He Xiangdong gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Hmph, even if you outnumber me, I'm not afraid!"
Qian Chunfeng shook his head and said, "That's right, the overall level of our Wilderness Martial Arts University is high, unlike your school, apart from Sister Bai and you, the other freshmen are simply unwatchable, it's a disgrace to a comprehensive martial arts university."
He Xiangdong's face darkened, inwardly annoyed, but he wasn't provoked by the other party's words. Instead, he calmly considered his response. He took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and prepared to face the challenge ahead.
Then, a thrilling and fierce battle ensued between the two. Qian Chunfeng moved with lightning speed, unleashing his "Scattered Flowers Hand" technique like a whirlwind, each strike carrying a sharp sword aura that swept over He Xiangdong like a storm.
He Xiangdong showed no weakness, his mental attack martial arts technique surged like a raging wave, continuously rushing towards Qian Chunfeng.
In an instant, sword energy surged across the arena, radiating light, and the figures of the two intertwined and flickered within, dazzling the eyes.
Qian Chunfeng's Scattering Flower Hand technique clashed with He Xiangdong's mental impact martial arts, producing a series of loud noises that seemed to tear the entire arena apart.
However, He Xiangdong's strength ultimately prevailed. Despite Qian Chunfeng's all-out effort, his attacks gradually lost their power in the face of He Xiangdong's defense.
He Xiangdong's mental attack martial arts technique was like a sharp sword, piercing through Qian Chunfeng's defenses and heading straight for his vital points.
Qian Chunfeng felt immense pressure; sweat began to bead on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid. But he did not give up, stubbornly continuing his struggle against He Xiangdong.
Finally, Qian Chunfeng's strength was exhausted, and his movements became sluggish. He Xiangdong seized the opportunity and struck hard, knocking Qian Chunfeng back several steps.
Qian Chunfeng knew he could no longer continue, so he voluntarily conceded defeat and slowly walked off the stage.
This fierce battle shocked everyone present. They witnessed the formidable strength of the two masters and felt the allure and cruelty of martial arts.
"Let me go first. If I can't take him down, then you two can go last." Among the remaining freshmen of the Wilderness Martial Arts University were Zhang Shanfeng, Li You, and Liu Mingyue. Zhang Shanfeng stepped forward and said.
The two girls exchanged a glance but did not object. They knew Zhang Shanfeng meant well; if he could defeat He Xiangdong, they wouldn't have to compete and could save their energy.
Moreover, Zhang Shanfeng is indeed very strong and has a great chance of defeating his opponent.
"Come on, let's see how much of my life force you can deplete?" He Xiangdong said with a contemptuous expression, not taking Zhang Shanfeng seriously at all.
"Then let's fight!"
A flash of anger crossed Zhang Shanfeng's eyes. He clenched his fists, radiating a powerful aura. He knew the importance of this battle; it concerned not only his personal honor but also the reputation of his team.
With a roar, Zhang Shanfeng unleashed a perfected D-level sword qi storm. Instantly, a hundred semi-transparent sword qi condensed above his head, like a blooming sword flower.
These sword energies swirled in the air, flashing with a cold light, as if they could erupt at any moment.
"kill--"
With a roar, Zhang Shanfeng descended the mountain like a tiger, his axe gleaming coldly as he cleaved towards He Xiangdong with overwhelming force.
Each of his swings carried unparalleled power, as if to tear the entire space apart.
He Xiangdong showed no weakness, his eyes gleaming with determination.
While unleashing a powerful mental attack in an attempt to disrupt Zhang Shanfeng's mind, he also used the He family's Wind God Leg technique, moving as swiftly as the wind and kicking out with both legs like a whirlwind to collide head-on with Zhang Shanfeng's attack.
Their figures intertwined instantly, like two shooting stars colliding in the night sky, bursting forth with dazzling light.
Every clash between them was like a thunderclap, with deafening roars echoing across the arena, as if the whole world was trembling.
Zhang Shanfeng's axe was like Mount Tai pressing down, each strike carrying immense force, while He Xiangdong's Wind God Leg was as agile as a ghost, each kick skillfully dodging Zhang Shanfeng's attacks and launching a counterattack.
Their battle grew increasingly fierce, and the surrounding air seemed to ignite, forming streaks of scorching heat.
Sweat dripped from their foreheads, soaking their clothes, but their eyes remained full of fighting spirit, showing no sign of backing down.
In this thrilling battle, time seemed to stand still.
The audience held their breath, watching the two on the ring with bated breath, their hearts pounding for them.
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