"Song... Young Master Song Yi?"

The young man would never have thought that his opponent would be Young Master Song Yi, which was undoubtedly one of the opponents he didn't want to meet.

Unlike Song Mumu, because Song Yi has almost no communication with the outside world over the years, the information that everyone has about him is too little and too little, except for those who have cultivated to reach above the psychic realm, and can judge Song Yi's strength through breath perception, others basically can't know Song Yi's specific cultivation now, and the only thing that can be known is Song Yi's identity as the son of the master of the Ming Hall.

Under this identity, the cultivation resources that Song Yi can have are far from being comparable to other young generations, borrowing these resources, even if he is lazy, Song Yi's strength is enough to surpass the vast majority of his peers, Song Puppet is an example, he is usually a gentleman, and now he has easily stepped into the Spirit Condensation Realm, but what Song Yi's strength is, it is unpredictable.

Therefore, no matter who it is, facing Song Yi is like facing an unknown question mark, and this question mark still carries dangerous attributes.

"This kid is really unlucky. "At the judging stage, Song Zhen, the master of the sea number hall, looked at the east area of the competition platform, for this competition, she seemed to have seen the results, and Song Qing was also looking at Song Yi who was on the stage at this time, his eyes narrowed slightly, originally, this could be a duel without suspense, but he was very concerned, Song Qing could feel that since the assassination, Song Yi seemed to have changed as a person, what was the reason behind this, he couldn't say clearly, but this was a good thing after all, so he wanted to see what Song Yi would do now.

Because of Song Yi's debut, the East District suddenly became the most high-profile duel area on the entire martial arts platform, and at this time, among the other three duel areas, even if there were outstanding people with more than eleven veins of the Spirit Realm on stage, they seemed to have lost their previous attention.

And under the gaze of countless eyes, Song Yi, who was on the stage, also began to prepare for the competition, he looked at the young man not far away, his expression was very calm, but this calm became a little terrible in the eyes of the other party.

The young man's name is Song Yuan, the grandson of an elder in the family, according to the division of the five halls, he belongs to the Qinghao Hall, and this time his goal in the competition is not bold enough to win the first place in a group, let alone the championship, what he wants is just to enter the top four in the sixteen-year-old group, which means that he needs to defeat five peers in a row.

It's just that he would never have thought that the first opponent he faced would be Young Master Song Yi, which meant that he had a high probability of defeating, but after a period of consternation, Song Yuan quickly adjusted his state back, he would not be defeated without a fight like the young man who fought with Song Mumu before, not to mention that Young Master Song Yi may not be as strong as he imagined.

Maybe he's just within the realm of the Senses?

Thinking of this, Song Yuan, who had the last glimmer of hope, immediately took a step back, first ensured a safe distance from Song Yi, and then put on a posture to attack, every inch of muscle in his body was ready to face the enemy at this moment.

And when Song Yuan put on a posture and was about to meet Song Yi, Song Yi on the opposite side also slowly raised his hands, only to see that he held his hands into fists, the same height as his head, his left hand in front and his right hand in the back, forming a posture that no one present had ever seen.

"What is he doing?" At the judging table, Song Yang saw Song Yi's strange movements, and also asked: "Is this protecting his face?"

In this regard, several other hall masters also shook their heads, they had never seen this kind of posture against people, including Song Yuqing and others in the special audience seat, they had seen more duels in the Bafang Garden than anyone else, but they were really a little unfamiliar with Song Yi's posture in front of them.

When everyone was puzzled, Song Yi and Song Yuan on the competition platform had gradually entered a state of confrontation, the two first confronted each other for a few breaths, and then it was Song Yi who took the lead in making a move, but he did not attack, but let go of the fist of one hand and made a move to the other party, which was a gesture for Song Yuan to attack him, and it was also a provocation.

Facing Song Yi's provocative action, Song Yuan also gritted his teeth, after hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help it, the power under his feet exploded, and under a gust of wind-like steps, he rushed towards Song Yi at an extremely fast speed, and the distance between the two was less than ten meters, and it was shortened to less than two meters in the blink of an eye.

"Drink!"

With a deep snort, Song Yuan's right fist smashed directly into Song Yi, in the state of the twelve main meridians completely sensing the vitality, the power of his punch was enough to directly penetrate a wall made of bricks, but just when Song Yuan's fierce punch approached Song Yi's face, his body suddenly lost its center of gravity, and then, Song Yuan's entire body fell directly forward.

Song Yi's side of his body avoided Song Yuan's attack, while Song Yuan fell directly to the ground with a snap when he lost his center of gravity, and rolled a few times in embarrassment.

Such a scene made everyone outside the competition stage slightly stunned, and some people didn't even see what was going on at all, only the five hall masters at the judging platform, and Song Yuqing and others in the special audience seat saw clearly what Song Yi had just done.

In fact, Song Yi didn't use any advanced martial arts, he just... tripped Song Yuan with his foot, and it was such a simple action that neutralized Song Yuan's attack.

"Ouch!"

Song Yuan, who had rolled around a few laps on the competition platform, stood up screaming in embarrassment, when he looked at Song Yi again, his face was already a little stunned, he thought about the various moves that Song Yi would use before making a move, but he didn't expect that Song Yi would use this method of tripping.

"Come again. Looking at Song Yuan who stood up again, Song Yi still maintained his original posture, and soon, Song Yuan adjusted his state again, and this time, he paid special attention to Song Yi's lower body, Song Yuan thought that he was blinded by Song Yi's posture, and the erection of the two fists on the surface would make most people think that the attack came from the two fists, and no one thought that Song Yi's real attack was actually under his feet.

This must be a trick used by Song Yi.

After adjustment, Song Yuan quickly launched a second attack, and this time, while he swung his fist, he no longer ignored Song Yi's feet, and every moment, he was wary of Song Yi's movements.

However, this time, in the face of Song Yuan's offensive, Song Yi no longer tripped him with his feet, and when Song Yuan's offensive approached him, his upper body suddenly leaned forward, and when Song Yuan noticed that something was wrong, he had no time to respond, and in the next moment, Song Yi's right fist landed on Song Yuan's face.

Bang!

Under the punch, Song Yuan's whole person was beaten backwards, and finally fell to the ground, his nose bleeded, this scene surprised everyone in the audience again.

"It's... What martial arts?"

The five hall masters at the judging stage, as well as Song Yuqing and others in the special auditorium, were all stunned at this time, the moves used by Song Yi and Song Yuan in the duel were all unseen for them, through the duel in the two rounds just now, others could not see it, but they were more experienced and they were able to find that Song Yi's attack was irregular, and he had no preparation at all before the attack.

Not only the opponent, but I'm afraid even Song Yi himself doesn't know what his next move will be, and Song Yi decides how to attack after the opponent attacks, and then he will judge the situation.

It's a martial art they've never seen before... No, this may not be a certain kind of martial arts, but because of the improvisation of fighting skills, any martial arts, whether advanced or low-level, will have corresponding characteristics and weaknesses, as long as it is analyzed, then no matter how advanced martial arts, you can find the corresponding confrontation method, but the fighting skills used by Song Yi have no weaknesses in a sense, there are no specific moves, which means that you can attack at will, but the difficulty lies in quickly finding the opponent's weaknesses and making responses.

"In our Song family's Hidden Scripture Pavilion, there is this kind of martial arts technique?" At the judging table, several hall masters looked at each other, and immediately shook their heads, they really hadn't heard of this kind of martial arts technique, and Song Yi's fighting method also attracted the attention of another person, Song Cang originally didn't pay attention to the knockout round, but the moment he just looked up, he also happened to see the duel between Song Yi and Song Yuan.

Suddenly, Song Cang's interest in Song Yi became even stronger.

At this time, on the competition platform, after Song Yi knocked over Song Yuan with a punch, he did not continue to attack, the referee quickly came over to count, from one breath to four breaths, at this time, Song Yuan finally stood up, he had a nosebleed, he looked very embarrassed at the moment, he gritted his teeth and temporarily wiped the blood from his nose with his hand, that look, not only did he not mean to admit defeat, but he also seemed to be a little angry.

"I'm going to defeat you!" With a loud shout, Song Yuan rushed towards Song Yi again like a bull, the power under his feet exploded, and he directly sent himself into the air several meters high, and then in the air, his body spun rapidly, and the last leg slashed at Song Yi below.

Song Yi, who maintained a calm look, stepped on the ground with his right foot and sent his body away from Song Yuan's attack range, and Song Yuan's split leg was also split on the hard competition platform.

Swish!

At the next moment when Song Yuan's attack fell, Song Yi shot again, he rushed to Song Yuan's front in one step, the fist in his hand swept like a storm, and smashed on Song Yuan's right face, this punch knocked one of Song Yuan's teeth out with blood.

However, this time, Song Yi's attack was no longer a single blow, and Song Yuan's posture at this time was an excellent opportunity for him to attack, so he hit Song Yuan's chin with his second punch, and this punch knocked Song Yuan off the ground like a dragon rising into the air.

At this point, Song Yi stopped, because Song Yuan had no strength to fight back, and the ten breaths passed quickly, and the referee also announced Song Yi's victory, and Song Yuan was carried down.

Standing on the stage, Song Yi raised his right fist above his head, made a victory gesture, and then walked off the competition platform with a smile, this time, he won very beautifully, as for the fighting skills he used, only he himself knows, this is called free fighting on the earth, this is a kind of free play in actual combat according to the battle situation, flexible fists, elbows and knees and other three-dimensional techniques, both long and short, fully displayed, and the ultimate goal is to knock down the opponent.

Song Yi was also very surprised, he wanted to test whether he could defeat the cultivators of this world without relying on the cultivation power of this world, and it turned out that this was not impossible.

"Young Master... It's amazing. Among the onlookers in the arena, Qiao Yun also exclaimed Song Yi's victory.