When the words fell, Ye Yan's body shook, and his body instantly turned into a blurry black shadow, his right fist was clenched, and his sharp energy suddenly sounded.

Feeling the sudden rise of the terrifying source energy, Wu Wenhuang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his face finally crossed a touch of horror.

The black fist shadow, with a terrifying energy, suddenly appeared in front of Wu Wenhuang's eyes, where the fist passed, the space was filled with subtle fluctuations, and the piercing sonic boom sounded like a muffled thunder.

Under Ye Yan's fierce attack like a thunderous blow, I saw that even the hard floor was constantly bursting with clicking sounds, and cracks spread rapidly from the soles of his feet under the gaze of countless shocking eyes.

The speed of Ye Yan's attack was as fast as lightning, but Wu Wenhuang was also, not the kind of person who had the power of his tongue, although he was shocked by the strength that Ye Yan had exerted in his heart, but the reaction was also not slow, when Ye Yan's fist was rapidly expanding in the pupils of his eyes, he did not hesitate to give up the long knife controlled by the other party, took a small step back, his fingers popped out of the space ring, and a long knife about one meter long appeared in his hand in an instant。

When the long knife arrived, Wu Wenhuang's battle intent that was shocked by Ye Yan's terrifying blow quickly soared, and a low roar came out of his throat, and the source qi in his body was running to the extreme at this time, and the crimson source qi gushed out from his body, and finally formed a pair of crimson battle armor outside his body.

At the moment when the source qi in his body surged, Wu Wenhuang's hand also did not stagnate at all, the long knife shook, and dozens of figures broke out in an instant, the crimson light surged, and the long knife instantly absorbed the red light from the outside world, and finally turned into a dazzling red light, stabbing towards Ye Yan.

"Hurry up and mess with the knife technique!"

With a low roar in his heart, the long knife in Wu Wenhuang's hand stabbed at Ye Yan's fist with a fierce momentum, and the blade vibrated with red light, surging wave after wave.

On the square, under the gaze of countless people, a dazzling red light brought up a monstrous wave, such a might, so that many people made an uproar, worthy of being a top student who was qualified to participate in the inner courtyard selection competition, this fierce offensive made countless people shudder.

The crimson light continued to amplify in the dark pupils, feeling the strong momentum that rushed to his face, Ye Yan's face was still so calm, in the past few years, he had reached the strong enemy who had fought against him, and most of the cultivation realms were far above him, and he had seen the offensive scene ten times and a hundred times bigger than this, therefore, with this kind of offensive, it was to make him retreat, it was undoubtedly a fool's dream, but the other party was able to exert all his strength to resist in such a short period of time, and it was not bad to be so keen, but it still made Ye Yan feel a little surprised, but...... And that's all.

The fist trembled slightly, and the golden source qi surged out, and finally quickly condensed a layer of golden looming cuticle on the surface of the fist, and now that he was promoted to the Saint King, then his flesh would also explode.

"No matter how you struggle today, there is only one way to go!" The fist covered by the golden cuticle, the power on it exploded, the corners of Ye Yan's mouth lifted, and finally there was no longer any sluggishness, his right arm flicked, his fist smashed out, and finally under the gaze of countless eyes, it collided with Wu Wenhuang's long knife.

"Peng!"

The two touched, and in an instant, a loud sound burst out from the field, and I saw that the hard stone slab where the two came into contact was directly shaken into powder with a bang, and the cracks were like spider webs, constantly spreading out.

The powder rose from the ground, and at the moment after the contact of a fist and a knife, a click of gold and iron breakage sounded, and then, a figure shot out of the faint dust, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and after the body hit the ground heavily, it was still close to the floor for nearly a few dozen meters before it slowly stopped.

Countless eyes hurriedly swept along the backshot of the figure, and when their eyes saw the defeated person, the square fell silent in an instant.

At the edge of the square, Wu Wenhuang's shirt was almost shattered, his body was covered with scars brought out by the gravel on his body, and the blood stains left at the corners of his mouth made him look extremely embarrassed.

Being able to cast the origin technique of a first-level Saint King is still a long knife created by forcibly cracking gold and iron with a fist, this hand, even if some of the Saint Kings present are above the first level, it is difficult to do, however, this is about to be in the Creory Academy, Wu Wenhuang, who has a lot of fame, was defeated head-on by a freshman who had just come to the academy with this wildest means.

The dust in the square slowly fell, and a young man in a black robe walked out slowly, the robe without wrinkles on his body was almost two extremes with the embarrassed Wu Wenhuang, and from here, as long as people who were not too stupid, they could clearly know that the strength of this young man named Ye Yan far exceeded that of Wu Wenhuang.

Wu Wenhuang is now a first-tier early Saint King, since Ye Yan can defeat him, then ...... His own strength was at least at the middle or peak of the Saint King Layer.

However, it is hard to imagine that it is also the strength of the same cultivation realm stage, but Ye Yan is able to defeat it with one punch, which always makes people feel incredible.

"Good...... It's so strong! The same class, one punch to defeat the enemy!"

In the stands, Yi Qiushui and the others opened their mouths slightly, looking at the tall and thin figure in the field with a stunned face, and one of the girls couldn't help but mutter, who would have thought that Wu Wenhuang, whose strength was in the first layer of the Saint King, was only one round, and he still performed the strongest source technique, but was knocked down by a punch.

On the side, Teacher Ruo Shiyu slowly recovered from the shock, looking at the backs of the young people in the field, and now, she still can't believe that this freshman who has just reported is actually the top student of the other outer courtyard classes, and this way of defeating is still the strongest and most direct kind.

Recalling Ye Yan's thunderous punch before, Teacher Ruo Shiyu asked himself, if it was himself, I am afraid it would be difficult to completely resist it! Thinking like this in his heart, Teacher Ruo Shiyu smiled bitterly.

"No wonder it can make such an outstanding girl as Ni Yan never forget, this guy really has some skills!"

On the other side of the stands, Bai Wuwei hugged his arms in his arms, frowned slightly and looked at the black-robed young man with a straight body in the center of the square, after half a sound, he slowly exhaled and said with a faint smile: "Yes, you really have some ability, now you are qualified to let me raise you to the position of facing up, I hope you can hold on for a few rounds, and when the time comes, if there is a chance, I will meet you in person." ”

"Hehe, now I know what Ni Yan's vision is! This little guy is not an ordinary person, I think I'm afraid that you and Bai Wuwei won't be able to get any benefit from him. The old man glanced at the somewhat thin figure in the square, and said with deep meaning.

"Oh!" Hearing this, the girl in red raised her long white legs slightly, her slender fingers slowly crossed her lips, and said with a smile: "Then I want to find a chance to compete with him, if I win, hehe...... I don't care what happens to Ni Yan. ”

"I'm getting more and more interested in him now!" Jiao laughed, and the girl in red continued to look thoughtfully at the black-robed young man in the field.

"You...... You girl, so many excellent men pursue you, if you don't agree, why are you going to rob the man who robbed Ni Yan? Are you going to lose my old face before you are willing?" Hearing the words of the girl in red, the old man instantly burst into anger and said angrily in a low voice.

"Cut, what's so good about those stinky men, I don't have this interest in them, but this one named Ye Yan is a little different, he makes me feel very mysterious. The girl in red pursed her lips, touched her cunning face like an elf with her slender hand, and said disdainfully.