After a day of round-robin competition, the competition of the Wu clan entered the finals of the second day.

In the morning, the finals of the third and fourth places were held, and Wu Xia finally defeated Wu Jian, a child in the family, to win the third place.

The long-awaited decisive battle between Wu and Wu Liang will be held in the afternoon.

Just after noon, the arena was already crowded with people, and for a while, the entire sect became an empty alley.

"Come on, Wu Resent!" the fat man shouted as he stood below, directly influencing a group of people to cheer for Wu Resentment.

Wu Yan was the first external disciple to be able to break into the top three of the clan competition, so he also got the support of all the external disciples.

Wu Yan and Wu Liang jumped into the ring at the call of everyone, and solemnly signed the "battle contract" under the witness of the patriarch and thousands of spectators. Then he stood on either side, two fierce eyes intertwined.

"As I said, I must defeat you in the clan competition!" Wu Yan said coldly. The long-accumulated resentment was finally able to vent today, and Wu couldn't wait.

"You weren't my opponent before, but today I will still beat you down, and you will always get out of the Wu clan in the future, you don't belong here. Wu Liang retorted.

"Then let's try it and see who gets out!" replied Wu Yan.

As soon as the hour came, the little elder stood up and walked to the front of the stage, and sang loudly: "Now, the competition for the champion and runner-up of the young people of this sect has officially begun!" After speaking, he retreated to the backstage.

After hearing the order, almost at the same time, Wu Yan and Wu Liang attacked each other with punches. The collision of the two powerful Yuan Qi caused the surrounding air to "snap" as if it was boiling, and the light became distorted, so that ordinary people could not see the situation inside.

After a moment, the air returned to calm, and the two people in the ring were still standing, and their positions shifted slightly: Wu Yan took a step back, and Wu Liang took half a step back.

Wu Liang still has the upper hand in terms of basic strength, and during this period, Wu Liang was grounded by the patriarch because of the trap, and then the Great Elder began to train Wu Liang individually.

The Great Elder prepared enough spirit stones for Wu Liang to rush his veins at any cost, and in just half a year, he had broken through the eighth layer, and now he had opened up 312 meridians. This is definitely the most pulsed among the younger generation of the Wu clan.

"It seems that you are growing up much faster than I thought. Wu Liang was also deeply shocked in his heart. I retreated for half a year and consumed countless spirit stones to get to where I am now. Wu complained about how he could grow so fast.

"Let's talk about each other!" Wu Yan thought to himself, "It seems that having the family's resources as a backing is really powerful, and they can even catch up with the speed at which they can absorb the Yuan Qi Bead." Wu Yan, who was originally full of confidence, was in a heavy mood at this time.

"Let you see the real power - Yuan Qi Armor!" Wu Liang shouted, and the Yuan Qi around his body formed a layer of white Yuan Qi armor on the surface of his body, and a Yuan Qi Great Sword condensed in his hand.

"Slash the world!" Under the blessing of Wu Liang, Ling Yan's Yuan Qi Knife drove straight into the air aimed at Wu Yan.

Seeing this, Wu Yan put his hands over his head and greeted him. The sharp Yuan Qi knife was like a real blade, cutting his hands painfully. The huge force of downward pressure made the ring laid with jing stone under his feet "boom", and half of Wu Yan's feet sank.

"Two shot down!" Just when Wu Yan's feet were trapped in the ring and couldn't move, Wu Liang withdrew his Yuan Qi knife and stabbed out at Wu Yan's chest.

In order to resist Wu Liang's blow, Wu Yan's arm was already severely numb, and he was unable to resist with his hands, so he had to use all his vitality to gather in his chest in a hurry.

Wu Liang was full of the assassination power of Jing Pure Vitality, and directly slammed into Wu Yan's chest without hindrance.

Although he had the vitality to protect his chest, Wu Yan still made a "poof!", a mouthful of blood spit out, and his body flew out upside down.

"I can't just lose, I can't!" Wu Yan thought unwillingly in the regression. Using the last of its explosive power, it forced a tumbling in the air and landed on the edge of the ring. He took the opportunity to quickly take out two Hui Qi Pills and swallowed them, used his vitality to protect the wound on his chest, and quickly recovered his vitality.

"Wu Resent, admit defeat! Otherwise, you will die today!" Seeing that Wu Resentment was recovering his strength, Wu Liang did not take the opportunity to defeat him. Through these two attacks just now, Wu Liang has built up a strong self-confidence, and no matter how much Wu Yan resists today, he can defeat him.

"Wu Liang, you're too early!" Wu Yan has recovered most of his vitality after the replenishment of these two Yuan Qi Pills.

"God... Wind... Eight... Fist..."All the vitality that Wu Yan had accumulated was released at this moment.

Before the fist arrived, the cold wind arrived first. Wu Liang suddenly felt that something was wrong, and from this punch, he sensed the slightest threat.

Seeing this, Wu Liang regathered his vitality and prepared to resist.

"Three fixed worlds!" Wu Liang also continued to use ruthless moves.

"Give it to me!" With the shout, Wu Yan's majestic Jing divine power instantly wrapped around Wu Liang's body.

Wu Liang, who was still preparing to perform the move, suddenly calmed down, and his eyes were full of panic: "How is it possible, why does Wu Yan have the power of the Jing God!"

At this moment, Wu Liang's empty door opened, and Wu Liang's move had not yet been used. Without waiting for Wu Liang to think about it, Wu Liang's fierce iron fist fell on Wu Liang's chest.

After the first blow, Wu Liang's body recovered ziyou, but before he could react, Wu Yan's second punch hit his body again.

"Bang!" Wu Liang's body took a step back, and there was a force in his chest that was no less than that of the first two-fist duel.

"Third punch!" Wu Yan did not stop for a moment, and the powerful fist shadow fell on Wu Liang's chest again.

Wu Liang retreated again, "How is it possible, why is it more powerful than the previous punch!"

"Fourth punch!" Wu Liang's face began to turn a little purple, and the force regressed again.

"Fifth punch!" Wu Liang "poofed", spit out a mouthful of blood, and sprayed Wu Yan, who was attacking.

"Sixth punch!" Wu Liang spat out a mouthful of blood again, his eyes already full of panic.

"Seventh punch!" With the punch being played, only a "click" was heard, and Wu Liang's chest was sunken.

"Eighth punch!" With the punch, Wu Liang fell heavily in the ring, covering his chest and panting, the neat long hair tied at the back of his head was also blown scattered by Wu Liang's strong energy, draped in front of his face, and he couldn't see any expression of Wu Liang.

What Wu Liang felt at this time was not physical pain, but the humiliation of Jingshen, a great humiliation. In the more than ten years in the Wu clan, he has never been bullied by his peers.

"I can't bear it, I definitely can't!" Jing Shen's anger covered the pain in his body, and Wu Liang took out a handful of Hui Qi Pill and swallowed it into his mouth.

After Wu Yan finished this punch, he basically ran out of vitality, and when he locked Wu Liang with his Jing divine power, he was also counterattacked, and his brain was buzzing, and he was also holding his body at this moment without falling. The Yuan Qi Pill was gone, and he could only pray that Wu Liang would completely fall under this attack.

"Wu Liang is standing up again!"

The crowd in the audience shouted in exclamation, and under the attack of Wu Yan's eight consecutive punches, Wu Liang actually stood up tremblingly.

"Ah......h Wu Liang's pores instantly left a trace of blood, and several Qi Returning Pills were swallowed at the same time, causing Wu Liang's body to be directly filled with vitality, and a roar released the excess vitality, otherwise I am afraid that he would directly explode and die.

"Liang'er......" Elder Wu stood up "poof", ready to save Wu Liang at any time. It was originally an inevitable one, but he didn't even realize that Wu Yan actually had the power of Jing God. Otherwise, Wu Liang would definitely not let him use the Eight Fists of the Divine Wind, and he couldn't help but feel a little more worried in his heart.

"What......" Wu Yan didn't believe his eyes, he was attacked so strongly by himself that he broke a few ribs, and he was able to stand up.

Wu Yan was already at the end of the strong crossbow at this time, feeling the powerful vitality fluctuations that continued to overflow from Wu Liang's body. Wu sighed in his heart: "Is it really a failure like this? No! I will fight to the end!"

Wu Liang, who was in a half-demon state, stared at Wu Yan opposite with his blood-stained eyes, and used his strongest move: "Ning Yuan**-Shattering the Void"

Wu Liang, who was in his prime, suddenly rose again. The fluctuations of the vitality condensed in the two fists caused the air in the entire ring to be twisted and blurred. The crowd outside close to the ring was instantly brought down.

"Die!" Wu Liang's condensed fist power blasted towards Wu Yan with a furious momentum.

With a loud "boom", the hard ring suddenly floated a piece of fine powder, covering the entire ring, and a figure was seen flying out and landing in the corner of the ring!

"Wu resented ......" The fat man wailed, ready to rush into the ring, but was bounced back by the Yuan Force Wall cast by the little elder just now and fell to the ground.