"Boy, you want to fight me?"
The chubby young man smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at Qin Shaoyang playfully.
The seven or eight members of the six-year team around him also smiled at each other.
This Song Yuanche is in the Liming Academy, but the fourth-ranked existence in the six-year group rankings. Not only did his cultivation reach the 9th Heavenly Heaven Realm, he was also taught by Master Qi Hong of the Supreme Fist. .
"You are the one."
Qin Shaoyang stepped forward and came to the open space in the middle of the courtyard. Lifting his finger, he hooked his index finger at Song Yuan Che.
"Yeah, this action is provocative."
"Fatty Song, don't shame our six-year team."
"I don't know how high the sky is, I don't know how high the earth is. You can give some pointers, but don't overdo it."
The rest of the six-year team members suddenly started booing.
Not far away, Ye Qianchen, Situ Tianyu and others from the three-year group also looked over nervously.
Situ Tianyu is even more worried. The disciples of the three-year group have to challenge the six-year group! This happens very rarely in Dawn College.
And what Qin Shaoyang has to challenge is Song Yuanche, who is ranked fourth in the six-year team.
Lu Yuefei showed a touch of playfulness in her eyes. She wanted to see what Qin Shaoyang had, and she would be so highly appraised by the four great masters of the academy.
Grandmaster Qi Hong on the side looked at Qin Shaoyang with a smile, seemingly confident in his disciple.
The remaining Mo Ran, Gongsun Lingyu, and Chi Hanfeng also watched from the sidelines, and did not stop this private fight.
Song Yuanche got up from the seat, squeezed his fist and rattled it. A layer of ink-like black air extended along the fist wrist, and then attached to the two arms like a layer of black scale armor.
"It's the black iron lin arm that Grandmaster Qi Hong cultivated. Fatty Song, this guy is really moving when he comes up."
"Haha, it's not that Qin Shaoyang is a little too crazy. It is estimated that this duel will end in less than a minute."
The surrounding six-year group disciples said with interest, holding their arms.
His eyes fell on Song Yuanche's pair of black lin arms, revealing a touch of envy.
This is Master Qi Hong's housekeeping skills, and I didn't expect to pass it on to Song Yuan Che.
But envy is envy, but they also know how much effort and sweat it takes to cultivate to the level of Song Yuanche.
Moreover, this kind of technique varies from person to person, and only a very small number of people are suitable for cultivation.
"Boy, I hope you can fight a little bit, otherwise it would be too boring."
Song Yuanche smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and then his momentum suddenly changed, like a black cloud pressing down on the city, suddenly approaching Qin Shaoyang.
A punch was blasted out, and the air was immediately moved by the punch, and there were bursts of howling sounds.
Under the fist wind enveloped, Qin Shaoyang's right fist burst into flames of pure sun, without dodge or dodge, directly blasted over.
"boom."
The fists collided, and the strong wind rolled up the robes of the two of them.
"Qin Shaoyang, this little guy, relying on the powerful burning power of the pure sun fire, actually made up for the difference between the two people's great cultivation base."
Mo Ran nodded appreciatively.
This Qin Shaoyang is his disciple, so naturally he wants to cheer for Qin Shaoyang.
"Hey, although the power of the pure sun fire is indeed extraordinary, don't underestimate this black iron arm. The most terrifying thing about my boxing method is not the fierce destructive power, but the hidden strength."
Qi Hong on the side narrowed his eyes and smiled, as if he was extremely confident in the battle.
When he was speaking, he saw Song Yuanche in the battle, shaking his right fist, the muscles of his iron arm suddenly swelled, and there was a faint sound of bone crunch.
boom.
Like a volcanic eruption, the tyrannical dark energy suddenly emerged.
The ground under Qin Shaoyang's feet suddenly cracked, and his body instantly flew upside down seven or eight meters away.
The soles of the feet step on the ground for a few steps before they can afford to take off the remaining energy and stop the figure.
The clothes on the wrist were torn and shattered, and the wrist was bloody and red.
"The dark energy bursts out, and it can explode in an instant with a terrifying power that nearly doubles itself, and it is inevitable."
As if this result had long been expected, Grandmaster Qi Hong smiled and added aloud.
This Song Yuan Che can be described as his proud disciple, and this black iron lin arm has cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng.
Although it is still not like him, he can cut off the water and river with one punch, and cut the Kuangsha horizontally.
But it's enough to meet an adversary in Tongtian territory.
"Hey, are you just this capable?"
"Now that the meridians on my wrist have been injured by my secret energy, let's go to the rescue and save the root of the disease."
Song Yuanche closed his fist indifferently, his chin raised slightly, quite proud.
The other disciples of the six-year group also all smiled.
Qin Shaoyang was able to reach the eighth heaven of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm at this age, and his talent was indeed extraordinary.
But after all, it is still young, and the difference of practice of more than three years is so easy to make up
"Qin Shaoyang."
Situ Tianyu couldn't help expressing concern, and looked at Qin Shaoyang's red wrists with worry in his eyes.
"This punch is really good."
Qin Shaoyang rubbed his wrist, his mouth cracked, revealing a small inch of white teeth.
"It looks like you deserve me to do something real."
Seeing Qin Shaoyang still intent on fighting, Song Yuanche's brows narrowed slightly.
"This kid still refuses to admit defeat?"
"I've seen the strengths and weaknesses, so what if you continue to fight? Does this kid think he can beat Song Fatty?"
Those senior students in the six-year group also shook their heads again and again.
From the bottom of my heart, I thought that Qin Shaoyang was just trying hard.
This kid is still young. Undaunted.
However, Qin Shaoyang completely ignored what everyone said, stepping out of it in one step, and the eighth-layered Heavenly Heaven cultivation base suddenly rose.
The next moment, the right hand was raised, and the hot pure sun fire rose up.
Above the left hand, the extremely cold ice crystals quickly condensed in the palm.
"This kid, really is a fellow practitioner of Ice and Fire?"
Seeing Qin Shaoyang stimulating ice and fire at the same time, everyone was silent for a while.
Two years ago, the battle between Qin Shaoyang and the young master of Liuli Xianzong at Liming Academy was heard by these old students.
But when I saw it with my own eyes, I was still shocked.
There are actually people in this world who can spur both ice and fire attributes at the same time.
This method can no longer be described by genius alone.
"It was you who made the move first, this time it's my turn."
Qin Shaoyang chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly stepped on the sole of his foot. The power of thunder suddenly burst, rolling up pieces of thunder.
The sudden increase in speed left pieces of afterimages in the air.
Between the left and right hands, two streamer tails, one red and one blue, were drawn in the air.
"Three elements, this kid urged three attribute spells at the same time."
This time, even Qi Hong and Mo Ran could not sit still.
Qin Shaoyang unexpectedly used his spiritual power to transform three completely different attributes at the same moment.
Song Yuanche was also stunned in his heart, but his figure did not stop, his arms blasted out suddenly, and he suddenly launched a counterattack.