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Du Yun stood in the middle of the field, his eyes widened, and he looked at the green grass under his feet that was rapidly withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a terrifying feeling surged into his heart.

He felt the hairs on his whole body stand up, and there was a cold feeling behind him, which he had never felt before, at this moment, he seemed to be on a rope in the abyss, and if he moved, he would be robbed of his life.

Many disciples in the stands covered their mouths and exclaimed, their eyes fell on Du Yun's back, where the short hair on Ye Ling's forehead swayed in the wind, he stood with his feet apart, leaned forward, and grabbed his right hand with his left hand.

And the source of that exclamation was Ye Ling's right hand.

With Ye Ling as the center, the weeds and small trees within ten meters around him are withering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and each plant withering will turn into a green energy, and those energies are all gathered on Ye Ling's right hand.

"Isn't this ・・・・・・ Elder Yanqing's Wild Fist?"

"Wow, what a wild fist, this kid can learn such advanced martial arts so much. ”

"By the way, last time he and Senior Sister Ling Xue won Elder Yanqing in chess skills and rewarded a roll of martial arts, could it be that this ridiculous fist can't be successful?"

For a while, there was a noisy discussion in the stands, but everyone's eyes did not take their eyes off Ye Ling, and a move that could be said to be an earth-shattering martial art was actually issued from an eighth-level martial artist, which made everyone feel like they were dreaming.

On the Tianfeng Continent, the level of martial arts is high and low, but the more advanced the martial arts, the higher the requirements for themselves, and many martial arts even have spiritual power level requirements. Wild Fist is a mid-grade martial art at the ground level, which can be said to be a high-level martial art in the British Empire, and under normal circumstances, martial artists may not be able to cultivate successfully. But Ye Ling was just a small eighth-level martial artist, and he used the Wild Fist, and from that appearance, this Wild Fist was not yet a preliminary mastery, but was already familiar.

On the command platform, the four gate masters and Yan Qing were also very surprised, especially Yan Qing, who was surprised and relieved at the same time.

At that time, in the chess competition, he rewarded Ye Ling and Ling Xue with the Wild Fist, and he didn't expect them to learn the Wild Fist in a short time, but he didn't expect that Ye Ling's talent was even better than he imagined, and he had mastered the Wild Fist to such a level in such a short period of time.

"Yan Qing, your wild fist is known as the most difficult martial art to learn in the middle grade of the prefecture level, and it is so easy to learn by this kid?" Lin Xiuyuan touched his chin and looked at Yan Qing with a smile.

Yan Qing nodded slightly: "I didn't expect it, this son is quite extraordinary." ”

Hong Lieyang said: "People who are born with consummation of spiritual power are often better than people who are directly consummated by the awakening of spiritual power. However, the power of this desolate fist is too great, and Iwaki is ready to make a move. ”

Yan Qing nodded slightly, and his gaze continued to fall on Ye Ling's body.

・・・・・・ whether it was the discussion in the stands, or the attention of the four gate masters and elders on the command platform, Ye Ling didn't know, and only Du Yun's back was left in his eyes now.

Ye Ling also knew that it was impossible to kill Du Yun in this exchange competition between new and old disciples, but no matter what, he had to give him a little deterrent first, otherwise according to Du Yun's character, he would definitely keep making trouble for himself.

When Du Yun turned around, the green light on Ye Ling's right hand was already the size of a basketball, and within a circle with a diameter of ten meters that was ten meters in his circle, all the plants had disappeared, and the originally vibrant turquoise color had turned into a depressed withered yellow.

And the turquoise energy above Ye Ling's right hand was getting stronger and stronger, and Du Yun's gaze fell on the turquoise energy, and the palpitations in his heart became even stronger.

Because at this moment, Ye Ling was standing two meters away from him, and the moment he turned around, the corners of Ye Ling's mouth had turned upward.

"Waste-fist!"

A faint cheer came from Ye Ling's mouth, and at the same time, his right hand smashed towards Du Yun's head.

Du Yun swallowed his saliva violently, wanting to dodge, but Ye Ling was very fast, and he had already arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Ye Ling's turquoise fist continued to enlarge in Du Yun's eyes, and a fear of death came from Du Yun's heart.

"No—"

Just after Du Yun hissed and shouted exhaustedly, a black-robed figure appeared in front of him without warning, the figure was behind him with one hand, and the other hand stretched out towards Ye Ling's palm.

A strange scene appeared, when the black-robed man's palm touched Ye Ling's fist, the turquoise energy on Ye Ling's fist seemed to be swallowed, and it was quickly sucked away by the black-robed man.

After a while, Yan Qing's kind smile appeared in Ye Ling's eyes, he looked at Ye Ling, and then smiled: "Very good." You won this game!"

Ye Ling withdrew his fist and looked at Yan Qing, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

As for Du Yun behind Yan Qing, because of the fright just now, his legs were weak and he sat on the ground.

Yan Qing didn't care about Du Yun either, although this guy was the young master of the Du family in Flowing Fire City, his identity was still a cut short compared to the Great Elder of the Water Gate of the Aoki Sect.

What's more, Yan Qing now attaches great importance to Ye Ling, and he also sees the hatred between Ye Ling and Du Yun, although he can't let Ye Ling kill Du Yun here, he won't take care of Du Yun.

Yan Qing cleared his throat, and then announced to the audience: "In the first game of the fifth round, Ye Ling, a new disciple of the Water Gate, win!"

As soon as Yan Qing's words fell, the whole audience burst into fierce cheers, and even many old disciples gave their own applause, because Ye Ling conquered them with his strength.

Among the fourteen new disciples who entered the fifth round, Ye Ling was the only one whose strength did not reach the realm of martial artists, but he fought beyond the level and defeated Du Yun, who had just broken through to the realm of martial artists, and became the first new disciple to defeat the five old disciples. At this moment, Ye Ling's name was also remembered by many disciples of the Aoki Sect, this guy may not be worse than the eight geniuses who are in full swing.

In the stands of the Water Gate, Ling Xue, Xu Meng, Xiao Yu and Li Yuanye all had proud smiles on their faces, they were Ye Ling's good friends, and they were happy from the bottom of their hearts for Ye Ling's success.

Li Yuanye announced loudly to the people around him: "Did you see it, that's my eldest brother, haha, he's too strong." ”

Xiao Yu also held Xu Meng's hand tightly: "Sister Xu Meng, he really succeeded." ”

Xu Meng nodded slightly: "Well, I know he will be able to, next, I will also work hard!"

・・・・・・ the stands of the Fire Gate, Zhang Haolun, who had been noticed by Ye Ling before, looked at Ye Ling who had won, his eyes flickered slightly, and then his fists were clenched tightly, and he said in a low voice: "He is also an eighth-level martial artist, but he did it, I am still too bad, too bad!"

In the stands of the Golden Gate, Chen Yi jumped up directly and excitedly: "I knew that this kid must be able to do it, haha, the third young master of this Flowing Fire City is too bad." ”

For a time, Ye Ling became the focus of the audience.

However, as a party to the party, he was not proud, he quietly walked to his position, but his heart kept thinking about the scene when Yan Qing reached out and grabbed his fist just now, and then sucked all the power of the absurd fist away.

"Is this the power of the Immortal Warrior? I'm still too far behind!"

Ye Ling raised his head slightly, and there was iron-like firmness in his eyes.

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