The mystery of your own body, let everyone guess! Yang Yi's unique cultivation path has no possibility of replication.

Wu Qianyou, who was in a high place, was deeply shocked at this moment, and only then did he come back to his senses and announce the winner of this round.

"Camp eight, Ruidiaomen and Beigulou won, each defeating one person, each scoring fifteen points."

In the face of the sudden victory, the eagle-nosed youth secretly glanced at the back of Yang Yi leaving the ring, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then waved his hand to pinch the trick, and flew out of the ring with the magic power of the silver spear summoned in a dashing manner.

"What! Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger to win a sneak attack, and the eagle is better than that! ”

"Humph! People win by strength, what is sour, lemon essence. ”

"Beigu Building? I haven't heard of it, it is estimated that it is an eighteenth-tier force. ”

There will always be some unpleasant forces, and Yang Yi ignored them, and easily returned to the pavilion with one arrow.

"Good boy, really good!"

Mo Susu took the lead in standing up and patted Yang Yi on the shoulder with one hand, praising Yang Yi fiercely, and the vanilla beauty, who is usually known for her quietness, were sincerely excited by Yang Yi's victory in the first battle.

I don't know how many years have passed, Beigulou has really appeared in the eyes of the public again.

The next games were dull, and there were few eye-catching games, and it was difficult to see the excitement of an amazing kill like Yang Yi.

However, Yang Yi watched the game with relish, learning from the duel is the happiest way to cultivate, and after observing it in the past few days, his comprehension of supernatural powers has reached a higher level.

The excitement and happiness are always short-lived, and the first round of qualification challenges has come to an end, and people from all walks of life have scattered all over the city, and the lively atmosphere in the center of the city has faded.

The second round of the showdown will be announced tomorrow, and all the forces in Heavenly Fantasy City are preparing for the battle, just for a place in the Zhaowu Conference, and Yang Yi is no exception.

In the Beigu Building, one person, one palm, one fist, the surrounding spiritual power fluctuates and hunts.

"Cicada, do you think Yang Yi can win another round?"

The two girls who were watching Yang Yi practice martial arts, among them, Mo Susu, who was extremely bored, was lying on the stone platform, looked at Qiu Yue Cicada, and took the lead in asking.

Qiu Yuechan, who was sitting opposite her, shook her head, saying that she didn't know that since she came back from the first round, Mo Susu had asked the same question more than ten times and was still asking.

"Nerd, big wood! Since I'm not sure, what kind of martial arts are still being cultivated, it's better to play with me at this time. Mo Susu pouted unhappily.

Suddenly, a strange wave of radiation enveloped the entire compound of Beigulou, the fluctuations were like a heartbeat, and the momentum was rising, and even the trees in the compound danced with a specific frequency.

The pressure rhythm rose suddenly, and the two women who were not far from Yang Yi were extremely unbearable physically and mentally, and it was difficult to breathe, and the spiritual power in their bodies was inspired by the rhythm to riot, and they were faintly uncontrollable.

The two women were shocked, forcibly suppressed the spiritual power in their bodies, stayed away from the range of fluctuating radiation, and turned around to see Yang Yi send out a martial art that made Qiu Yuecian both familiar and unfamiliar.

Eight wheels, bombardment!

Unexpectedly, this move did not explode into an earth-shattering sound, but instead controlled the power of the martial arts to the extreme, so that people could not hear a single sound.

Qiu Yuecian was born with the ability to observe spirits, and was extremely sensitive to the direction of Yang Yi's spiritual power, and Yang Yi's power at the core of the fluctuation exploded and was vented in the atmospheric space.

The peak of the fluctuation was actually a silent catharsis, Yang Yi shot out a black hole the size of a fist with his bare hands, the center of power, and the light and shadow did not exist.

The ensuing storm of power swept across the entire Beigulou compound, Qiu Yuecian and Mo Susu were deprived of all their senses in the storm, and a strong sense of fear struck, like ants in Taishan Town, unable to give birth to a trace of resistance.

The two girls retreated for about fifty feet, and their consciousness gradually returned.

Yang Yi's silent and violent move lasted only between hundredths of a breath before it ended.

Qiu Yuecian was the first to open his eyes, his big eyes bulged wide on his round face, looking at everything around him, the trees that were still bright green on his breath had become slag at this moment, and the courtyard was in a mess.

"Stinky boy, I scared my sister." Although Mosusu also experienced the feeling of fear, he quickly came to his senses.

"This? The martial arts of the Eight Wheel Turns? ”

Yang Yi's blow refreshed Qiu Yuecian's cognition of this secret method, the ancestors of the past generations were powerful, and no one had ever successfully mixed other martial arts to cultivate.

The Eight Wheel Rotation Technique, which lies in the absolute control of spiritual power, is a rare secret method in the world that can be attacked and defended, and naturally has the characteristics of being incompatible with other secret martial arts.

Yang Yi was able to forcibly mix with other martial arts to turn decay into magic.

"Haha! The eight wheel palms are both fierce and ingenious, real power, and it really is! Yang Yi laughed excitedly as he understood his recent gains.

Eight wheel palms, the only one in the world, even if Yang Yi's real strength is only one in the Yuan Spirit Realm now, such a powerful martial art, even if the four powerhouses of the Yuan Spirit Realm are hit head-on, the end will be the trees in the compound, and they will be slag.

Qiu Yuecian thought that the secret method was different from ordinary people, but he didn't expect it to be the frog at the bottom of the well, so he secretly gritted his teeth and swore an oath.

She must make the prestige of the Eight Wheel Scrolls famous in the Nine Heavens Continent.