Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 212: Thunder shooting method

The whole Yanwu Square is full of atmosphere.

Everyone's attention is attracted by the two figures on the ring.

'Thunder Spear' Wanfeng, one of the four new masters of the last four colleges, acted vigorously and resolutely, and his marksmanship was ruthless. If he didn't do it, he acted like a hungry wolf and tiger. He was very cruel. Recruit, ranked third in the new best.

Yang Hong, the ‘Double Swordsman’, is the older of all the students, and he has a small reputation in the world, and his combat experience should not be underestimated.

The two stood on the platform, the needles were facing each other, and their momentum was not giving way to each other.

"Senior Brother Yang Hong is going to challenge Wanfeng." Bing Ruolan looked at the two figures on the platform, her beautiful eyes a little surprised.

Luo Feng shook his head and said: "He is also forced to be helpless. He has already met Wanfeng once in the draw just now. If he concedes again this time, he will definitely lose his qualification to enter the Ranking Tournament."

Bing Ruolan spit out his lilac tongue: "Senior Brother Yang Hong is really lucky, I hope he can win."

In the first group, so far, two people have maintained an eight-game winning streak. If Yang Hong concedes twice, it is very likely that things will qualify for the rankings.

Luo Feng heard Bing Ruolan's words and shook his head slightly. He doesn't think Yang Hong has a chance.

On the platform, Wan Feng is holding a silver gun, his back is straight, and his momentum is soaring.

"Yang Hong, I advise you to give up. Once you do it, I won't be merciful." Wan Feng licked his lips.

Swipe! brush!

Yang Hong waved his swords and said calmly, "Don't pretend to be a good person. I don't know what you did to our Ziyang Academy students? Don't talk nonsense, see you Real chapter!"

Wan Feng's smile faded after hearing this, his eyes gradually cooled.

"You asked for this!"

With a cold drink, the Zhang Er silver gun in Wan Feng's hand went to Yang Hong. The body of the gun trembled slightly, the air was torn apart, and the sound was like howling ghosts and wolves. Some students around were pale and frightened.

Yang Hong held two swords in his hand, facing Wan Feng's ferocious aura, his body sank, his feet seemed to be connected to the earth.

"Shuangjiao turn the sea!"

The two swords burst out with a three-foot sword light, and Yang Hong's momentum suddenly changed, and the vast thoughts of the surging wind merged into his sword power. The two giant swords seemed to turn over the sea dragon, strangling the two silver spears.

Clang!

The guns and swords collided, sparks shot in all directions, Wan Feng's gun strength was hit by the double swords left and right, and his castration slowed down.

Yang Hong's eyes flashed brilliantly, seizing the opportunity, his body rotated a small half circle around the silver gun, and suddenly launched a second wave of attacks.

"The Wind Slash!"

The two swords carried a stern wind, and cut off to Wan Feng's shoulders, with a shocking aura.

"Huh! Little carving skills!"

Wan Feng's face was cold, he let go of the Zhang Er silver gun with his right hand, and flicked the gun with his left hand.

Om!

Zhang Er's silver spear buzzed and bounced up, hitting Yang Hong's double swords against the trend, and Yang Hong's double swords were smashed by a huge impact.

Wan Feng grabbed the gun body and swung its tail like a dragon, and the silver spear swept out, with an astonishing momentum, sweeping towards Luo Feng, the heavy wind sounded endlessly.

"Yang Hong is in danger!"

"Wanfeng really deserves to be the four new heroes, his marksmanship is unpredictable."

"Yang Hong is about to lose."

Seeing that Yang Hong was enveloped by Wanfeng's guns, everyone shook their heads slightly, thinking that the overall situation was settled.

Luo Feng's views are different from others. Yang Hong's experience is so veteran. The moment the offensive was disintegrated, he has already retreated, and it is not a problem to avoid this blow.

Sure enough.

Yang Hong stepped on the ground, and his whole body immediately retreated several meters, just passing by Wan Feng's silver spear.

"Fall against the water!"

Avoiding Wanfeng's blow, Yang Hong's face turned red and he opened his mouth and let out a loud shout.

The sound of drinking thundered, and the surrounding air was turbulent like water waves.

Yang Hong clasped both swords tightly, and the whole momentum changed from calm to violent in an instant, as if in an instant, from a docile rabbit to a ferocious hungry wolf.

Swipe...

The silver light flickered, and the two swords turned into a circle of silver sword lights, which brought a fierce gust of wind, accompanied by a majestic momentum, and rolled towards Wanfeng.

"Damn it!"

Failing to defeat Yang Hong with a single move, Wan Feng was a little bit irritated, his eyes fluttered, his imposing manner was uplifted, and his clothes were all hunting.

Cracking!

The sound of thunder suddenly sounded on the entire platform. Around the Zhang Er silver spear in Wan Feng's hand, a number of electric pythons suddenly drifted away. From a distance, it already made the scalp numb.

"Thunder Phantom!"

Zhang Er's silver spear suddenly attacked Yang Hong from the left from an impossible and weird angle, and it was already one in two, two in four...Sixteen electric python spear shadows appeared in the blink of an eye. Yang Hong was completely enveloped in it.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the entire platform was surging, and human eyes could not look directly at it.

Next moment!

A figure flew up from the platform, spouting blood from the sky.

It's Yang Hong!

At this moment, his clothes are all damaged, and his exposed skin is extensively damaged, making him extremely embarrassed, and his swords are even missing.

"What a terrible power!"

"It's simply unstoppable! Yang Hong is also the second-ranked master of Ziyang Academy's Qianlong list anyhow, he was defeated so miserably!"

"The strength of the four new masters is really unimaginable. The previous thorns could not be so, and Wanfeng is also so terribly strong. It seems that no one can shake their status this year."

"However, Wan Feng's shot was too cruel. Yang Hong will probably be lying in bed for a month or two now."

"Wan Feng had always looked at Ziyang College students unpleasantly. I heard that Wan Feng was publicly embarrassed because of a Ziyang College student under Yunlan Peak yesterday. I am afraid it is now for revenge."

"A student of Ziyang College? Could it be Ziyuan?"

"It's not Ziyuan. It seems to be Luo Feng who defeated Xiao Yu."

Although Yang Hong's defeat was expected, it still caused a lot of discussion in the audience. Many people think Wanfeng has done too much.

Yang Hong was carried down to heal. Wan Feng stood on the ring, holding a silver gun, looking down at Luo Feng, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he jumped off the high platform calmly.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, the expression in Wan Feng's eyes was very clear just now, the other party was avenging him!

"Good domineering marksmanship. This marksmanship also contains Lei Jin!"

On the VIP table, Huo Tianqing, Dean of Piaoxue College, looked at Wan Feng with a look of surprise.

The power of Wanfeng's marksmanship just now was too amazing!

Zhao Hanshan, Dean of Wanluo College next to him, smiled and said: "Two months ago, Wanfeng had some traces and accidentally obtained a volume of Mysterious Grade Middle Grade Marksmanship'Thunder Marksmanship'. This set of marksmanship contains thunder power. Corrodes the gang energy, and its power is among the best in the middle-rank martial arts of the profound level!"

"The marksmanship that can erode the qi! Unexpectedly he would have this chance." Zhou Zhiyun smiled and nodded.

Zhenwu Continent is vast and boundless, lasting for thousands of years, leaving countless suspense and ancient books, and some opportunities can even make warriors take off in one day and carp leap over the dragon gate. Such examples are not uncommon.

The game continues.

After a while, the ninth round is over.

The tenth round is the final round. Bing Ruolan encountered a Tianlan Academy student who had the highest cultivation level in the Seventh Layer of the Essence Realm. However, he relied on the two powerful yellow ranks of Guanxing sword technique and fantasy phoenix sky cloud dance. The exquisite martial arts, in the end, won without danger.

In the fourth game, it was Luo Feng's turn. His opponent was a student of Piaoxue Academy named Hu Lie, who was also the peak cultivation base of the Seven Layers of Tibetan Jing.

Seeing that his opponent is Luo Feng, Hu Lie's expression has changed slightly, but he calmly climbed onto the high platform.

The tenth round of the competition is related to the ranking of the group and will determine whether to enter the ranked competition. No one does not care.

As soon as he took the stage, Hu Lie immediately pulled out his sword and used his sword to deceive him forward. The sword light blocked the space around Luo Feng, apparently afraid of Luo Feng being close.

Luo Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, standing still.

When the distance between the two sides reached five paces, Hu Lie's offensive suddenly became fierce, the sword light closed, and a lonely sword pierced Luo Feng.

The body shifted slightly, Luo Feng cleverly avoided the sword light, and the soles of his feet were a little on the ground, sliding to Hu Lie's side.

Ah!

Hu Lie couldn't reach Luo Feng so fast, he was shocked, and he stepped back more than ten steps unsteadily before falling off the high platform.

Puff!

The high platform was nearly ten meters high, and Hu Lie fell down and fell to pieces, before struggling to get up from the ground for a long time.

There were bursts of laughter throughout Yanwu Square.

Hu Lie thought that he was so frightened that he fell off the platform, his face was red and he didn't have the face to stay here, and turned and left the square.

Luo Feng shook his head and walked off the platform.

"Luo Feng turned out to have ten consecutive victories. In the third group, only he and Ziyuan won ten consecutive victories, right?"

"Well, yes. I heard that he was tied with Ziyuan in the challenge. Now it seems that the rumors are true."

"Tsk tusk... Ten consecutive victories, it's not easy."

There will be a few more games, and the tenth round is over.

The veteran who was in charge of the game reported the group victory.

"In the third group, Luo Feng and Ziyuan won ten games and tied for first. Wu Haiming won nine games and ranked second. Xin Fei won eight games and ranked third."

The top four winners of the qualifying group are eligible to enter the rankings, because Luo Feng and Ziyuan tied for first place, and the third group only took third place~IndoMTL.com~ Soon, other groups won the rankings. The list of qualified trainees was also announced.

Bing Ruolan won nine games and successfully entered the Ranking Tournament.

Yang Hong won eight games and barely made it to fourth place. Unfortunately, due to a duel with Wan Feng, he was seriously injured and unable to play in the rankings and had to abstain.

Hu Yitian and Xu Mei both won eight games, and both entered the rankings without risk.

The qualifying round was over, and it was noon, Zhou Zhiyun announced a break, and the ranking round was held in the afternoon.

After watching the game all morning, many people were hungry and walked to the dining hall of Tianlan Academy.

"Unexpectedly, in the past year, the strength of the four new heroes has increased so much."

"Well, Ji’s inability to sword and Wanfeng’s marksmanship are amazing. It’s a pity that everyone who ran into He Qin by the lottery voluntarily gave in. I really want to see what the strength of this godly girl is. To the point." Please pay attention to the latest chapter...House*Eaves*下*Literature Net:. wuyaпx|à. ne┳