Chapter 916: warm up

"Chaos...what are you talking about!" Yibuxue blushed and shook her head hurriedly.
"It's written on his face." Yun Luoxue just smiled.
Ibuki's mood is a little bit complicated, and she really feels unclear about Shen Lang.
Perhaps Shen Lang is too good, and the long contact has also made her feel a kind of admiration and even love.
In the arena, although Shen Lang won without any suspense, he easily defeated Wu Xiu in the middle of the interrogation stage with a casual wave. It still surprised everyone and felt that Shen Lang's strength became more and more unfathomable.
Even some of the high-level eyes of the Yi family and Zhao family in front of the martial arts stage showed a few astonishing looks.
On the Zhao family's side, Zhao Gang slapped his lips, his face was full of haze, he couldn't see how Shen Lang was in the limelight.
"This Shen Lang is really amazing!"
"Yes, as expected to be the son of Senior Shen Canghai."
"I don't know who is better than Ouyang Changfeng, the first genius of Lin Hai Tianshan?"
The high-level disciples of the Zhao family talked a lot, and Zhao Gangyin said coldly: "As the children of the Zhao family, how can you raise the ambition of the Yi family and destroy your own power? Shen Lang is a hairy, I, Zhao Gang, will definitely defeat him !"
The surrounding high-level disciples of the Zhao family showed embarrassment, and they had to agree and compliment: "Senior brother has a superb skill, it will definitely be no problem to defeat Shen Lang."
Zhao Gang usually likes to pretend too much, so some high-level disciples of the Zhao family don't like him very much. However, since he is the son of the elder Zhao Jin, everyone is very cautious, and compliments if they can.
On the side of the Yi family, Yi Fei in his seat looked at Shen Lang who was walking off the ring, and said lightly, "Shen Lang...this person is indeed powerful."
As soon as Yi Fei spoke, some of the juniors beside him were a little moved. Shen Lang was the first young Wu Xiu who could be praised by Yi Fei.
"Although Shen Lang is amazing, he still can't compare to you, brother?" said a martial artist next to him.
"No, Shen Lang definitely didn't use his full strength just now. He may be stronger than me! But I won't know until after the comparison!" Yi Fei's eyes flashed with a hint of light.
Although he is arrogant, he is a bit self-aware. But duel this kind of thing, don't know the result if you don't compare.
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the brothers beside Yi Fei were full of shocked expressions, stronger than Yi Fei? Is this Shen Lang so powerful?
"But it's great to have such a good opponent!" Yi Fei gave a rare smile, a scorching heat flashed in his eyes.
Whether he wins or loses, he must go all out.
Soon it was Yi Fei's turn to play, and like Shen Lang, Yi Fei knocked down his opponent with one move.
As one of the only three martial artists in the early stage of the transformation of the two clans, Shen Lang also paid a little attention to some Yi Fei duels.
In the martial arts in the early stage of the transformation, Yi Fei's strength was regarded as one of the best. However, Shen Lang felt that there was no problem in defeating Yi Fei.
On the first day of the two clans' martial arts, most Wu Xiu was eliminated. Shen Lang, Yi Chuuxue, and Yun Luoxue all advanced.
Among the young disciples of the Yi family and the Zhao family, Wenjing Wuxiu still accounts for the majority, and most of them are over 30. Two talents like Yichuxue and Yun Luoxue are just over 20 years old, and they can already be amazing.
The number of Wuxiu in the Yi family is slightly more than that in the Zhao family, but the number is not obvious. Comparing the rankings of the two families in Linhai Tianshan, the Yi family is indeed going downhill.
On the second day of the clan match, Shen Lang continued to advance, and Yi Fei and Zhao Gang naturally advanced without any pressure.
Until the end of the second day, only a hundred people were eliminated from the competition.
Ibuki and Yun Luoxue were eliminated, but the two women also got better rankings.
The third and last day.
The young masters of the Yi family and the Zhao family were dueling, and the scene was in full swing, attracting a large number of people to watch the battle.
Hua Ziling even came to watch the game. She was standing in the audience stand off the court, waiting patiently for Shen Lang to appear.
After the first round, Shen Lang easily advanced, and only the top 20 were eliminated in the competition.
The atmosphere on the scene became more and more fierce. These twenty Wu Xiu were all future elites and pillars of the Yi family and Zhao family.
In the second round, Shen Lang finally met the first Wu Xiu who could barely be regarded as an opponent, Yi Fei.
The two entered the ring, and the scene was almost boiling.
"Yi Fei is the number one master of the younger generation in the Yi family. I don't know who is better than Shen Lang!"
"Yes, this one is worth seeing!"
"I think Yifei should be better. This Shen Lang is still too young. It is estimated that it will take a few more years before he can surpass Yifei."
Everyone talked a lot, looking forward to this duel.
Shen Lang stretched his lower limbs. This time, he only used it as a warm-up exercise.
"Shen Lang, I'm very happy to fight you. I hope you can do your best to see me and see the gap between us!" Yi Fei said loudly, his whole person full of fighting spirit.
"Well, since you said that, I will do my best." Shen Lang nodded. Although Yi Fei is a little proud, his personality is fairly straightforward.
Shen Lang simply didn't let go of the water, it was a little respect for him.
"Start!" The elder who presided over the arena gave an order.
Yi Fei's eyes were like electricity, and he took the lead in attacking, and the whole person rushed towards Shen Lang quickly, his shot was a seven-injury general formula!
"boom!"
Countless shadows of fist attacked Shen Lang, carrying fist winds that wanted to tear the air, with amazing power.
Yi Fei's Seven Injury Fist was almost Mahayana in his practice, and the power of this type of Seven Injury General Formula was already amazing.
There was a trace of pride on Yi Fei's face. He felt that Shen Lang could not easily block the seven-injury general formula he had hit with all his strength.
But what happened next made him unbelievable.
I saw that Shen Lang did not evade, and also used a seven-injury general formula. Countless shadows of fist accompanied by the howling fist wind, knocked out.
There was a loud "boom" and the two fists collided, stirring up a huge wave of air.
The gust of wind continued to roar, and in the stands a few hundred meters away, everyone's hair and clothes were blowing and hunting, and they could feel the amazing power.
The two forces only collided for a moment, and the fist wind that Yi Fei hit was overwhelmed by Shen Lang's astonishing fist wind. He was knocked out and flew straight for more than ten meters before he fell to the ground. .
"puff!"
Yi Fei spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was distorted, and he had suffered serious internal injuries.
In just one second, the winner was determined.
It was over so soon, the audience who were preparing to enjoy the battle were all dumbfounded, and couldn't help taking a breath of cold. Is this the strength of the rumored Shen Lang? This tm is too scary!
"How... how is it possible? Why is the Seven Injury Fist you used so powerful?" Yi Fei who fell on the ground exclaimed, showing an expression of disbelief.
The same is the Seven Injury General Formula, even if Shen Lang cultivates the Seven Injury Boxing to the Mahayana, he can't be stronger than himself, right? Yi Fei was a little hard to accept, and couldn't figure out why.