Chapter Ninety-Eight: Defeat the True Legend Again
Zheng!
Ye Chen suddenly exerted his strength and shook Jiang Hao's long sword out of his hand.
Ben Lei!
With a loud drink, Ye Chen waved his hand and slapped it out.
Break!
Jiang Hao shouted angrily, and the secret technique struck him with a palm, but he was shocked and retreated.
Here, Ye Chen's fists were clenched, the blood in his body flowed rapidly, and the rolling true qi rushed out, rushing into his head and floating in the sky.
After hiding for so long, the medicinal power of the Hui Xuandan that he swallowed was completely dissolved after all, although it was not far from returning to its peak state, it was enough for him to defeat Jiang Hao.
"Actually... He really survived it. All around was a wad of astonishment.
"Is this kid a demon?"
"That's the No. 1 True Disciple of Renyang Peak! One foot has already stepped into the True Yang Realm. ”
"Good boy, you surprised me too much today. Chu Xuan'er's beautiful eyes on the clouds couldn't hide her exclamation, "Even if you lose, even if you can't enter the inner gate, you already have the qualifications to be my disciple." ”
War!
On the stage, Ye Chen's words were sonorous, and his cheers shook the sky.
Yes......!
Jiang Hao pounced like a mad dog, his face was flushed, he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, the first true disciple of Yangfeng, not only did he defeat a half-dead condensation realm, but also let him survive his weakness, which was a great shame.
Thunder Palm!
Human Yang Fist!
As they spoke, the two of them had already dealt a hard blow and vomited blood and retreated.
As soon as he stabilized his body, Ye Chen pounced like a fierce beast, and his fighting style was also extremely ferocious, without any defense, Jiang Hao gave him a punch, he also gave Jiang Hao a palm, Jiang Hao gave him a palm, and he punched Jiang Hao.
This kind of injury to the enemy is 1,000 and 800 self-damage, and the audience swallows saliva.
Is this crazy?
Everyone thinks like this, you must know that even if you have recovered a lot, after all, you are still seriously injured, and if you continue to fight hard like this, it is probably you Ye Chen who will fall first.
Ye Chen is indeed crazy, the injuries and pain all over his body are covered by the invincible fighting spirit of me.
He is like a tireless lion, hooking the most primitive beast nature in his body, and some are just endlessly attacking and attacking.
Burst!
Burst!
The blood-stained battle platform, Jiang Hao was also crazy, and he was crazy about using secret techniques.
The two of them fought in such a bloody way, and even more so than the battle between Ye Chen and Yin Zhiping, many elders in the clouds who watched it sighed and smacked their tongues.
"Senior sister, this apprentice you chose is very crazy!" Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at Chu Xuan'er beside him with a sigh.
"This is not madness, but the idea of victory, the invincible will to fight. Chu Xuan'er took a deep breath, she had lived for nearly 100 years, and she was also moved by the bloody scene on the stage.
Kill!
War!
The roar on the stage continued, and all the spectators could see was that two crazy people were going crazy and fighting against each other.
Thunder Palm!
Human Yang Seal!
One Yang Finger!
Skybreak!
This war is more protracted than anyone imagined.
In the three hundred moves, the two of them flew out upside down because of a blow to the secret technique, and they were already in a pool of blood when they landed on the battle platform.
Let's talk about Jiang Hao first, his hair is scattered, his clothes are messy, and he is covered with fist prints and footprints.
Looking at Ye Chen again, it can only be described as scary, covered in scars, bloody and bones, like a demon crawling out of hell.
At this point in the battle, the bodies of the two of them were shaking, and the lack of true qi and the exhaustion of their bodies made them unable to perform any kind of secret art.
Rao is like this, both of them are still staggering towards each other, neither of them use their true qi, some only have the most primitive hand-to-hand combat, you hit me with a palm, I will give you a punch, you cut me with a sword, Lao Tzu will kick back if he dies.
The next big battles are all staged in this form, they are all at the end of the crossbow, and whoever can hold out to the end will be the winner.
"An intern disciple of the Condensation Realm, what has sustained you to fight until now. Offstage, Qi Yue muttered, and his expression was moved again.
"Your grandma, this time you are going to win, Lao Tzu invites you to drink. Xiong Er scurried around the stage, and the sound of yelling never stopped.
"It can't be. "People like Qi Hao, one by one, gritted their teeth, Ye Chen, with his half-dead body, fought with a true disciple until now and was undefeated, which has proved everything, and these people are destined to be unable to turn over again.
"This kid, well done. Huo Teng's group of top ten disciples all showed a look of embarrassment and amazement, thinking that they were inferior to Ye Chen.
Bang!
Bang!
On the stage, the two fell to the ground one after another.
"I don't believe it. Jiang Hao roared angrily and staggered up again.
"Come on!" Ye Chen drank violently, and this unbeatable Xiaoqiang also stood up stiffly.
At this moment, the two of them are really weak to the extreme, one is staggering, the other is staggering, as if a gust of wind can blow them down, and the hearts of the audience are in their throats.
After all, the two stepped forward and punched each other.
Bang!
Bang!
Jiang Hao punched Ye Chen's left cheek, and Ye Chen smashed Jiang Hao's right cheek with a punch.
Burst!
The two of them spurted out mouthfuls of blood and fell down one after another.
At the scene, everyone's eyes looked at the battle platform in a daze, no one spoke, they all held their breath, the silence was terrible, even if a needle fell on the ground, they could hear it.
After seven or eight seconds passed, no one got up.
"It's... Is this a draw?"
"I don't think I even have the strength to stand up. ”
"Whoever can stand up wins. ”
In the midst of the ups and downs, under the gaze of all the people, there was really a bloody person on the battle platform who staggered up.
He was emaciated, his face was bloody and bloody, his messy black hair covered half of his face, his legs trembled and straightened in the wind, and his bent waist was raised stiffly.
The person who got up was naturally Ye Chen.
At this moment, no one spoke anymore, because they didn't know what to say, just stared at the blood-colored figure that could fall even though it was stunned.
At this moment, many disciples lowered their heads in shame, among them, there were many people whose cultivation was stronger than Ye Chen, and there were many people with better family backgrounds than Ye Chen, but none of them could be as strong as Ye Chen.
As for Jiang Hao, he had already fallen into a fainting, and there was still an unwilling look on his face.
"Ye Chen, win. ”
As the ethereal sound came down the void, the silent audience remembered the cheers of the tide.
And with the cheers of the tide, Ye Chen's stiff body finally fell head-on.
"Boy. Xiong Er had already run to the stage, holding Ye Chen, who was about to fall, in his arms, and then quickly got off the battle platform and ran towards the place where the Qiankun Pavilion treated the disciple's injuries.
Everyone has tacitly made way for them.
Ye Chen, this name is destined to remain in everyone's hearts, this intern disciple of the Condensation Realm, since he came to Hengye Sect, he has created too many impossibilities, and now at the peak, he has defeated the two true disciples of Renyang Peak and the Discipline Hall in a row, leaving a legend.