Chapter 150 The First Battle Was Won!

The martial arts field of Haoqimen is very large, but counting the disciples of Haoqimen and the bigwigs of various factions, they are almost forming a circle.

Eighty adults, close to Qin Haoran.

Two adults, close to Jun Changxiao.

From the ranking, it can be seen that many martial artists believe that the strength of Hao Qi is better.

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Qin alliance leader send his disciples to appear."

Qin Haoran said lightly: "Since the head of the sect has come so far, Qin Mou couldn't be perfunctory, so he let his direct disciples fight."

After all, raise your hand.

Standing in the front row, the direct disciple named Sun Ye walked out and went straight to the central bank of the martial arts field.

"A rank eight martial artist?"

Jun Chang smiled and thought for a while, and said, "Xiao Fei, come on stage."

"Yes!"

Li Fei rubbed his right foot on the ground, then clenched his fist and strode towards the center of the martial arts arena.

It looked easy, but in fact it was a bit of a panic.

After all, this was the first time he represented the Iron Bone Sect to compete with other sect disciples, and the pressure must be great.

Jun Chang smiled at the back and encouraged: "Don't be nervous, don't be stage fright, just take out the energy you played in the martial arts."

"kindness."

Li Fei took a deep breath, his eyes flickered firmly.

Then, standing at the top of himself, Sun Ye, who was in his early twenties, was five meters away. Regardless of his height and physique, there was a huge gap!

"Haoqimen's direct disciples, who have gone through all kinds of experiences, I'm afraid it's a bit of a hang-up for the Iron Bone School to let such a thin-skinned and tender little guy play."

"Master Jun should directly send Li Qingyang to play, win the weakest with the strongest, and then win two more rounds, with the weakest going to the strongest against Haoqimen."

"Come on, Haoqimen has three ninth-grade martial disciples and three high-grade spiritual root disciples. The Iron Bone Sect sent Li Qingyang to the stage early, so I'm afraid they can only win one game."

"It's like the bone pie can win two games."

The warriors from all walks of life whispered.

More than 50 alliance bosses sneered.

In their opinion, Jun Changxiao stepped into the door of Hao Qi, no matter how the disciples were arranged to fight, the result could not be changed, only one loss.

If you don't send Li Qingyang to win a game first, just wait for his head to be shaved!

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"Haoqimen, Sun Ye."

"Iron Bone Pie, Li Fei."

After the two reported their sects and names to each other, Sun Ye clenched his fists and whispered, "Boy, you humiliated the sect master just now, and I will make you lose very painfully."

"Oh."

Li Fei responded.

"Start!" A Haoqimen elder shouted as a referee.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Ye, who had a strong back and a strong waist, strode forward, his strong arms stretched out, obviously intending to grapple.

Li Fei's toes were a little bit, and the man dodged like a rabbit, and went around behind Sun Ye, and the burst fist was displayed, and it slammed into the back neatly.

"Snapped!"

Sun Ye reacted quickly, turned around and stretched out his palms, clasped Li Fei's fist, and clenched it tightly, obviously wanting to crush it.

"The disciple of the Haoqi Sect is very strong at first glance. The disciple of the Iron Bone Sect has his fists clenched and has no way to escape. He can only be beaten passively, and the first battle is over."

A strong man commented.

However, Sun Ye's five fingers pressed tightly against Li Fei's fist, and he never heard the sound of bones breaking.

This……

Everyone was astonished.

The disciples of the Haoqi Sect are eighth-rank martial disciples, with at least 12,000 jins of hand strength to start, and they should be able to easily crush them.

Li Fei said, "Is that enough strength?"

That guy... laughing?

Many masters instantly had a thought, this Iron Bone Sect disciple is extremely strong, otherwise it would be impossible to be so calm!

"hateful!"

Sun Ye angrily poured in more spiritual power, and the power of his five fingers exploded to the extreme, but it was still difficult to shake, as if he was holding an iron lump!

"brush!"

Li Fei jumped up,

The right foot swept straight.

Happy football is under his foot, he has played the night stars countless times, and he has also played Jun Changxiao many times, which is called the golden right foot!

"Bang!"

The right foot, which was infused with spiritual power and physical explosion, slammed into Sun Ye's face incomparably, and... more than one foot!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

After Li Fei jumped up, the inertia fell during the time period, and he kicked five feet wildly, each of which carried more than 15,000 jin.

The toe of the last kick hit Sun Ye's temple heavily, and the destructive force caused him to loosen his strength, causing him to dizzy and retreat backwards.

"Good opportunity!" Jun Chang laughed.

Li Fei, who broke free of the bondage, just landed, and he waved his waist to cover his knees, and then rushed over to volley up and shouted:

"Iron bones and shadowless feet!"

"Bang bang bang bang ——"

Sun Ye, who kept going backwards, showed footprints on his chest.

In the end, when he retreated to the edge of the martial arts field, the man fell upside down, blood splattered in the process, up to three feet!

"Boom!"

The direct disciple of Haoqimen, who had a strong back and a strong waist, fell heavily under his feet, and his entire body had left the martial arts field area.

Obviously, lose!

"brush!"

Li Fei turned a somersault backwards with his strength, and after landing, he put on the stance of 'swallow copying water', and said, "I accept it."

"it is good!"

Su Xiaomo shouted excitedly.

Li Qingyang and Xiao Xunji grinned.

"A direct disciple? It's rubbish." Ye Xingchen muttered disdainfully.

The various factions and the big family members stared wide-eyed.

Li Fei, who was clenched his fist tightly, kicked Sun Ye out of blood in a very short period of time. This is incredible!

From the perspective of the momentum, it seems that it is only a fifth-grade martial artist, why is the strength of each foot more than 15,000!

It is not to say that a fifth-grade martial artist cannot have such a high power explosion, but it is based on high aptitude and high martial arts.

What about the Iron Bone Sect disciple?

He also used boxing techniques when he shot, and the five feet that kicked up in the air didn't use martial arts.

Also, iron bones and shadowless feet.

What kind of martial art is this, what quality, why haven't I heard of it?

It is neither martial arts nor quality. It was designed by Jun Changxiao for Li Fei from Huang Feihong's conception.

Just shouting a name to bluff people, but in fact, it relies on the power generated by a pair of feet to form a dense attack, not to mention martial arts at all.

The spectators were not clear, and they all speculated that the Iron Bone Shadowless Foot was named after the Iron Bone. Could it be the unique martial art of the Iron Bone School?

The Qin alliance leader's face was extremely gloomy.

The disciple was defeated like this, and he was also defeated by a fifth-grade martial artist, which made it difficult for him to accept!

The same ugly faces are also the big bosses of the Hundred Sects Alliance. After all, they are waiting to watch the jokes, and the plot is different from what they thought!

Wang Donglin nodded and praised: "Although this son only has the cultivation base of a fifth-grade martial artist, he can burst out such high leg strength, which is a good seedling."

Ai Shangzhen murmured in his heart, "The Iron Bone Sect disciple must have taken the Body Shaping Pill, otherwise it would be impossible for a fifth-rank martial disciple to cultivate and resist the strength of the Haoqi Sect disciple."

After winning the first victory, Jun Changxiao bowed to the ugly Qin Haoran and said, "Qin Alliance Leader, I'm sorry, my Iron Bone faction won by luck."

"Humph."

Qin Haoran snorted coldly and ordered his disciples to carry Sun Ye, who had passed out, away, and said indifferently, "Sect Master Jun, your Iron Bone Sect will send your disciples to fight first in this second battle."

It doesn't matter if you lose a game, as long as you win all of the following, you can let this kid clean the stables!

Jun Changxiao held his chin and thought about it for a while, and said, "Tian Qi, let's go to battle."

"Yes!"

Tian Qi stepped out.

He has participated in the martial arts competition, and his mood is more stable than Li Fei.

Qin Haoran did not dispatch eighth-rank martial disciples this time, but directly sent ninth-rank martial arts disciples. Obviously, he must win the second victory.

"Qin alliance leader does not intend to let eighth-rank martial disciples play."

"There are also two ninth-rank martial arts disciples, two peak martial arts disciples, and a martial arts master, who can just come to fight against the other five disciples of the Tiegu Sect."

"The disciple named Li Fei just now is very strong. He should have beaten the weak with the strong, but how can the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect be so strong?"

Li Fei, who had just returned to the back of the head, heard some people talking, and really wanted to tell them aloud—I am the weakest in our village, so I was able to take it by surprise!