He's War God

0Ang Zihao did not think that his opponent would dare to get close to him. He subconsciously chose to use his strongest attack.    

    

He used one of his legs as the fulcrum, and his body rotated 360 degrees. He gathered all the strength in his body and swung his other leg over. He was like a dragon that had gone out to sea.    

    

"Whirlwind Kick!"    

    

Shen Qingfeng narrowed his eyes. His body danced like a fierce wind, and he actually did the same thing.    

    

"Whirlwind Kick!"    

    

The two Flood Dragons collided in the air, and a huge explosion was heard.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

Amidst the explosion, there was a slight sound that was like bone cracking, but it was ignored by most people.    

    

After the strike, Shen Qingfeng did not move at all. Ang Zihao took three big steps back. His face was pale, and beads of sweat were left on his forehead.    

    

He lowered his head and cautiously guarded against Shen Qingfeng's attack. However, one of his legs did not listen to him and was trembling slightly.    

    

His leg was fractured!    

    

He felt that he had hit the hardest rock in that strike just now. He could not understand how a person's body could be so hard!    

    

"You... Where did you learn martial arts..."    

    

Ang Zihao asked in a threatening manner. He had to reevaluate the handsome boy in front of him. He looked harmless, but he was a very difficult person to deal with.    

    

"What? Are you afraid? As long as you agree to my suggestion, I can let you go today."    

    

"A puny little Covert Power martial artist, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth?"    

    

Shen Qingfeng's words caused Ang Zihao's pupils to shrink.    

    

How did this guy know that he was a Covert Power martial artist? One must know that he had just broken through recently, and even his family did not know about it!    

    

For some reason, the unknown danger caused his heart to fiercely beat.    

    

Could it be that... Shen Qingfeng was also a warrior of Covert Power?    

    

No, this was impossible!    

    

How could the other party have the qualifications to practice martial arts? Wasn't he a poor student who couldn't even afford to study?    

    

Ang Zihao couldn't accept his own failure. While his mind was in a mess, Shen Qingfeng had already walked towards him step by step.    

    

"Sigh! Why did he have to do this? I relied on my red background to bully others. I didn't expect to meet an even more ruthless character. This time, I'm afraid I won't be able to settle this peacefully. "    

    

Zhao Wenbo watched the battle from outside the arena and couldn't help but sigh.    

    

He still had some martial arts skills. He could clearly see who was better and who was worse. Ang Zihao's Whirlwind Kick was a continuous skill, but it was broken by the opponent with the same move.    

    

Shen Qingfeng was an unfathomable person. He absolutely could not be on bad terms with him!    

    

In Zhao Wenbo's eyes, Shen Qingfeng's danger had increased once again. He did not want to be targeted by such a terrifying existence. He did not even care about the red disciples!    

    

As Shen Qingfeng continued to approach, Ang Zihao's expression became more and more unpleasant.    

    

Only by fighting with him could one know how terrifying this man was. That aura was like an abyss, and one couldn't look straight at it!    

    

Damn it! What realm was he at? Was he at the peak of Covert Power?    

    

Ang Zihao could not even guess the true realm of his opponent. He did not dare to think about the realm above Covert Power. After all, Shen Qingfeng was so young. Even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, he would not have such a high cultivation base!    

    

"You... Don't come over!"    

    

The terrifying pressure almost made Ang Zihao's mind collapse. His face became paler and paler. His eyes were filled with blood. He had retreated to the edge of the arena and had no way to retreat!    

    

His opponent's body was clearly full of flaws, but he had a feeling that he could not attack. No matter how he calculated, he was the one who lost!    

    

"Ang Zihao..."    

    

The girls outside the arena also felt that something was wrong. They looked at the situation on the stage worriedly, and their hearts were in their throats.    

    

"Hmph! Stubborn!"    

    

Shen Qingfeng had already given him a chance, but he didn't know how to cherish it.    

    

He lunged forward, his body flying like a flood dragon. A whirlwind kick landed on Ang Zihao's shoulder.    

    

"Puff!"    

    

Ang Zihao flew in the air and spat out a mouthful of blood. He crashed into the wall of the dojo ten meters away and fell to the ground.    

    

Zhao Wenbo's eyelids jumped when he saw this. He muttered to himself, Did this guy kill him?    

    

Shen Qingfeng strode over and picked him up without caring about Ang Zihao's injuries.    

    

"Remember what I told you just now. If you can't do it, I will beat you up every time I see you."    

    

"I, Shen Qingfeng, will keep my word!"    

    

Once he let go of his hand, Ang Zihao collapsed to the ground like a dead dog. He had suffered a serious internal injury and many fractures. He could not speak anymore.    

    

Silence! This was the reaction of the Taekwondo club.    

    

"Wuwuwu... Are you the devil?!"    

    

"Wah..."    

    

After a full minute or so, a girl in a pink princess dress cried out loudly, and her tears fell like broken pearls.    

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The crying spread like a plague. Soon, the Taekwondo club was in a huddle, crying. That sad look was even worse than death of her mother.    

    

To them, Ang Zihao was their belief. He was like a high and mighty sun that they could not touch.    

    

But now, their belief had been shattered. Ang Zihao had been defeated!    

    

Shen Qingfeng's expression was cold. He ignored everyone's gazes and walked out with Jiang Muwan.    

    

Wherever he passed, everyone was like avoiding snakes and scorpions. Very quickly, a wide passageway was created.    

    

"Someone come quickly! Clean up the personnel!"    

    

"You, quickly get the driver to drive over."    

    

After Shen Qingfeng left, Zhao Wenbo and the others finally reacted. They called the school medical team to bring the stretcher over.    

    

Ang Zihao was badly injured and vomited blood. If they delayed treatment because they did not manage to save him in time, they were afraid that they would be punished in the future!    

    

The crying female students of the Taekwondo club, the busy school medical team, and the screaming association members were all in chaos.    

    

...    

    

The teachers of Halo Middle School all had their own offices and apartments. The environment was very comfortable.    

    

Zhou Peihan changed into a black formal dress. Under the short skirt, white stockings wrapped around her round thighs, making one's imagination run wild.    

    

Compared to last night, she was less charming and more gentle like water.    

    

She put down the stack of papers in her hand. On it were marked bright red marks, all of them around 95 points.    

    

She stretched out her hand and adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on her nose. Looking at the handsome young man in front of her, she suddenly felt a slight headache.    

    

She had to skip class, and she had not seen him for a few days. She had just returned for half a day and had already sent Ang Zihao to the hospital. She really did not want to worry about him!    

    

"Teacher, did my score meet your requirements? Can I freely use the rest of the time?"    

    

Shen Qingfeng knew very well how many points he could get. There were a few multiple-choice questions that he deliberately made a mistake. After all, it was too shocking to get full marks!    

    

Seeing the other party's obedient appearance, Zhou Peihan could not help but feel angry. She threw the stack of papers onto Shen Qingfeng.    

    

"Stinking brat, you are quite capable!"    

    

Her breathing was a little hurried, and the full mountain peak trembled as she bent her chest.