Chapter 82 Beating

The sound is as strong as iron, and it is resounding.

Lu Fan released his Gang Qi, the surging Gang Qi danced like a flame, and the power of heaven and earth around him became slightly distorted. The strength of the seventh level of the inner gang should be the aura that can only be released from the outer gang.

The two bronze puppets standing in front of the white tower seemed to have sensed something, and looked around blankly.

Feeling Lu Fan's oppressive aura, Zhao Kuo's face changed slightly.

"Come and fight!"

With a bang, Lu Fan's epee plunged into the ground. The tyrannical stellar energy caused the ground where the epee was inserted to explode, forming a round pit.

Before Zhao Kuo could speak, Zhao Ling who was beside him started to shout.

"Brother, beat him up. The people in the Yuanyuan are rubbish, he is no match for you, beat him up."

Zhao Kuo frowned tightly at Zhao Ling's shout.

Rubbish?

That kid named Han Feng almost killed him just now!

Zhao Kuo didn't know what to say, but his pride still made him stand up.

The fists and palms collided, and Zhao Kuo's body rose again. Covering his body in white Gang clothes, Zhao Kuo also displayed his aura.

The momentum of the two collided in mid-air, and Zhao Kuo suddenly shook his body.

This is impossible! The other party actually suppressed him in terms of momentum.

The next moment, Zhao Kuo's aura was directly destroyed, and Lu Fan's aura seemed to be swept by a gust of wind.

Lu Fan, who was in anger, would not know how to keep his hands or something like before. Come up and directly transform your stellar qi into twenty times the stellar energy.

Although there is no difference on the outside, in fact Lu Fan has aroused all the forces of heaven and earth that can be aroused around him to form an aura.

Although Zhao Kuo is a martial artist from the Outer Gang, he cannot surpass Lu Fan in terms of momentum.

The tyrannical momentum was on Zhao Kuo. For warriors, aura is the first martial skill. Once the momentum is suppressed, he will either be forced to make a move, or his strength will be suppressed.

It was the first time that Zhao Kuo was overwhelmed by a person whose level was lower than his own.

With a roar, Zhao Kuo's eyes were bloodshot, and he punched him.

This punch has already carried the ripples of strength, and the force that spreads out is like a wave of water rippling forward.

Before the fist arrived, the force had already hit Lu Fan's body.

Lu Fan turned his hand and slashed out with a sword. To deal with such a warrior of pure strength, any moves and swordsmanship are bullshit. The only thing to do is to fight back with stronger force and in a more brutal way.

Spin Dragon Sword!

Unceremoniously, Lu Fan directly used his strongest sword move.

Twenty times the strength of the force was attached to the heavy sword with a spiral, and it came out in shock.

The fist and sword collided, and Lu Fan's feet stepped on the ground to make a deep depression.

Zhao Kuo only watched as his strength was cut inch by inch, his fist was pierced by the crazy force, and the pain continued to come.

At this moment, Zhao Kuo also erupted, and the roar of the tiger sounded, and Zhao Kuo's muscles swelled in an instant.

God Tiger!

Lu Fan felt the power coming from the sword, and with the same roar, real flames burst out of his body, a golden body of fire!

boom!

The floor under the two of them was shattered into powder, and the scales on Lu Fan's body were faintly lit up, but only for a while.

Immediately, Zhao Kuo was cut open by a sword, and his entire arm was instantly dislocated by the tyrannical force of the epee.

After taking a few steps back, Zhao Kuo's face was already filled with consternation.

What a terrifying power, is the opponent really just a martial artist in the Inner Realm? Zhao Kuo doubted very much whether Lu Fan was a member of the Yuanyuan. With such terrifying power and the raging flames on Lu Fan, is he really not a student of the Hengshan Academy?

Changing hands, Zhao Kuo twisted his arm violently, and the dislocated part returned to its original position in an instant, but the fist was blackened by the flames and could not recover for a while.

Lu Fan strode forward and slashed out with his sword again.

Flame Sword!

The epee swung out, directly bringing up a flame.

Zhao Kuo suddenly moved in a small range, getting out of Lu Fan's epee and punching out at the same time.

The entire arm turned black, and Zhao Kuo's punch was absolutely powerful.

But Lu Fan didn't mean to dodge at all, so Zhao Kuo punched him.

With a bang, Lu Fan's body shook slightly, but that was all.

Grasping Zhao Kuo's arm, the cold light in Lu Fan's eyes made Zhao Kuo's pupils shrink instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying power came from Lu Fan's hand, rushing directly to the brain through his arm.

Soul power, spiritual impact!

Lu Fan used the soul power of the One Yuan Dao Jue, and Zhao Kuo, who was defenseless, was directly hit and froze on the spot. The strength in his body couldn't stop the terrifying power of the soul at all. And once the power of the soul rushed into the brain, Zhao Kuo lost his defense ability.

Lu Fan grabbed Zhao Kuo's arm and lifted him up like a slender rod.

Lu Fan slammed Zhao Kuo's huge body like a hill onto the ground next to him. There was a heavy sound, and stone chips were scattered everywhere.

One, two, ten.

Lu Fan slammed Zhao Kuo back and forth fiercely, and threw Zhao Kuo into the air at the last blow.

Then, Lu Fan jumped up. The strong power of heaven and earth swarmed in and poured into Lu Fan's body continuously, and then transformed into a tyrannical strength by Lu Fan.

The domineering Lu Fan suddenly had a kind of understanding, and the picture he saw when he comprehended the Wufeng Epee suddenly flashed in his mind.

That domineering cut!

Involuntarily, Lu Fan slammed his sword down.

The epee slapped on Zhao Kuo's body like a huge door.

There was a bang from the terrifying power, and the surrounding power of heaven and earth exploded in an instant.

Lu Fan himself was bounced away by the shock force, while Zhao Kuo smashed into the ground like a meteorite.

Boom, boom, boom!

There were successive explosions.

Rocks ten feet high rushed up from the ground, and the force of the explosion made those watching around keep backing away, for fear of being affected by this terrifying force.

Lu Fan turned over and fell to the ground, put away the heavy sword, and the anger in his eyes slowly subsided.

In a moment, everything returned to calm.

Only then did everyone see Zhao Kuo's bloody figure in the deep pit.

Zhao Kuo's entire face was almost flattened, and he kept vomiting blood. Although Lu Fan's attack was a little heavy, he was also measured and would not kill Zhao Kuo directly. Otherwise, he didn't use a slap just now, but directly slashed that sword with both sides of the heavy sword.

Spitting out another mouthful of blood, Zhao Kuo passed out completely. That is to say, the students of Hengshan Institute are violent and tyrannical. If they were students from other schools, if they were beaten up so violently by Lu Fan, they might lose their lives.

Zhao Ling sat down on the ground with blood stains on her underwear.

Trembling all over, Zhao Ling suddenly burst into tears. Several students from Piaomiao Academy and students from Hengshan Academy couldn't stand it any longer, and hurriedly took Zhao Ling and Zhao Kuo away. After this battle, it might be difficult for Zhao Ling to hang out in Piao Miao Court. To be frightened like this is really a disgrace to the reputation of Piao Miao Academy.

The other students around looked at Lu Fan with strange expressions.

Is this a member of the Yuanyuan?

He actually beat Zhao Kuo, who was ranked 32nd in the martial arts list, severely, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. I'm afraid none of the people present will believe it.

"Lu Fan of the Yuanyuan, write it down, write it down quickly, what a powerful force. He is definitely more than thirty-two ranks, and his strength may already be able to threaten those in the top twenty. Hurry up and change the martial arts list, and put Lu Fan on the list. Anyone who goes up in line, go quickly."

Among the crowd, a student walked away quickly, and another student with a folding fan said with a chuckle, "There are also masters from the Yuanyuan Academy. Some of them watched the college ranking competition this time."

Other people around looked at Lu Fan with various eyes, and the eyes of several female students among them shone with fiery light.

"Junior Brother Lu Fan, haha, it really was the right decision to bring you out. My waist, my poor little waist."

Han Feng struggled to sit up from the ground, clutching his waist and howling.

Lingyao came over at this time and gently tugged at the corner of Lu Fan's clothes. His eyes lit up, and he whispered: "Lu Fan, you are really good. Wow, it's only been a long time since you entered the hospital, and you're already at the seventh level of the Inner Gang, and even the brothers in the Outer Gang are no match for you."

Lu Fan chuckled lightly, did not answer, turned around and walked to Han Feng's side, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Han Feng, can you still get up?"

Han Feng waved his fist and said, "Don't underestimate me. After all, I am also your senior brother. Oh, my waist still hurts, it won't affect my masculinity. Brother Lu Fan, you just now The elixir you gave me is really good. How about another one?"

Lu Fan took out another one from his belt and threw it to Han Feng.

Han Feng looked at it carefully, but didn't eat it. He put it away with a smile, and said in a low voice, "There is such a pill. I guess I can have a good time with my junior sister."

Lu Fan felt a chill, and Ling Yao also looked at Han Feng with contempt.

Suddenly, the two bronze puppets guarding the door said: "Lu Fan of the First Yuanyuan, you have defeated Zhao Kuo, who was ranked 32nd in the martial arts list. You can enter the cultivation tower."

Lu Fan froze for a moment, he almost forgot about this.

Unexpectedly, these two puppets also knew that Zhao Kuo was ranked thirty-second in the martial arts list.

Han Feng was also taken aback for a moment, then pointed to himself and said, "What about me? Can I enter now?"

The two bronze puppets said: "You haven't defeated any students on the martial arts list, so you are not allowed to enter."

Han Feng cursed loudly: "I am your ancestors. Can't you two idiots see that I already have the strength of the martial arts list? I have to defeat it. Are your heads stones?"

Han Feng scolded himself for a moment, didn't he, these two puppets must have stones in their heads.

The other students around did not dare to ridicule Han Feng anymore. After all, they had seen Han Feng's battle, so it was not wrong to say that he had the strength of the martial arts list. It's a pity that this Han Feng is facing Zhao Kuo, who is the 32nd in the martial arts list. If the opponent's ranking is lower, it is estimated that there is a great hope of defeating him.

Gritting his teeth secretly, his eyes rolled suddenly, Han Feng turned his head and said: "Junior Brother Lu Fan, hurry up, you fight me and lose to me in front of these two idiots."

Lu Fan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "Senior Brother Han Feng, your move is not bad."