"Haha, that D-class mercenary, you run out of luck."

"Meet a level A Yunfeng, tsk, this luck..."

Under the ring, many mercenaries laughed.

"Swish"!

He is worthy of being a Class A mercenary and has no nonsense, and he instantly attacks Ye Wanwan.

Almost instantly, Ye Wanwan entered a state of selflessness. Yun Feng's skill, as fast as thunder, finally slowed down in Ye Wanwan's eyes.

Swish!

Almost in an instant, Ye Wanwan condensed all her strength into her palm, carrying a majestic momentum, and blasted towards Yun Feng with a palm.

"Old Gong's Great Compassion Palm?!"

Feeling the power of Ye Wanwan's palm, even Yun Feng, who is a A-level mercenary, was shocked.

The Great Compassion Palm is the original unique skill of Mr. Gong and has never been passed down to outsiders!

Boom!

With a loud bang, the two palms faced each other.

The next second, Yun Feng frowned deeply, his figure was not stable, and he took a few steps back.

At this moment, the whole audience was shocked.

Especially some senior figures looked sideways from the VIP seat and looked at Ye Wanwan.

The mercenary who thought Ye Wanwan had used all his strength before, his smile froze on his face.

A-level mercenary Yun Feng was repelled by the D-level mercenary?!

Seeing this, Meng Ke's lips rose slightly beside Elder Lei He: "No wonder she has the courage to participate. It turns out that she has learned the Great Compassion Palm of Old Gong. No wonder Old Gong would accept a D-level mercenary. I am afraid that Old Gong would have had contact with her for a long time, and at least a few years ago, he taught the Great Compassion Palm to her."

However, this is good. If Ye Wanwan is defeated, how can she kill her on the thunder arena?

Nie Linglong closed her eyes from beginning to end, as if she couldn't raise any interest in the off-field competition.

...

"What……"

At the other side of the VIP seat, Mr. Gong suddenly stood up, looking at Ye Wanwan in a difficult time.

"Master, your Great Compassion Palm... has only been two days..." The second senior brother Jian Hu spoke in surprise.

Hearing the sound, Ji Xiuran smiled slightly and did not say much.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with sending Ye Wanwan to Chiyan Academy... I hope Nie Wuyou's memory will gradually recover and awaken.

"How is it possible..." Old Gong stared at Ye Wanwan, incredible.

In just two days, Ye Wanwan integrated his Great Compassion Palm, from form to spirit, and what Mr. Gong originally set for Ye Wanwan for three years...

Even Nie Wuyou took a whole year to fully learn the Great Compassion Palm...

Nie Wuyou used it for a year, and his disciple Ye Wanwan... took it for two days...

Mr. Gong was a little dull.

...

"Bang"!

There was another loud bang, and cold sweat oozed from Yun Feng's forehead above the ring.

Great Compassion is both good at both offense and defense, and he cannot get close to him at all...

In the end, Yun Feng gritted his teeth. He could not break the Great Compassion Palm at all. He could only hold his fists and said, "Junior Sister Ye is amazing, I admit defeat."

As Yun Feng finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar.

A Class A mercenary actually gave up on a Class D mercenary...

After the referee announced the result, before Ye Wanwan could come to an end, the referee drew Ye Wanwan again, and the opponent was a B-level mercenary.

"Damn..."

The B-level mercenary looked at Ye Wanwan with a embarrassed look on his face: "So unlucky... Yun Feng gave up... How can I fight?!"

Before Ye Wanwan could speak, the B-class mercenaries shook their heads: "You are awesome, I admit defeat!"

The B-level mercenary left the arena without looking back.

...

"No. 4 Jianhu, No. 1o Mengtian."

Jianhu, the second disciple of Gong Lao.

Meng Tian, ​​the second disciple of Elder Lei He.
Chapter completed!