"No. 23, Duanmu Yunchong of the Duanmu family."

Lu Ming whispered.

"The Duanmu family has indeed emerged in many talents in recent years."

Feng Wu said with a serious look on her face.

On the battle stage, Duanmu Yunchong looked at Liu Hui sarcastically and said, "The waste from Zhuqueyuan, hurry up and kneel down and admit defeat now! Otherwise, you will feel better if you do it."

Liu Hui looked ugly and stared at Duanmu Yunchong without saying a word, with a firm look on his face.

"Baby, it seems that you really want to fight me. Don't worry, I can defeat you with one move, so that you can clearly recognize that it is just a lucky chance that you can make it to the bronze list. Also, I tell you, your Suzaku Academy is destined to be swept this time, and no one can make it into the top ten."

Duanmu Yunchong sneered, arrogant and arrogant.

"Damn it, how hateful the people of the Duanmu family are."

"I want to sweep us, dream, Senior Sister Cheng Feiluan can definitely enter the top ten."

The disciples of the Suzaku Academy were all angry and cursed.

"A bunch of nonsense can only show off your verbal skills."

On the battle stage, Duanmu Yunchong said disdainfully.

Liu Hui's face was gloomy, he held the hilt tightly with one hand, staring at Duanmu Yunchong with his eyes tightly. Suddenly, Liu Hui rushed out, his sword was unsheathed, and turned into a ray of silver light, stabbing Duanmu Yunchong.

Lu Ming could tell at a glance that Liu Hui was using the Xuan-level low-grade sword technique, but he had just reached the second level.

"A little trick!"

Duanmu Yunchong sneered, moved his body and avoided Liu Hui's attack.

The lower level of the mysterious body technique.

While avoiding it, Duanmu Yun rushed out with a palm, and the wind howled like thunder.

The mysterious lower-grade palm technique, another mysterious martial art.

Obviously, Duanmu Yunchong mastered two mysterious martial arts skills. When he cooperated with each other, he was as fast as thunder and as fast as lightning, and his combat power was greatly enhanced.

Liu Hui failed to hit the sword and was shocked. He wanted to dodge it, so he could only wave another hand and blast out his palm, trying his best to resist the other party's palm.

But Liu Hui's palm was just a helpless move. How could he resist Duanmu Yunchong's Xuan-level palm power?

bump!

Liu Hui's figure flew out and retreated for more than ten meters in a row. His face was pale and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

"Damn it, you dare to stop me from having a slap. You are asking for your own sake!"

Duanmu Yunchong roared in his heart, his face extremely gloomy.

He said he would solve Liu Hui with one move, but now he was blocked by Liu Hui, and he felt very embarrassed.

Swish!

Duanmu Yun Chong moved his body, and the mysterious body technique was unfolding, quickly like a ghost. He instantly arrived behind Liu Hui and slapped it with a palm.

Although Liu Hui was so energetic that the sword quickly slashed behind him, his injured body was still one step slower.

bump!

This palm hit Liu Hui's chest.

puff!

Liu Hui squirted out a mouthful of blood and retreated backwards.

Duanmu Yunchong followed closely, without giving Liu Hui a chance to breathe, and another palm was slammed out.

But this palm was towards Liu Hui's face.

Bang!

A crisp slap sounded, Duanmu Yun slapped Liu Hui hard on the face.

Liu Hui's entire body was blown away directly.

But Duanmu Yunchong had no intention of letting go. He moved his body and caught up with Liu Hui. He slapped him in the face again.

Liu Hui flew out fiercely and fell to the ground.

"Baoshi, I told you to admit defeat. How about you now? I'm beaten like a dog."

Duanmu Yunchong looked down at Liu Hui and said disdainfully.

"Well, Duanmu Yunchong, don't go too far, a soldier can be killed or humiliated."

The disciples of the Suzaku Academy were filled with righteous indignation, and someone shouted.
Chapter completed!