"Ning Yun will face Huang Xulin in the next match. Players please get ready."
Tsk, trouble.
Ning Yun put away the recliner and walked slowly onto the ring.
Before leaving, he specially patted Yang Fan, who had a slap mark on his face, and said considerately: "Scum."
"Even you? You? You, the guy who robbed civilian girls, called me a scumbag?"
"When I was at my worst and most arrogant, I wouldn't do that kind of thing to other girls in public." Ning Yun gave Yang Fan a thumbs up, "I'm not as good as you when it comes to being a scumbag."
"You! Woo..."
Yang Fan knew he was in the wrong, and the garbage eyes that had been lingering on him since the end of the game between him and Han Qianyan made him lower his head again, not daring to face those eyes.
Never forget the gender of your opponent, even when you're playing hard.
Never try new moves during competition, such as "Ghost fishing for the moon", which sounds cool but has the same effect as a monkey stealing peaches.
Yang Fan learned a bloody lesson today.
The way Han Qianyan, with tears in her eyes, said, "I didn't expect you to be such a person," while covering her face and running off the stage, left a heavy shadow on Yang Fan, even deeper than when Xiaoying was abducted by Ning Yun.
Yang Fan, who had not cried since he was eight years old, felt like crying for the first time.
I am obviously a good person, why do I suffer such retribution?
In the ring, after the referee announced the start of the game, Huang Xulin, who had always been noisy, rarely kept quiet. Flames rose all over his body and he rushed over and punched Ning Yun in the face.
Maybe because Huang Qiyan was still in a coma, he was a little excited.
But for Huang Qiyan, isn't coma a common occurrence?
Ning Yun turned sideways and avoided the punch.
Besides, Yang Fan caused trouble, why did you hit me so hard?
Huang Xulin's hot fist brushed against Ning Yun several times, leaving some scorch marks on Ning Yun's hair.
Ning Yun has also slowly loosened his restraints in practical skills classes recently, so he no longer needs to pretend to be a weakling with no power to bind a chicken.
Move left to avoid the punch.
Turn right, avoiding the kick.
Retreat, contain energy.
Move forward, retract your feet, and step on your knees.
Then, press the head and hit with the elbow.
"Boom!"
Huang Xulin had no way to avoid it, and his nosebleed was caused by the dull blow, and he staggered back a few steps.
"Your uncle's!"
He was angry, no longer holding back, and used his unique power.
Most of the attributes of unique powers are related to psychic attributes. For example, like the Huang family, there are exceptions where psychic powers and unique powers are completely opposite.
It should be due to bloodline. It is said that Huang Xi is also in the same situation.
The extremely cold storm took shape in Huang Xulin's hands, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply in an instant. Goosebumps appeared on the arms of the students in the auditorium outside the venue.
"There's something about this guy." Ji Qingge commented in the audience, "I thought he was just a fool. This synchronicity is considered strong among high-level superpowers."
"After all, he is the eldest son of the Huang family. My father even praised his father."
Xiyun was watching Luna's latest album and chimed in.
Ning Yun had read the rules before. Unless the power cannot be activated without props, external force cannot be used.
"Let's see how you hide, ice and sand storm!"
The storm carrying countless hard ices hit Ning Yun, and the scope was so large that Ning Yun could not avoid it.
Um...
Here I would like to introduce the Ning family.
As an ancient family that followed the fourth-generation emperor to conquer the stars, the Ning family was once a military family that frequently produced generals and marshals.
The Ning family, which respects martial arts, has evolved over thousands of years, and with the accumulation of bloodline, it has developed fixed spiritual powers and unique abilities.
The original body is no exception.
Although he is weak and cannot hold up the wall, he still has what he should have.
For example, the unique power: Zhurong Technique.
The Ning family worships the sea. It is said that in ancient times, there was a god who crossed the sea of stars, crashed into the pillars of the starry sky, and once destroyed the world.
The ancestors admired its bravery and named it after it.
But then again, isn't Zhu Rong the God of Fire?
With this question in mind, Ning Yun activated a power that he had never used before for the first time.
The icy blue storm submerged the thin figure, and the cold wind howled. For a moment, Huang Xulin was the only one on the stage with his eyes closed, concentrating on concentrating his powers, making this unequal competition feel strangely deserted.
The gap between advanced and intermediate is already huge, and the outcome of the game is almost doomed.
The students in the audience suddenly didn't hate the arrogant and domineering young man of the Huang family. He helped the first-level students get justice and should be thanked. At this moment, they held their breath and watched the roaring storm, waiting for the referee to announce. The result brought the loudest cheers to Huang Xulin.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds.
One minute, two minutes.
"Ah, there's some movement."
said one student, pointing at the storm.
This power is quite difficult. With Ning Yun's understanding, it takes two minutes to fully master it. No wonder the original body has never used it.
A white light was seen, and in a matter of moments, the storm started from the deepest place and dissipated.
"Has Ning Yun let go?" Ji Qingge looked at the white light slowly moving outside the storm on the stage, "The Ning family's Zhurong Technique is one of the most offensive abilities in the starry sky. Ning Yun's father was originally Relying on this Zhurong Technique, I was able to leapfrog and inflict heavy damage on the Eighty-Eight Insects, and I was able to repel that group of Insect Guards by myself."
"You..." Wei Wushuang really didn't understand the confidence that her students had in Ning Yun's salted fish. "No matter how powerful his powers are, Ning Yun is only an intermediate. You think everyone is just like his father." ah?"
"Well, teacher."
Yang Fan took advantage of the people around him to watch the game and raised his head, "You don't understand."
"Shut up, scum, and get back here."
"...oh."
The essence of Zhurong Technique is fire, and the result is water.
In layman's terms, it means liquefying entities and defeating structures.
Ning Yun used Zhurong Technique to liquefy the surrounding energy and smoothie into water while advancing towards Huang Xulin.
Huang Xulin still closed his eyes, as if he didn't expect Ning Yun to be able to move forward with his superpower.
Confident Huang Xulin, powerful Huang Xulin, elite Huang Xulin.
The defenseless Huang Xulin.
Ning Yun clenched his fist, swung it in the air twice, then aimed at Huang Xulin's left face and punched him.
"Boom!"
Although there was no sound inside due to the soundproof barrier, the students in the auditorium could feel their teeth aching just by looking at that scene.
The storm dissipated directly. Huang Xulin was blinded by the sudden attack. He opened his eyes and looked blankly at Ning Yun who came to him at an unknown time, "You, you, you, you...when did you come here."
"Just now."
Ning Yun took the opportunity to punch him twice more on the head, but the attack was caught. After all, Huang Xulin was one level higher than him, and it would be difficult to defeat him with his own abilities alone.
And this guy is a bit underestimating the enemy, so.
"Look there."
Ning Yun pointed at a ball of air. Huang Xulin was still a little confused and looked over there subconsciously.
Then, "Boom!"
Ning Yun hit Huang Xulin on the right side of his face with a roundhouse kick.
The left and right cheeks were beaten, perfect.
"Admit defeat."
Ning Yun waved his hand to the referee outside the field, "If you can't beat it, you will give up."
