Urban Shura

Chapter 147 Arena Battle!
With Wei Feng taking his seat, the northern Xinjiang recruitment assessment officially began.

While Ye Mulong was paying attention to the assessment, he was also paying attention to everything around him.

However, the mysterious aura never appeared again!

"what!"

At this moment, Ye Mulong's attention was attracted by a person.

Zhou Feng!

Originally, Ye Mulong didn't like him very much, but he didn't expect that Zhou Feng's grades in the recruiting assessment project were surprisingly good!
It was as if a different person had been changed, and all the assessment indicators were on par with Long Zangfeng!
After a lapse of seven years, in the northern Xinjiang recruitment assessment, there was a situation where two tied for the first place again!
This result surprised Ye Mulong a bit!

"Let's start the ring battle!" Ye Mulong narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "I want to see how strong this Zhou Feng is!"

Hearing Ye Mulong talk about the ring battle, both Luo Changfeng and Yang Qian became energetic in an instant.

"Old Yang, take a gamble?" Luo Changfeng looked at Yang Qian with a smile.

"One hundred thousand, Zhou Feng wins!" Yang Qian still didn't say much, just took out his bank card and threw it on the table.

The arena battle is an old tradition in northern Xinjiang.

Most of the old people in northern Xinjiang like to gamble on this.

"Then I'll bet that Long Zangfeng will win!" Luo Changfeng chuckled and took out his bank card.

"Count me in." Wei Feng glanced at Ye Mulong secretly, seeing that he had no objection, he also took out his bank card and said, "One hundred thousand, Long Zangfeng wins!"

Obviously Luo Changfeng and Wei Feng both prefer Longzangfeng!

After all, he was taught by Guyue, so his strength will definitely not be bad!Even Ye Mulong is more optimistic about Long Zangfeng!
But Yang Qian still looked at Zhou Feng firmly, and said, "You will lose!"

"That's not necessarily the case! If you lose, you will pay double!" Luo Changfeng chuckled.

In the strictly disciplined Shenwuwei of Northern Xinjiang, perhaps the most relaxing time is only when encountering a ring battle!
……

Soon, the ring battle is ready!

Under the stage, martial arts arena!

Long Zangfeng and Zhou Feng stood facing each other, separated by several meters!
The entire northern Xinjiang camp, with fifty thousand martial arts guards, almost all focused their eyes on the two of them.

Even Ye Mulong's attention was focused on the martial arts arena!
This battle is extraordinary!
Winner, supreme glory!

The door of Dragon Tiger Camp will be open for it!

But there is only one place!
"war!"

"Roar!"

The two of them made a shocking gesture at the same time, and for the only place in the Dragon and Tiger Camp, they put all their blood and blood into the war!
Zhou Feng shot first, his feet slammed on the ground, his body bent like a full-stringed bow, and his figure suddenly shot obliquely into the air, followed by a flying body turning wildly, his right leg swung down obliquely with an unrivaled momentum, Sweeping fiercely at Long Zangfeng's neck!
As soon as this trick was used, it immediately attracted a burst of applause!

Even Luo Changfeng and Wei Feng couldn't help looking at Yang Qian at the same time, and asked, "Yang Qian, did you teach him in private?"

This sweeping leg is the move of Beijiang Shenwuwei!

If he hadn't trained with Beijiang Shenwuwei, he would definitely not be able to use it!
But Yang Qian's answer was very straightforward: "No!"

"No?" Surprise flashed across Wei Feng's face.

"That's impossible, I haven't taught him how to use the moves of our Northern Xinjiang Shenwuwei!" But Luo Changfeng didn't believe it at all: "You must have taught him in private!"

Wei Feng glanced at Yang Qian, and said, "Zhou Feng has already entered the preliminaries, and teaching him a few tricks in private is not against the discipline of our Northern Xinjiang. There is no need for Yang Qian to lie!"

"That's weird!" Luo Changfeng was puzzled, and turned his attention to the martial arts field again.

"Good kicks! Then let's see who is stronger!"

I only heard Long Zangfeng's roar, and when Zhou Feng's fierce sweeping leg was about to hit him, Long Zangfeng spun his left foot, and he used the same move to fight back from bottom to top!
Long Zangfeng had received Gu Yue's guidance, so he could see through Zhou Feng's kicks at a glance!

He could have chosen other moves to neutralize Zhou Feng's attack!
But Long Zangfeng didn't do that!

Instead, he directly chose head-to-head!

Just positive!
"Okay, this kid has the demeanor of our son from Beijiang!" Luo Changfeng smiled when he saw this.

Even Ye Mulong and Wei Feng couldn't help but nodded.

Zhou Feng's sweeping kick was indeed ferocious. If it were someone else, it would be difficult to stop it, but when it was used on Long Zangfeng, it was at a disadvantage!
Because Long Zangfeng knew how to resolve this move!

But he didn't take advantage of it!

"boom!"

There was a terrible impact sound, and the entire martial arts field instantly raised a piece of flying sand and gravel!
Everyone held their breath!

I want to see who is the winner in this head-to-head duel!
But the flying sand and gravel raised by the martial arts field blocked everyone's sight.

"Zhou Feng lost!" Before the flying sand dispersed, Wei Feng said firmly.

"Not necessarily!" Yang Qian remained firm.

"Zhou Feng is inferior to Long Zangfeng in terms of the speed and strength of his kicks, so he should have lost!" From the beginning to the end, Ye Mulong, who had never spoken, also asserted at this moment that the loser would be Zhou Feng!

With Ye Mulong's strength, the moment the two of them made their moves, the outcome was already known!
However, at the moment when the dust cleared, a look of shock flashed across Ye Mulong's eyes like lightning!
I saw Long Zangfeng's right leg muscle bursting, blood had already soaked through his trousers, and he backed up more than ten steps!

But Zhou Feng was still standing there!

Seems... unscathed!
"This... shouldn't be!" Wei Feng also stood up in shock, staring at Zhou Feng with wide eyes.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Luo Changfeng patted the railing of the stand and said, "Even if you don't lose in such a high-intensity fight, you can't be unscathed. Yang Qian, the kid you chose is Isn't it cheating?"

"Is there a steel plate under this kid's warehouse?"

Luo Changfeng didn't believe this result at all.

In all fairness, even if he himself went to fight Long Zangfeng with that kick, it was absolutely impossible for him to be unscathed!

Neither Luo Changfeng nor Wei Feng could see the clue, but Ye Mulong could see clearly that the reason why Zhou Feng was able to defeat the strong with the weak was because he used a martial skill to relieve his strength!

All the strength of Long Zangfeng's attack was released on the ground under his feet!
The sunken ground under his feet is the best evidence!

"Yang Qian, how long are you going to hide it?"

An angry look flashed across Ye Mulong's face, he turned around suddenly, fixed his sharp eyes on Yang Qian, and said, "What does this Zhou Feng have to do with Zhou Xuan!"

Borrowing strength and unloading strength, ordinary warriors can do it, but there is only one person who can use it to the extreme, and that is Zhou Xuan!
"Zhou Xuan!"

Hearing this name, Wei Feng's face changed suddenly, he couldn't help but gasped, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes!
(End of this chapter)