Chapter 10: Winning in the Primary

"Yuan Lu Realm Third Order, but Wang Jin still has a gap with Wang Chutian. Offstage, the ancestor touched his beard.

Boom!

Suddenly, Wang Chutian's left arm, which was attacked by Wang Jin, suddenly ignited a brilliant flame.

"This is the Flaming Palm!" the old ancestor slapped his hands on the chair and involuntarily stood up.

"Flame Palm, Brother Yuan, have you seen it? Jin'er is not a waste! No!" Seeing this, Li Shi was immediately full of tears, she had been waiting for this moment for sixteen years.

"Wang Jin's Yuan Spirit is a flame attribute!" all the Wang family members were stunned.

In the past sixteen years, it is an indisputable fact that any member of the Wang family knows that Wang Jin is a waste without attributes, but today, Wang Jin's Flame Palm has changed their opinion.

"Flame Yuanluo, Yuanluo Realm Third Order! Okay, the tiger father has no dog son, Wang Yuan is the flame Yuanluo, and Wang Jin should inherit it. In the past, he was an attributeless element, maybe he hadn't awakened at that time. The old ancestor nodded and said, some martial artists are born with no attribute primordial spirit, but when they reach a certain age, they will awaken when they have attributed primordial spirits, although there are not many such examples, but there are also records.

Flaming Palm, which has its own blazing flames in the palm wind, can deal both physical and scorching damage to enemies. Wang Chutian underestimated the enemy, and was hit by Wang Jin's flaming palm, and immediately felt the hot pain in his left arm, and couldn't help but scream out loud.

"Second move!" Wang Jin slapped at Wang Chutian again.

"Drain the palm!" Wang Chutian hurriedly counterattacked Wang Jin with a palm, and saw that a surging column of water suddenly erupted from his palm.

Boom!

The Flame Palm collided with the Drainage Palm, and immediately detonated, turning into a cloud of scorching gas, twisting and rising into the sky.

"Dare to hurt me, give me death!" Wang Chutian shouted sharply. His cultivation was one order higher than Wang Jin's, so his move speed was also a little faster than Wang Jin's, so he slapped Wang Jin with another draining palm.

Wang Jin concentrated his attention and dodged in a thrilling way.

The gushing water column continued to attack, hitting a weapon rack next to the ring, and there was a commotion, the weapon rack was washed away, and all the stainless steel weapons placed on it were deformed by the water.

"Woo......" The audience was amazed, and some people thought that if they were hit by Wang Chutian's drainage palm, they didn't know how many bones they could keep.

The drainage palm is also a low-grade martial art, and the power of Wang Jin's flame palm is between Zhong Bo.

According to the ranking of the "Yuan Soul Spectrum" used in the Mortal Dust Continent, the Flame Yuan Spirit is 92nd, the Flowing Water Yuan Spirit is 93rd, and the two Yuan Spirits of water and fire are also indistinguishable.

Wang Jin's confidence suddenly increased, he straightened up, stretched out his hand to point at Wang Chutian, and shouted: "Is this the dignified disciple of the Inner Sect of the Yunlu Palace?

"I ......" Wang Chutian was speechless, his face as red as pig's liver.

Most of the clansmen who originally supported Wang Chutian also fell silent, and it was really embarrassing for a person with status and status to go back on his word.

Zhang Yun'er in the audience suddenly shouted: "Our Yunlu Palace pays attention to improvisation, which is often taught by the master, and Brother Tian has also done it." As for what Brother Tian said just now, it is not a promise, but a strategy, and strategy is also a part of strength, and it is the consciousness that a martial artist should have. ”

"Yes!

"Isn't it just the flame attribute? The cultivation gap is there, and the sky is young and quickly teach that waste!"

"Let him taste the power of the disciples of the Great Sect!" The clansmen who supported Wang Chutian immediately became arrogant again.

"Wang Jin, it turns out that you broke through to the third order of the Yuan Spirit Realm, which caught me off guard, your behavior is a shameful deception, and I won't let you be a despicable villain in the future. Wang Chutian sneered, as if he regarded himself as a victim.

"Hahaha, you people are so thick-skinned that you can say that black can be said to be white, since you can't be reasonable, you can only speak with your fists!" Wang Jin laughed angrily.

"You don't deserve to fight me at all, you must know that I am the fourth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm, and you are just ......" Wang Chutian shouted loudly.

"Drink!"

Wang Jin didn't allow him to finish, and the flame palm immediately slapped over.

Wang Chutian was shocked and hurriedly used his drainage palm to parry.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jin was just a false move this time, he quickly accepted the move, dodged Wang Chutian's drainage palm, and rushed to Wang Chutian.

"Flaming Palm!"

The red palm appeared in front of Wang Chutian's eyes.

Yes!

A heavy palm hit Wang Chutian's chest, Wang Chutian screamed, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and hurriedly cast a draining palm on Wang Jin.

Seeing this, Wang Jin also shot out a flame palm.

The water and fire collided, and they exploded again, and a scorching air flow appeared in place, blurring the vision of both sides.

"The Heavenly Wolf Yuan Spirit has a strong Yuan Spirit power, I can do it!" Wang Jin's pupils shrank, he jumped up, covered his face with both hands, and rushed into the scorching airflow.