Chapter 437: What a Fool
Since Ye Bai has made up his mind to be embarrassed, he, Lin Ziyu, naturally wants to cooperate to the end!
Ye Bai took a breath, looked at his fist, and thought to himself, why is his strength so small?
Since the last time he saw Su Mei make a move, he was extremely interested in the kind of powerful power that could fly through the Heaven Realm with one punch, after all, the problem that could be solved with his fist, why draw his sword?
Just when Ye Bai pondered for a moment and was about to give up using his fist and kill this Lin Ziyu directly with a sword, suddenly, an angry voice sounded in his ears.
"Stupid, what a stupid, you don't even know what Shinto is, how can you compare it to me? Hmph, if it weren't for you and I look at it, I wouldn't bother to care about you. Listen, that's how real strength is used!"
Then came a serious and obscure mantra.
Ye Bai's eyes lit up, his gaze couldn't help but look towards the Dandian area, and sure enough, he immediately saw Su Mei wearing a purple short skirt, and his delicate little face was full of anger.
During the scene, Cao Xian's heart moved, and his eyes also looked at Su Mei, but the corners of his mouth showed a touch of playfulness.
"Ahem, Lin Daoyou, in fact, I just made a joke with you, and now, I'm going to show my real ability, remind you, be careful!"
Ye Bai clenched his fists solemnly.
A sneer flashed in Lin Ziyu's eyes, nodded, and said, "Okay." ”
"Boom!"
An indescribable fist burst out from Ye Bai's hand!
The entire void seemed to be low for a moment!
The piece of blood crystal in Ye Bai's body exploded again, only this time, those blood qi that was so pure that it was dark gold quickly condensed into a weird rune!
The moment this rune appeared, a vicissitudes that seemed to come from an even earlier time suddenly came.
The terrifying coercion directly made the hearts of some disciples who had built the foundation and cultivated a sense of breathlessness.
Ye Bai's face was even more divine and resolute, the purple light in his eyes bloomed, and an unprecedented aura was rapidly rising!
His fists were the same as before.
However, the moment he punched, Lin Ziyu's pupils contracted suddenly, and he slapped the storage bag without hesitation, and then a spiritual light shot towards Ye Bai's fist!
Lin Ziyu actually broke the contract and fought back!
Ye Bai didn't feel anything, there was no sadness or joy on his face, but he seemed to have a sad and compassionate look, which was extremely weird.
The next moment, the fist collided with the flying sword.
The blood qi surged, the flying sword shook, and it was smashed and flew out!
"Boom!"
The fist slammed into Lin Ziyu's chest and went straight in!
Then, Lin Ziyu's body was like Ye Bai's previous opponent and flew out of the ring.
"Puff"
Blood is flying!
The audience was shocked!
Those who were originally going to watch a good show had their faces even more frozen, as if they didn't expect such a scene at all.
Even the leading elders of the ten major sects also turned solemn, as if they were investigating something.
"What is this?!"
Under the ring, Qin Hu's eyes widened and he subconsciously asked.
However, no one answered his words, because the faces of all the genius disciples were solemn.
Ruyi ate and smiled, his face was relaxed, and he looked at Ye Bai with deep meaning.
Cao Xian had a thoughtful look on his face.
The sword sect's young man's gaze became much more serious.
"Senior brother is mighty!"
Qin Fang's face flushed with excitement and shouted!
As a result, the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect next to him looked at him expressionlessly one by one.
Qin Fang smiled and hurriedly covered his mouth.
Su Mei smiled smugly and muttered: "If you can't win like this, it will be too embarrassing, but this kid actually took advantage of me, wait, hum!"
Yuan Zhen's eyes were strange, and he was not happy at all, but worried.
Su Mei smiled and said, "Yuan Zhen, you don't seem to be very happy." ”
"No, no, Elder Su Mei, I'm very happy, thank you. ”
Yuan Zhen's expression suddenly changed, and he squeezed out a smile.
Su Mei was even more proud in her heart, her little hand patted Yuan Zhen's shoulder, her smug eyes bent up, and said, "It's a little meaning, after all, Xiao Yezi is also the person I fancie." ”
Yuan Zhen grinned and took a breath of cold air, but with a smile on his face, he didn't dare to say anything.
Little junior brother, when you meet this one, you should ask for more blessings.
He felt a little helpless in his heart.
There was a sudden sensation under the high stage, and everyone was stunned by this punch.
Liu Yan laughed happily.
Master Lu's eyes widened and he muttered, "This guy, it shouldn't be a demon clan, right?"
"With such great strength, is this still human?" Master Zhao was also speechless.
Completely different from the two, Wang Potian looked incredulous, this result was something he didn't expect anyway.
Qi Fatzi quickly came back to his senses, since he met Ye Bai, he knew that this guy was definitely not the kind of person who could be treated with common sense.
In the ring, Ye Bai himself was also stunned.
He couldn't help but take a second look at his fist, and there was some doubt in his eyes.
It's the same strength, it's the same blood, it's the same use of blood to burst power, why is there such a big difference between the two?
And what is that kind of vast vicissitudes, as if it comes from the sake of the breath?
Could it be that this is the power of Shinto inheritance?
Ye Bai's mind was full of doubts, and he was not happy to win the competition at all.
Under the ring, Lin Ziyu's face was pale and his breath was sluggish, and several disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were supporting him and helping him heal.
At this moment, a tall figure covered him.
Lin Ziyu reluctantly opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Elder, yes, I underestimated the enemy." ”
"Rubbish!"
Huang Cheng's face was gloomy as water, and he said coldly: "Go down to heal, if you can't break through to the Jindan realm within ten years, then you will be like that." ”
Lin Ziyu's heart sank suddenly, others thought that the true disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was very beautiful, but only he knew that it was not like that.
Several disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect carried Lin Ziyu down.
Huang Cheng stared at Ye Bai in the ring with a murderous attitude, but his hands were clenched tightly, and his muscles were exposed.
"Elder Huang, are all of you Ten Thousand Sword Sect's true disciples so wasteful? It seems that after you get the Heavenly Sword Technique, it seems that it is useless. ”
Ye Bai smiled proudly and said disdainfully: "If your disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are all of this level, I don't think you need to participate in any Southern Regions Competition, I can challenge all your young disciples alone!"
"Presumptuous!"