Gu Jianqiu ignored Shi Potian's proud look and continued to watch the fifth battle. This was the first battle between exam candidates and exempt students, and it was extremely important to the entire class of exam candidates.
Located on the fifth arena, Zhang Dongtian withdrew his gaze from watching the battle, looked at his opponent with a stern expression and said, "Xuanwu, the battle between us has begun, please take action."
Xuanwu clasped his hands together and preached softly: "Amitabha, the young monk is polite. Student Zhang is weaker than the young monk. It is time to let the student Zhang take action to avoid an unfair battle."
Xuanwu has a stern expression, sharp eyes, and an upright posture. Although he is wearing a monk's robe, his handsome face is as strong and strong as a knife, full of masculine aura, which makes Xuanwu show a unique chic and handsomeness, attracting the attention of the surrounding women. The students were on tiptoe and their eyes were filled with peach blossoms.
Although Zhang Dongtian was unhappy that Xuan Wu deliberately suppressed his momentum and fighting spirit, he had to praise Xuan Wu from the bottom of his heart for being really handsome. No wonder the ancient monk Bian Ji could win the heart of the princess.
Since his appearance that shows his age is not comparable to that of Xuan Wu, Zhang Dongtian will not be nagging anymore, because most people in this world judge people by their appearance, and if they continue to argue, they will only arouse dissatisfaction among others and embarrass themselves.
Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Zhang Dongtian said coldly: "I practice the Qingfeng Palm Technique, which focuses on fast, accurate and ruthless high-frequency attacks. You must be careful to defend."
Xuan Wu smiled faintly and said softly: "I practice Shaolin Arhat Palm, which requires strong force and heavy force. Once hit, it will definitely be seriously injured."
Xuan Wu's introduction caused a group of fan girls under the ring to cheer and shout in unison: "Xuan Wu is so graceful. He explained his skills so clearly and was not afraid of his opponents' defense at all. He is so confident!" "
Hearing the words of these women under the ring, Zhang Dongtian let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he could only sigh helplessly towards these double-standard women.
Stomping on the ground, Zhang Dongtian flew up, shouted: "The breeze blows in the willows", and hit Xuan Wu's chest with a palm. The high-speed and swift palm pierced the air, causing a series of sonic booms.
Seeing Zhang Dongtian's fierce palm, Xuan Wu shouted loudly: "Well done, Arhat comes out of the mountain."
Xuan Wu struck forward with a powerful and heavy palm, causing a huge sonic boom and air wave impact. The two palms struck together, directly blasting the air around them, forming a huge air wave that impacted all around.
Each body was thrown out, rolled in the air, and landed gracefully. The tentative fight between the two ended with no one gaining the upper hand.
Xuanwu looked at Zhang Dongtian who looked indifferent and understood that although these candidates were not very strong, their actual combat ability was quite good. Although he was stronger than Zhang Dongtian, it was not easy to win.
Before Xuan Wu could think of a countermeasure, Zhang Dongtian continued to wave his palms to attack, but Xuan Wu could only wave his palms to block. The two of them exchanged dozens of palms in an instant, hitting him from the ground to mid-air.
The fight in just a few breaths of time caused Zhang Dongtian's inner core energy to be consumed rapidly, and the white light on his body began to become weaker, which made Xuan Wu feel happy during the fight.
Easily resisting Zhang Dongtian's attack, Xuan Wu chuckled and said, "There isn't much core energy left. I'm afraid you're going to lose this battle."
Zhang Dongtian looked at Xuanwu who was harassing him, and sneered disdainfully: "I'm afraid you are not sure of victory, otherwise why would you bother me with your words? This is the sign of a weak person."
Xuan Wu was so upset by Zhang Dongtian that he suddenly became angry and said angrily: "You damn duck has a tough mouth. Let's see how long you can persist."
After saying that, Xuan Wu backhand attacked even more violently, locking Zhang Dongtian's breath with his breath. Zhang Dongtian's Qingfeng Palm hit by the powerful and heavy Arhat Palm struggled to resist, his arms went numb, and he quickly fell to the disadvantage.
Seeing that Xuan Wu had the upper hand, many women watching under the ring shouted loudly to come on, and at the same time shouted to Zhang Dongtian to admit defeat and not to humiliate himself.
Zhang Dongtian, who was at a disadvantage, felt upset when he heard the voices of these women, but he could only suppress it and stabilize his thoughts, and the expression on his face became calmer and calmer.
Under the ring, Li Kai watched the fight between the two, with a smile on his face for the first time, and said softly to Liu Ruyan: "Xuanwu is good, Arhat's palms are powerful and heavy, and extremely powerful. Once the momentum is formed, one palm is more powerful than the other." The palms are so strong that Zhang Dongtian can’t hold on for more than a few palms.”
Hearing this, Liu Ruyan shook his head and said softly: "Not necessarily. If you look closely, the expression on Zhang Dongtian's face is calm and calm, without any panic. In addition, his face looks older. He is a typical stable and mature person. He is not It’s so easy to win.”
Li Kai turned around and saw that although Zhang Dongtian was finding it harder to catch Xuan Wu's Arhat Palm with each palm, his demeanor and energy did not change at all. This was obviously brewing something.
Sure enough, when Xuan Wu hit Zhang Dongtian's chest with another Arhat Palm, Zhang Dongtian changed his wrist and did not use his palm to catch the Arhat Palm. Instead, he turned his palm into a sword and stabbed Xuan Wu's neck quickly and sharply.
This sudden change shocked everyone in the ring, and a group of Xuanwu's fans screamed in shock, with nervous faces on their faces. They wanted to rush to the ring and beat Zhang Dongtian violently.
Zhang Dongtian's sudden change of moves puts Xuanwu in a dilemma. If the Arhat Palm moves remain unchanged, the result will be that Xuanwu is seriously injured and Zhang Dongtian is slightly injured. The victory scale will fall to Zhang Dongtian; if Xuanwu returns the palm completely Otherwise, the previously accumulated momentum of Arhat Palm will be interrupted, causing Xuanwu to waste a lot of core energy in vain.
Faced with this difficult choice, Xuan Wu didn't show any panic on his face. Instead, he showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and the Arhat Palm's attack continued to hit Zhang Dongtian's chest.
Zhang Dongtian looked at Xuan Wu's expressions and movements, and his heart was full of confusion and some bad premonitions, but at this time he could no longer change his moves, so he could only force himself and be prepared to be injured by the Arhat Palm.
Under the ring, Bai Ruxue saw Xuan Wu and Zhang Dongtian trying to trade injuries for injuries, and immediately said: "Xuan Wu doesn't have to fight like this. He just needs to maintain the upper hand. Victory will be a matter of time."
Zhang Qing, the holy son of the Qingcheng Sect, took over the conversation and chuckled: "Xuan Wu is right to do this. Don't forget, the Shaolin Sect has a golden bell shield defensive technique."
As soon as Zhang Qing finished speaking, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing on the ring. Zhang Dongtian's palm sword stabbed Xuan Wu's neck, making a ringing sound that made Zhang Dongtian's fingers numb, and Xuan Wu His neck was not injured at all.
Looking at Xuan Wu's smile, Zhang Dongtian was hit hard by Xuan Wu's powerful and heavy Arhat palm. He rolled in the air, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and sprinkled it on the ground of the ring, and then fell heavily on the ring.
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