"I didn't expect that Hu Xiangqian was of the bloodline of ancient wild beasts!" Xie Hong was also pleasantly surprised.
Ancient bloodline is equally rare.
Although Tiandou Academy has no shortage of geniuses, there are still very few geniuses with ancient bloodlines. It is really an unexpected surprise to be able to recruit geniuses with ancient bloodlines this year.
However, Xie Hong looked at Yang Xiaotian opposite Hu Xiangqian and frowned. Since Hu Xiangqian has the blood of ancient wild beasts, Yang Xiaotian is afraid that he will be defeated!
So, wouldn’t Yang Xiaotian not even be able to enter the top 100?
Other senior officials of Tiandou Academy also thought about this issue.
The second elder, Zhu Chenhui, shook his head and said: "It seems that Yang Xiaotian will not be able to pass the Tiandou Academy's enrollment assessment this time. It's a pity."
The great elder Zhong Yun, who believed that Yang Xiaotian's strength was improved by taking drugs, said: "It's no pity, it's just survival of the fittest."
He has always been displeased with disciples who have been relying on taking drugs to improve their strength.
The bloodline of ancient wild beasts? Yang Xiaotian looked at Hu Qianqian with a calm expression.
He was not in a hurry to take action and allowed the other party to activate all the power of the ancient beast's bloodline.
When Hu Xiangqian fully activated the bloodline power of the ancient beast in his body, a violent aura from the ancient beast swept the world.
Hu moved forward and around his body, a hurricane formed.
When everyone around them saw this, they all marveled at the power of the bloodline of the wild beast.
"Yang Xiaotian, take my punch!" Suddenly, Hu Qiangqian rushed towards Yang Xiaotian like a violent beast, punching Yang Xiaotian in the chest.
The terrifying fist wave roared.
There were faint sounds of roars of countless ferocious beasts.
"Get out of the ring!" Hu Xiangqian's eyes were fierce, and in the blink of an eye, his punches had already hit Yang Xiaotian.
Seeing the tall Hu Xiangqian blasting towards Yang Xiaotian with a force that destroyed everything, many female disciples even turned away, unable to bear to see Yang Xiaotian being blasted into blood.
boom!
Hu Qianqian punched Yang Xiaotian in the chest.
A loud noise echoed in the square.
Everyone was stunned.
Just when everyone thought that Yang Xiaotian was going to be punched out of the ring by Hu Qianqian, suddenly, Hu Qiang's face changed drastically, because when he punched Yang Xiaotian's chest, it was like hitting the hardest gold steel wall in history.
pain!
This was the first feeling in his five fingers.
At the same time, a terrifying force shook back from Yang Xiaotian's chest.
This terrifying force was so powerful that he had never seen it before.
Under everyone's gaze, Hu Qianqian was shaken back by this terrifying force. He wanted to control his body shape, but he couldn't control it at all.
Almost every few steps back, Hu Qianqian vomited blood and retreated to the edge of the ring. When Hu Qianqian stopped, his chest was stained red with blood.
Hu Qianqian raised the five fingers of his painful fist as if lifting chicken feet, and looked at Yang Xiaotian in horror: "You, you!"
As for you, he never said anything.
"What?!" Xie Hong, Zhong Yun and others suddenly stood up and looked at Arena No. 7 in shock.
Zhang He even looked dull.
Just when the scene was filled with disbelief, Yang Xiaotian patted the dust on his chest. In fact, there was no dust at all, and then walked towards Hu Qianqian: "Ancient beast bloodline? It's a weakling."
It's a weakling!
A disciple in the crowd made a "poof" sound. He couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed so much that he sprayed saliva on his master.
On the rostrum, Zhong Yun heard the words and opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but in the end he was speechless.
Looking at Yang Xiaotian walking over, Hu Xiangqian wanted to retreat in fear, but found that he was already outside the ring and had no way to retreat.
"Yang Xiaotian, what body-refining formula are you practicing?" Hu Xiangqian was shocked and angry.
"Weak Chicken Technique." Yang Xiaotian said.
Weak Chicken Technique!
In the crowd, the disciple almost spat out his saliva again.
Hu Xiangqian's face turned as red as purple. With a look of shame and anger, he punched Yang Xiaotian with his other hand: "Yang Xiaotian, I'm going to kill you!"
This punch condensed all the power of his wild beast bloodline and all his true energy.
However, he did not hit Yang Xiaotian's chest again, but hit Yang Xiaotian's throat.
The throat had the weakest defense, so he didn't believe that Yang Xiaotian could train his throat to the level of steel.
But as soon as he punched out, Yang Xiaotian also punched out.
The two fists clashed together.
There was a clear sound of cracking bones.
Hu Xiangqian looked frightened, and Yang Xiaotian punched him in the belly with another punch.
Boom!
Hu Xiangqian, who was standing on the edge of the ring, was thrown into the air by Yang Xiaotian like a sandbag. After flying high, he fell to the edge of the square.
The ground shook.
Hu Qianqian lay there motionless.
Everyone looked stunned.
This is the end?
Originally, everyone thought that Hu Xiangqian, who had activated the bloodline of the ancient wild beast, could fight Yang Xiaotian in ten or eight moves even if he was defeated. However, he was defeated by Yang Xiaotian so neatly.
Everyone was shocked. The students from Xuanbing Academy hurried forward and lifted Hu Qiang. However, when they lifted Hu Qiang, they found that Hu Qiang’s crotch was actually wet!
Everyone looked weird.
Zhang He, the dean of Xuanbing Academy, had a twitching face.
Just now he mocked Yang Xiaotian for being tortured to death by Guo Wei.
Yang Xiaotian definitely did it on purpose. Yang Xiaotian was slapping him in the face.
Zhang He looked at Yang Xiaotian angrily.
At this moment, there was another loud noise, and Chen Hailin was also punched out of the ring by Guo Wei.
Chen Hailin was lying there, exhaling too much and taking in too little air.
At this time, Guo Wei looked at Yang Xiaotian provocatively, and the two looked at each other.
After the referee announced that Yang Xiaotian had won the competition, Yang Xiaotian came to Chen Hailin from Thunder Academy. Looking at Chen Hailin who was ashen and angry, Yang Xiaotian's face sank, and he took out a top-quality immortal pill and asked Chen Hailin to swallow it. .
After a hard battle, other students in the arena also ended their first competition.
Then came the second game.
In this round, Yang Xiaotian drew Xiao Yong from the Tiandou royal family.
Xiao Fei is Xiao Yong's cousin.
This Xiao Fei is very strong and talented. Among the disciples participating in the Tiandou Royal Family this time, his strength and talent are second only to Xiao Yong. Among all the disciples participating this time, he is considered to be ranked seventh in strength.
Xiao Fei frowned when he saw that he was fighting Yang Xiaotian for the second time.
Seeing Xiao Fei's expression, Xiao Yong said: "Yang Xiaotian is just relying on his physical body to be stronger. Hu Xiangqian, an idiot, chose to compete with him physically, so he lost. The Tyrant Dragon Technique you practiced combined with the Tyrannosaurus Sword Technique is suitable for long-range attacks." , Yang Xiaotian will definitely lose to you!"
Xiao Fei nodded and walked onto the ring.
The top management of Tiandou Academy was surprised when they saw that Xiao Fei was going to fight Yang Xiaotian for the second time.
"I didn't expect this match between Xiao Fei and Yang Xiaotian. What do you think?" Xie Hongxiao asked everyone.
The Great Elder Zhong Yun said: "Xiao Fei has the top seven strengths. He swallowed dragon liquid when he was young. He has practiced the Tyrant Dragon Technique to the seventh level. His supreme magical power, the Tyrant Dragon Sword Technique, has reached perfection. How could Yang Xiaotian be his opponent?"
