Chapter Seventy-Seven: Zhang Yuan's Anger
After Wang Ben saw the change in Zhang Yuan's eyes, he cautiously took a few steps back, at this moment Wang Ben has long lost the chic freedom he had at the beginning, Wang Ben knows that if he wants to win, he may also pay some price, and Zhang Yuan in front of him is not a mediocre person.
After Wang Ben took a few steps back, Zhang Yuan's blood-red eyes fell on Wang Ben's body, and his lips smiled slightly, Wang Ben, who was standing opposite, happened to see the blood on Zhang Yuan's lips, and the tip of his tongue spit lightly, rolling away the blood on his lips, and Zhang Yuan's face leaked a look of intoxication.
"You're a pervert, but that's the end of your promotion. After Wang Ben finished speaking, he bullied forward again, the soft sword in his hand shook violently, and the tip of the sword pointed to the big hole in front of Zhang Yuan, obviously Wang Ben at this moment wanted to seriously injure Zhang Yuan quickly, so as to end the competitive knockout match.
When Wang Ben's attack came again, two small black spots suddenly appeared in Zhang Yuan's blood-red eyes, like an abyss, making people sink into them unconsciously.
Wang Ben's body suddenly stopped, and the soft sword stretched forward with his right hand and fell straight on Zhang Yuan's body, but the tip of the sword did not pierce into Zhang Yuan's body, at the tip of the soft sword, I don't know when two fingers appeared, just before the soft sword pierced into the body, the tip of the sword was clamped, and the soft sword seemed to be like taking root in the flesh, and it was difficult to move a single bit.
For the situation in front of him, Wang Ben was a little surprised, it seems that at this moment he saw the most ridiculous thing in the world, in the competition between cultivators, he actually saw the scene in the martial arts novel, if he is not mistaken, Zhang Yuan's trick at this moment is called Lingxi One Finger, which is Lu Xiaofeng's kung fu in martial arts novels, not to mention whether this kind of kung fu really exists, even if it really exists, but it can only be done in the acquired realm, you must know that the soft sword in your hand at this moment is not extraordinarily iron, although it is not called a magic weapon, Lingbao can be counted, use the flesh mortal to clamp Lingbao, Wang Ben used to inform him that he thought it was a joke, but at this moment, Wang Ben just encountered such a joke.
"I don't believe your fingers will be harder than Lingbao!" After Wang Ben shouted, he entered some of the true yuan condensed in his body into the soft sword, and when the true yuan just entered the soft sword, a layer of misty energy appeared outside the soft sword, and Wang Ben also began to stab forward with strength.
The soft sword is extremely hard after being charged into the true yuan, so it will not bend easily at this moment, and as Wang Ben keeps pushing the sword forward, the soft sword also begins to move forward slowly.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan could no longer stop the advance of the soft sword, the soft sword passed through Zhang Yuan's two fingers as if rubbing between the pieces of iron, making a piercing sound, and the soft sword also pierced into Zhang Yuan's body inch by inch, but in the moment when Zhang Yuan just blocked, the direction pointed by the tip of the sword was no longer the acupoint in front of him, and it had already been moved away by Zhang Yuan, so although the soft sword had pierced into Zhang Yuan's body, it was not enough to kill.
Wang Ben watched the soft sword pierce Zhang Yuan's body, and a trace of a cruel smile leaked from his face, but Wang Ben did not stop exerting force, and even continued to increase his strength, hoping to bring more harm to Zhang Yuan.
Wang Ben pushed the soft sword and kept moving forward, and suddenly felt a loosening of his hand, and the soft sword directly entered Zhang Yuan's body, and Wang Ben directly leaned towards Zhang Yuan due to inertia, when Wang Ben was able to regain control of his body, the bodies of the two were already tightly together, and then Wang Ben felt a numbness in his arm, and unconsciously let go of the soft sword he was holding, followed by a sharp pain in the lower abdomen, and Wang Ben's body also fell backwards.
A carp stiffened, Wang Ben jumped up from the ground, looked at Zhang Yuan on the opposite side, at this moment Zhang Yuan's left palm actually suspended a copper coin, and the right hand clenched forward and stretched out, Wang Ben knew that it must be this copper coin that made him feel paralyzed, so he would let go of the soft sword in his hand, if he did not let go of the soft sword at that time but lightly slashed, Zhang Yuan at this moment must have been cut in half, but everything can only be Wang Ben's own obscenity.
The soft sword in Wang Ben's hand has stretched out from behind through Zhang Yuan's lower abdomen, and at the beginning, blood donation was like an injection, but after Zhang Yuan tightened his muscles, it was difficult for blood to flow out, but the clothes stained red by blood donation and Zhang Yuan's blood-red eyes made people feel even more terrifying.
"You've succeeded in provoking me off!" Zhang Yuan said in a low voice, like a demon from the Nine Shadows, making the hairs of those who heard it stand on end.
After saying such a sentence, the true self soul in Zhang Yuan's mind underwent some changes, and the blood-colored vertical lines between his eyebrows began to slowly release a blood-red gas outward, and in the blink of an eye, they were completely mixed with the surrounding power of faith, and the blood-colored vertical lines still kept releasing blood-red gas, and then the whole mind became a sea of blood, and then continued to penetrate outside the body, until Zhang Yuan's entire body was enveloped, and the blood-colored vertical lines stopped releasing red gas.
Zhang Yuan's sudden change surprised everyone present, even the referee who had been closing his eyes to recuperate opened his eyes at this moment, Zhang Yuan at this moment seemed to be a devil crawling out of the sea of blood in the Nine Hells, bringing only horror and fear.
As the red gas shrouded Zhang Yuan's body, the soft sword inserted in Zhang Yuan's body seemed to encounter strong sulfuric acid, and began to slowly corrode, and the misty brilliance formed by the true yuan outside the sword body could not stop the erosion of the red gas, and slowly lost its brilliance, and it didn't take long for the soft sword to corrode clean in Zhang Yuan's body, and when there was a bang, the hilt fell to the ground and was kicked in front of Wang Ben by Zhang Yuan.
"The game has just begun!" Zhang Yuan said a deep word again, and then he stepped forward and punched Wang Ben's lower abdomen.
Wang Ben looked at the soft sword on the ground, and felt a pain in his heart, this sword was a spiritual treasure used by his father in front of him, and after he was promoted to the innate realm and had his own independent name, his father passed it on to himself, but he didn't expect that he couldn't continue to pass it on to his son, and it would be destroyed when he followed him.
Hatred spread in his heart, Wang Ben's state of mind was no longer calm, seeing Zhang Yuan's attack, he also used all his strength to hit Zhang Yuan's fist, but when Wang Ben's fist and Zhang Yuan's fist collided together, Wang Ben regretted it, just when the red gas outside Zhang Yuan's body corroded the soft sword, he should have thought that this red gas might also corrode his own body, so when Wang Ben's fist just came into contact with the red gas, his fingers began to be corroded quickly, and the white bones leaked out in the blink of an eye, and the pain from his fingers made Wang Ben's fist rush forward slightly。
At this moment, Zhang Yuan's fist hit Wang Ben's phalanges fiercely, and with a click, the four finger bones were all broken, making Wang Ben's pain even more painful, just when Wang Ben wanted to withdraw his fist, Zhang Yuan turned around, and his left hand slashed over, Wang Ben's right hand was broken at the wrist, and a coppery light flashed in the air.
When Zhang Yuan stood still, everyone under the ring looked towards Zhang Yuan's left hand, only to find that Zhang Yuan had a copper coin between his index finger and middle finger, and there was a drop of blood dripping to the ground on the edge of the copper coin.
"Alright, the winner is decided, and that's the end of today's knockout round!" The referee did not allow the fight to continue, but made a judgment without the consent of both parties.
Although the referee had stopped the game, Zhang Yuan seemed not to hear it, and once again bullied forward, and the two fingers holding Luobao Qian were slightly bent and accumulated, obviously to give Wang Ben a fatal blow.
After the referee announced the results of the game, he saw that Zhang Yuan did not obey his orders, and still rushed towards Wang Ben with a desperate posture, with anger flashing on his face, but this was not the time for the referee to be angry, so he directly flashed in front of Wang Ben and blocked Zhang Yuan's continued attack.
Zhang Yuan saw an old man suddenly blocking himself on the way forward, but Zhang Yuan's body did not slow down, but rushed forward at a faster speed, and when he was about to collide with the referee, Zhang Yuan's right leg kicked back, his body turned forward, and his right leg slashed directly towards the top of the referee's head.
The referee's anger at the moment was unprecedentedly high, Zhang Yuan not only did not obey his orders, but now he was standing in front of him, he even dared to whip himself with his legs, and when he couldn't do it, the referee crossed his arms and went up, this type of referee poured half of the true yuan in his body into his arms, which was bound to leave Zhang Yuan with a profound lesson.
Just like Wang Ben, the referee regretted it after coming into contact with the red gas, it turned out that the red gas could even corrode his own true element, although the corrosion was very slow, but his arms had already felt a burst of burning sensation at the moment, the referee was shocked in his heart, and had to increase the output of the true element in his body, which ensured that his arm was not corroded by the red gas.
When Zhang Yuan's leg whip and the referee's arms really came into contact with each other, the referee's face finally changed, and the referee didn't understand why the physical strength of a cultivator in the innate realm was stronger than his own in the true immortal realm, and he snorted secretly, the referee felt that his arm might be broken at any time, but before the referee's arm was broken, Zhang Yuan turned forward again with the strength of the referee's arms, and his body fell directly behind Wang Ben, and a yellow light flashed in the air again.
"You're looking for death!" the referee said angrily, pulling a silver scepter from his bosom.
It's just that although the referee took out his magic weapon, he didn't have a chance to make a move, because when the referee took out the scepter, Zhang Yue under the ring also let his Wind Sword float in the air, and the direction pointed by the tip of the sword was where the referee was, and the referee believed that as long as he moved slightly, the Wind Sword could pass through his forehead.
After this attack, the blood red in Zhang Yuan's eyes gradually receded, and Zhang Yuan didn't make any other moves, just calmly jumped out of the ring and came to Qin Siyu's side, and under the gaze of everyone around, the two snuggled and left the scene.