Chapter 15 Grasp and grasp day after day, the annual Magnolia City New Blood Contest is coming.

This so-called new blood competition, in fact, is the younger generation of several major families, less than 20 years of a competition, each participating family, is to come up with their own jackpot, the most after the winner of the champion, can receive the jackpot.

Of course, although the jackpot is expensive, the main purpose is to evaluate the strength of the next generation!

In the past ten days, Feng Hao's progress has been extremely impressive, and these ten days of work can definitely be compared to the previous years of penance.

And all this credit should be counted on the Tiger Movement Chapter, of course, there is also the Divine Pesticide Codex, both of which are indispensable.

These days, in addition to sleeping and eating, Feng Hao is cultivating, and on this day he is already at the peak of the fourth level of martial arts, and he is only one opportunity to break through the fifth level.

The second trend of the Tiger Movement Chapter, Feng Hao can barely grasp it, and the action will not be as difficult as before.

The sky is getting brighter, and under the red leaf tree, he is arching his body, like a fierce beast that may attack at any time, giving people a fierce visual impact.

"Whew"

The muscles in his body squirmed slowly, and his body shifted between prostrate and arched, and only a few times, he collapsed to the ground.

"Hey, hey!"

Feng Hao gasped, but his tired little face was full of joy, his mind turned, the medicinal properties spread, and he straightened up.

"Try it!"

His momentum was retracted, his muscles tensed, and he looked directly at the red leaf tree, his gaze was determined.

"Hah!"

The momentum was sudden, like a fierce beast bursting up and devouring people, and its fists were raised and smashed on the red leaf trees.

"Bang!"

Feng Hao took a few steps back, froze his body, and looked at the obvious fist mark on the tree, and a wave of ecstasy surged in his heart.

"It worked!"

Although he still can't master all of the Tiger Movement, with this punch just now, he believes that even a fifth-level martial artist will not be comfortable if he is hit.

"Wow!"

There was a commotion in the city, and Feng Hao turned around and walked quickly.

Everything he did just now was all to welcome today's arrival, he wanted to completely get rid of the title of mediocrity in front of everyone, and he wanted his father to straighten his waist and restore his former prestige!

In the center of Magnolia City, the ring has been set up early, and the planks and stakes are all built of extremely strong wood, and ordinary martial artists can't smash them, so they don't have to worry about breaking them at all.

Around the ring, the four major families each occupied one side, and those small forces could only be watched from a distance.

When Feng Hao arrived, there was already a sea of people here, but fortunately, these people knew him, a mediocre young master, and let him in, otherwise, I was afraid that if I squeezed in, I would be over.

Seeing Feng Hao coming, Feng Chen beckoned and motioned for him to stand beside him.

His arrival also attracted some attention from various families, but no more but ridicule and disdain.

In their opinion, a weak-crowned young man actually challenged the tutor of Fengyue Academy, which was not crazy, but must be stupid.

Yun Ying is so young, he is already a high-level martial artist, which means that his talent must be amazing, after three years, there is a possibility of being promoted to martial arts, a mediocre boy, what does he want to fight?

For these gazes, Feng Hao ignored them all, his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, but his fists were quietly clenched.

For so many years, he has spent his time under such a gaze, and today, he wants to change all that!

When the time came, the four heads of the family came to the stage at the same time, took out their jackpots, and said words to encourage the juniors, and then invited Ouyang Peng, who came out of the Accord, as a referee, to announce the start of the competition.

"Bang!"

A figure jumped onto the stage, standing upright, but also with some momentum.

It's Yang Kui!

"Feng Hao, do you dare to come up?!"

He stretched out a hand and pointed directly at Feng Hao's location.

Obviously, the incident in Fang City last time made him unforgettable, and he was always thinking about revenge, so he was the first to come to the stage in a hurry, and named him, wanting to humiliate Feng Hao.

"Why don't you dare?"

The pupils condensed slightly, and Feng Hao strode towards the ring.

And Feng Chen didn't dissuade him, he knew that Feng Hao's current cultivation was afraid that he had already surpassed Yang Kui!

"Humph!"

He snorted lightly, glancing at the teasing, mocking, and playful eyes around him, and he couldn't help but wonder if Feng Hao's performance in the ring would make these people's eyes fall out.

Feng Hao stepped into the ring step by step and stood in front of Yang Kui, and at this time, the eyes of the audience were also focused here.

"I must make you fall on your knees in front of me and pray!"

Yang Kui's face twitched, and he said fiercely, his tone was full of evil.

"Really?"

Feng Hao replied lightly, and a flash of disdain flashed in Bing Che's eyes.

"Let's go!"

With Ouyang Peng's order, Yang Kui moved.

"Die!"

He raised his fist, carrying all his strength, and smashed directly at Feng Hao's head, but Feng Hao stood in place, not moving at all, as if he was scared stupid.

Seeing this scene, many of the children of the Feng family closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, except for Feng Lie, the three masters of the family all showed a sense of mockery, but Ouyang Peng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils were full of deep doubts.

Because, he found that the former mediocre boy seemed to be different from before, and it seemed that he had changed from cowardice to self-confidence?

Where did he get his confidence?

When he was confused, Yang Kui's fist was already close to Feng Hao.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came from the ring.

"How is that possible?"

Yang Chong, the head of the Yang family, stood up directly and exhaled in surprise.

"Wow!"

Then there was a commotion in the audience.

The scene in front of him shook everyone's hearts.

Yang Kui, who had broken through the fourth-level martial apprentice early, smashed out his fist and was caught in the hands of the young man they had always called mediocre, which made everyone unwilling to believe their eyes at all.

"You!"

Sweat slid down Yang Kui's cheeks, one of his faces was flushed, and his expression changed from his previous arrogance to fear.

It's not that he doesn't want to struggle, it's not that he doesn't want to move, it's that he doesn't have the strength to move, and he feels that every time he gushes out, he will be randomly pinched away by that steely palm.

"Humph!"

With a flash of sharpness in his eyes, Feng Hao's palm began to slowly exert force, and Yang Kui's fist also made a piercing crisp sound.

"Ah!!h

Yang Kui couldn't bear the terrible screams anymore, and that kind of scream made everyone's hearts tremble.

As Feng Hao's palm slowly clenched, his cry became more tragic, like a pig being stabbed.

"Stop!

The corners of Yang Chong's mouth twitched, and he had no choice but to call out.

He knew that if he went down further, Yang Kui would be abolished.