As the referee finished speaking, the noisy square suddenly became quiet for a while.
Immediately, countless eyes turned to Xiao Ming with a swipe, curious, scrutinizing, envious, jealous, admiring...
Anyway, all kinds of looks are mixed.
This situation completely demonstrated the attention that Canaan College students paid to Xiao Ming.
Because he felt that wearing a hat to compete with his opponents seemed a bit too pretentious, so Xiao Ming had already taken off his hat at this moment, revealing his appearance.
Xiao Ming put the hat in his hand into the ring and stood up.
"Teacher Gehu, I'm leaving the game first."
"Feng Bing is a top student in the second class of Xuanjie. He stayed in school for a year. He has an ice attribute and a fighting spirit. His fighting spirit is nine-star Dou Shi. There is a trick called Xuan Bing Palm that is very tricky. Be careful."
Ge Hu knew that Feng Bing would not cause much trouble to Xiao Ming, but he still provided his information.
Lest Xiao Ming suffer a loss because he doesn't understand his opponent.
"Cousin Xiao Ming, come on."
Xiao Shan made a cheering gesture on the side.
"come on!"
"Xiao Ming, we know you are very strong, end the game quickly, hahaha."
The students in Class 8 of Xuanjie were very confident in Xiao Ming, and they cheered and cheered for Xiao Ming.
Others urged Xiao Ming to end the game quickly.
I don’t know what Feng Bing, who is already in the stands, will think when he hears their words.
I guess it won't feel too good.
Xiao Ming smiled and thanked those who cheered him on. With one step, his whole body shot across the square like an arrow in an instant. Finally, he tapped the pillars around the square with his toes and landed lightly into the field.
This flip was extremely beautiful. After Xiao Ming landed on the stage, a tsunami of cheers erupted from the surrounding stands.
It can be seen that Xiao Ming's popularity in Canaan College is really very high.
"Xiao Ming, this guy, didn't know how to find me when he came back. I've looked for him so many times, hum!"
On the central seat, a little girl in red appeared next to Hu Qian. After seeing Xiao Ming enter, her eyes lit up at first, and then she seemed to have thought of something and said with a frown.
"No, I'll go find him later after he finishes the game and see how he avoids me."
Regarding Hu Jia's behavior, Hu Qian shook his head and said nothing.
It is also a good thing for his granddaughter to stay with someone like Xiao Ming.
I am busy with affairs on weekdays, and I have been a little neglectful of Hu Jia's teachings, which has caused her to have a somewhat unruly character. I don't know what will happen to her if she continues like this.
Xiao Ming usually has good conduct, respects his teachers, and is more talented than Hu Jia. He can set a good example for Hu Jia.
"It's just a pity that Xiao Ming is about to enter the inner courtyard. Hu Jia's level is too low to follow him in." Hu Qian said regretfully to himself.
In the ring, Feng Bing listened to the cheers and cheers for Xiao Ming from the surrounding stands.
The overwhelming momentum made his face look a little ugly. Fortunately, the students in the class behind him did not abandon him and were cheering as hard as they could.
This made him feel better and stabilized his mentality. The ice-attributed fighting spirit surged out of his body, and the powerful fighting spirit wrapped his body in it, forming a perfect blue fighting spirit gauze.
After doing this, Feng Bing faced Xiao Ming, who was not far away and was obviously a round younger than him, and politely said, "Feng Bing."
"Xiao Ming."
Xiao Ming stood and returned the salute.
Feng Bing couldn't help but be a little stunned when he saw that Xiao Ming didn't seem to have any intention of using his fighting spirit to protect himself after returning the gift.
Although Xiao Ming is young, the fact that he can stand here shows that he is at least a Dou Master, but now he can't even use Dou Qi Shayi.
There are only three possibilities for this situation. One is that Xiao Ming is young and arrogant. Second, Xiao Ming's strength was terrifying, far beyond him, so he didn't use protective skills. Third, Xiao Ming had poor actual combat experience, and he forgot to protect himself.
Feng Bing also understood Xiao Ming, a man of great influence, and his character.
He doesn't think Xiao Ming is in the first situation, nor does he think Xiao Ming is in the third situation.
Are you kidding me? The news about Xiao Ming going to the Black Corner Territory alone in Canaan College these days has gone viral. Now that Xiao Ming is standing here safe and sound, doesn't that explain something?
He would rather believe that he would forget to use Dou Qi Shayi than that Xiao Ming in front of him would forget.
"Stronger than me, is he a great fighter?"
Feng Bing's eyes flashed with solemnity, and he didn't say anything like Xiao Ming looking down on him.
Ice fighting energy surged out from his hands, and he used his family's low-level Xuan-level movements at his feet. A sharp sound broke through the air, and Feng Bing slapped Xiao Ming fiercely.
Looking at Feng Bing, who was flying towards him, the ice-attribute fighting energy in his hand was ready to go out. Wherever he passed, wisps of ice crystals were left behind, reflecting dazzling rays of light under the sunlight.
Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you going to fight me in close combat? Then you will be in trouble!"
"Stacked Ice Palm!"
The distance between the two was not far away. Feng Bing walked up to Xiao Ming in a blink of an eye. His right hand, which was an ice-blue color, slashed mercilessly towards Xiao Ming's left shoulder.
There was a cold feeling on the skin of his left shoulder. Xiao Ming looked calm and raised his left hand seemingly unhurriedly, but he held Feng Bing's right hand just as it was about to touch his left shoulder.
"How can this be!"
Feng Bing looked at Xiao Ming, who was motionless and had a calm expression, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Xiao Ming actually blocked his attack with only his physical strength! How many stars is this guy's real level?
The spectators on the surrounding ring widened their eyes when they saw that Feng Bing's attack was easily blocked.
Feng Bing was caught with her right hand, and she was extremely anxious. Bone-cold energy continued to flow towards her left hand.
But I saw that Xiao Ming didn't seem to be feeling any discomfort.
Feng Bing was unwilling to waste time, and Xiao Ming was too lazy to stand in the stands for too long.
He loosened his grip on Feng Bing's left hand, and then said to Feng Bing, who was caught off guard and took several steps back because of his sudden movement:
"Senior Feng Bing, you'd better use your strongest fighting skill, Xuanyin Palm! Otherwise, you won't be able to defeat me."
The fight between the two actually lasted only ten seconds, but Feng Bing had already clearly recognized the gap between him and Xiao Ming. He felt that even if he used his best fighting skills, he would not be able to defeat Xiao Ming.
But he was unwilling to give up like this, so after hearing this, he just smiled bitterly: "Okay, let's decide the outcome with one move."
After speaking, Feng Bing's fighting spirit surged. Under the gaze of countless people, a dazzling blue light lit up in the palm of his hand. Under this blue light, blue ice crystals condensed and formed on the field. The whole game was The temperature of the venue dropped a lot, and such power caused many people to make an uproar.
"Watch out, this is my favorite skill, Xuanyin Palm!" Feng Bing waved at Xiao Ming with an extreme chill.
Compared with the pediatric attack just now, Feng Bing's attack at this moment showed the style of the top student of Canaan College.
Facing this attack, the red fighting energy in Xiao Ming's hand formed an energy film. Without using any fighting skills, Xiao Ming directly faced the incoming Feng Bing.
Although he did not use fighting skills, the terrifying energy brought by Xiao Ming's fists caused subtle fluctuations in the space. The harsh sound of sonic booms, like the sound of muffled thunder, was heard endlessly, which showed the weight of this attack.
Bang!
The two came into contact, and in an instant, a loud sound erupted from the field. The hard stone slab where the two came into contact was directly shaken into powder with a bang, and the cracks were like spider webs, spreading continuously. And out.
The confrontation between the two was also a collision between ice and fire. A large amount of moisture in the air was condensed into ice by Feng Bing, and then evaporated into mist by the heat in Xiao Ming's hand.
The fog and the ash rising from the ground shrouded the two of them.
Without waiting, the audience in the seats guessed the result.
A figure flew out of it and hit the ground heavily, sliding along the ground for more than ten meters before slowly stopping.
Countless eyes hurriedly swept along the reflection of the figure. When they looked at the person who was defeated in the reflection, they discovered as expected that the person was Feng Bing.
At the edge of the square, Feng Bing's shirt was almost shattered into pieces by the force of the crossfire, and his whole body was covered with bruises caused by the gravel hitting his body.
Of course, these injuries looked horrific, but they were actually just superficial injuries.
If you try hard to hold on, you still have the strength to fight.
But Feng Bing knew that this was the result of Xiao Ming's retention.
If the opponent is willing, I am afraid that he can be knocked off the stage as soon as he comes on the stage.
So, at this moment, the strongest move was broken, and he stood up convinced that he had lost, nodded to Xiao Ming standing in the distance, and said loudly to the referee's seat:
"I surrender!"
"The 41st round, Xuanjie Class 8, Xiao Ming wins."
