222: C222 A Spar?

C222 A Spar?

" Oh? Do you have anything on your hand? Do you mean you want to challenge me?" The corner of Gan Leimu's mouth curled up slightly as he spoke slowly.

Van Fann bowed towards Huangfu Yu and said, "King, please allow it!"

Huangfu Yu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's just sparring, stop at the tip of the iceberg."

"Yes!" Van Fann said.

Gan Leimu saw that there was nothing wrong with Hu Yibei's expression. He bowed slightly and ignored Huangfu Yu. He just looked at Van Fann.

"Let's go to the martial stage outside." Van Fann said in a flat tone. After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the hall.

Gan Leimu followed behind him leisurely. The rest of the people looked at Huangfu Yu and Hu Yibei, which meant that they were wondering if they could go and watch the battle.

Huangfu Yu looked at Hu Yibei and said, "Senior, would you like to..."

"That's enough. What's so good about children fighting? If you want to go, you can go by yourselves. There's no wine to watch! Gulp. "Hu Yibei said impatiently. After saying that, he took another big gulp of the fire cloud.

Hearing this, Huangfu Yu did not care about the image of the king as he jumped down from the dragon throne. That speed did not match his weight at all!

When Hu Yibei saw this scene, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes. This child is so talented! He was actually already at the Star General.

When he first saw Huangfu Yu, he didn't even bother checking his cultivation base. He was so fat and young, what cultivation base could he possibly have?

But now, he realized that ___ wasn't simple at all!

However, he didn't say anything and continued drinking his wine.

The ministers and the remaining young disciples also ran out.

On the martial stage, Van Fann and Gan Leimu stood on both sides, staring at each other.

The sun had also given them some pressure at this moment, covering their bodies with heat.

Huangfu Yu and the others were sitting on the seats around them, looking at them quietly.

Van Fann took a deep breath. The Spiritual Force in his body was activated by him. With a stride, he arrived in front of Gan Leimu. The Spiritual Force wrapped around his fist, causing the surrounding air to flow towards Gan Leimu's face.

The strong wind blew against his clothes. It was obvious that this punch was very powerful.

The corner of Gan Leimu's mouth rose. His five fingers formed a fist. The Spiritual Force wrapped around his fist, and he also punched out.

"Bang..."

A dull sound was heard, and the two fists collided.

Van Fann felt as if he had hit a piece of iron. It was extremely hard. He subconsciously frowned.

The two of them separated and used their fists to attack again.

It was as if they were competing fiercely. Their attacks became fiercer and fiercer each time. No one knew how many punches they had exchanged.

At this moment, Van Fann was sweating like rain. It was unknown whether it was because of the heat or because he was tired. He panted slightly and waved his hand.

He thought, This person's fists are so hard!

Gan Leimu opened his mouth and a disdainful voice sounded from his mouth, "Is this all you have?"

Van Fann looked at him coldly and said, "Do you only know how to argue?"

Hearing this, Gan Leimu's face turned gloomy. He had been impatient for a long time. How could he tolerate that the opposite party dared to mock him?

"You are courting death!"

As soon as Gan Leimu finished his words, his entire body was covered in a layer of green fog. The fog seemed to have a life of its own as it coiled around his body.

It kept changing, and the last green fog spear appeared in his hand.

When Van Fann saw this, his expression became serious. The Spiritual Energy Whirlpool started circulating crazily, and a ray of golden light was emitted from his hand.

It turned his arm into a golden color, and it looked incomparably hard.

Gan Leimu held the long spear in his hand, and rushed forward with an indomitable aura.

Van Fann didn't want to be outdone. His fist collided with the spear, producing a loud clanging sound. He also rushed forward to meet the long spear.

He actually wanted to fight the spear with his fist. When he saw this, disdain flashed across Gan Leimu's eyes.

The two of them collided. The Spiritual Force instantly exploded. The residual waves rippled, blowing away the clothes of the surrounding people.

Huangfu Yu's expression became serious. This Gan Leimu really had a bad mouth, but his cultivation base was really high. He actually had the strength of a middle rank Star General.

What surprised him was that Van Fann had unknowingly reached the early Star General Level.

His talent was also terrifying!

No wonder Luo Tian recommended him!

Van Fann's expression changed. At the moment of the collision, he felt an unusual pain in his fist. The surrounding Spiritual Force was constantly torn apart.

It was as if his opponent's spear could pierce through his fist in the next moment.

Gan Leimu grinned and suddenly exerted his strength. A dazzling green light burst out from the long spear.

Van Fann felt a huge force coming towards him. He quickly withdrew his hand and retreated.

However, the long spear continued to chase after him. It was obvious that it wanted to cripple him.

Van Fann gritted his teeth. The Spiritual Energy Whirlpool started circulating crazily once again. He shouted out loudly, "Vajra Transformation!"

In the next moment, his entire body was covered in a layer of golden color. He looked like a furious Vajra.

The long spear stabbed into his chest, and with a clang, it couldn't go any further.

Gan Leimu frowned. The long spear dissipated and condensed once again. A large blade appeared in his hand. He turned around and slashed at his head with the same sound.

Van Fann was still unharmed.

At this moment, Van Fann moved. He roared furiously and clenched his fist tightly. Then, he threw a punch at Gan Leimu's face.

Gan Leimu retracted his blade and stood in the middle, trying to block the punch.

However, in the next moment, the saber was shattered by the punch and turned into mist.

The punch kept moving towards his face. Gan Leimu hurriedly crossed his arms and blocked in front of his face.

When the fist landed on his arms, he felt that both of his arms were about to break. He was sent flying and fell to the ground.

"Alright!"

"Van Fann, well done!"2

The officials were all shouting, Good job!

They had been very unhappy ever since they were happy. All of you have yet to grow all your hair, but all of you are so arrogant, as if you are the noblest in the world.

How could these pampered officials accept this?

However, there was nothing they could do. After all, he was a Descending Star student!

But now, the people of their country had actually defeated him. If they didn't shout now, when would they?

Van Dayue wasn't like them, but his eyes also had some pride. This was his son!

Shock flashed across the eyes of the Descending Star Academy's students, but they soon regained their calm.

Although Van Fann had defeated his opponent, his eyes became even more serious.

Gan Leimu slowly stood up, patted the dust off his body, and said, "I have to say that you are not bad, but you have also successfully infuriated me."

His tone was unusually cold, and killing intent flashed across his eyes.

In the next moment, the fog surrounding Gan Leimu became even bigger and more solid. An oppressive Qi appeared on the martial stage, causing Van Fann's body to tense up.

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