Worship tomorrow

Chapter 197: Cut in half!

On the battlefield, the competition begins.

Yuan Zhiyuan was dressed in blue attire, his hands were empty, he did not hold any treasure, and the look on his face was quite indifferent.

He majored in boxing.

Luo Qingfeng also had his hands bare, his face calm.

The noise in the audience quickly disappeared.

The new disciples of the Nine Stars in the South Academy are the new disciples of the Nine Stars in the North Academy.

The two are competing for the top three, and the battle will definitely be exciting.

Yesterday, Luo Qingfeng punched Yuan Xiao in the south courtyard to the head. Many disciples knew or had heard that Yuan Xiao was from the Yuan family, and so was Yuan Zhiyuan in front of him.

So today's battle between these two people must be a lot to watch.

Almost everyone watching the match was focused on this moment.

Including those high-rises in the South Court and North Court in the stands.

Zhenbei King Wan Yanxiong was even more interested because the experiences and progress of the disciple named Luo Qingfeng on the stage made him feel incredible.

He really wanted to see what else this boy was hiding.

Of course, Cui Mang, the vice president of the South Campus who was sitting next to him, was also concentrating at the moment, looking at the battlefield with mixed emotions, and his face didn't look good.

The young man on the stage was supposed to be a disciple of their South Academy.

Under a big tree on the edge of the square, a noble woman wearing a plain white dress was standing there quietly at this time, looking at the battlefield.

The bright sunshine fell on her graceful and charming figure, as if coating her charming figure with a layer of holy brilliance, which was beautiful and dreamy.

"The competition begins!"

On the fighting platform, after Elder Mei made his announcement, he did not immediately step down from the fighting platform. Instead, he glanced at the two of them meaningfully and reminded: "You two are both promising disciples in the courtyard, and you are both very young. , There is still a long way to go, so don’t be impulsive.”

After giving instructions, he walked off the stage.

On the battlefield, there was silence.

The two looked at each other, both with bare hands and did not take action immediately.

"Wow!"

A thin light mask lit up around the battle platform.

The formation is activated.

In order to avoid external influences or other abnormalities during the competition, formations were used to isolate the inside and outside of the battle arena when the competition began.

No one can just rush onto the battlefield, and no one can throw anything on it.

Even the people competing on the battlefield could not hear the sounds outside.

Only the elders responsible for supervising the competition can also control everything on the battlefield.

"You killed my brother."

Yuan Zhiyuan spoke, but his tone was calm, and the expression on his face was extremely calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Luo Qingfeng said nothing.

Yuan Zhiyuan said again: "Yuan Fang should have been killed by you, right?"

After saying that, his pupils shrank and continued: "No one would doubt you at first, because everyone knew that you were only in the realm of the Five Stars in the Open Sky. Even if I finally heard that you had reached the realm of the Seven Stars in the Open Sky, they didn't doubt you, because You can't possibly have that ability. But now... after you killed Yuan Xiao with one punch yesterday, we all understand."

"Luo Qingfeng, actually I admire you very much, I really admire you. Back then, I also came from an unknown Yuan family child to where I am now on my own. I understand you very well... We could have become friends. pity……"

Having said this, he shook his head: "It's just a woman. You shouldn't destroy your future for her, or even lose your life for her..."

After saying that, he suddenly disappeared on the spot.

"boom!"

A huge fist with yellow spikes appeared in front of Luo Qingfeng in an instant, and hit his chest with a deafening sound that broke through the air.

Luo Qingfeng did not evade, and slammed his fist, which had already been filled with power, towards him.

"boom!"

Fist to fist, two powerful forces collided violently.

The fist light exploded.

A huge wave of air burst out between the two of them, sweeping around like a wave.

The two of them were shocked and stepped back.

Yuan Zhiyuan took a few steps back and then stopped, his clothes rustling in the air waves.

Luo Qingfeng retreated to the edge of the fighting platform before he stabilized his body.

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"What a powerful force!"

"It seems that Senior Brother Yuan is still stronger. He almost knocked that kid off the stage with one punch."

The disciples in the South Campus were very excited.

In the stands, the expressions on the faces of Shangguan Ming and Sun Changshan, who had originally refused Luo Qingfeng to enter the south courtyard, were a little more relaxed.

Dean Cui's face looked very ugly last night, and the other senior officials of the South Campus looked at them with meaningful expressions. If this young man defeats their disciples from the Nine Stars of the South Campus today, I'm afraid how many of them will be killed by then? Not only will people lose face, they will also be severely punished.

"I hope this boy from the Yuan family can be angry."

Sun Changshan's palms were sweaty and he was muttering secretly in his heart.

Shangguan Ming originally planned to take the disciple named Luo into the south courtyard, but he resolutely stopped him and drove the young man away. He actually felt guilty. After all, he had received a lot of benefits from the Yuan family and had a close relationship with the Yuan family. It was also because of Yuan Tong that he was determined not to want this young man.

If this young man loses today, forget it. It would be better if he dies. If he wins again, the hospital will definitely investigate this matter and hold him accountable.

"boom!"

At this time, there was another explosion on the battlefield.

The two figures collided with each other in the burst of fist light, quickly retreated, and then immediately collided with each other.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

On the fighting platform, the sound of fist against fist, the collision of flesh against flesh, and the sound of air blasting were constantly heard.

The explosive fist light and rolling air waves enveloped the entire battle platform.

The people watching the battle under the battle platform soon lost sight of the two men. They only heard the sounds of collisions and explosions, which continued and became more and more intense!
As soon as the two of them struck, it was the most ferocious head-to-head confrontation, with fists going to the flesh, and the moves were a duel of strength, without any fancy moves.

Compared with the brilliant sword moves and magical powers in the previous game, it seemed a bit boring. Some female disciples seemed to be uninterested, but many male disciples clenched their fists and watched with excitement.

Exactly half an hour later, the blurry figures on the battlefield separated amid the deafening sound of explosions.

The air wave was like a tidal wave, and both of them stepped back.

Luo Qingfeng once again retreated to the edge of the fighting platform. His clothes were torn and his skin was red. Two flames seemed to be ignited in the depths of his pupils. He was panting and his chest was heaving.

The same was true for Yuan Zhiyuan opposite him. His forehead was covered with sweat, he was breathing heavily, and his expression was particularly solemn.

In this contest of strength against strength, the two seemed to be equally matched, and neither one took much advantage.

In the stands, Yuan Tong narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his hands in his sleeves.

Sitting on a seat not far away, Zhenbei King Wan Yanxiong was nodding his head in praise: "The explosive power of these two disciples looks very good... If you fight like this, you won't be able to tell the winner until dark. It seems that other methods are going to be used..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows suddenly split open, and a scarlet bead appeared, like a third eye.

Seeing this scene, many people in the stands exclaimed: "The innate magical power [Blood Eyes]!"

Yuan Tong raised the corners of his mouth.

Wan Yanxiong showed a hint of surprise on his face: "Yes, you can actually awaken such magical powers. If this [Blood Pupil] can be successfully promoted to the third level, it will definitely be a great killer weapon."

"Shh!"

The scarlet pupils between Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows suddenly shot out a bloody light, like a blood-red sword, shooting towards Luo Qingfeng opposite.

Just as Luo Qingfeng dodged, a second blood-red sword appeared!
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Then, more blood-red swords appeared, densely packed, covering all Luo Qingfeng's escape routes.

"boom!"

Luo Qingfeng didn't retreat anymore, punched out, and the blue fist light bloomed!

Immediately, he danced with his fists, constantly breaking the blood-red swords that were shot at him, and walked forward step by step.
However, the next moment, Yuan Zhiyuan suddenly shouted low, a red light burst out from between his brows, and a scarlet giant sword flew out with a "swish", instantly breaking through the fist light and wind shield in front of him, and collided with his fist. Together.

"boom!"

Luo Qingfeng was shaken and stepped back.

When he stood upright, he realized that his fists were covered in blood.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Then, at this time, more blood-red swords flew towards them, and Luo Qingfeng had to clench his fists again, punching and punching, while involuntarily stepping back. Soon, he retreated to the edge of the battle stage.

But at this moment, Yuan Zhiyuan's attack suddenly stopped. The scarlet bead between his eyebrows suddenly grew larger, and the red light inside rotated rapidly, obviously rapidly accumulating more power.

Seeing this, Luo Qingfeng rushed forward without any hesitation, and his fists burst out with a dazzling scarlet light!

"Scarlet Thorn!"

When he punched out, the scarlet ball between Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows suddenly shot out a huge scarlet sword!

"boom!"

A bang!
A huge wave of air exploded between the two of them.

Luo Qingfeng suddenly felt a terrible force coming, and then his body shook, like leaves in a hurricane, drifting backwards, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He immediately got up from the ground, his blood boiling in his body, and he vomited out a large mouthful of blood. Then his vision turned black, and he staggered, almost unsteady on his feet.

The shocked energy and blood in his body rolled violently, constantly pouring out of his mouth and nose.

His pupils turned almost red.

On the opposite side, Yuan Zhiyuan's originally calm face turned a bit ferocious at this moment, and the scarlet ball between his eyebrows was still rapidly accumulating more power.

Under the battle stage, everyone watched with bated breath.

Nightingale's face turned pale, and she tightly grasped Ah Ya's little hand beside her with one hand.

Dong Miaomiao on the side also lost her smile, her face was tense, and her two small fists in her red sleeves were clenched tightly.

In the stands, everyone in the south courtyard had relaxed expressions on their faces.

Especially Sun Changshan, who couldn't help but smile.

Yuan Tong's face was calm.

The expressions on the faces of the senior officials of the North Academy became serious at this moment.

Liang Lizhi walked to Dean Xu and whispered solemnly: "Qing Feng is afraid that he can't hold on any longer. If he doesn't admit defeat, I'm afraid he will..."

Xu Liao looked sharply at the battle platform below without saying a word.

He naturally knew in his heart that in yesterday's competition, this young man killed members of the Yuan family on the stage. If the children of the Yuan family on the stage today find an opportunity, they will definitely not show mercy.

But at this time, even he was powerless.

The King of Zhenbei and the people from the main hospital were still sitting nearby. He couldn't run down and stop the competition, or go directly and ask the young man to admit defeat, right?

"Look again."

After a pause, he could only answer this.

Liang Lizhi sighed and had to leave, staring closely at the figure on the battlefield.

He took this young man into the North Courtyard.

When I first recruited this young man, I just saw him being rejected and humiliated by the South Campus. I felt soft-hearted for a moment, and I didn’t know if this young man would make any progress. Who would have thought that in just over a month, this young man would go straight from where he was? The realm of the Five Stars in the Open Sky was suddenly promoted to the realm of the Nine Stars in the Open Sky!
This heaven-defying cultivation speed, even if he thinks about it now, still feels absurd and unbelievable. Even the talented disciples on the genius team can't compare.

Therefore, nothing can happen to this young man.

He stared at the battlefield nervously, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

On the battlefield, when the scarlet ball between Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows accumulated terrifying power and was about to burst out, it suddenly stagnated and froze there, and the scarlet ball also stopped rotating.

But the young man opposite, covered in blood, suddenly jumped out like a cheetah and appeared in front of Yuan Zhiyuan.

"Shh!"

The scarlet fist light blooms like a blood flower!
The young man's blood-stained fist suddenly became extremely huge, like a scarlet hammer, slamming into the scarlet ball between Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows!
The shield in front of Yuan Zhiyuan burst open instantly like paper.

When that terrifying scarlet fist came to his forehead, the scarlet ball between his eyebrows could finally move!
He wanted to burst out in panic, but it was too late.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded!
The huge fist like a hammer, with terrifying power, hit his forehead hard, hitting the scarlet bead!
"Crack!"

There seemed to be a sound of bones breaking.

Yuan Zhiyuan was directly thrown away and fell heavily to the edge of the fighting platform behind him.

He rolled several times on the ground and immediately jumped up from the ground, as if he was not hurt.

However, when the disciples watching the battle saw his face clearly, they were all shocked.

His forehead was slightly sunken, and the scarlet bead between his eyebrows was broken and sunken. His face was covered with pieces of flesh and blood, and he looked extremely hideous and terrifying!
He stood there, his body swaying, his eyes seemed a little dull, and after a few breaths, he seemed to feel a bone-shattering pain. He suddenly couldn't help but cover his forehead and scream miserably, and his whole body trembled.

Luo Qingfeng clenched his bloody fists with both hands, dripping with blood, and walked towards him step by step.

People from the Yuan family were shouting loudly in the audience, but they could not be heard inside because of the formation.

But at this moment, Yuan Zhiyuan seemed to finally wake up. He immediately raised his left hand, and with a flash of light, a small cauldron as black as ink appeared in his palm.

The small tripod quickly spun and flew to the top of his head, then the light flashed and quickly grew in size.

"Qiankun Ding!"

Seeing this small tripod, someone in the stands exclaimed.

"The Yuan family's Qiankun Cauldron!"

It seems that many people at the top of the South Campus know each other.

Yuan Tong squinted his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The expressions of the senior management of the North Academy changed, and some people said angrily: "The Yuan family is so shameless! The new disciples are just competing, but they actually use such a treasure!"

"Is this a blatant attempt to take revenge for yesterday's competition?"

No one from the South Court responded to the accusations made by senior members of the North Court.

Zhenbei King Wanyanxiong only frowned slightly and did not speak.

According to the competition rules, this is not illegal.

Xu Liao, the deputy dean of the North Campus, looked livid, and when he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were fixed on the figure on the stage.

The young man's hand, which was full of blood, suddenly had a knife.

The blade of a knife was full of gaps, the blade was stained with rust, and a section of the knife was broken off at the front.

"Broken knife?"

At this time, everyone watching the battle had expressions of astonishment on their faces.

"Shh!"

On the broken knife, a scarlet light suddenly bloomed.

Immediately, the sword glowed, and a crescent-shaped scarlet blade suddenly grew out of the broken blade!
Yuan Zhiyuan let out a roar, and the Qiankun Cauldron suspended above his head suddenly burst into bright circles of light. The light in the cauldron surged, as if a terrible energy was about to pour out!

But before the energy could burst out, Luo Qingfeng's scarlet blade, which was full of gaps in his hand, had already slashed forward with a harsh sound of breaking through the air!

"Zheng——"

There was a deafening crash.

Sparks fly!

The blade full of gaps struck the Qiankun Cauldron that was full of energy!
In the stands, Yuan Tong seemed to have a touch of sarcasm on his lips.

Yuan Zhiyuan even smiled ferociously with blood on his face: "Just because of your broken sword?"

However, the next second, the ferocious smile on his face suddenly solidified!

"Shh!"

The blade full of gaps glowed with scarlet red light, like a sharp saw. When it was suddenly pulled on the Qiankun Cauldron, the sharp saw teeth easily cut through the mouth of the Qiankun Cauldron, and then "clicked" With a bang, the entire scarlet blade cut into the Qiankun Cauldron.

This prestigious treasure of the Yuan family is actually vulnerable to a single blow!
Yuan Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, his mouth opened, as if he was in disbelief, as if he thought he had seen it wrong.

"Crack!"

The scarlet blade directly sawed the Qiankun Cauldron in half. Then, it slashed open the protective shield above his head and fell directly on his head.

At this moment, Yuan Zhiyuan didn't know what he was thinking, or his head had shut down, or his body was no longer in control. He was frozen in place with a dull face, his mouth open, motionless.

The jagged scarlet blade instantly split open his head, then split his neck, and then, all the way down, split his entire body in two.

Blood spilled out and internal organs were scattered all over the floor.

The body was like a split piece of wood, evenly separated from the middle, fell to both sides, and then fell to the ground, making two weak and unwilling sounds.

At this point, the proud son of the Yuan family was killed on the spot.

The battle reversed too quickly, ended too quickly, and people died too quickly. The disciples fighting outside the battle platform seemed to have not reacted until this moment.

There was silence in the field.

In the stands, Yuan Tong's face turned pale, his hands shrunk in his sleeves were trembling, and his body seemed to be unsteady.

Sun Changshan, who was sitting not far away, was also frozen in his chair, motionless.

(End of this chapter)