Chapter 131: Victory in the first battle
Zhao Tian looked up at the huge palm print and slapped it, without any movement, just maintaining the hand of the seal to maintain the spiritual power output. To the disciples around him, he seemed to be frightened stupid. But Han Yi, who had fought against Zhao Tian, naturally knew his methods, and the shield inspired by the word trick would definitely not be so simple.
The next moment, Han Yi's conjecture was verified, and the flame cloud palm bombarded the wooden shield and burned fiercely, and the fire energy exploded one after another, but the wooden shield did not suffer the slightest damage. The old student in the distance saw this scene, and his face became gloomy. Is this kid pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?
The firelight dissipated, and the wooden shield stood in front of Zhao Tian without change.
"It's my turn. Zhao Tian's handprint changed suddenly, his ten fingers flew, and the green light spread out under the ground, "Soldier word trick, edict." ”
As the words fell, thousands of vines grew wildly from the ground, occupying almost the entire space of the ring. When the old student saw this scene, his face turned pale, and he swallowed with difficulty.
Zhao Tian smiled and waved his hand. Boom, those vines burst one after another, and the sawdust condensed into pale green spikes and shot down overwhelmingly, and the old student looked up, as if the sky had suddenly darkened for a moment at this moment.
"I throw in the towel. The old man shouted in panic, and the elder outside the formation light curtain instantly appeared in front of him, raised his hand and pressed it weakly, and a layer of condensed spiritual power light curtain opened, blocking those spikes that shot out.
The elder glanced at Zhao Tian, his eyes were surprised, the power contained in the attack just now was actually able to shake the defense he had formed, it could be seen that Zhao Tian's strength was by no means ordinary.
"Zhao Tiansheng. He announced lightly, the old student behind him was full of shame, before he was self-righteous to let Zhao Tian admit defeat, but he didn't realize that he was not someone's opponent at all, and secretly said a pervert, and the old student swept off the ring.
"Next, number 087. ”
Han Yi walked out of the crowd with a heavy sword on his back, and his feet swept into the formation light curtain and landed in the ring, and the next moment, a blue-robed figure entered the ring at a very fast speed, standing opposite and looking at Han Yi with a smile on his face.
"Exchange names. ”
"Han Yi. ”
"Yang Lie. ”
"Let's get started. ”
Yang Lie looked at Han Yi with interest, his gaze lingering on the heavy sword on his back.
"It seems that the junior disciple seems to be cultivating the body refining spirit technique. With such a heavy sword, your strength will probably be terrifying. Yang Lie smiled, "But I am cultivating the Wind Attribute Spirit Technique, and I am good at speed, although we have the same cultivation, but I think it should be me who wins this game." ”
"You talk so much nonsense, you always have to fight to know if you win or lose. Han Yi didn't draw his sword, but just took a light step with his left foot and began to accumulate strength. The Kui Long Jue and the Dragon Elephant Overlord Body Jue rotated at the same time, and the terrifying power poured out little by little.
Han Yi retorted like this, Yang Lie's face became not very good-looking, he had always been good at analysis, and he had never made a mistake before, he never thought that he would be deflated by a young freshman today.
"In that case, let me see what you're capable of. Yang Lie's words fell, his body turned sharply, and he became uncertain, "How is it, do you still have that confidence now?" He suddenly appeared behind Han Yi and sneered.
"Self-righteous. Han Yi said coldly, the power under his feet exploded, and instantly turned into a white shadow and disappeared in place, Yang Lie's palm fell into the air, and his face changed, this speed was not inferior to him at all.
Whew, the sound of breaking the air sounded in his ears, Yang Lie immediately launched his body, the blue light flashed, disappeared, Han Yixuan's kick also missed, his figure swept out in the other direction, caught up with Yang Lie's figure, and punched.
So fast. Yang Lie's pupils constricted, and before he could react, Han Yi's fist had already arrived in front of him.
He swiped his palm in the air, and the blue light condensed into a whirlpool, like a tornado storm. Han Yi's fist slammed straight down under the black spiritual power, and the whirlpool burst open, and Yang Lie used his strength to retreat sharply.
Han Yi's feet erupted again, and the white shadow flashed, and his face once again appeared in the opponent's eyes. How is it possible? Yang Lie's face was full of disbelief.
He pinched his hands together, and hundreds of cyan wind blades appeared around him, shooting towards Han Yi. There was a whirring sound in the air, and those wind blades had almost sealed all of Han Yi's dodging routes.
"Crushed. ”
Han Yi drank coldly, and his fist slammed out, and the disciples who were watching at such a fast speed could only see a shadow, the air roared, and the terrifying fist wind rose from the ground, and those wind blades that shot burst under the fist wind. Only dozens of Dao broke through the obstacle after the fist wind weakened and came to Han Yi's eyes, he smashed the wind blade with a punch that he didn't dodge, and looked up at that Yang Lie, his black face was extremely dangerous in Yang Lie's eyes.
"You're very good, so let's decide the winner with one move. After Yang Lie finished speaking, he formed several seals, and his hands were pulled apart again in front of him, and an extremely condensed huge wind blade appeared, with a deep color, "Storm Blade, slash." ”
As soon as Han Yi grasped the hilt of the heavy sword, Qiang, spiritual power was continuously injected into the sword body, without a trace of escape, and it seemed that even the breath fluctuations had disappeared. He couldn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, but Yang Lie actually felt a strong sense of danger in his heart.
"The sword of breaking the mountain, a sword to open the mountain. ”
He swung his sword and slashed down, and a white sword shadow flew out in an instant. The huge cyan wind blade and the white sword shadow slashed, and they were silently cut apart, and the spiritual power dissipated. The sword shadow came to the top of Yang Lie's head in a flash, silently, but extremely dangerous.
A fist shadow flew and shattered the sword shadow. Yang Lie's face was pale, and he felt a kind of happiness for the rest of his life.
"Han Yisheng. The elder announced.
After getting out of the ring, Ji Xuanyou greeted him, looked at Han Yi and said with a smile: "Brother Han, congratulations." ”
"It's too early to congratulate. Han Yi shook his head and said.
"Hurry up, let's go, Li Huang is on the field, and his battle can't be missed. There was an old student next to him, and several people hurried by.
“090。 The elder in the ring shouted on the other side.
"Brother Han, it's my turn. ”
"I wish you your first victory. ”
"Borrow Brother Han's auspicious words. Ji Xuanyou smiled, and as soon as his figure spread, he swept to the ring, looked at a young man about twenty years old opposite him, and arched his hand, "Ji Xuanyou, please give me advice." ”
"Tian Yu. "The youth also gave up.
"Let's go. ”
After the elder finished speaking, the two of them released their breath at the same time, and Ji Xuanyou attacked first, sending out dozens of silver palm prints in a row. Tian Yu on the opposite side drew his knife and slashed, the golden sword light was sharp and terrifying, and all those palm prints were split in half, and they collapsed and disappeared.
"Late stage of the Spirit Sect. Sensing Ji Xuanyou's cultivation, Han Yi was shocked, you must know that more than three months ago, he was still the same late-stage spiritual master cultivation as himself, and now he has directly broken through to the late stage of the Spirit Sect, which is simply impossible. He was able to have the cultivation realm of the middle stage of the Spirit Sect now, and he was also helped by the power of the Xuan Spirit Fruit and the Fire Essence, otherwise it would only be the early stage of the Spirit Sect cultivation now.
It seems that he should have had some adventure when he went out this time. ”
In the ring, Tian Yu flew up, slashed from the air, and the sharp sword struck Ji Xuanyou. Ji Xuan's body method is weird, and those swords can't lock his figure at all. In the light curtain of the formation, the palm prints of the sword and the mangs were flying, and the battle was fierce.
"The golden knife slashes the sea. ”
After fighting fiercely for half an hour, Tian Yu finally stopped leaving his hand, and the spiritual power continued to pour into the long knife, slashing down. A golden sword rays of more than 100 meters fell from the sky, with an extremely fierce aura.
In the face of such a terrible knife, Ji Xuanyou's face was still calm, his palm drew a strange trajectory in the air, and he quickly struck out with a palm.
The spiritual power condensed in the palm of his hand burst out instantly, a huge palm print of tens of meters was shot out, and the two attacks collided together, and the golden sword was shattered in an instant, and the palm print came to Tian Yu in a flash and hit his body.
"Poof. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and shot it backwards, unable to fight again.
"Ji Xuan is victorious. ”
"You see, Li Huang and Situ Feng are both on the field. ”
When Han Yi heard this, he turned his head to see that in the two rings in the east, Li Huang and Situ Feng were facing an old student with a deep cultivation, and the two old students had a bitter face, and secretly said in their hearts that they were unlucky, and they actually got the same number as these two.
"Please give me advice. The two old students didn't intend to admit defeat and gave up.
Situ Feng smiled and returned the salute.
"Please help. ”
The old student on the opposite side took a deep breath, his eyes became resolute, and all the spiritual power in his body was mobilized. In the face of Situ Feng, he didn't dare to be careless, that was the third-ranked existence in the foreign government, no, now, it was already ranked second, he was very clear about the gap between himself and Situ Feng, and he also knew that he only had one chance to make a move, so he had to go all out.
He raised his hand, and the surging spiritual power gathered in it, and he stepped and swung his fist. Hum, a huge fist mark of tens of meters flew out in an instant and came to Situ Feng. That fist mark was extremely condensed, and the amber aura was as thick as a mountain.
"This punch, not bad. Situ Feng said lightly, raised his hand and patted it gently, a purple aura flashed between his palms, and the fist mark stopped in front of his palm, and he could no longer move an inch, and the next moment it collapsed.
It's so strong, Han Yi's pupils shrank slightly. Lao Sheng's all-out punch was obviously using his strongest spiritual skill, but it was insignificant in front of Situ Feng, they were both peak cultivators in the late stage of the Spirit Sect, and the difference in strength between them was so huge, it was incredible.
"I throw in the towel. "Lao Sheng no longer has the idea of asking Situ Feng for advice in his heart, although the two have the same cultivation, but they are not at the same level of existence at all.
Li Huang saw that Situ Feng had finished the game, and looked at the old student opposite him who seemed to be smiling, and that smile made the old student feel furious.
"Are you still going to make a move?"
"I'm ......" The old student swallowed and foamed with difficulty, and his body trembled imperceptibly, almost unable to withstand Li Huang's gaze.
"If you don't want to admit defeat, let's shoot. After Li Huang finished speaking, he took a step and sent out a punch in the air, the air fluctuated, and a fist suddenly came to the old student, so fast that it was almost impossible to react.