Chapter 15: Grasping, Grasping

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 claim the jackpot.

Of course, although the jackpot is expensive, its main purpose is to evaluate the strength of the next generation!

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After more than ten days, Feng Hao’s progress is extremely impressive. The achievements in these ten days can definitely be compared with the achievements in the previous few years. Penance.

And all the credit must be attributed to the Tiger Movement Chapter, and of course, the Shennong Pharmacopoeia, both of which are indispensable.

These days, Feng Hao, apart from sleeping and eating, is practicing. By this day, he has reached the peak of the fourth level of martial arts, and it only takes one opportunity to break through to the fifth level.

Feng Hao can barely master the second move of the Tiger Moving Chapter, and the movement will not be as difficult as before.

The sky is getting brighter, and under the red leaf tree, he is arching his body, 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 only a few times. He just collapsed to the ground.

　“Hey!”

Feng Hao was breathing heavily, but his tired little face was full of joy. His mind turned and the medicine 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 suddenly surged, like a beast rising up to bite people. The fist was raised and hit the red leaf tree.

"Bang!"

Feng Hao took a few steps back, froze his body, and looked at the obvious fist mark on the tree. A burst of ecstasy surged in his heart. color.

"Successful!"

Although he has not mastered all of the Tiger Movement Chapter, but with the punch just now, he believes that even a fifth-level martial artist will 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 mediocrity in front of everyone.Title, he wants 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 solid wood, and even ordinary warriors can smash them. No, if you use it for junior competitions, you don’t have to worry about it breaking.

Around the arena, the four major families each occupied one side, and the smaller forces could 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, he would be faster if he squeezed in. It's 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 her talent must be of an extraordinary level. In three years, there is a possibility of being promoted to a martial spirit. A mediocre young man, what is he going to fight for?

Feng Hao ignored all these glances, his expression did not fluctuate at all, but his fists were quietly tightened.

For so many years, he has spent his time under such a gaze, and today, he is going 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 competition. start.

“Bang!”

A figure jumped onto the stage, standing upright and somewhat imposing.

It is 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 up to the stage impatiently, and named him, and wanted to Humiliated Feng Hao.

"Why don't you dare?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Feng Hao stepped towards the ring.

And Feng Chen did not dissuade him. He knew that Feng Hao’s current cultivation level might have already surpassed Yang Kui’s!

"Hmph!"

He snorted softly and glanced around at the joking, mocking, and amusing eyes. He couldn't help but think about how Feng Hao would perform in the ring. Will it make these people's eyes fall 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 down in front of me and pray!"

Yang Kui's face twitched and he spoke fiercely, his tone full of evil spirits.

"Really?"

Feng Hao responded calmly, a flash of disdain in his icy eyes.

“Start!”

Following Ouyang Peng’s order, Yang Kui started to move.

"Go to hell!"

He raised his fist and, with all his strength, hit Feng Hao directly on the head, while Feng Hao stood there. , did not move 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, but Ouyang Peng His eyes were slightly narrowed, his pupils 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?

While he was wondering, Yang Kui's fist was already approaching Feng Hao.

　“Bang!”

　A muffled sound came from the ring.

“How is that possible?”

Yang Chong, the head of the Yang family, stood up directly and exclaimed in shock.

　"Wow!..."

　 Then the noise came 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 by the young man they had always called mediocre. This made everyone unwilling to believe in him. s 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’s not that he doesn’t want to struggle, or that he doesn’t want to move, but that he doesn’t have the strength to move. He feels that every time he exerts his strength, it will be casually crushed by that steel-like palm.

"Hmph!"

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. ring.

　“Ah!!!”

Yang Kui could no longer bear the scream and screamed loudly. Such a scream made everyone tremble.

As Feng Hao’s palms slowly closed, his screams became more ferocious, just like a pig being stabbed.

"Stop! He gave up!"

The corner of Yang Chong's mouth twitched and he shouted out as a last resort.

He knew that if he continued, Yang Kui would be dead.