The poor little phoenix I picked up turned out to be the big boss behind it

Nan Qiongxi swept straight towards Sang Wu with a back kick, but from Sang Wu's perspective, his movements were also slowed down several times, but he dodged it with a sidestep.

Even after turning around, he directly raised his hand to greet her.

Nan Qiongxi was startled when she saw Sang Wu reacting so quickly. She stepped back repeatedly, pushed hard on the pillar of the fighting arena, and rolled in mid-air to avoid Sang Wu's palm.

Finally showed his true skills.

Sang Wu looked at Nan Qiongxi's movements and slightly curled his lips. He raised his feet a little on the ground, flashed behind him like a fleeting glimpse, and directly raised his legs to sweep across.

Nan Qiongxi felt a gust of wind blowing beside her, followed by a chill. She quickly turned around and raised her hand to block Sang Wu's leg.

His forearms were fighting against Sang Wu's calves. Looking at his trembling hands, his eyes were filled with surprise that his strength was not as strong as that of a junior high school student.

As the so-called layman watches the fun, the expert watches the doorway.

In the eyes of ordinary students, the two are fighting evenly, and the situation is getting more intense.

From Jun Qi's point of view, Sang Wu's state was obviously not yet showing his full strength, and he was more testing, as if he wanted to find out Nan Qiongxi's moves and see the gap between him and himself.

After confirming that Sang Wu could beat Nan Qiongxi, he was no longer worried. Instead, he watched the duel between the two with a critical eye. It turned out that even a lion couldn't beat their little bird.

"Come on, Young Master Nan, defeat him!"

"Sang Wu, hold on, you are the best!"

The fight was fierce on the stage, and there were no concessions off the stage. Yaoguang shouted that the next sentence must be answered by Yizhong, as if he was preparing to overwhelm his opponent in terms of momentum.

At this moment, the shouts and cheers from the audience could no longer reach Sang Wu's ears. All he could see now was Nan Qiongxi's movements and how he should take action next. It had been a long time since he had played so freely, and the more he played, the worse he got. Excited, playing more and more vigorously.

However, Nan Qiongxi gradually began to feel a little powerless against Sang Wu without the help of his own strength. When he saw the smile on Sang Wu's face, he doubted his initial judgment.

Is this kid not tired at all? Is this a power that ordinary humans can possess? Could he be the Tianshan Child Elder?

Seeing Nan Qiong Xizhong's fear, Sang Wu licked his fangs with the tip of his tongue. He had almost fully figured out his strength, so there was no more fun. It was better to end it early and take his brother back to the stand to rest.

The change in the expression in Sang Wu's eyes was naturally clearly seen by Nan Qiongxi. He swallowed his saliva and thought to himself that it was not good.

But before he could think about the reality, Sang Wu's figure had already rushed towards him, his figure was like the wind, completely different from before.

Nan Qiongxi's pupils were shocked, and he quickly crossed his hands in front of him to block, but Sang Wu's power this time made him unable to resist.

Sang Wu's toes hit the intersection of Nan Qiongxi's hands, causing him to slide backwards. The strong force prevented him from escaping until his back hit the pillar of the fighting arena and he could no longer move.

"I surrender."

Nan Qiongxi struggled to no avail, but finally looked at the referee and raised his hand to signal.

As soon as he heard those three words of surrender, Sang Wu also lowered his legs and directly stepped over the railing with one hand. Just as he was about to jump down, Jun Qi was already standing below and stretched out his hand.

"great."

His dark pupils were as quiet as the night, but only Sang Wu was reflected in his eyes, with gentle and gentle eyebrows and a slight smile.

Sang Wu jumped into Jun Qi's arms. Smelling the reassuring scent, the aggressive factor aroused by the previous confrontation instantly stopped.

It's like a child asking for credit from his parents: "I'll just say I'm great."

"Yeah." Jun Qi rubbed Sang Wu's head, "Awesome."

"Damn it, Xiao Sangwu, you are so awesome. You beat that guy so hard that he couldn't fight back."

Su You also jumped up to the two of them, with a look of amazement on his face. Although he knew that Sang Wu was not weak, he didn't know that he was so strong.

People in the fighting arena were all a little surprised after seeing Sang Wu defeat Nan Qiongxi. People in Yaoguang found it a bit incredible that their famous Nan Shao actually lost to a junior high school student, while people in No. [-] Middle School didn't expect it at all. Sang Wu was actually able to beat the opponent.

"Hey, um...your name is Sang Wu?"

Nan Qiongxi also jumped off the fighting stage. Although he was a little embarrassed after losing to someone younger than him, everyone admires strength, and he was no exception.

"Yes."

Sang Wu was not surprised when he saw Nan Qiongxi coming to look for him. He turned around and looked at him. In fact, he was still a little bit unsatisfied this time, because neither of them used their own spiritual power, and they were all punching to the flesh.

"Can we compete again next time?"

"Row."

Nan Qiongxi no longer worries about whether he is a human or a demon. Anyway, there will be another chance to compete in the future. Next time he will be stronger than this time.

After Sang Wu finished here, he was about to follow Jun Qi and Su You back to the stands. Jing Qi, who had followed them just now, had also watched the entire fight.

He stared at Sang Wu's back and thought deeply. He also knew Nan Qiongxi's strength. Compared with him, it might only be a little bit behind. However, he was easily suppressed by this child. His demon level must be higher than both of them. , could it be some ancient ferocious beast?

Just when Jing Qi was confused, he met Sang Wu's faint eyes, which made him feel so sharp.

He was sure that it was him who Sang Wu was looking at just now. Jing Qi silently looked away and looked back again after a while.

But he found that Sang Wu was already eating fruit with the two young men beside him, and now he looked like a teenager.

Without thinking any more, Jing Qi quickly walked back to his seat and sat down. They had to stay at school for the whole day anyway, so they were not in a hurry to observe this moment.

However, what no one noticed was that there was a man wearing a black hoodie sitting in the corner of the playground sunshade.

The upper half of his face was cast in shadow by the hat. His back was straight and his slightly pursed thin lips contained a sharp chill. If you look carefully, you can see that his eyes swept over Nan Qiongxi, Jing Qi, and... There are a few Sangwu people in the stands...

Without knowing what he felt, the man's figure disappeared instantly.

Sang Wu chewed the cherries fed to him by Jun Qi, but he noticed that a line of sight fell on him and then quickly disappeared. However, he searched the scene to no avail, so he returned his attention to Jun Qi.

At this time, the incident of a junior high school student from No. [-] Middle School defeating Nan Qiongxi had spread throughout most of the playground, and it also attracted more attention to Sang Wu. Many people came here to see Nan Qiongxi defeat them. Who is the less one?

However, due to Sang Wu's deliberate concealment, even if someone saw his face, the memory in their mind would become blurry after a while.