One is a twenty-four or five-year-old Crescent Moon Warrior, and the other is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Crescent Moon Warrior, although this duel between Chu Yuanyang and Ye Xingxing is destined not to be as exciting and intense as the two just now, but it can arouse people's curiosity and attention more.

There is no other reason, just because these two people are too young, and they have achieved such impressive achievements at such a young age, which is really enviable.

Chu Yuanyang has both a stunning handsome appearance and a strength far beyond that of martial artists of the same age, such a figure does not dare to be said to be unique among the younger generation of martial artists in the Federation, but it is definitely a handful, which is also the capital that Chu Yuanyang is proud of. It's a pity that Ye Xingxing's existence has overshadowed his light, making his advantages almost disappear.

When it comes to appearance, Chu Yuanyang's melancholy and feminine beauty can indeed attract countless fans, and Ye Xingxing's fresh and sunny image, which is diametrically opposed to him, will undoubtedly have a large number of followers;

Most of the eyes of the vast majority of people were looking at Ye Xingxing, this kid who was not yet twenty years old had set a new record in the Federation martial arts world, becoming the youngest moon-level martial artist in history, according to this trend, maybe twenty or thirty years later, the Federation martial arts world would rise again with an awe-inspiring Sun Martial Artist.

Even Xueyin, who was sitting on the side, seemed to have a strong interest in Ye Xingxing, he stared at Ye Xingxing's back, the light in his eyes flashed, no one could guess what this super powerful and famous big man of the Federation was thinking at the moment.

Chu Yuanyang also felt the great attention that everyone gave to Ye Xingxing, he suddenly felt like a child who had fallen out of favor, and he felt infinitely aggrieved in his heart, seeing Ye Xingxing walking towards him step by step, with a confident smile on his face, a strong jealousy began to spread wildly in his body, turning into boundless hatred and a thick killing machine.

If you are better than me, I must step on it!" Chu Yuanyang clenched his fists and swore secretly.

The two people walked to the center of the empty field and stood still, calmly confronting each other, neither of them was in a hurry to make a move, their eyes collided fiercely in the air, and a shadowless and invisible aura shrouded each other.

Ye Xingxing used the strength of the Full Moon Martial Artist against Chu Yuanyang, and it was naturally easy to defeat him, but in order to reflect the "fairness" of this competition, he had to carefully drive his internal breath and firmly suppress his strength at the level of the New Moon Martial Artist, not daring to go beyond it in the slightest, so as not to be seen by the incomparably powerful Blood Yin and some other martial artists whose strength was stronger than his own.

"Brother-in-law, you have to come on!" Duanmu Yan also seemed to feel that the atmosphere on the field was gradually becoming tense, a pair of pink fists were clenched in front of his chest, and he shouted to cheer for Ye Xingxing.

Ye Xingxing didn't look back, raised his right hand high above his head, and made an "ok" gesture.

"You haven't had lunch yet, you must be hungry, right?" Ye Xingxing's first sentence surprised everyone.

Chu Yuanyang was also stunned, then frowned and said coldly: "Does this have anything to do with you?"

Ye Xingxing said: "Fighting with an opponent with an empty stomach, I don't think it's a martial victory! For the sake of justice, I decided to let you have ten rounds!"

Chu Yuanyang felt a sense of madness, and smiled angrily: "Okay! Okay! This is what you said!"

He raised his eyebrows, the cold light in his eyes shot out, his right fist rushed out, and blasted towards Ye Kaixing's face door in the air, and a cloud of invisible true qi condensed at the end of the fist flew out of his fist, rubbing violently against the air, making a muffled sound of "boom", and the sound was like rolling thunder.

Shocking Fist!

Dao Sect High-level Attack Martial Arts!

The surrounding martial artists couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Chu Yuanyang using this kind of boxing technique, they didn't expect that this man who was as feminine as a woman would actually choose to practice such a domineering boxing technique, and it seemed that his attainments were already very deep.

Chu Yuanyang was obviously extremely angry with Ye Xingxing, and as soon as he made a move, he actually used all his strength without any reservations. When Zhao Jindou saw it, he couldn't help frowning, and sighed secretly, thinking that Chu Yuanyang's surname was lonely and arrogant, and he couldn't think calmly and deal with things calmly, how could he compete for the position of sect master in the future?

Thinking of Chu Xianxiao, the daughter of the current sect leader Mu Linglong, although the eccentric and beautiful girl is still a little young and her strength is not as good as Chu Yuanyang, she is generous and tolerant in dealing with people, and she has a motherly demeanor, and the people in the Taoist sect who support her to take over the position of sect master are no less than Chu Yuanyang. If it weren't for the fact that there was a deputy sect master's father supporting the scene, Zhao Jindou could even imagine that Chu Yuanyang would definitely suffer a fiasco in the battle with Chu Xian's waist for the sect master.

Ye Xingxing said that he wanted to let Chu Yuanyang for ten rounds, so when he saw him attacking with one punch, he didn't accept the move, and used the "big movement method", a horizontal move was easy to dodge, and he shouted: "One round!"

Chu Yuanyang is the same Crescent Moon Martial artist as him, his strength is similar, and he is not arrogant enough to take advantage of him in the first round, after the first punch is issued, the second punch follows, the second punch is just released, and the figure suddenly shakes, and it has already circled to the left side of Ye Xingxing's body, and the raised hand is the third punch.

He used the "Bagua Dragon Step" body to surround Ye Xingxing's body non-stop, and every time he reached a direction, his fists struck in a row, and almost in the blink of an eye, he sent out eight "earth-shaking fists", and the thunder carried by the fist became louder and louder, and it really had a bit of earth-shaking momentum.

"Two rounds, three rounds, four rounds...... Eight rounds!"

Chu Yuanyang's punches were extremely fast, and sometimes a few punches in a row clearly blocked all the retreats that Ye Xingxing could dodge, but Ye Xingxing still dodged from time to time, every time there was no danger, the clothes on his body were wiped by the hunting sound of the fist wind true qi, Duanmu Yan's heart hung high, and his beautiful eyes didn't dare to blink, for fear that Ye Xingxing would be hurt.

“...... Ten rounds!"

After Chu Yuanyang's last punch was punched, he heard Ye Xingxing's loud reminder, his face couldn't help but change, the stormy offensive stopped, and the momentum that was still at his peak just now also declined.

Ten rounds are over? Chu Yuanyang's thoughts were sluggish in an instant, it was a full ten "Heaven Shaking Fist" that contained ten percent of his true qi, he didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes, and he couldn't force the other party to take his punch, and a large amount of true qi was consumed in vain...... Chu Yuanyang felt extremely annoyed, and at the same time felt very surprised, thinking that Ye Xingxing's use was obviously the low-level "Great Movement Technique" in the Buddhist Sect's martial arts, how could he be able to dodge the attack of his high-level martial arts? According to common sense, high-level martial arts have an absolutely obvious advantage over low-level martial arts, and the speed of his own moves is a few points faster than his body dodge speed, there is no reason for him to get away with it every time!

This word suddenly popped up in Chu Yuanyang's mind.

In fact, how did he know that although Ye Xingxing, whose strength had reached the realm of the Full Moon Martial Artist, forcibly suppressed his own strength, he still had eyesight, and before he punched out, Ye Xingxing already knew the attack route of this punch, and made dodge actions in advance, because Ye Xingxing's every move was just right, so even a strong person like Xueyin did not see that he deliberately concealed his strength.

"Ten rounds have passed, and now I'm going to fight back!" Ye Xingxing grinned.

Seeing Ye Xingxing's smile, Chu Yuanyang's heart jumped suddenly, and he subconsciously began to retreat backwards.

Ye Xingxing laughed, his body advanced suddenly, he had been accumulating strength for a long time, and if he didn't move, he was extremely fast, his body almost hit Chu Yuanyang's body, Chu Yuanyang was taken aback, his fists hit directly, and two true qi rushed towards Ye Xingxing, who rushed like a cannonball.

Ye Xingxing didn't dodge this time, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, his palms and five fingers were tightly together, like a blade, slashing down from top to bottom, the two spiritual qi were one left and one right, after dissolving the two true qi struck out by the "Heaven Shaking Fist", the remaining two points of palm power were tightly attached to Chu Yuanyang's left and right arms and continued to cut down, Chu Yuanyang only felt that his arms were cold, and the sleeves of the chic and elegant green coat on his body fell to the ground in response, and the two arms were suddenly exposed to the air.

"What a mercy knife!"

"The shot is extraordinary, and he deserves to be the teacher's closed disciple!"

"Little junior brother's mercy sword is full of domineering, and it has been exerted to the extreme that a Crescent Moon Martial Artist can have!

"In this game, the little junior brother has won!"

"I'm also cultivating the Compassion Knife, but it's too far from being compared to the junior brother!

"Little junior brother, have time to give me more advice!"

"This time cut his sleeves, next time cut his trouser legs, let this Taoist beautiful man put on a vest and pants, and enjoy a bit of coolness!"

"Haha......"

Seeing that as soon as Ye Xingxing displayed the high-level martial art "Compassion Knife" of the Buddhist Sect, Chu Yuanyang made a big fool, Xia Bing, Xia Huo and the members of the Buddhist sect couldn't help but applaud one after another, and they were a little more confident that the little junior disciple of the sect would win.

Chu Yuanyang was embarrassed and angry, roared and launched a counterattack with all his might, trying to regain the lost face from Ye Xingxing, Ye Xingxing was determined to humiliate him, how could he be satisfied? After dozens of rounds of hard-to-hard attacks with him, seeing that he was a little out of breath, he knew that this guy's true qi had been almost consumed, so he smiled and said: "Someone proposed that you change to a vest and pants, I think it's okay! Now that you have the vest, you are still short of pants...... Mind you, in ten turns, I'm going to turn your pants into pants!"

The two have been fighting for fifty or sixty rounds now, and it stands to reason that each other's internal breath should have been consumed, Chu Yuanyang already felt that his true qi was a little unsustainable, but he didn't expect Ye Xingxing's aura to be endless, and under the shock, his fighting spirit was even lowered.

The rest of the martial artists also noticed this, and they were amazed one by one. The expression in Xueyin's eyes was even more complicated, and he secretly thought: "Among the tens of thousands of martial artists in the Federation, some people are born with super attack power, some are good at defense, and some have wonderful physical skills, this kid ...... Could it be that he is a natural martial artist with a long inner breath? Isn't it simple...... It's not simple...... No wonder the previous attempts failed......"

As soon as Ye Xingxing's words fell, he began to launch a swift and fierce attack on Chu Yuanyang, still using the "Mercy Knife", Chu Yuanyang gritted his teeth and resisted for five rounds, and finally on the sixth round, the invisible blade formed by Ye Xingxing's "Compassion Knife" slashed between his knees, so the front half of the trousers was cut with a long crack, fortunately Chu Yuanyang dodged in time, so he did not hurt the skin and flesh.

There were people around who applauded loudly, some people laughed and shouted, Chu Yuanyang was disturbed, and his mind became chaotic.

"If Yuanyang is not impatient and calm, even if he can't win this battle, he won't show defeat so soon...... Alas, the deputy sect master had high hopes for Yuan Yang, but Yuan Yang's performance was really disappointing...... It's not a big thing!"

Zhao Jindou sighed, closed his eyes and couldn't bear to continue looking, his face full of disappointment and disappointment. The other members of the Dao Sect also saw that Chu Yuanyang might lose this battle, and they all looked at each other and felt a little depressed.

Unlike others, Chu Xiaoying slowly lowered his head after watching the battle between the two sides for a while, and the look on his face was a little happy. It seems that this brother, who is not related to her, has failed and been humiliated, which she is happy to see.

In the ninth round, Ye Xingxing's figure appeared behind Chu Yuanyang like a ghost, and another "mercy knife" was slashed, and the knife wind passed, and the crook of Chu Yuanyang's trousers was cut in the back leg of a hole, which was connected with the one that was drawn in front of the knee just now, so that the pants below the knee suddenly fell off, so Chu Yuanyang's trousers really became big pants.

"Oh, look, everyone, the big pants are out!"

"Haha, the vest with pants, it's cool to wear, right?"

"It's still free to cut!"

"Little junior brother, is it possible to turn this vest into a vest?"

"Is it possible to make big pants small panties?"

The onlookers pointed at Chu Yuanyang and laughed, with sneers in their mouths, and their voices were like a tide.

Since Chu Yuanyang grew up so big, he has always lived in an environment where the water and the wind are smooth, how could he have been insulted like this? For a while, he was so angry that his face became hideous and distorted, and the whole person looked like he was about to go crazy.

"Yuanyang, admit defeat!"

The defeat was decided, and Zhao Jindou couldn't bear to see Chu Yuanyang continue to be humiliated, so he shouted loudly.

"You fart!" Chu Yuanyang was furious, and sent a blow at Ye Xingxing, shouting hysterically: "How could I lose? I will never admit defeat!"

Now that this showdown has been going on, everyone feels that it is almost time to end. Chu Yuanyang gave people the feeling that he had just been promoted to the Crescent Moon Martial Artist, but Ye Xingxing made people feel that they were already at the peak stage of the Crescent Moon Martial Artist, although the two were at the same level, but the little difference was enough to affect the success or failure of the victory.

There were hundreds of members of the Dao Sect at the scene, and Ye Xingxing didn't want to go too far, he was just going to punish Chu Yuanyang a little and leave him a little face, but he didn't expect this kid to admit defeat and not admit defeat, it seems that he didn't want to admit his mistakes and apologize for the mistakes he committed.

"Don't admit defeat, right? Okay, I'll conform to the 'public opinion' and let you continue to make a fool of yourself! See how long you can hold on!"

Ye Xingxing's body was shaking, his palms were linked, and the attacks were continuous, although Chu Yuanyang blocked left and right, gritting his teeth to support, but he had reached the state of the end of the strong crossbow, in the blink of an eye, the set of green clothes on his body had been cut up and down several cracks, and the broken pieces of cloth hung down on his body one by one, blown by the wind, dancing, if it weren't for the pieces of cloth that looked clean, it would be no different from a beggar's suit.

Chu Yuanyang's true qi was exhausted, and his ability to resist attacks was greatly weakened, after Ye Xingxing's aura cut through his clothes, he left a few shallow scars on his body, his skin was fairer than that of a girl, and bright red blood beads oozed outward from the injury, looking extremely eye-catching.

Zhao Jindou gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Brother Ye, please show mercy to your subordinates, we admit defeat in this game!"

Xueyin also stood up at this time, and said with a smile: "Nephew Chu Xian, you have lost, stop! Hehe, a manly man can bend and stretch, a victory or defeat does not mean anything, why should you be persistent?"

Chu Yuanyang's eyes were as red as blood, deaf to him, his limbs flew up, and he attacked Ye Xingxing wildly, it was completely a desperate way of playing, but he couldn't even touch the corners of Ye Xingxing's clothes. Seeing this, the members of the Dao Sect were all ashamed of him, thinking to themselves how could the son of the deputy sect master of the Dao Sect, a beautiful man with such an outstanding appearance, become such a scoundrel?

After Ye Xingxing heard the words of Zhao Jindou and Xueyin, he didn't want to continue fighting, so he punched back one of Chu Yuanyang's attacks, and retreated to Duanmu Yan's side.

Zhao Jindou saw that Chu Yuanyang still refused to give up, and was about to pounce on Ye Xingxing's side, and hurriedly glanced at the two Tsing Yi people beside him.

Chu Yuanyang's eyes were round with anger, and he kept scolding and scolding, Zhao Jindou was extremely angry, stretched out his hand and tapped on the back of his head, Chu Yuanyang was temporarily unconscious, and the scene was quiet.

Ye Xingxing smiled and said to Zhao Jindou: "This old man, we agreed before, the losing party will kowtow to the other party to apologize, and now you have knocked Chu Yuanyang unconscious, how should this promise be fulfilled?"

"This ......" Zhao Jindou didn't think of this question, thinking that the Federation martial artists have always kept their promises, and the promises they made must be fulfilled, otherwise they will be despised and criticized, but now that Chu Yuanyang is no longer awake, who will fulfill this promise? He is already sixty years away, and he is the identity of a full moon martial artist, do you want to replace Chu Yuanyang and kowtow to the junior of the Buddhist sect in front of him in public to apologize?

"I'm Chu Yuanyang's sister, I'll cash it out on his behalf!" With a crisp and nice girl's voice, Chu Xiaoying strode out from Zhao Jindou's side.

(To be continued)