Boom Boom Boom ......

In the ring, the two figures were blurry and difficult to distinguish, only a deafening sound wave explosion could be heard, the two fought more and more times, the frequency became higher and higher, and the strength of the eight directions shook the protective shield on the edge of the ring, and it seemed that it might break at any time.

Boom -

After a fierce confrontation of hundreds of moves in a row, a figure flew back, and this time, it was Xuanyuan who retreated.

"Damn!"

Standing firm, Xuanyuan Juetian gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Xiaoyun who was standing outside the hundred feet, shocked and angry. I thought that even if Ling Xiaoyun was the same as him in the middle stage of the "Ming Dao", he would at least be able to fight on par, but who knew that the quality of the other party's true yuan was actually overwhelming him. Being suppressed by the other party under the same realm of cultivation is undoubtedly a big blow to him who has always been proud.

On the other hand, Ling Xiaoyun stood in place expressionlessly, with a light and breezy color, and suddenly spit out two words from his mouth: "Ten percent!" ”

"You ......"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan's face turned red, his face was full of shame and anger, and his fists were clenched and gurgling. However, he is not an ordinary character in the end, although he is angry, but he quickly forcibly suppresses it, and he knows very well that the more he is at this time, the more he must remain calm, otherwise, the shape will be more and more unfavorable to him.

"I have to admit that I underestimated you, but if you think you can really beat me, it would be a big mistake, now ......" Xuanyuan Juetian took a deep breath and said word by word: "Let you see my real strength!" ”

After saying this, Xuanyuan's hands suddenly changed quickly and subtly in the void, and finally, they formed a strange and mysterious handprint.

And with the formation of this mysterious handprint, Xuanyuan's body suddenly bloomed with a burst of intense light, and then, a terrifying force that was more than a few points stronger than before suddenly erupted from his body.

In the dazzling light, Xuanyuan Juetian's body slowly suspended from the ground, shining with golden light, and the whole person looked like a peerless god of war was born.

"Hiss~ this is ...... The soul of martial arts? ”

"Actually able to use the power bonus of the soul of the martial arts, the condensation of this Xuanyuan Peerless Martial Soul is at least forty percent or more......"

"No, it's not forty percent, it's fifty percent, the condensation of this Xuanyuan Peerless Martial Soul has definitely reached fifty percent......"

"Tsk, at such an age, you can condense the martial soul to fifty percent, and this Xuanyuan peerless martial arts talent is probably second only to the four masters of the younger generation......"

……

In the stands, there was an uproar.

It's no wonder that everyone reacted so much, you must know that under normal circumstances, ordinary martial artists must cultivate to the peak of the "Ming Dao" in order to condense the soul of martial arts, and then slowly condense until they are consummated. Those with slightly better talents can also get the late stage of "Ming Dao", and even better ones such as Luo Qingwu and Mu Chenfeng will not be able to condense their martial souls until at least the middle of "Ming Dao".

And Xuanyuan Peerless Heaven not only condensed the martial soul early, but also condensed the martial soul to the point of fifty percent in the middle of the "Ming Dao". Looking at the younger generation of the entire Sacred Domain, those who can do this, including the four powerhouses of the younger generation, will never exceed ten fingers. Even, it has surpassed many of the older generation of martial artists present. In other words, Xuanyuan's peerless martial arts talent was enough to rank among the top ten among all young martial artists of his time. This is a ranking that can be called a demon.

"How? Do you still think you're 100% sure you'll beat me? Above the ring, he looked down at Ling Xiaoyun condescendingly, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Each increase in the condensation of the martial soul can correspondingly increase the combat power by one percent, however, because the first three percent of the martial soul is still relatively fragile, it must be condensed to the fourth percent before the soul power can be transferred to increase the combat power.

Fifty percent of the martial soul condensation means that it can increase fifty percent of the combat power. And this is also the most powerful hole card in Xuanyuan Juetian's hand. He believed that except for the four powerhouses of the younger generation, none of the participating martial artists in the audience could surpass him in terms of martial soul condensation, and Ling Xiaoyun in front of him was naturally no exception.

"Is this your last thing to rely on?"

Looking at Xuanyuan Juetian, who was full of confidence in the void, Ling Xiaoyun smiled coldly: "It's nothing more than that!" ”

"What?"

The corners of Xuanyuan's eyes twitched. I thought that showing the hole card of the soul of martial arts would definitely make Ling Xiaoyun uneasy and shocked, but unexpectedly, the other party not only did not react at all, but also seemed to be quite disdainful, which made him very unhappy. Immediately, he looked at Ling Xiaoyun with eyes like swords, and sneered: "Listening to your tone, do you still think you have a chance of winning?" ”

As he spoke, the mighty momentum around Xuanyuan Juetian firmly locked on Ling Xiaoyun, like the furious waves of the sea, violently impacting Ling Xiaoyun's body, endlessly.

Ling Xiaoyun slowly raised his eyelids, and there was an astonishing sharp burst in his pupils, word by word: "It's a pity that fifty percent of the martial soul condensation degree can't let you escape the ending of failure!" ”

As the last word fell, the air around Ling Xiaoyun buzzed and vibrate, and the air was pierced, as if a peerless divine weapon was about to come out of its sheath and kill the world, and the next moment, an extremely dazzling light broke out of the body, shooting straight into the sky and piercing the void, shrouding the edge of the martial arts platform The shield seemed to tremble, it was the soul light that surpassed the condensation of fifty percent of the martial soul.

For a moment, the whole venue was silent and could even hear the sound of a needle falling on the ground, and after about two or three blinks, the noise burst out.

"Am I right? This is...... Is it sixty percent of the martial soul condensation? ”

"That Xuanyuan Absolute Heaven can condense the martial soul to the point of fifty percent is surprising enough, but I didn't expect this Ling Xiaoyun to be even better, reaching sixty percent, this is definitely a demonic talent that only the four powerhouses of the younger generation have......"

"It seems that there should be no suspense in this battle......"

"Of course, the masters compete, even a point gap is enough to lose, not to mention a full percent of the combat power, if Xuanyuan Juetian does not have a more powerful hole card, this battle, he is powerless to return to the sky......"

……

It was not only the audience outside the arena who was surprised and stunned, but the other contestants in the waiting area also looked moved, and even the four powerhouses of the young generation who had always been lonely and cold couldn't help but start to face up to Ling Xiaoyun, the little "Ming Dao" mid-stage martial artist who had made them disdain to look at it before. Sixty percent of the soul of martial arts was condensed in the middle of the "Ming Dao", which had to attract their attention, because they had only done this at that time.

"Hehe, Brother Taihua, how is it? I told you that this little guy's potential is not below your nephew, right? On the rostrum, Nie Changhe said with a smile.

Xuanyuan Taihua smiled faintly and did not speak, but a faint glint flashed in his eyes.

With Xuanyuan Taihua's dignified "Void Breaking" Supreme eyesight, he could naturally see that Ling Xiaoyun's potential was not small, however, he didn't think that Ling Xiaoyun could be compared with Xuanyuan Juekong, after all, a genius of Xuanyuan Juekong's level might not be able to appear in a hundred years, and it was extremely rare for four to appear at the same time in this generation, how could there be a fifth?

In his opinion, Ling Xiaoyun's martial arts talent was at most comparable to Xuanyuan Juetian, although it was also quite rare, but it could not be called top-notch. Unexpectedly, this little guy who he thought could not be comparable to Xuanyuan Juekong and the others was now showing a martial arts talent that was not inferior to Xuanyuan Juekong at all, which really surprised him. I have to admit that his dignified "broken" supreme is really a little blind this time.

"It seems that some things may be a little more flexible......" Xuanyuan Taihua muttered to himself.

……

"How is that possible? How can your martial soul be stronger than me? ”

Above the ring, Xuanyuan stared at Ling Xiaoyun, whose momentum had skyrocketed wildly, his eyes were about to split, and his handsome face became distorted and hideous because of extreme unwillingness and anger. Previously, Ling Xiaoyun overshadowed him in cultivation, but now, he actually overwhelmed him in the martial soul he was proud of, and the two heavy blows in a row made him no longer able to control the feelings in his heart.

"How could a small sect disciple condense a martial soul that surpassed mine? No, it's impossible, it's just an illusion, yes, it's definitely an illusion, trying to deceive me? Give me death! ”

With an earth-shattering roar coming out of his mouth, Xuanyuan Juetian attracted the true yuan of his whole body, and blasted his most powerful trick at Ling Xiaoyun below.

"Heavenly Dragon Five Paths - Heavenly Dragon Kill!"

A punch broke through the air, the heavens and the earth changed color, and under the wrapping of the vast True Yuan, Xuanyuan Juetian's whole person turned into a hundred zhang heavenly dragon that looked up to the sky and roared towards Ling Xiaoyun. The dragon is mighty, as if it wants to shatter the heavens and the earth, almost condensed into the sharp claws of the substance, tearing the air, setting off a vacuum crack in the Dao, wanting to destroy all the qiē in front of it, the momentum is amazing, shocking the soul of the spirit, and everything in the world is difficult to resist its might!

This is Xuanyuan's strongest killing move, and it is also a must-kill move that he does his best.

Ling Xiaoyun stood in the ring, only feeling as if the entire heaven and earth were about to collapse, and all the power and everything were rolling towards him. Under the impetus of this terrible force, even a small piece of dust contains terrifying lethality.

However, Rao was like this, he did not show the slightest fear, and when the mouth of Xuanyuan's Absolute Heaven Incarnation opened and was about to swallow it in one gulp, he suddenly stretched out his hands and drew two arcs of mysteries in the void in front of him at an unparalleled speed, and then pushed out with both palms.

"Qiankun Seven Absolute Styles - Heavenly Dao Cycle!"

Under Ling Xiaoyun's palms, in an instant, the heavens and the earth within a radius of thousands of feet seemed to become confused, and a white mist rose, seemingly gentle, but cracks faintly appeared in the surrounding space......