Chapter 113 One move

Naturally, the test cannot be completed in one day. After all, with tens of thousands of people, it is not a small scene. Therefore, the second step of selection was postponed until the afternoon of the next day, when the second step of selection began.

The second step of selection is also the final selection. It is absolutely cruel. Even if the level of Wu Yuan purity is qualified, most of the thousands of people will still have to be eliminated. Therefore, just if Wu Yuan purity is qualified

, without strength, it is just empty talk.

In the square, Fengyue Academy has temporarily built several arenas, all of which are made of solid wood. Even a martial artist's full blow can only leave a mark on them. Therefore, when used for the selection of new students, the academy

Naturally, there is no need to worry about the arena collapsing.

And, in the distance, a lot of people gathered to watch the selection of Fengyue Academy from a distance. Such a grand event only happens once a year. How can you miss it?

What's more, many powerful people are waiting for the end to win over some eliminated young people. After all, Wu Yuan can reach the low level, which is already very good, and his future achievements will never be too low. Such people are used to

There is nothing better than enriching the family's military strength.

On the scene, there are several teams divided by age. In front of each team, there is an arena. This is why Fengyue Academy divides them like this for the sake of fairness. Otherwise, there will be great unfairness in terms of age.

As for Feng Hao, he was naturally assigned to the fourteen-year-old team. There were not many people, only about one or two hundred, and the team with the largest number of people was naturally those over sixteen years old.

Looking at the young faces around him, Feng Hao couldn't help but shake his head gently.

My own character seems to have broken away from my current age.

Feng Hao couldn't help but sigh.

He could clearly see the nervousness and fear on the faces of the young people around him, and he couldn't help but feel amused by this.

The flowers in the greenhouse really cannot withstand the wind and rain!

Although he was also fourteen years old, what Feng Hao experienced was definitely not what they could have imagined!

A middle-aged tutor slowly walked over and stood in front of Feng Hao's team. He glanced at the group of teenagers in front of him with a serious face and looked at their different expressions. The tutor didn't show anything.

"Being able to stand here means that you are excellent!"

He preached loudly, and his voice echoed through every corner of the team. After a pause, he continued, "However, our Fengyue Academy only needs outstanding elites. If you are an elite, then show your strength to prove it.

Everyone must knock down one opponent to be qualified!"

"Do you understand?!"

"Understood!"

Excited voices rose to the sky, the young people's blood boiled with excitement, their young faces were full of excitement, and all their panic immediately disappeared.

No one would admit that he is a waste, especially these young men with high Wu Yuan purity. Most of those present are famous in one place and are arrogant. It is naturally inevitable.

If nothing else, just fight for the pride in your heart!

Feng Hao, who was in the crowd, naturally saw the transformation of the teenagers around him, and immediately admired this mentor.

This is not something that ordinary people can do. Such a sensational person will definitely be an extremely terrifying character once placed on the battlefield!

This made Feng Hao sigh, this Fengyue Academy is indeed a place where all kinds of talents come out!

"If you defeat one person, doesn't that mean you eliminate half of them?"

Feng Hao groaned softly, but did not take this to heart. According to Hua Yuntian, he struck with all his strength, and even the great martial arts masters could not resist it. It was really too bullying to deal with people of this age.

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Then, the instructor began to call names, and pairs of young men walked up. When they came down, one was happy and the other was worried.

Feng Hao stood in the team, squinting his eyes and casually watching the activities on several stages. After watching for a while, he couldn't help but closed his eyes in boredom and took a nap to rest his mind.

In his eyes, these young men's martial arts or control abilities were extremely crude. Looking at them further, it was just a waste of energy.

After all, he already possesses two top-level martial arts, so naturally he will not be interested in martial arts below the Xuan level.

And he came to Fengyue Academy for two purposes. First, to defeat Yunying, and second, to find some simple and practical martial arts. After all, whether it is Thunder Fist or Thunder Slash, although it is extremely powerful,

, which consumes a lot of martial energy. If you are on the battlefield, once the martial energy is exhausted, it will be disastrous.

"Feng Hao, Shen Yun!"

Hearing the call, Feng Hao opened his eyes, shook his body slightly, and walked towards the ring. As he entered the ring, a slightly fat young man in gorgeous clothes also followed closely and came close to him.

Feng Hao's side lowered his voice and said, "Hey, if you lose to me on purpose later, how about I compensate you with 100,000 gold coins?"

"Oh!"

Hearing this, Feng Hao couldn't help but feel happy. He glanced at the little fat man coldly, swung his sleeves slightly, and walked onto the stage.

"you!..."

Originally, this young man named Shen Yun wanted to lure Feng Hao with benefits when he saw that Feng Hao was wearing very simple clothes. Who knows, Feng Hao ignored him at all. In an instant, his face became a little ugly, and his eyes

Looking at Feng Hao's back viciously, he gritted his teeth and followed.

"start!"

Seeing the two of them already standing on the ring, the middle-aged mentor shouted.

"I'll make you look good!"

Shen Yun's eyes were full of ferociousness, and he gritted his teeth and threatened Feng Hao.

"Yeah!"

Feng Hao chuckled softly, looked at him with a joking face, slowly stretched out his palm and raised a finger.

Shen Yun was stunned for a moment, then shouted softly, "It's too late now!" Then he rushed towards Feng Hao with a look of evil on his face.

Emotionally, he thought Feng Hao had gone back on his word.

Until he was close, Feng Hao didn't make the slightest move. A joyful grin appeared on his face, he raised his fist and shouted loudly, "Go to hell!"

"Crack!"

The fist fell into the palm of a hand, and the ring fell silent.

"You...you..."

Shen Yun struggled, his slightly fat face was dripping with sweat, and his pupils were full of shock.

"You thought wrong."

Feng Hao looked at him indifferently, shook his head, and then said slowly, "What I said is, I can kill you with one move!"

As he spoke, he slowly exerted force on his palms. The pain from his palms made Shen Yun's face twist in pain, and he screamed like a slaughtering pig, "I surrender! I surrender!"

His sudden cry immediately aroused some surprised glances.

In this arena, he is the first to take the initiative to admit defeat!

"Chi!"

With a chuckle, Feng Hao pushed him, ignored him, and walked off the stage.

He wouldn't take this kind of person seriously at all.
Chapter completed!