In the stands, some people stood up in surprise, staring at the scene on the competition stage with wide eyes in disbelief.
Gu Fenghua is a Dharma sage, a 15-year-old Dharma sage? ! ! No, it is said that Gu Fenghua's fifteenth birthday has not yet come. So Gu Fenghua is a Dharma Saint who is under fifteen years old?
When was the last Dharma saint under the age of fifteen?
It was more than a thousand years ago!
As Gu Fenghua's opponent, Fan Anbing is the one who can clearly feel the opponent's strength. His red eyes were also lost for a moment at this moment.
Although it seems that there is only one step difference between the first rank of Fasheng and the ninth rank of Dou Sheng, this is a qualitative dividing line, a gap at all.
So no one was surprised when Gu Fenghua knocked Fan Anbing to the ground with his sword. Everyone was amazed at Gu Fenghua's strength, it turned out to be so strong!
Is this a weak chicken?
Is this trash?
"Who said that Gu Fenghua couldn't cultivate and was a good-for-nothing?"
"This guy is a genius!"
"Let me just say, her four older brothers are all so powerful, how could she have no qualifications?"
"That's right, that's right. Look at Gu Fenghua, he's less than fifteen years old, he's a holy man."
Others looked at these people with blank eyes. They had all kinds of doubts just now, but now the wind has turned really fast, and they despise these people.
Jiang Ziyi stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, unable to recover for a while.
Zhu Xilin's face was also extremely ugly, he remembered that they had gone out of their way to provoke Gu Fenghua and the others. Now I feel my face hurts.
On the competition stage, Gu Fenghua looked at Fan Anbing who was knocked to the ground by his sword, and said very gently: "A man must have some dignity. You will fight to the last moment, right? Don't abstain."
After Gu Fenghua finished speaking, Fan Anbing's eyes turned even redder, so red that he was about to bleed. There was a lot of unwillingness and humiliation in my heart.
"Ah¡ª!" Fan Anbing got up, raised his head to the sky and screamed, brandished his long sword, and stabbed fiercely at Gu Fenghua.
Gu Fenghua's sword was an understatement, and Fan Anbing was knocked down again. Before Fan Anbing got up, Gu Fenghua made another sword strike, and Fan Anbing rolled twice on the ground. Gu Fenghua jumped lightly, stood on the other side, swung his sword again, Fan Anbing was hit back like a ball.
Fan Anbing didn't have the slightest ability to fight back.
This is the essential difference between Dou Sheng and Fa Sheng, completely crushing.
"Let me think about how many ribs you broke Enen." Gu Fenghua thought about it seriously, and then smiled softly, "Five, then I'll break you three more, to make an auspicious number."
The sound of crackling can be heard endlessly, it is the sound of bones breaking.
There was no sound in the surroundings for an instant, and there was a dead silence. Everyone watched Gu Fenghua on the stage, breaking his opponent's ribs one by one.
Such a cruel thing, but the delicate girl on the stage always had a smile on her face, such a beautiful and pure smile.
Makes people shudder.
"This is just the beginning, I hope you don't cry and abstain from the vote at the beginning." Gu Fenghua returned Fan Anbing's previous words to him intact.
Fan Anbing's eyes widened suddenly, and he wanted to say something, but he could only make a voice of unwillingness.
The vests of the people around were cold.
Everyone heard what Fan Anbing said before, and they heard it clearly. And now, they could hear Gu Fenghua's words clearly!
Because of this, the way everyone looked at Gu Fenghua changed, with fear in their eyes.
This, this is not a harmless little white flower, this is clearly a cannibal flower!
At this time, everyone understood that there was no suspense in this game.
In the stands, only Ran Hongxue was still smiling. Wei Haiyun's face was a little ugly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com