There are a lot of rings on the top of the mountain, Ying Yanghua casually found a ring and jumped up, he glanced at the people around him, in the spotlight, he stood confidently with his hands in his hands, his body stood straight, and he looked magnificent.

"Zhao Yiming, I advise you to admit defeat now, so as not to bring shame on yourself!" Ying Yanghua looked at Zhao Yiming under the ring with disdain.

In his opinion, in just three days, Zhao Yiming could not practice a heaven-level martial art at all. And the True Martial Realm martial artist who does not have a Heavenly Rank martial art is definitely the weakest True Martial Realm martial artist.

"Don't say that you can't practice a heaven-level martial art within three days, even if you practice a heaven-level martial art, you're just getting started. With the cultivation of my True Martial Realm One Heaven Peak, I can defeat you without using Heavenly Rank martial arts. ”

Ying Yanghua's tone was calm, and his face was confident, as if he was winning.

He does have this kind of confidence, because among the freshmen, his strength is definitely one of the strongest in the ranking.

After all, he is the son of Ying Tianhou, and he has been trained since he was a child, so he is naturally stronger than other noble children.

"You've got too much nonsense!"

Zhao Yiming said coldly, stepped into the ring step by step, and stared coldly at Ying Yanghua opposite.

Ying Yanghua wants to rob his cave, he also wants to take Ying Yanghua Liwei, and the two sides are on Mai Mang, and there is destined to be a battle.

In the ring, the eyes of the two converged in mid-air, and faintly sparks and killing intent burst out.

Under the ring, it was already full of people, in addition to most of the new students, some old students also came to see the excitement, and one by one their eyes converged, which was simply full of attention.

Instructor Wang Zhan was the referee, he glanced at Zhao Yiming and Ying Yanghua coldly, and then said, "Let's start!"

As Wang Zhan's words fell, the calm in the ring was suddenly broken, and two fierce Yuan Force fluctuations swept in all directions.

"Bang!"

Ying Yanghua took the lead, he stomped on the ground with both feet, Yuan Li spewed, and the ground was crushed by him.

The powerful anti-shock force and bouncing force caused his body to shoot out, like a sharp arrow, leaving afterimages in mid-air, heading straight for Zhao Yiming.

"Get the hell out of here!"

Ying Yanghua roared, and with a punch, he blasted towards Zhao Yiming in front of him, without using any martial arts, but with his powerful Yuan Force, the power of this punch should not be underestimated, almost breaking through the space, rubbing a sharp whistling sound in the air.

The fist expanded rapidly in Zhao Yiming's pupils, but he didn't have the slightest fear, just stepped on the ground slightly, and the whole person's body shook for a while, as if he was drunk.

However, at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Zhao Yiming's body seemed to become blurred, like a stirred well water, producing waves of water ripples, blurring the moon reflected in it.

"Boom!"

Ying Yanghua's punch suddenly hit the empty place, and the feeling of detachment from the air made him extremely uncomfortable and almost fell.

"How is it possible?" Ying Yanghua's pupils shrank, his eyes were full of disbelief, he obviously felt that he had hit Zhao Yiming, but the result was empty.

What's going on? Illusion?

"It's 'Mirror Flowers and Water Moon'! He actually really practiced a heaven-level martial art in three days!" An exclamation came from under the ring.

The freshmen were suddenly boiling.

Bao Yongshou and others cheered even more, cheering for Zhao Yiming.

Wang Zhan's eyes also showed a hint of brilliance, and he couldn't help but nod secretly: "Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me." ”

Only those old students seemed very puzzled, it was just a heaven-level martial art, what was there to be so surprised?

However, when they learned that Zhao Yiming had only taken three days to practice this heaven-level martial art, they were immediately stunned.

"It can't be true, right?" Some old students doubted, because this was too exaggerated, who could have such a powerful comprehension after cultivating into a heaven-level martial art in three days.

A freshman snorted coldly: "'Mirror Flowers and Water Moon' is unique to the officer training camp, let me ask if he can cultivate in advance outside except for the children of the royal family?"

The old students think about it a lot, this "Mirror Flowers and Water Moon", Zhao Yiming can only practice in the officer training camp, and he can't practice outside in advance at all.

Therefore, this is true, Zhao Yiming really only took three days to practice this heaven-level martial art.

It's so insightful, it's really shocking.

A group of old students suddenly felt that the wolf was coming, and it might not be long before they would face the challenge of Zhao Yiming, a new student.

Suddenly, they paid more attention to Zhao Yiming's battle, and wanted to understand him in advance in case of trouble.

"Boom!"

In the ring, after Ying Yanghua punched the air, he immediately turned his fist into a palm, and Yuan Li erupted, and one after another palm shadows seemed to be woven into a big net, enveloping Zhao Yiming's figure inside.

"Zhao Yiming, you really surprised me, you actually let you practice a heaven-level martial art, but this 'Mirror Flower Water Moon' is just a body technique, and it can't enhance your strength. ”

Ying Yanghua sneered.

Countless palm shadows converged into a large net and rushed towards Zhao Yiming, the boiling vitality tore through the air, as if it was about to cut the sky into countless blocks.

In Ying Yanghua's eyes, Zhao Yiming would definitely not be able to escape this move, and his countless palm shadows almost enveloped the entire ring, completely covering any position that Zhao Yiming could dodge.

Even the audience under the ring thinks so.

However, in the next moment, everyone's eyes suddenly shrank, followed by a face full of disbelief.

"Mirrors!"

Hearing Zhao Yiming's low shout, his body became blurry again, as if the entire air had become a mirror, and he was the reflection in the mirror.

"Click!"

Suffering from Ying Yanghua's countless palm shadows, this mirror seemed to be broken, but Zhao Yiming inside was intact and did not receive any attacks.

"Whew!"

Zhao Yiming's body, in such a strange state, got rid of the countless palm shadows, and suddenly appeared in front of Ying Yanghua.

At this time, Ying Yanghua was still full of shock, opened his mouth wide, and was in shock, and did not have time to react.

"Bang!"

Zhao Yiming's eyes were cold, and he punched hard, and he didn't use his martial arts, but with that powerful yuan force impact, he immediately knocked Ying Yanghua, who couldn't react, out of the air.

"Poof!"

Ying Yanghua spurted blood on the way to fly upside down, his face changed, and suddenly the yuan power of his whole body exploded, grabbing the ground along his palm.

"Bang!"

The huge Yuan Li palm conjured out, grabbed the ground tightly, and dragged out a long five-claw trace.

Stone slabs flew into the air, and then shattered under the impact of powerful Yuan Force.

And Ying Yanghua's body also stopped in time and did not fall off the ring.

"Zhao!

Listening to the exclamations coming from under the ring, Ying Yanghua's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes stared at Zhao Yiming opposite.

He was so angry that he thought that he could defeat Zhao Yiming without using martial arts. As a result, Zhao Yiming only performed one body technique, and he vomited blood, which was too embarrassing.

Ying Yanghua could feel that everyone in the ring was looking at him with disdain at this moment.

This kind of shame, Ying Yanghua has never had, his eyes stared at Zhao Yiming opposite, and the killing intent in his eyes flashed.

"Ying Yanghua, put away the little pitiful pride in your heart, if you don't use the Heavenly Rank Martial Arts again, then don't blame me for making you lose too ugly. ”

Zhao Yiming's eyes were cold, looking at Ying Yanghua opposite and said.

It's not that he doesn't want to end the battle quickly, but he wants to defeat Ying Yanghua in his heyday, because only when Ying Yanghua shows his strong combat power can he defeat him and succeed.

Otherwise, others will think that Ying Yanghua is too weak, and when the time comes, there will be many people to challenge him.

Only by letting those freshmen see Ying Yanghua's strength will they understand that even Ying Yanghua is not Zhao Yiming's opponent, and they are even less Zhao Yiming's opponent.

Therefore, Zhao Yiming wants to defeat Ying Yanghua in the strongest state.

"Zhao Yiming, you are looking for death!"

Ying Yanghua heard Zhao Yiming's words, his pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes were instantly full of rage and murderous intent, and a gloomy voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Since you want to see my heaven-level martial arts, then I will fulfill you!"

"Whew!"

When Ying Yanghua's words fell, he slowly raised his palm, and the yuan power of his whole body was like a volcano that suddenly erupted, all of which converged towards his palms.

The next moment, everyone suddenly saw a long green knife, which was held tightly by Ying Yanghua in his palms, spitting out a blazing sword.

As soon as this knife was revealed, a powerful sword intent suddenly erupted, and the incomparable peerless edge was even more like a heavenly knife, which made people's hearts chill.

"What a strong heaven-level martial art, what kind of heaven-level martial art is this?"

Under the ring, everyone exclaimed.

They were all martial artists of the True Martial Realm, so they could naturally feel the terrifying power of the knife in Ying Yanghua's hand, that peerless edge, even if it was so far away, it made them feel cold in their hearts.

"This is "Seven Colors Killing Heavenly Knife", which is Ying Tianhou's early fame. In the end, it was the instructor Wang Zhan who revealed the origin of Ying Yanghua's heaven-level martial arts.

Ying Yanghua glanced at Wang Zhan, and said with a confident smile: "It's still the instructor who has vision, yes, this is the "Seven Colors Killing Heaven Sword", red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, I have already practiced it to the fourth green, and the power is enough to sweep the martial artists of the same level." ”

This is a bit arrogant.

Under the ring, some powerful freshmen suddenly showed disdain, they didn't think that they would be weaker than Ying Yanghua.

However, they also wanted to see the true power of this martial art.

"Well, that's kind of interesting!"

In the ring, Zhao Yiming looked at the green long knife in Ying Yanghua's hand, nodded slightly, then hooked his fingers at him, and said coldly: "Let's start, only by defeating you in this state will you have a sense of accomplishment." ”

"Arrogance!"

Ying Yanghua was furious when he heard this, and he directly waved the green long knife in his hand and slashed at Zhao Yiming fiercely.

"Whew!"

The sword shot out, dragging a long chasm on the ground, and the terrifying force seemed to cut the entire ring in half.

The power of this heaven-level martial art is undoubtedly obvious.

Everyone watching the battle under the ring changed color in unison.