"Smack!" a muffled sound rang out on the field.

I saw Ling Chuyang's palm imprinted on Ling Yifeng's left arm, and a feminine force instantly hit Ling Yifeng's arm.

Hearing only the "click", Ling Yifeng's arm joints seemed to be shocked and dislocated.

Just now, at the last moment, Ling Yifeng struggled to twist half of his body, which did not let Ling Chuyang slap him in the chest, but hit the arm that was an inch away. This strength could not be withstood even by his strong physique, and he didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if he was hit head-on!

"Shhh He clenched his teeth, grabbed his arm and turned it around, only to hear a few piercing sounds of "click", and the joints that fell off were picked up by him!

Ling Chuyang sighed slightly in his heart, it was a pity that he didn't hit Ling Yifeng's vital point.

"You've lost!" Ling Chuyang waved his hand generously, turned around and was about to leave. Although he really wanted to seriously injure Ling Yifeng here, such a blow was unsuccessful, and he couldn't pull down his face and attack Ling Yifeng a second time in public.

"You didn't miss the vital point, aren't you?"

Ling Yifeng's slightly mocking voice sounded behind him, Ling Chuyang raised his eyebrows and turned his head. looked at Ling Yifeng with a calm face, and then looked at Ling Lei on the side, Ling Lei didn't say anything, which meant that the competition was still continuing.

"I only used fifty percent of my strength just now, since Cousin Yifeng is not happy enough, I am ashamed of my brother! Ling Chuyang smiled, but he sneered in his heart, he was still a little regretful just now, he didn't expect this Ling Yifeng to be so ignorant, although he now has the spiritual power of the late stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm, does he still want to beat himself in the Spirit Yuan Realm? It's really whimsical!

Ling Yifeng didn't talk nonsense, his body flashed and rushed towards Ling Chuyang again, and the spiritual power in his body turned sharply. He raised his right hand and clenched his fist, and the spiritual power in the meridians ran rapidly along the trajectory of the Red Flame Fist, and in the blink of an eye, it was gathered on the fist.

"Red Flame Fist!"

With a loud shout in his heart, the fist power that had been practiced hundreds of times suddenly exploded, and huge spiritual power fluctuations spread out in the air. Ling Chuyang sneered in his heart, even if you have the strength of the Spirit Wheel Realm, you are not familiar with the control of spiritual power. Before the unleashed spiritual skill hit the opponent, the leaked spiritual power was already reminding the opponent to dodge, and a lot of spiritual power was consumed out of thin air.

Stretched out a palm and blocked it in front of him, just right to block the path of Ling Yifeng's punch.

"Bang!"

Flicking fists and palms, Ling Yifeng's scorching fire attribute spiritual power exploded from the field when it collided with Ling Chuyang's icy water attribute spiritual power.

"Your strength is far from enough!" Ling Chuyang squeezed his palm hard, a cold smile appeared on his face, it might be troublesome to kill you, but it is still no problem to abolish one of your hands!

"Dark energy!"

With a low cry in his heart, the dark energy in his fist entered Ling Chuyang's palm without reservation, and Ling Yifeng calmly watched as the cold smile on his face suddenly became solidified.

"Shhh

A heart-piercing pain came from his arm, Ling Chuyang let go of Ling Yifeng's fist, and with a spit out of his palm, he pushed Ling Yifeng away, and then hugged this arm tightly. At this time, he endured the pain, cold sweat soaked on his forehead, and he felt that a mysterious force suddenly entered his arm under his surprise, and his arm bones seemed to be shattered by this strong force!

Ling Chuyang clenched his teeth, he raised his head and looked at Ling Yifeng in great surprise, what kind of means did he use to hurt himself?

Looking around, everyone in the audience also looked at him suspiciously, Ling Chuyang quietly wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and stood up straight. He lowered his injured left arm and shrunk into his long sleeve.

I can't let them see how injured they are, if they know that they were actually injured by Ling Yifeng, who only has the strength of the Spirit Wheel Realm, what face do they have to face everyone?

Ling Chuyang glanced at Ling Miao'er not far away, but she looked at Ling Yifeng with a nervous expression. Since she was accepted as a disciple of Huayan Pavilion, the whole person has become cold, and she looks cold when she sees everyone, as if she has never given herself a good face. At this moment, seeing that she was so worried about Ling Yifeng, a nameless fire burned in her heart!

Ling Yifeng shook his arm slightly, his muscles tensed, ready for the next attack. He had just clearly felt that his dark energy had really caused some damage to Ling Chuyang, but it was also unexpected, and it would be difficult to succeed next time when the other party was on guard.

Slowly raised the uninjured right hand, opened five of them vigorously, and shook them at Ling Yifeng. A powerful momentum rose from Ling Chuyang's body, and the blue spiritual power that was almost visible to the naked eye surrounded his body. His spiritual power was constantly climbing at the moment, which not only showed his anger, but also indirectly expressed his recognition of Ling Yifeng.

On the high platform, Ling Cheng's body shook suddenly, Ling Chuyang unreservedly released his momentum, in this strong momentum, Ling Cheng clearly felt that the strength of his spiritual power was not only in the early stage of the Spirit Yuan Realm, but infinitely close to the middle stage of the Spirit Yuan Realm!

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the teacup in Ling Cheng's hand suddenly shattered, Ling Cheng was too nervous to control his strength, and he actually pinched and exploded the teacup!

His heart was also anxious, and he regretted what he said to Ling Yifeng, this Ling Chuyang actually hid his strength!

"Feng'er, it's okay, it's already great to be able to force him to this extent, I'm also proud of you, you admit defeat!" Ling Cheng shouted in his heart, he hoped that Ling Yifeng would recognize the situation and give up, but he couldn't shout out, that would be a great blow to Ling Yifeng's self-esteem!

A sinister smile also flashed on the Great Elder's face, and he muttered to himself: "Chu Yang, this kid, is so serious in everything he does, and he will do his best for everything!

Ling Cheng glanced at him coldly, and let out a cold snort from his nose.

The Great Elder whispered to a tall man behind him: "You pay more attention, don't really let Chu Yang beat him to death, in front of so many family masters, if something really goes wrong, we will lose our face, with Ling Cheng's character, it will not be good for you at that time!"

The tall man nodded, then quietly stepped back. This man is none other than Ling Chuyang's father, Ling Yuan, and he is also a deacon with a very high status in the clan!

Ling Cheng glanced at him indifferently, and didn't say anything, if he came forward to stop Ling Chuyang, Ling Yifeng wouldn't be too affected in terms of self-esteem!

At this time, Ling Chuyang was annoyed and angry, his whole body's spiritual power had been released without reservation, and the surging and powerful spiritual power gradually formed an illusory shadow more than one person tall behind him, like a wolf and a tiger and like a huge whale, rolling and undulating above his head.

"Stormy seas!"

Ling Chuyang shouted, kicked the ground with his legs, and flew directly to the height of more than one person, and pushed towards Ling Yifeng with an overwhelming wave of spiritual power!

The wind and clouds in the field were surging in an instant, and the aftermath of the spiritual power was spreading out in all directions, and everyone couldn't help but retreat a few steps back, while being affected by this spiritual power.

"It's ...... Xuan-rank spiritual skill!" Ling Cheng gritted his teeth and said word by word, he turned his head to look at the Great Elder, his eyes almost breathing fire!

A competition between the same clans, not to mention that Ling Chuyang's own strength is much stronger than Ling Yifeng, this will even use an amazingly powerful Xuan-level spiritual skill, is this a killer?

The Great Elder's face also became ugly, if there was really any accident in this comparison, not only would he lose face in front of several other family masters, but Ling Cheng would definitely not give up afterwards!

"Hurry up and tell Chu Yang to stop!" the Great Elder turned his head and shouted at Ling Yin.

Ling Yuan strode to the side of the stage and shouted below: "Compete and compete, the point is over, Chu Yang, hurry up and stop!"

At this time, Ling Chuyang, where could he hear his father's words, even if he did, he would not stop there! The spiritual power in his palm was even more so!

Referee Ling Lei is ready, ready to stop this competition at any time, he can't watch someone fall in this ring!

Looking at Ling Chuyang, who was soaring in the air and rushing towards him with fierce spiritual power, Ling Yifeng couldn't help but show a wry smile, he was still too reckless, and he had to admit that although he had also advanced to the Spirit Wheel Realm, it was still a lot worse than Ling Chuyang, who had been in the Spirit Yuan Realm for a long time!

At this time, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, if he retreated, he couldn't escape the impact of spiritual power! Ling Yifeng was angry and dantian, his spiritual power was running at full strength, and the spiritual power of his body was gradually rising, but the comparison with Ling Chuyang was like a spark to a big lake, this was the gap in spiritual power!

"Red Flame Fist!"

With his legs bent slightly, the soles of his feet firmly grasped the ground, Ling Yifeng let out a low cry in his heart, and the spiritual power of his whole body instantly gathered towards his right fist, as Ling Chuyang's figure continued to expand in his pupils, he suddenly straightened his waist, and the strength of his momentum was thrown towards Ling Chuyang with a fierce punch in the twist of his waist.

"Looking for death!" Ling Chuyang looked at Ling Yifeng, who not only did not flee but came towards him, a hideous smile flashed on his face, and the spiritual power in his body strengthened a little!

The fists slammed into each other in the eyes of everyone, and the huge collision sound seemed to be faintly mixed with the neighing of giant whales!

The huge spiritual power overwhelmed Ling Yifeng, and his sleeve robe shattered like a crisp piece of paper under the collision of these two forces.

"Smack!"

The huge strength was transmitted to the bricks under his feet through Ling Yifeng, and the bluestone bricks covered in the ring shattered like spider webs!

The spiritual power phantom behind Ling Chuyang had not yet dissipated, he still did not lose his mind, knowing that at the last moment, if he really used this spiritual skill without reservation, Ling Yifeng would definitely die!

Just when Ling Yifeng was about to be exhausted and couldn't support it, the mysterious black core in the dantian suddenly rose with a light, like a sleeping giant suddenly opening its eyes! The black core spun rapidly in the dantian, and the Dao runes around it gradually lit up with brilliance, and the spiritual power in the dantian became boiling when it was so stirred up, just like a huge wind and waves suddenly surging on the calm sea!

The spiritual power that was as pure as substance poured into the meridians and swam towards the whole body, and the spiritual power on Ling Yifeng's body suddenly increased dramatically, and the surging spiritual power had a faint tendency to overwhelm Ling Chuyang!

Feeling the sudden surge of spiritual power on Ling Yifeng's body, Ling Chuyang didn't have time to think about it, and all the remaining power he had just retained poured out in an instant!

"Stormy Waves!"

The phantom blue light behind him flashed, and it swooped towards Ling Yifeng!

However, Ling Yifeng's spiritual power at this time was extremely pure, and he slammed into this illusory figure that did not distinguish the real form!

In just a moment, the phantom was instantly dispersed, but the remaining strength smashed on Ling Chuyang's body without any loss.

"Bang!" Ling Chuyang's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string under everyone's horrified gaze, and fell heavily into the ring!

There was a dead silence in the audience, and even the referee Ling Lei forgot to announce the verdict in place.

Ling Yifeng half-knelt in the ring, gasping for air.