The monks watching the fun from the audience had seen many amazing moves.
After all, this is an arena.
You can show off any powerful martial arts here and win rewards.
䛈䀴, it was the first time they had seen such a movement technique that could produce a sonic boom!
The most terrifying thing is that with every step he takes, his aura and strength will increase.
After a few steps, the power of the sword actually tore through the air, forming a terrifying gust of air!
boom!
With a loud bang, the two weapons collided fiercely again.
Rub, rub, rub!
Zhang Yong's body retreated repeatedly, and his knuckles were cracked by the shock.
The black broadsword almost flew out of his hand, but he caught it with his quick eyes and hands.
“Hiss~!”
Everyone in the audience gasped in shock, their faces filled with horror!
boom!
boom!
…
Yang Fan did not stop and used his body to exert force again.
This attack is more powerful!
step!
Two steps!
…
Eight steps!
This time, Yang Fan took eight steps.
Bang!
Everyone's eardrums were hurting from the vibration.
The next moment.
Everyone was horrified to find that Zhang Yong, who was more than two meters tall, flew off the stage like a cannonball and fell to the ground.
Snap!
The ink-black sword in his hand was also broken into two pieces!
"Defeated...defeated? Rudong Middle School's tyrant, Zhang Yong, actually...actually, was defeated!?"
"It's really fierce! I actually saw Tyrant Blade Zhang Yong being knocked off the stage by three swords."
"Hiss! Where did this young man come from? Aren't sword-related martial arts known for their flexibility and lightness? How can he use it like a knife?"
After a while, the crowd watching the excitement below the stage finally came to their senses.
They all looked at the defeated Tyrant Sword Zhang Yong and screamed in surprise.
On the ring.
Yang Fan held a black iron sword in his hand, wore a mask on his face, and stood there with a look of contempt.
He was not very tall, but no one dared to underestimate the fierce aura he displayed.
Previously, those monks who mocked Yang Fan as a rookie had all turned red in the face and kept silent.
When the great roc soars into the sky, the clown turns out to be me!
Damn, the slap in the face came too quickly.
I'm still a little slow to react.
"The best swordsman in Rudong Middle School, I don't think he's that good. He couldn't even block three of my swords."
Yang Fan's mocking words made Zhang Yong's face turn purple instantly as he fell off the stage.
He raised his eyes with a murderous look and glared at Yang Fan on the stage.
"puff!"
The next moment, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and he almost fainted on the spot!
The people in the audience were amazed and moved.
Li Fei clapped her hands excitedly, looking like a fangirl. "Wow! Brother Xiaofan, so handsome!"
Xiao Tong also performed brilliantly and attracted new attention.
At this moment, she became even more curious about Yang Fan's true appearance under the mask.
She knew Li Fei's personality very well.
No matter how handsome a boy is, he can't catch her eye.
This "Brother Xiaofan" in front of her has actually bewitched this dead girl.
Is he really that handsome, or has he been drugged?
"Let me learn from your swordsmanship."
Suddenly, a cold and delicate cry was heard.
A graceful figure in white touched the ground with her feet and leaped onto the stage.
"It's you!?"
Yang Fan looked at the woman in white in front of him and was shocked!
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