just begun. I hope you won't cry and give up at the beginning." Gu Fenghua returned Fan Anbing's previous words intact.
Fan Anbing's eyes widened suddenly, and he wanted to say something, but he could only make a reluctant sound.
The people around me had chills in their vests.
Everyone heard Fan Anbing's words before and heard them clearly. But now they also heard Gu Fenghua's words clearly!
Because of this, the way everyone looked at Gu Fenghua changed, with fear in their eyes.
This, this is not a harmless little white flower, this is clearly a piranha flower!
At this time, everyone understood that there was no suspense in this game.
In the stands, only Ran Hongxue still had a smile on her face. Wei Haiyun's face looked a little ugly.