In the midst of everyone's voices, Liu Yunfeng slowly stepped into the arena, and the whispering sound from the stands naturally also reached Liu Yunfeng's ears, although most of the words were in support of Wang Yan, but Liu Yunfeng just felt disdainful.

A group of little kids who aren't even grandmaster-level martial artists, they know a fart?

And this Wang Ember can win.

The battle between Wang Ember and a grandmaster-level martial artist on the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion, he hadn't seen it before.

On the contrary, it was after watching the broadcast of that battle that he was so confident.

"What kind of bullshit grandmaster-level combat power, this kid named Wang Ember is definitely a sixth-level martial artist, that weak qi and blood, even saying that he is a sixth-level martial artist has promoted him!"

"With such a weak qi and blood, dare to be called a grandmaster-level martial artist by those unscrupulous media? What a joke!"

Liu Yunfeng is also a rare genius, but the more genius he is, the deeper the arrogance in his heart, and Liu Yunfeng has taken a step further on the basis of self-righteousness, he has blind confidence in himself, and only believes in his own judgment.

And according to the common sense he has learned over the years, for a martial artist, the strength of qi and blood is the real foundation, without enough strength of qi and blood, even if the will of martial arts is strong, what is the use?

Yes, he admits that this Wang Yan's martial will is indeed terrifyingly strong, but what is the use of having such a weak qi and blood, and a strong martial will?

At this moment, looking at Wang Ember in front of him face to face, this Liu Yunfeng became more and more convinced, this Wang Ember must have relied on some unknown secret method to defeat the grandmaster-level martial artist of the Wuji Martial Arts Hall with such an easy attitude.

However, in fact, he didn't want to think about it, if Wang Yan really relied on some kind of secret method to defeat that Grandmaster-level martial artist of the Wuji Martial Arts, then Uncle Zhu, who was on the scene, would not be able to see it? Uncle Zhu will be so scared that he won't dare to play at all?

This was originally a fairly obvious flaw, but Liu Yunfeng was too stubborn and self-serving, so that he didn't think of these things at all, and just relied on his own cognition and wishful thinking that Wang Yan just relied on some tricky way to defeat the grandmaster-level martial artist in the Wuji Martial Gym.

At this moment, he stood in front of Wang Ember, without any fear, but looked at Wang Ember with a scrutinizing look.

"No matter what, since this kid can defeat Lao Zhang, he still has some ability, I'd better be careful, or use weapons......

Although he had a little contempt for Wang Ember in his heart, he didn't dare to slack off towards Wang Ember at this moment, and slowly shook his windbreaker, and suddenly, a large piece of viscous black liquid rolled down from his windbreaker, and when it touched his arm, the large amount of black liquid instantly began to squirm, and then at a speed visible to the naked eye, it quickly turned into a huge pitch-black battle axe, which was held in his hand.

Bursts of exclamations erupted from the stands.

"Liquid metal! It's liquid metal!"

", the people of the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion are really wealthy, liquid metal dares to take it out, this kind of metal can change its form with the control of Gangqi, and it has extremely special characteristics, once it is maintained in a form under the control of Gangqi, it has extremely strong toughness, it is difficult to be destroyed, even a milligram has a lot of price, this person actually has such a large piece of liquid metal?"

"It's so shameless, to bully the small with the big, to deal with Wang Yan, a freshman, and even to use a weapon when he comes up!"

The chaotic voice came from his ears, but Liu Yunfeng turned a deaf ear, just holding the battle axe with both hands, and there was a fierce intent in his eyes that gradually exploded, if he was just a grandmaster-level martial artist who looked at Wang Yan with scrutiny and contempt, then at this time, Liu Yunfeng, who had entered the battle state, was like a wolf about to prey.

His eyes flashed, and he was about to strike first, and the battle axe in his hand was about to dance, when suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him, and even a whistling wind came towards him.

"So fast!"

All he could see was a vague black line, incredibly fast

The speed was coming towards him, and the wind was extremely sharp, like some kind of sharp weapon, but he couldn't see what it was.

He was instantly clever, almost instinctive, and the battle axe in his hand suddenly rose up, and at the same time, the pitch-black qi swept outward.

While!

With a huge impact sound, the pitch-black battle axe was directly smashed and fell back under such a collision, and even Liu Yunfeng staggered back, and when he looked down at the battle axe, his face was already full of shock.

The battle axe, which was made of liquid metal and blessed by Gang Qi, should have been extremely hard, and even a seventh-level alien beast could not easily damage it, but there was an obvious dent and crack on the blade of the axe!

"How is this possible?"

The people in the stands who noticed such a dent on the axe blade let out exclamations, and Liu Yunfeng in the competition field also widened his eyes and looked at the dent marks on the tomahawk in disbelief.

The battle axe, which is difficult for a seventh-level alien beast to leave traces, was actually damaged by this Wang Ember with a single blow?

He looked up in disbelief, only to see Wang Shen standing with his sword in his hand, still holding only an unsheathed sword, dark and simple, without any force.

In other words, this kid just used the scabbard to damage his weapon made of liquid metal?

When Liu Yunfeng had such a thought in disbelief, there was a whistling wind in his ears again, and the wind was raging in front of him, and a black shadow was already like lightning towards him.

Liu Yunfeng's pupils contracted, and at this moment, he felt an overwhelming terrifying murderous aura surging towards him, and an extreme omen of danger sounded in his heart, and his hairs stood on end in an instant, and he actually felt that death was approaching.

"Impossible! How dare this kid kill me in front of everyone?!"

He roared in his heart, but his body instinctively used all his qi, and at this moment, there was a whistling black qi on the surface of his body, and the body around him turned into a pitch-black bull, enveloping him.

He roared, and the hands holding the battle axe burst out at this moment, and all the strength of his body was poured into the battle axe, and the reckless bull that wrapped his whole body into the gang qi also followed the swing of his battle axe, suddenly lowered his head, and trampled forward with a momentum of trampling all things.

The pitch-black bull was wrapped in a battle axe, almost unstoppable, and the momentum was quite amazing, even completely overpowering the oncoming black shadow in front of him.

But soon, Liu Yunfeng's eyes suddenly widened.

The oncoming black shadow, although it was overshadowed by the power of his blow in an instant, but in front of the seemingly fierce and huge black shadow of the reckless bull, there was suddenly an almost boundless sharp aura, with an overwhelming momentum, suddenly rushing towards the black reckless black shadow.

It was like the tip of a needle that was extremely sharp and pierced into a cloth that was very large but not strong enough.

Just in an instant, accompanied by a piercing cracking sound, the black reckless bull phantom that came from the impact was directly shattered under the oncoming black shadow, as if it had been pierced.

While!

A huge metal trill, almost deafening, resounded throughout the arena in an instant.

The black reckless bull phantom shattered almost instantly, and the pitch-black battle axe swirled and was thrown high, smashing heavily outside the arena, splashing countless rubble, accompanied by a figure vomiting blood and flying out, it was Liu Yunfeng, after smashing out of the field, he just passed out in an instant, and there was no sound.

On the martial arts field, Wang Ember slowly withdrew his palm that was pointed out like a sword, and what he held in his palm was still the unsheathed hanging sun, and the pitch-black scabbard did not have any fancy features, only the hilt was as red as fire.

Two moves, defeat a grandmaster-level martial artist again!

At this moment, the audience was silent for a moment, but only for a moment, and after a moment, there were thunderous cheers again.

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If it is said that the battle in the morning still made one or two people scattered have doubts, then this time, no one doubts Wang Yan's strength anymore.

The youngest grandmaster-level martial artist in history was born!

An eighteen-year-old grandmaster-level martial artist is even better than the Sikong Tianxiong Martial Saint back then!

In the high-rise conference room, Na Luo Zong stood by the window, looking at Wang Yan, who slowly walked out of the martial arts arena under the cheers of the crowd, and even threw a look in this direction when he left, his fists clenched, and he trembled faintly.

That night, Wang Yan returned to his room, washed up, and was about to fall asleep when the phone suddenly rang.

Wang Yan frowned, he looked at the clock, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

At this point in time, who would call them out of the blue?

Mom and Dad?

With such doubts, Wang Yan took the mobile phone, but what caught his eye was an unfamiliar number.

When the phone was connected, a deep voice rang on the other side of the phone.

"Wang Ash?"

"It's me."

"Your home is in Meta City? Parents are still alive, and there is a younger brother?"

Wang Yan's brow furrowed, and he began to vaguely realize that something was wrong.

"Yes and what?"

"Hehe......"

There was a somber laugh on the other side of the phone, and then the other party hung up.

There was an inexplicable nameless fire rising in Wang Yan's heart, and when he was about to call back, suddenly, it was the same number before, and he actually made a video call.

Wang Yan answered the phone, only to see that in the video frame, what caught his eye was the scene of his own home!