God-level choice: Starting Contract Thunder General

Chapter 899: Fight at the slightest disagreement

As soon as Ye Ye said this, all the students became excited.

I didn't expect to see Ye Ye take action today! ? ?

Ye Ye, who won the world championship and started the trend of pursuing personal martial arts, was no different from a big boss in the eyes of these students.

In particular, many students are still fans of Ye Ye.

"Just hit us!"

Fan Long took a step forward. When it came to fighting, he really had never been defeated by his peers.

In the age of beast masters, humans could only awaken their talent as beast masters at the age of sixteen, which means they could only start practicing at the age of sixteen.

As a remnant of the Lingxiu Era, Fan Long had already started practicing at the age of ten through his special bloodline physique and the cultivation of magic techniques.

So in terms of training time, Fan Long crushed Ye Ye.

This point was even more vividly demonstrated after Fan Long came to this world.

Those students who had just awakened their talent as beast masters, who were only bronze, and would be silver if they were exhausted, were no match for Fan Long.

Seeing Fan Long's actions, Ye Ye didn't waste any time and directly entered the psychic possession mode.

"Don't say I bully you, I don't need a contract spirit."

Ye Ye said.

These ancient aristocratic families still have pride.

At least in the early days, the younger generation from ancient families had an absolute advantage.

For example, Leng Mingming, who has practiced martial arts since childhood, can rely on her own abilities to fight and even win against a platinum-level beast master who has four platinum-level contracted spirits.

And how old is Leng Mingming?

The World Championship brings together talents from all over the world. In the competition, there are only a few hundred beast masters who can reach the platinum level before the age of twenty-five.

To say that the ancient family is cheating is not just talk.

Yi Yeye estimated that Fan Long was at least at the gold level. It sounded ordinary, but when it appeared on a senior high school student, it was very scary.

Even the teachers at Dunhuang No. 1 Middle School may not have gold-level strength.

This is the basis of Fan Long's arrogance.

Unfortunately, he met Ye Ye.

A man who uses cheating to the fullest.

"I'll let you make the first move."

Looking at Fan Long, Ye Ye hooked his fingers.

When Fan Long saw Ye Ye was still provoking, he couldn't help it and rushed over.

Seeing that the two were about to start a fight if they disagreed, Sun Qing instinctively wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Li Yuan.

"Let's see first, let Fan Long suffer the loss."

When Sun Qing heard Li Yuan's voice, he had to give up.

While the two were talking, Fan Long and Ye Ye had already exchanged hands.

Fan Long was very fast. When he rushed over, his whole person turned into a shadow. A fiery red light suddenly appeared, and the rich fire element energy condensed. Fan Long's right fist turned into a flame shape and hit Ye Ye.

"too slow."

Ye Ye shook his head, turned slightly sideways and calmly dodged, and suddenly raised his right knee, hitting Fan Long directly in the lower abdomen.

A huge force came, and Fan Long was kicked eight or nine meters away. After he stood still, he looked at Ye Ye in disbelief.

Fan Long had never paid attention to something like the World Championship, which meant that he had never seen Ye Ye's fighting style.

The force brought by Ye Ye's knee collision was beyond his imagination, subverting his expectation of the weak physical fitness of the beast master.

Fan Long's attack failed, so he immediately adjusted his posture and charged forward again.

From the previous confrontation, Ye Ye also felt confident.

Fan Long's strength and reflexes were about the same as a gold-level spiritual beast. This was almost invincible among a group of students who only had bronze and couldn't support silver. No wonder he was so arrogant.

Even if it were a freshman like Lan Yunsheng who neglected his practice and was relatively lazy, he might not be able to beat Fan Long.

After all, he has been practicing for much longer than Ye Ye, Lan Yunsheng and others.

When Fan Long rushed over again, a weapon appeared in his hand, a spear that was more than two meters long. At this time, the spear was covered in flames.

"Fire Eagle Spear!"

Fan Long shouted violently, and the spear in his hand squirmed quickly, poking towards Ye Ye.

When he arrived in front of Ye Ye, the spear in Fan Long's hand actually poked out dozens of afterimages. The sound of the air being torn was like the cry of an eagle. The large coverage area made Ye Ye unable to avoid it.

"Do you still have skills?"

There was a bit of envy in Ye Ye's words. It was indeed a bit perverted to be able to draw skills directly from the spirit beads.

However, Fan Long was still a bit tender, and an attack of this level was just a tickle for Ye Ye.

Ye Ye raised his hand and waved, and Yuzhang's shield instantly appeared around him.

“Ding ding ding ding ding!!”

Dense and crisp sounds appeared on the playground.

The fire eagle gun and its afterimage hit the Yuzhang shield on Ye Ye's body, making a crisp metal collision sound.

But no matter how Fan Long attacked, Ye Ye stood still like a mountain. Fan Long tried so hard that his face turned red, and Yuzhang's shield was not broken, not even a ripple was caused by it.

"Have you beaten enough? It's my turn."

Ye Ye pointed his finger, and intense electric current condensed on Ye Ye's fingertips. The next moment, an electric beam with a diameter of two meters exploded, shooting out like an ion cannon, hitting Fan Long.

This is when Ye Ye stopped, it was just the simplest use of thunder elemental power.

But even so, the huge impact directly shattered Fan Long's self-confidence.

Fan Long kept waving his spear to defend against the sudden beam attack, but it didn't help.

A ravine five or six meters deep appeared on the ground. At the end of the ravine, Fan Long, whose body was charred, no longer looked as proud as before. His hair and eyebrows were singed, and he was half-kneeling on the ground with a gun in his right hand.