Chapter 378: An Unexpected Ending
A wisp of black qi quietly emerged, wrapping around Wu Xiaoman's five fingers like a chain.
The girl clenched her fists and took a deep breath.
The next moment, she used force under her feet and rushed out quickly, her fist slamming into the shield like a cannonball!
The black light on the fist peak surged, exuding a cold and dead aura!
Bang ββ!
The fist made contact with the shield, and a loud bang erupted, and the surging black light spread to the entire shield like ripples, causing the surface of the shield to become dull, and several huge cracks appeared, and in an instant, spread to all corners of the shield.
Clickββ!
The shield that stood on the jousting platform like a giant shattered, and countless fragments flew in all directions, and then were swallowed by a strongly corrosive black light, dissipating in the air without a trace.
The fist was unabated, and it fell to Ye Jia's chest with a roar!
The Holy See's holy son, whose face was full of horror, could only raise his arms in a hurry and firmly protect his chest.
There was a sharp pain from the hammer smashing on his arm, Ye Jia's body retreated violently, and his toes stepped on the ground sharply, trying to stop the retreat, but Wu Xiaoman didn't give Ye Jia any respite at all, he dodged up like an appendage, stretched his fist into a palm, and imprinted a palm on Ye Jia's arms.
This palm seemed to be slamming on the shore with angry waves, the palm power was surging, penetrating into the body, Ye Jia's face turned pale, the qi and blood in his body surged, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, he forcibly swallowed back the fishy sweetness that was surging in his throat, and the white light in his eyes suddenly appeared, as if he was about to burst out.
"Boom!"
The fighting spirit gushed out like a volcanic eruption, Ye Jia's arms suddenly exerted force, and he forcibly shook Wu Xiaoman back, it turned out that he still had the strength to retain before, just to kill one by surprise at this moment!
Ye Jia stepped forward, raised his right arm high, and slashed towards Wu Xiaoman's face door with one palm!
The contemporary Pope John of the Holy See is famous for his palms, and there is a saying on the Shenzhou continent that there are "three divine fingers and four holy palms", and John's empty palm knife is one of the four holy palms.
At this moment, Ye Jia used the Kongming Palm Knife, and when he split his palm, the edge of the palm was the blade, and the palm that quickly waved down made a terrible sound of breaking the air, as if he was going to tear the air apart!
Not to mention that it is a mortal fetus in the flesh, even if it is an ordinary weapon, I am afraid that it will be difficult to parry this palm!
However, in the face of the palm that fell like a match, Wu Xiaoman only handed out one finger.
There was an exclamation from the audience.
One finger, how could it be possible to block Ye Jia's powerful palm knife?!
Looking at this scene, everyone's faces showed a look of disbelief.
Only Su Yu grinned and muttered, "She really will." β
A local sound!
When the palm knife fell on his fingers, there was a sound of gold and iron, and the two powerful fighting spirits collided, and the turbulence surged, stirring up a gust of wind!
Wu Xiaoman stood in place, not moving.
That slender finger actually steadily blocked Ye Jia's palm knife.
This is exactly the first form of drawing dragon fingers from the clouds.
Immovable as a dragon!
The palm knife was blocked, Ye Jia's face was a little shocked at first, and then quickly turned calm, he retreated, it seemed that he was retreating and seeking to defend, but in fact, he borrowed his strength to get up again, and the five fingers were tightly together, like a bayonet, stabbing Wu Xiaoman's heart like lightning.
At the same time, Ye Jia's other hand was already hidden in his waist and ready to exert force, once Wu Xiaoman dodged the attack, this hand would quickly turn into a palm knife and slash out.
It's just that the girl didn't have the intention of dodging at all, she didn't withdraw her fingers, but immediately stretched out another finger, and the two fingers gently joined together, and the stabbing palm was clamped.
Cong Yun draws the dragon's finger, the third style.
Rack the Dragon's Horns!
Ye Jia was slightly stunned, and the palm knife hidden in his waist immediately slashed at Wu Xiaoman's neck.
However, this stunned let Wu Xiaoman seize the opportunity!
The wrist of the girl's other hand shook, and the thumb spun out, as if sweeping away the air around her, causing Ye Jia's breath to stagnate.
Cong Yun draws the dragon's finger, the final form.
Finishing touch!
Wu Xiaoman's thumb pointed straight at Ye Jia's chest, and his strength exploded, and the clothes on Ye Jia's back suddenly exploded into pieces!
Ye Jia's palm knife was only a millimeter away from slashing Wu Xiaoman's neck, but this difference of millimeters was like an abyss cliff that could not be crossed again, Ye Jia raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out upside down, crossed a beautiful parabola in the air, and then fell heavily on the competition platform.
Wu Xiaoman gasped slightly, and was about to rush out again.
"Wait a minute!"
Ye Jia, who fell to the ground, suddenly shouted.
He propped up half of his body, then raised his hand, a smile on his pale face, "I throw in the towel." β
Wu Xiaoman was stunned.
The audience was also stunned.
A few seconds later, the audience erupted in deafening cheers, and everyone was shouting the name of "Wu Xiaoman".
After not changing, on the Tianjiao list, another person was eliminated!
That scene from two years ago seems to be repeating again!
The corners of Yuan Haowen's mouth twitched, and he quietly moved a few steps.
Beside him, Leng Qingxuan, who came from the Bright Moon Pavilion at the end of the world, had a pale face, and the cold glint in his eyes was like a sword.
"Hey, hey, why are you throwing in the towel!"
Wu Xiaoman put one hand on his waist, pointed at Ye Jia with the other, and said angrily: "You obviously still have the strength to fight! I don't want this kind of victory!"
Ye Jia stood up, smiled, and said, "The skills are not as good as others, and I am willing to bow to the wind." β
With that, he turned around.
"Oh, you stop! Let's continue!" Wu Xiaoman hurriedly chased after him.
"The game is over. β
The tyrant suddenly descended from the sky, stopped in front of Wu Xiaoman, and announced: "Winner, Wu Xiaoman." β
The girl opened her mouth, and in the end she could only hang her head and walk off the competition platform with an unwilling face.
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And so it turned out. β
Ye Xin handed the robe to Ye Jia, and said angrily: "Brother, when are you willing to fight with all your strength!"
Ye Jia put on his robe and said slowly with a smile: "Wu Xiaoman is very strong, if you really want to divide the winner and loser, I am afraid that she and I will be seriously injured." We came to the Martial God Academy to practice, there is no need to work so hard for a competition. β
Ye Xin pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "But you are one of the Tianjiao list, isn't this a joke!"
Ye Jia's expression became serious, "Xiao Xin, we are sectarians, why do we care about these false names? The seventeenth doctrine of the Holy See, the so-called victory or defeat, is just ......"
"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba chants!" Ye Xin covered his ears and shook his head like a rattle.
Ye Jia: "......"
"Okay, Xiaoman, don't be unhappy. β
Seeing that Wu Xiaoman was still sullen, Yin Yu couldn't help but comfort.
"Hmph, it's really not a good fight!"
Wu Xiaoman stomped his feet and turned his head to look at Zhu Ge, "After we go back, we will have a good fight!"
"Fight?" Ouyang Xiaoming smiled cheaply: "Hehe, where to fight, the bed ...... Oops!"
Ouyang Xiaoming was kicked away by Zhu Ge.
Just then, the names on the big screen scrolled again.
The freshmen who participated in the semi-finals looked up and their faces couldn't help but become extremely exciting.
The second game of the semi-finals -
Yin Yu VS Plum!