Zhang Qihong did not use a killer move, but was playing with Zhang Ning bit by bit.

Many fans at the scene were already cheering, and in their opinion, Zhang Ning had no hope of winning.

Bang!

Another blow was a confrontation, and both sides took a few steps back. Zhang Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. During these confrontations, Zhang Qihong seemed not to use all his strength, but only Zhang Ning knew in his heart that he was using hidden power.

"Boy, you can resist." Zhang Qihong's face gradually darkened. He thought that he could directly beat Zhang Ning out of the field with secret force, but he didn't expect that Zhang Ning had a lot of fighting skills.

"Seeing that you are in such pain, why don't I give you a countermeasure?" Zhang Qihong put his hands on his hips, obviously not taking this duel to heart. Every move he showed was obviously cynical.

"Give up on your own initiative, it will be good for you and me."

Zhang Ning gasped, stared at Zhang Qihong tightly, and said with a reluctance: "Dream in the daytime!" After that, he took the initiative to attack.

The superpower core on his body was much dimmed, but it did not affect Zhang Ning's attack at all. A superpower thunder shot out from his fingers.

Because the distance is too close and Zhang Qihong does not have any defensive equipment, this supernatural ability hit Zhang Qihong directly.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the scene was in an uproar. Who would have thought that Zhang Ning, as a weak side, could injure Zhang Qihong, who was a seven-star star with his own abilities.

"Boy, I'm looking for death!" Zhang Qihong was a person who wanted to save face. His eyes were staring at Zhang Ning fiercely. The pain came from his body, making him want to torture Zhang Ning to death more and more.

"Now that guy named Zhang Ning is over."

"Yes, looking at Zhang Qihong's eyes and the aura emitted from his body completely burst out the strength of the Seven Stars."

"It's so shameless. The other party is just a six-star psychic, but he uses his seven-star strength to bully people, isn't this bullying?"

There were constant discussions on the spot, and Wei Dayong and Zuoran looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. After all, the gap in strength is huge, just try their best.

Zhang Qihong's whole body turned red, and the red light gradually wrapped around his body, and a fiery red mark appeared between his eyebrows!

Wow!

"This is!" "Zhang Qihong's unique secret!" The two young men behind Wei Dayong kept explaining.

"Boy, even if I beg for mercy now, I won't let you go easily." After saying that, my whole red body suddenly jumped up.

A fireball appeared vaguely between his palms. Zhang Ning was shocked and quickly mobilized his superpowers on his fists.

Zhang Qihong stood in the air, and the fireball in his palms suddenly threw it towards Zhang Ning! The fireball was so fast that Zhang Ning had to quickly use his fist wind to catch it, and he punched it out. He was shocked to find that his attack did not stop the fireball at all.

Puff!

The fireball hit Zhang Ning, and Zhang Ning felt his throat sweet and blood could not help but squirt out.

“This game is over.”

"The person who faced off with Zhang Qihong seems to be called Zhang Ning."

"I am quite persevering and courageous. Facing a cruel and ruthless character like Zhang Qihong, I did not surrender."

When everyone on the scene thought the game was over, Zhang Ning stood up staggeringly in the face of many shocked gazes.

"Ahem!" Zhang Ning smiled slightly, pointed at Zhang Qihong, and said, "Do you have the only ability? The Seven-Star Supernatural Powers are just like this."

"Good boy, his mouth is very powerful!" Zhang Qihong was so angry that he was itchy. A mere six-star psychic man forced himself to use secrets to attack. The most ridiculous thing was that the other party stood up arrogantly and couldn't say that. This was undoubtedly the most fatal to Zhang Qihong, who loves to save face.

"Take me another move!" Zhang Qihong condensed two more fireballs and smashed them on Zhang Ning frantically.

Bang! Bang!

Another mouthful of blood was spurting out, and Zhang Ning's shaking body refused to fall down.

Wei Dayong and Zuoran looked anxiously at the shaking body in the venue. Zhang Ning won everyone's recognition at this moment. With super perseverance and never giving in, everyone actually scolded Zhang Qihong one after another.

"This fool!" Zuoran's anxious tears kept spinning in the corners of his eyes. Wei Dayong even clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said angrily: "That Zhang Qihong is really good at it."

Hearing many insults, Zhang Qihong glared at the audience, but had no choice but to extricate all his anger on Zhang Ning.

This time was different from before, I saw that the fireballs in Zhang Qihong's hand kept getting bigger, which was much larger than the small fireballs before.

"This is to take Zhang Ning's life!" "Zhang Qihong is so vicious!" There were many different opinions on the scene.

Zhang Qihong's mouth raised slightly, and in a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said softly: "Go to die." The fireball suddenly shot out, and the space around him fluctuated a little!

Until this moment, Zhang Ning's eyes still had no sign of surrender.

The huge fireball rapidly dilated in his pupils, closed his eyes, and Zhang Ning felt a sense of peace in his heart, "Is this the tranquility when death comes?"

But after waiting for a long time, I still couldn't feel the pain of being hit by the fireball. The screams at the scene were a lot, are you illusions? Zhang Ning slowly opened his eyes, and the outline of a figure caught his eye.

This back that was blocking his body became clearer and clearer, "Brother Jiamin!"

The audience screamed continuously, and Wei Dayong and Zuoran stood up excitedly one after another. When they looked closely, they were indeed Mao Jiamin who was rushing to the scene!

Mao Jiamin was holding the flying fireball in one hand and holding the other hand behind him. For a moment, many female students in the audience were stunned.

"I'm finally here, don't fight like this in the future." A faint voice came, which made Zhang Ning feel refreshed.

Zhang Qihong was about to succeed, but who would have thought that Mao Jiamin would come out halfway, and laughed angrily, saying, "Okay, Mao Jiamin, it's a trial competition now, you're not taking the game seriously!"

Mao Jiamin smiled indifferently, then shook his hand and threw the fireball at Zhang Qihong, saying, "The selection match is over, but you are determined to kill."

Seeing the fireball rushing towards him, he had to bow and dodge. He had now fallen to the ground, who had originally stood in the air.

"I can't tell his strength!" Zhang Qihong frowned slightly. He had been using a trace of supernatural power to test Mao Jiamin's current strength.

Mao Jiamin never paid any attention to his temptation. He used the technique of thought to cover his whole body from the beginning, in order to make the other party confused.

"I admit defeat." Zhang Ning was very happy to see Mao Jiamin coming, but the energy in his heart was relieved and he felt weak. He had no strength on his body, and his eyes were dizzy and he quickly fainted.
Chapter completed!