Lei Yao fell extremely badly, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

It's not that he doesn't want to use his strength to unload his strength, so as to escape the clutches, but just in an instant, Yi Zixuan's palm shook the qi and blood in his body, he had empty mental thoughts, but he didn't have a trace of strength, so he naturally couldn't react at all.

Lei Yao couldn't figure out how Yi Zixuan did it, his speed was as fast as the wind, his shot was as fast as lightning, and every move seemed to have been sharpened thousands of times, like a natural success.

He didn't know that since he fought with Song Minghui's guards in Tianyang City, Yi Zixuan's vision had broadened a lot, and after returning to the village, he focused more on the cultivation of physical control, not only would he go in and out of the mountains and forests almost every day to hunt fierce beasts, but also fought against Lin Zhan from time to time, and his insight to grasp the opportunity had risen to a new level, and his melee ability had also been greatly improved.

In this way, how can Lei Yao be invincible?

But the half-spirit level treasure armor is indeed good, if there is no such treasure, Lei Yao would have already been shocked from internal injuries and fainted, and now it is only a little painful.

"You haven't fainted yet?" Yi Zixuan said lightly.

Still rejoicing in his heart, Lei Yao suddenly felt that his body was light, and he actually got up from the ground again, his face was shocked, Lei Yao realized that Yi Zixuan had lifted him again, so he said in fear: "Yi Zixuan, you ......"

Boom!

There was another roar, Lei Yao hadn't finished speaking, there was a flower in front of him, and the whole person was smashed on the battle platform, only severe pain hit, and finally recovered a part of the qi and blood was scattered again, and the Yuan Force was running extremely slowly.

What's even more terrifying is that he felt a huge momentum permeating Zhou's body, his spiritual will was suppressed alive, and Lei Yao's will was drowsy and weak.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Everyone in the audience was stunned, only to see Yi Zixuan grabbing one of Lei Yao's arms with both hands, as if playing, smashing him as a sledgehammer, very easily, and not feeling difficult at all.

In the end, Lei Yao, who was bleeding from his mouth and nose, was smashed to death by Yi Zixuansheng and fainted, and he couldn't see any injuries from the outside, but in fact, his bones were broken and his tendons were broken, and his vitality was greatly damaged, and he rolled off the stage with a gentle push.

What the!

At this moment, many people were shocked, because many people around the battle platform did not see Yi Zixuan's movements clearly, and even many Dao Foundation masters only felt that a shadow flashed in front of them in an instant, and his opponent was defeated.

You must know that although Lei Yao's strength is slightly inferior to them, but wearing a half-spirit treasure armor, he is already invincible, even a strong person with a small consummation of Dao Ji will have a headache or two, but who would have expected him to be defeated so simply.

"It's so fast, I didn't even react!"

"What's going on, I can't see the truth at all, could it be that this Yi Zixuan is really so strong!"

"Lei Yao is too miserable, I thought that with the half-spirit treasure armor in my body, I would be invincible, and I was invincible in the youth group, but who knew that I met Yi Zixuan......"

"I heard that Yi Zixuan's cultivation has not even been half a year yet, and it is really amazing that he has such strength, I have never heard of this kind of freak when I am so old!"

"Well, who's to say it's not. ”

Many teenagers from the other two villages couldn't help but mutter, this battle was a bit child's play, far beyond their expectations.

Even Chao Shi, Luo Hong and the others couldn't help but gasp, such a method was simply devastating, revealing domineering in the bland, and there was no room for resistance at all.

However, after they were amazed, they also showed joy on their faces, feeling very relieved, Lu Nian even patted Yi Zixuan's shoulder hard, and said, "Zixuan, well done!"

The location of Minglei Village.

Several young people who had always sat still rarely showed a solemn look, not that Lei Yao was not strong enough and that he couldn't cultivate at home, but that Yi Zixuan's grasp of timing and rhythm had reached an unbelievable point.

This is also a kind of fiction, at least in the eyes of those who have a good experience, and this alone is worthy of their attention.

Especially Lei Yuan, who was the leader, had already broken through the Dao Ji Small Perfection, and he noticed more places that others had not noticed, and some of the contempt that remained in his heart disappeared completely, and his eyes revealed a thick solemnity.

And Lei Su and Lou Huairen at the bluestone table subconsciously exchanged glances, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Yi Zixuan's strong performance broke some of the tacit understanding between the two, for this young man, they still despised it too much, and now it seems that if they want to see his true cultivation, they can only wait for the next young man.

Chao Lie glanced at the two of them in some surprise, thinking secretly in his heart.

The sun was sinking in the west, the breeze was blowing, and the temperature in the valley of wind and snow was slightly lower, but it could not stop the excitement in everyone's hearts.

After Yi Zixuan defeated Lei Yao neatly, he became the leader of the youth group and was eligible to participate in the youth group competition.

After the rewards for the top five in the junior group were distributed, many soldiers worked together to build stones, poured them with melted black iron slurry that was fiery red, and finally quenched with mountain spring water, making the battle platform look new.

Time passed little by little, before the youth competition began, the atmosphere was already extremely calm, the air around the Baizhang battle platform was slightly stagnant, and the voices of everyone in the audience were also reduced, and finally except for a few sporadic birdsongs, the surroundings were quiet.

After a cup of tea.

"The youth group big competition begins!"

All the young masters who participated in the competition opened their eyes one after another, their eyes were burning, and they were staring at the Baizhang battle platform tightly, and their bodies were full of fighting spirit.

Yang Hu was like a long knife out of the sheath, the whole person exuded a fierce aura, his eyes did not move, looking directly at the Baizhang battle platform, it seemed that nothing could shake his state of mind.

Mu Tuo carried the longbow on his back, subconsciously moving his finger joints, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he seemed to be extremely free, not impressed, but in the depths of his pupils, a little more dignified.

The young man at the head of Lousang Village has an ordinary appearance, at first glance it looks plain and inconspicuous, he carries an iron sword behind his back, wrapped in gray animal skin, not showing the slightest edge, but people with a heart can vaguely distinguish that the gray animal skin is clearly from a top-level fierce beast called the ground walking mouse.

Feeling that these three people were either like fire, or shaped like a breeze, or as heavy as a mountain, Lei Yuan snorted coldly and stood up suddenly, he was dressed in black leather armor, standing with his hands in his hands, exuding a palpitating aura all over his body, and he was not afraid.

And the reason why these people have this fighting spirit is because the rules of the youth group competition are completely different from those of the youth group, no longer one-on-one competition, everyone is on the stage, and the five people left are the top five of the youth group, and the last person left is the leader.

This is more cruel than the previous one, but no one will express dissatisfaction, if the real strong, no matter what kind of situation they are in, they will go to the end, only the weak, will be calculated, because of the possible variables and calculate the gains and losses, and constantly measure.

The real strong man relies on strength!

Get up again and walk towards the battle platform step by step, the Baizhang battle platform is dark and cold, vast and heavy, but in Yi Zixuan's eyes, only the final victory is the most important.

It seemed that inadvertently, Lou Huairen suddenly nodded towards Lei Su, and Lei Su suddenly relaxed.

Lin Zhan stood in a corner of the battle platform and looked at Yi Zixuan, without the slightest worry on his face, perhaps only he knew best how much strength Yi Zixuan still hid, and what he had shown before was only half at most.

You must know that Yi Zixuan has never made a sword until now.

On the Baizhang battle platform, Yi Zixuan's sixteen people did not stand together, it seemed that everyone was vigilant against each other, not far away, not close, and not united, but everyone knew that unless there were only people from the same village left, they would not fight in advance in their respective villages.

This is a big battle, Yi Zixuan's eyes flashed with silver, his eyes wandered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Time passed, and soon, the time of half a pillar of incense passed, and on the Baizhang battle platform, sixteen people remained motionless, all standing still, as if they had all turned into stone statues, as if they were allowed to blow and rain, and the sea was dry and rotten, and there would be no indication at all.

It's just that when someone can't hold his breath, his eyes open and close from time to time, there is a flow of essence, and the wisps of invisible momentum permeate it, intertwined in mid-air, like lightning shuttling, at this time some people in the audience who can't understand understand that it turns out that someone is secretly fighting and has not really started.