C229 (1/2)

In Zhang Lang's heart, besides Li Wenqiao, there was no one else that he liked in the outer sect.

This time round, it was supposed to be his opportunity to shine, but even though his performance was astonishing, all of his limelight had still been snatched away by Ling Feng. How could he not be furious?

Seeing that he had actually been ignored, Zhang Lang's anger became even stronger.

Zhang Lang's speed was good, but Tian Lei's defense was strong, both of them were powerful figures among the freshmen, thus the battle between the two instantly became the focus of the entire battle.

”Wind Chasing Palm.” Zhang Lang struck out with his palm.

”Boom!” This time around, the two of them each took three steps back.

”Shua shua shua!” The two figures once again clashed.

The two of them were of equal strength. In terms of movement technique, Zhang Lang was faster, but Tian Lei's defense was watertight. Even if he was hit occasionally, he would still use his strong body to resist it.

”Seems like the two are evenly matched.” Wu Fei said.

”Tsk, I still hope that Tian Lei can win. I hate Zhang Lang's look.” Zhou Tian said.

”Ling Feng, who do you think will win?” Wu Fei asked.

”It should be Zhang Lang. He hasn't used his full strength yet.” Ling Feng said indifferently.

”What?” Wu Fei and Zhou Tian were both shocked by Ling Feng's words. Facing Tian Lei, who was ranked third, Zhang Lang actually held back.

On the stage, the two of them were once again facing off against Zhang Lang. A cold arrogance appeared in their eyes as they said, ”Alright, the warm-up is over. I won't play with you anymore. I will defeat you in three moves.”

”What did you say?” Hearing Zhang Lang's words, Tian Lei couldn't help but be stumped for words, as a hint of fury surfaced in his eyes.

”You are not my match, and you are not someone who can interest me in advance.” Cold qi surged from Zhang Lang's body, and an ice-cold aura instantly enveloped the entire stage.

”This is a high level martial art, Frost Palm.” Shocked voices rang out from below the arena.

Zhang Lang's body instantly turned into a ray of shadow, his palms releasing an ice-cold Qi, and continued to launch attacks.

The situation on the stage immediately changed, as Tian Lei retreated step by step, only having the ability to defend.

”Bang, bang, bang!”

Accompanied by a few muffled sounds, Tian Lei was struck by Zhang Lang's ice palm in succession.

”You lost.” Zhang Lang let out a cold snort. The ice palm instantly broke through Tian Lei's layers of defense and directly smashed into his chest.

”Deng deng deng!”

Tian Lei consecutively retreated a few steps and fell on one knee. He actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

”Zhang Lang wins!” Seeing that Tian Lei no longer had the ability to fight back, the judge hastily stopped the competition.

”How is this possible, Tian Lei actually lost so quickly?” Shouts of surprise broke out from below the stage.

”Is this Zhang Lang's true strength?” Many people sucked in a breath of cold air.

If Zhang Lang and Li Wenqiao were to meet, then who would be stronger?

Many people were looking forward to the pinnacle of the battle between the first and second place. Although Ling Feng was also very strong, it was still a little difficult for him to challenge these two in the hearts of these people.

And when Ling Feng consecutively won twenty matches, he finally met a formidable opponent, Wu Guang, who was ranked fourth among the freshmen.

Wu Guang jumped up onto the stage, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit: ”Brat, you're trying to attract attention from the masses now.”

Everyone below the stage was also looking forward to the two people on the stage, Wu Guang was the strongest opponent Ling Feng had met since the start of the competition.

”Wu Guang should be able to force Ling Feng to use his real abilities.” Many people were looking forward to it.

Ling Feng looked at the proud Wu Guang and ridiculed: ”With your strength, defeating me is probably just a pipe dream.”

”What did you say?” Hearing Ling Feng's words, Wu Guang's eyes revealed a touch of ice.

”Fine, fine, today I want to see how you will defeat me.” As he said that, he rushed towards Ling Feng like a bolt of lightning.

”What incredible speed.”

The spectators below the stage practically only saw an afterimage before Wu Guang arrived in front of Ling Feng.

”Get down.” Wu Guang roared as he struck out with his palm.

”Bam!” Wu Guang slapped Ling Feng's body.

”It hit!” The people below the stage could not help but be stunned, no one thought that Ling Feng would actually lose like this.

As he blasted out his palm, Wu Guang's face carried a hint of a cold smile.

But when he struck Ling Feng's body with his palm, his face couldn't help but turn deathly pale.

”It's actually an illusion, how is that possible?” Wu Guang felt that his palm had struck the air, and the Ling Feng in front of him had disappeared.

”This is the speed that you are so proud of? ”Too slow.” A cold voice sounded from behind him.