In the field, as Zhao Yiming's knife momentum unfolded, the icy cold air suddenly hit his face, causing the surrounding temperature to drop rapidly.

In the sky, snowflakes fell and fell into frost.

The wind is blowing, the snow is flying, and the cold is pressing.

"Whew!"

The red-blooded war knife in Zhao Yiming's hand turned into a blood-colored streamer, splitting the air, and slashing straight at Li Qingyang on the opposite side with lightning speed.

Before the knife arrived, a cold air had already hit, and it wanted to freeze Li Qingyang.

Everyone was shocked to find that the stone slabs on the ground were frozen, and the ice continued to spread, freezing Li Qingyang's feet and spreading rapidly to his body.

"What a terrifying 'momentum'!"

"Did he really comprehend the 'potential'? How do I feel that his 'potential' is almost complete. ”

"Is this guy really a freshman in the inner courtyard? Blackstone Academy won't be deceiving people, right?"

......

There was a lot of discussion and exclamations around.

Zhao Yiming's 'potential' shocked everyone present.

Even Wu Qingfeng and Xiong Yingcang, the two True Martial Realm powerhouses, couldn't help but be moved, and their eyes showed a look of surprise.

"This kid ......"

Zhou Bafeng was also dumbfounded at the moment.

He felt that he had figured out Zhao Yiming's bottom line.

How talented is this kid?

How long has it been?

Zhao Yiming has already comprehended the 'potential' to such an extent, which is incredible.

"Click!"

In the middle of the field, Li Qingyang let out a low sigh and burst out of vitality.

His vitality was very strong, like a storm, and instantly blew away the cold air that came to his face, and even the ice cubes on his feet were shattered.

"Yes, you are qualified to be my opponent!"

Li Qingyang's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the long knife in his hand had already met the attack, colliding with Zhao Yiming's red-blooded war knife in mid-air, making a piercing clanging sound.

However, an extremely cold chill struck again.

It gradually spread along Li Qingyang's blade, freezing his arm and even spreading towards his body.

"You ......"

Li Qingyang's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhao Yiming opposite him in disbelief, and said word by word: "You actually cultivated the earth-level martial arts to the consummation realm?"

He was a little shocked.

Among their four white cloud masters, only the boxer Wulong has cultivated the ground-level martial arts to the consummation realm.

He is very aware of the difficulty.

After all, he tried hard for several years, but he did not reach this level.

"Bang!"

Li Qingyang retreated extremely quickly, and he urged his vitality with all his strength to shatter the ice cubes on his body.

Moreover, the long knife in his hand kept attacking, laying layers of defense in front of him.

For a while, the brilliant sword light sprinkled all over the heavens and the earth, and the blazing sword qi formed a storm in mid-air, raging towards Zhao Yiming.

Zhao Yiming's eyes narrowed, and the red blood battle knife in his hand erupted into a dazzling blood-colored light under the infusion of strong vitality.

"Boom!"

"Proud Han Six Styles" was urged to the peak by Zhao Yiming, and the blazing knife qi was mixed with an icy cold air, like a rolling cold current, freezing a layer of cold ice on the ground and stone slabs along the way.

The surrounding people watching the battle watched from a distance, only to feel that after Zhao Yiming's knife was slashed out, a layer of cold ice swept across the entire field, freezing the earth.

With a knife out, it was frozen for three thousand miles.

And Li Qingyang, the sword master of Baiyun Academy, could not resist at all under this knife.

The defenses he arranged, his attacks, were easily destroyed by Zhao Yiming's knife.

That kind of terrifying power that destroyed the withering and decaying like a decay shattered the long knife in Li Qingyang's hand, and his whole body also spurted blood and flew out, and his upper body was frozen by ice.

"Stop, we'll throw in the towel!"

Xiong Yingcang shouted.

Before the voice fell, others had already appeared beside Li Qingyang, and then mobilized the strong Yuan Force to pour down to clear the ice from Li Qingyang's body.

However, even so, Li Qingyang seemed to be thrown into the cold pool, he shivered again and again, his whole body was cold, and his face was pale.

Seeing this, Xiong Yingcang's face was a little ugly, he looked at Zhao Yiming opposite, and snorted coldly: "Boy, you are really ruthless, if the knife just now is stronger, you can kill him." ”

"The sword is eyeless, the fists and feet are ruthless, this is what you just said, how did you forget it so quickly?" Zhao Yiming said lightly.

"You ......" Xiong Yingcang's old face turned red, but he couldn't say anything to refute it.

"Haha, that's a good point, Xiong Yingcang, you talk like a fart, do you forget it so quickly?" Wu Qingfeng laughed.

He was extremely excited in his heart, he never thought that Zhao Yiming could defeat the sword master among the four heroes of Baiyun, and he would win so easily.

This simply gave him a big face, and washed away the humiliation he had suffered before.

"He actually won. ”

Not far away, Hua Chunfeng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

That is the sword master among the four masters of Baiyun, and he has a powerful strength comparable to the late stage of the Divine Treasure Realm.

Zhao Yiming actually won, which is too shocking.

"This kid ......"

Zhou Bafeng was also shocked, followed by surprise.

He finally understood why Zhao Yiming had the confidence to participate in the Holy Land Hegemony Battle this year, it turned out that his talent had reached this level.

"Looking at the situation just now, he has already cultivated the "Aohan Six Styles" to the consummation realm, and his strength is comparable to the peak of the Shenzang Realm, surpassing Zhang Haoran, and it is not about the same as that boxer Wulong of Baiyun Academy. ”

The more Zhou Bafeng thought about it, the more excited he became, and he began to look forward to Zhao Yiming's performance in the Holy Land Battle.

Perhaps, there is really going to be a student in their Blackstone Academy who can join the Holy Land.

That would be their Blackstone Academy's most glorious moment.

"What? Zhao Yiming actually won. ”

"Oh my God...... What did I see? Zhao Yiming actually defeated one of the four masters of Baiyun. ”

"Incredible, incredible, how could Zhao Yiming be so powerful?"

......

At this time, the surroundings were already full of exclamations and discussions.

The faces of the people in Baiyun Academy have changed drastically, and even the four heroes of Baiyun have shown solemn expressions, looking at Zhao Yiming's gaze, and they no longer underestimate them.

And the people of the Blackstone Academy are even more boiling.

Li Qingyang is one of the four masters of Baiyun, unlike Lin Li, who was unknown before, Zhao Yiming defeated him, which simply gave the face of the Black Stone Academy.

Even the shame caused by Zhang Haoran's defeat has been weakened a little.

The students of the Blackstone Academy were all excited.

Of course, there are also ugly faces, such as Zhang Haoran, Zhang Jiaojiao, Wu Yulong, Wu Yujie and so on.

Anyone who is not right with Zhao Yiming, or who has laughed at Zhao Yiming before, is either ugly or embarrassed at the moment.

This battle proved Zhao Yiming's strength, and at the same time, it also proved that they had 'eyes without beads' before, and gave them a slap in the face.

"Big brother, how can he be so strong?"

Zhang Jiaojiao looked at her eldest brother Zhang Haoran, she really couldn't believe that a countryman with no name had only joined the inner courtyard for less than two months, and he actually had such a powerful strength.

Zhang Haoran's face was silent, his eyes were gloomy, his strength was much stronger than Zhang Jiaojiao, of course, it could be seen that Zhao Yiming had surpassed him.

He himself was puzzled in his heart, no matter how strong a person's talent was, it was impossible to be so strong.

"Let's go, let's go back!" Zhang Haoran said to Zhang Jiaojiao, his eyes flashing a touch of ruthlessness when he glanced at Zhao Yiming.

Zhang Jiaojiao didn't have the face to stay here, after all, she had sworn before, saying that as long as Zhao Yiming could hold on for a quarter of an hour, she would quit the Blackstone Academy.

And now, Zhao Yiming not only defeated Lin Li, but also defeated the sword master Li Qingyang, what face does she have to stay here?

Do you continue to watch Zhao Yiming show off his martial arts?

The departure of Zhang Haoran and Zhang Jiaojiao, the two siblings, did not attract much attention, after all, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Yiming at this time.

After all, this world is respected by the strong, and Zhang Haoran was powerful in the past, so wherever he goes, he is the focus of people's attention.

Now, Zhao Yiming has shown stronger strength than Zhang Haoran, so he naturally replaced Zhang Haoran.

Even the teachers of those Blackstone Schools no longer paid attention to Zhang Haoran, but focused on Zhao Yiming.

"This Zhao Yiming's talent is really high, in just two months, his strength has increased to this point, it is incredible. ”

"Maybe he can really join the Holy Land through the Holy Land Battle. ”

"We have finally appeared in the Blackstone Academy, a demon-level genius. ”

......

The teachers at Blackstone were full of excitement and anticipation.

"Hahaha......"

Wu Qingfeng smiled very happily at this time, very happy, just like drinking a glass of cold boiled water in summer, it was cool and very refreshing.

On the contrary, Xiong Yingcang on the opposite side had a gloomy face.

"Xiong Yingcang, who said that there is no one in our Blackstone Academy? Zhao Yiming is the hole card of our Blackstone Academy, what are the four heroes of Baiyun? ”

Wu Qingfeng looked at Xiong Yingcang's gloomy face, smiled even more happily, and he continued: "Come, continue to send your Baiyun Si to come, Zhao Yiming will follow." ”

He had already seen Zhao Yiming's strength just now, and with his cultivation in the True Martial Realm, he could naturally see that Zhao Yiming had cultivated the "Aohan Six Styles" to the consummation realm, and his strength was definitely not inferior to that fist Jie Wulong, so he dared to say so.

It's called having confidence.

"Wulong, you go. ”

Xiong Yingcang's face was gloomy, he felt that Wu Qingfeng was a little villainous, and immediately ordered the boxer Wulong to appear.

After all, he also saw that Zhao Yiming's strength was not something that Jian Jie Wu Li and Leg Jie Liu Suifeng could deal with at all.

Only Wulong, who has also cultivated ground-level martial arts to the consummation realm, is qualified to fight with Zhao Yiming.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Wu Long stepped out, his strength was very strong, and every step he took made the ground tremble, and the stone slabs under his feet were broken a lot.

His dark eyes stared at Zhao Yiming, with a terrifying glint in his eyes: "I didn't expect that the Blackstone Academy also has a strong person like you, this time it was not in vain." ”