Chapter 59: A Tribute to the Victor
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If it is common sense, Ye Changge's attack posture will suffer a big loss. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
But this is, after all, a battle between cultivators, not an ordinary martial arts competition.
The pale red vitality formed a thin wedge-shaped layer of vitality on Ye Changge's fingertips, and against the pale golden vitality cover on the surface of Zhen Xiujin's fist, bursting out with sparks.
This time, Ye Changge obviously exerted his weird explosive power again, and actually withstood Zhen Xiujin's big breaking king fist. For a while, the two were at a stalemate, and the terrifying vitality fluctuations spread out in a circle around the two of them, and even everyone in the audience could clearly feel their powerful power collision.
"Huh?"
Those who had already seen the battle had discovered that Ye Changge's arm against the Great Breaking King Fist had already burst open due to the impact of power, and patches of purple-red areas appeared on the surface of the exposed skin.
Obviously, at this moment, because of all his strength, the situation inside Ye Changge's arm is already very bad, and I am afraid that it is not much stronger than the other arm.
If he doesn't get the win in this fight anytime soon, both of his arms will be temporarily scrapped, and he will almost be declared defeated.
But how do you get enough wins?
Ye Changge immediately made his own answer.
His hand suddenly opened, turning his fingers into palms, and the layer of light mask became wider and rounder, quite similar to the shape of the Yuan Qi layer on the surface of Zhen Xiujin's fist.
However, Zhen Xiujin's face changed: Ye Changge's light mask seemed to be more threatening than his previous wedge-shaped light mask. Under his strong oppression, his Yuan Qi layer seemed to have begun to produce some subtle cracks.
“...... How so?"
"How so?"
Tang Yanping, a teacher who watched the battle on stage, couldn't help but raise the questions in his heart.
In fact, this is also the mind of most spectators who see the situation at the beginning of the situation.
Even if they were as strong as Lan Huarong, Wu Xuan Daoren and others, they couldn't study and understand that the situation between the two of them would change like this.
Yuan Qing seemed to have a judgment, but he still couldn't be particularly sure.
"He can't be considered a king after all......"
In the end, it is Luo Xuanying, as a gentleman, not only is his strength far beyond everyone else, but his vision is also quite extraordinary at a young age. She looked at Zhen Xiujin, whose arms seemed to be trembling a little, and seemed to show a little regret:
"They've been dormant for too long...... Suddenly killed, only unparalleled sharpness, but not much confidence to withstand defeat again. One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. If it is the power of the true king, it will neither fear confrontation nor lose to stalemate. Pity...... Zhen Xiujin does not and cannot have that kind of bearing, and his king fist momentum will only get weaker and weaker with the passage of time. And when he wanted to change his moves, he was seized by Ye Changge and was restrained by changing his force in advance......"
What a terrible boy!
Luo Xuanying's words were not finished, but everyone on the high platform couldn't help but have this thought at the same time.
Looking at Ye Changge's red and purple color becoming more and more deep, steady enough that there was no trace of trembling arms, their impression became even more profound.
is so desperate, is it really the lazy and passive teenager who just laughed and said that there was no reason to win?
But even with such desperate efforts, could he hold on until Zhen Xiujin's momentum was completely exhausted and then completely subdued?
"The look in your eyes tells me that even if the momentum is waning, you will drag it until my arm collapses. ”
Ye Changge suddenly smiled, but his warm smile pierced Zhen Xiujin's heart like an ice pick.
"So what?" Zhen Xiujin gritted his teeth and said, "Your arm condition is already quite bad, I don't believe you can last longer than me!"
"Persistence?hehe......" Ye Changge's smile was even more sarcastic: "Is this your understanding of the king? At this time, you didn't have the consciousness of letting go in advance and eating me first to consume my last strength, no wonder your Great Breaking King Fist only has this half-baked power that can be just but unlasting......"
Zhen Xiujin's heart skipped a hard beat again, and he just wanted to defend something, but Ye Changge's moves changed again.
With a sharp hook of his five fingers, the originally tight and tough Yuan Qi layer suddenly turned into countless trickles of Yuan Qi, and almost instantly penetrated through Zhen Xiujin's cracked Yuan Qi Hood, which had begun to crack when he had been crushed. Under the action of several forces in different directions, Zhen Xiujin's vitality cover instantly cracked.
He wanted to fight back. However, Ye Changge's countless Dao Yuan Qi currents were densely spread down like sharp arrows.
thorax, subumbilicus, costal ...... One after another Yuan Qi flowed into it, and the Yuan Qi in the Yuan Vein was instantly twisted into a pulp, completely unable to function.
His whole body, with a few blinks of an eye, was completely uncontrollable as if it didn't belong to him anymore.
This time is actually very short.
But, enough is enough for something to happen.
Because of Ye Changge's grabbing, he was still falling.
Ye Changge took a slight step forward, and the position of his blow moved forward slightly, and he jumped up a foot slightly, forming a condescending positional advantage for Zhen Xiujin.
Zhen Xiujin, who couldn't move at all and couldn't even mobilize his vitality to protect himself, watched Ye Changge's grasp and pressed it on his shoulder.
Then, with his own body, he slammed into the ground!
"Boom!"
An explosion that was almost not inferior to Xu Dongqing's last blow on the field was staged on this martial arts stage again!
Han Tao immediately brushed his sleeves away the smoke.
As a referee, he shouldn't have intervened in the game so early.
But he had already judged the closest position.
The winner has been decided.
However, the audience did not know the outcome.
Zhen Xiujin, did you withstand this blow?
Ye Changge, is there no longer the strength to fight?
All one could see was a figure half-kneeling there.
It's Ye Changge.
He slowly stood up, blood rushing through the epidermis of his arm.
However, he didn't care, his smile still looked extremely sunny, and with his bloody appearance, it showed a strange sense of horror.
For a moment, the audience was silent.
Han Tao walked up to him expressionlessly, bent down, and swung his palm knife to split some stones.
Then he gently pulled the unconscious Zhen Xiujin out of a shallow human pit, confirmed Zhen Xiujin's state, and then raised his voice:
"Winner, gray cloth, Ye Changge!"
"...... Uproar"
After a brief silence, the arena exploded in an instant!
Win again!
The freshmen of the gray coat class actually won again!
Zhen Xiujin, who is one point stronger than Yun Jiao, and Ye Changge, who has not yet woken up.
The gap between the opponents in this pair is bigger than the previous victory over Yunjiao by Xu Dongqing.
However, Ye Changge still won.
Won when almost no one was favoring.
Defeat the enemy with one blow, how hearty!
"Senior Brother Ye is doing well!"
"It is worthy of being the first person in our gray coat to be the first person in actual combat!"
"It's amazing!"
Not to mention the academies in gray cheered one by one, the students in white also sincerely showed admiration and admiration.
Compared with Xu Dongqing, who defeated his opponent in the same realm, Ye Changge's duel of crossing the border and winning was even more bloody.
Ye Changge looked around a little dazedly.
He saw the gentlemen and the elders and officials on the high platform standing up and applauding him, he saw the students in the audience cheering for him, he saw Jiang Xiaoping showing a rare expression of excitement, he saw Xu Dongqing's little face blooming with a smile like a flower, and he saw a bastard boy in the distance who had secretly broken away from his cultivation state and came to watch the battle with a thumbs up to him......
He suddenly felt that he seemed to realize something important about the victory that he had not been able to appreciate before......
"Ahh
He suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared!
The unusual insolence of the fifteen-year-old boy, who rarely has mood swings on weekdays, was exchanged for more enthusiastic cheers from the audience.
This is the purest and most glorious tribute to the winner!