"That blockhead doesn't understand women at all."
Tang Yin was starting to get worried as she watched the chaos. She wasn't interested in the fight for Best Newcomer at all, but she decided to get involved because it concerned Lin Yi.
As for why, she couldn't figure it out herself.
"Who doesn't understand women? Lin Yi big bro?"
Wang shiqing was giving out formation talismans to protect Tang Yun.
"he thought that qiu sanniang would be grateful to him for helping class four out," tang yin said, curling her lips. "at the very least, she wouldn't kill each other. he doesn't know that all girls are emotional creatures. she'll get angry when she thinks she's being used by you!" no matter how good your analysis of the overall situation is, when someone is angry, they will hit you first. you're an idiot!"
wang shiqing looked at tang yun with regret. "it's a pity that you're not an advisor, tang yun sis-things wouldn't be so messy if you'd come up with a plan for lin yi bro earlier. "
"who's going to give him a plan?"
tang yin blushed.
lin yi and qiu sanniang were locked in a fierce battle.
Qiu sanniang's kicking skills were not only gorgeous, but also had extremely strong combat value. Every kick was full of killing power, not the scraping style of the fist and embroidered kick that others knew.
On the other hand, Lin Yi had trained in some leg skills before, but it was nothing compared to a master like Qiu sanniang.
However, what he lacked were difficult techniques and all sorts of fancy combos. In terms of the degree of fierceness of each move, he was even better than Qiu sanniang. After all, he had a strong foundation.
Thanks to the perfect foundation he'd laid down before, Lin Yi was like Zhang Wuji with the nine yang technique-he could master any move with ease, and he could turn the tables with just a little bit of time.
And that was the truth.
It had only been two incense sticks "worth of time since the start of the fight, but Qiu sanniang was already showing signs of fatigue.
"What a monster!"
Qiu sanniang wanted to curse as she felt the familiar kicking skills. She had heard that this guy had killed Yue er by learning and practicing, and now the same thing was happening to her!
But even so, she did not regret it at all. Instead, her attacks became even more brutal.
Even an idiot could tell that Lin Yi was here to take advantage of the situation. It didn't matter who he was trying to take advantage of, Qiu sanniang was definitely going to suffer a huge loss today.
In a person's life, just for a breath, just for a clear thought.
Even if I die with you, I'll bite off a piece of meat for you!
"What I hate the most are despicable people who take advantage of others. Tomboy, I'll help you!"
Qiu sanniang's decline was getting more and more obvious. A Dark Fire vortex suddenly cut in and wrapped Lin Yi up in an instant. It was her opponent, song Xiaomi.
With Lin Yi's strength, he could easily suppress Qiu sanniang alone, but with song Xiaomi at the same level, he couldn't be sure.
But Lin Yi wasn't alone.
Almost at the same time when the fire engulfed Lin Yi, a gust of wind blew it away completely. From the beginning to the end, it didn't even manage to damage Lin Yi's protective Qi, let alone hurt him.
Shen Yifan's voice drifted into everyone's ears along with the strong wind."You want to touch old Lin? have you asked me?"
"The Shen family of the wind god?"
Song Xiaomi's expression became more serious.
Strictly speaking, the wind god was not the nickname of the Shen family, nor was it Shen Yifan's nickname, but the brand of the Shen family's shuttle group. It just happened to be compatible with the wind attribute passed down by the Shen family, so there was a saying of the wind god in the Shen family.
However, this did not mean that they were just fishing for fame. In terms of research and development of wind-type martial arts techniques, the Shen family was undoubtedly the number one in Jianghai. No one could beat them.
As such, as long as the Shen family's descendants left their homes, they would naturally have the aura of a wind god. It was just that Shen Yifan was too low-key and rarely used the Shen family's Secret Arts in front of others.
"The wind will make the fire stronger. We seem to be in sync. Why don't you play with me first?"
Shen Yifan chuckled as he suddenly appeared above song Xiaomi's head. With a slap of his palm, the ground within a radius of 100 meters was instantly pressed down by a foot.
This was pure wind pressure!
The surrounding people were immediately thrown off their feet. Song Xiaomi, who was the first to bear the brunt, was injured quite badly. However, as the flames surged past, she recovered in the blink of an eye.
The fire of Nirvana!
It was an extremely rare mutant of the fire attribute. In theory, it could recover from any damage. Legend had it that if it was cultivated to the extreme, it could even be resurrected from the dead like a phoenix!
There was no way to prove how credible the legend was, but from the ability that song Xiaomi had shown, her self-healing ability was indeed strong enough, and even a little unsolvable.
Even though she said that, song Xiaomi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He had suffered at Qiu sanniang's feet before, and now he had suffered at Shen Yifan's hands. He was the second-in-command of class one, the right-hand man of the future newcomer King, so where was his face?
"F * ck!"
Song Xiaomi went berserk on the spot and fought with Shen Yifan until the sky turned dark.
However, just as they were halfway through the show, another powerful gaze locked onto Lin Yi. The source of this gaze was the publicly acknowledged strongest of this year, Ying long.
With Ying Long's status and pride, he naturally wouldn't use such a method as teaming up to sneak attack. He would attack anyone fair and square.
From a hundred meters away, Ying long didn't hide his intentions and walked slowly towards Lin Yi.
Along the way, there were freshmen from Class 5 who tried to intercept him. However, before they could really make a move, they were scared out of their wits by a mere glance from him. They were muddleheaded and curled up like tortoises on the spot.
Of course, it wasn't as if class five didn't have any experts. The other freshmen might be scared, but they couldn't scare Zhao Gonggong.
After all, he was someone who had snatched the position of boss.
Without any warning, Ying long was swallowed up by the dark tide of shadows. However, the Zhao imperial court had learned their lesson this time and didn't approach him easily. After all, it had only been a few days since Lin Yi taught him how to be a monk. His scars hadn't fully healed yet.
In principle, as long as he kept a sufficient distance, he was actually naturally in an invincible position.
Even if he couldn't deal any effective damage, he would still benefit from just slowing down his opponent's footsteps. After all, that was Ying long!
However, Ying long, who was drowned by the undercurrent, didn't stop at all. He didn't even look at the Zhao imperial court.
With just a casual point of his finger, the omnipresent undercurrent was split into two. At the same time, the Zhao imperial court suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
"What ... What's going on ..."
The Zhao imperial court itself was stunned.
He could clearly feel that this was definitely not the backlash of the undercurrent being broken. The reason why he was injured and vomited blood was completely caused by an inexplicable tremor.
The tremor seemed to come from the undercurrent, but it also seemed to come from the soles of his feet!
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