Chapter VII: The First Battle Two Years Later
On the dueling platform, the two figures were far away from each other, and an unruly aura emanated from the two of them, like two male lions dominating one side, showing their sharp teeth.
"Ye Xuan, I've been looking forward to such a battle with you since I knew you. Yin Tianjiao said unruly
"I'm not interested in you, I'm interested in your strength. Ye Xuan's arrogant face brought a wicked smile.
"Yes, I Yin Tianjiao does not accept people who are weaker than me, let me see if you are such a god today. ”
Yin Tianjiao's body suddenly rushed towards Ye Xuan, and the small tornado in the palm of his hand converged and slapped towards Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan was originally going to test his strength, so naturally he would not retreat and collide head-on with Yin Tianhell who rushed towards him.
Boom!
The two palms touched, and the two bodies briefly exchanged hands before taking two steps back to each other.
Ye Xuan shook his slightly numb arm, and his arrogant face appeared solemn for the first time.
He is still only in the Earth Martial Realm, and there is a gap between him and the Heavenly Martial Realm, and he is destined to suffer a loss in the face of Zhenggang, but in his bones he is not admitting defeat, no matter how much the opponent's strength is stronger than him, defeating the opponent head-on is always the only goal in his heart.
His hands clenched suddenly, and the Exit Dao Crystal climbed on his arms.
"Huang Pin Intermediate Martial Technique "Heavenly Crystal Arm""
The peripheral disciples who were watching the battle under the ring recognized the change in Ye Xuan's arm at a glance.
Yin Tianjian bent his claws with both hands, and said heavily, "If you only have this little skill of carving insects, I advise you to return the Sky Ring." ”
"Yes, you can try the power of the carving insect technique. ”
Ye Xuan put his arms on his chest and laughed in a low voice
Drink!
Yin Tianjiao's feet seemed to rise with a gust of wind, and he appeared in front of Ye Xuan in a few breaths, and the claw blow grabbed Ye Xuan's throat fiercely with a cold glow.
Ye Xuan raised his arm suddenly.
Bite!
There are sparks and crystals on the arms.
The other arm, with a gust of fist wind, roared towards Yin Tianjiao's chin.
Yin Tianjiao was startled, a gust of wind blew in his palm, and he retreated backwards with the help of the thrust of the wind.
"Want to escape?" Ye Xuan smiled.
Swish!
The regressing Yin Tianjiao only felt a chill behind him, and turned around.
Boom!
An attack hit him right in the chest.
Stomp Tread...
Taking a few steps backwards in a row, Yin Tianjiao barely stopped his body, and his chest was hot and pressed him out of breath.
"Very well, I don't think I have to hide it. Yin Tianjiao laughed
With a snap of his fingertips, the breeze in his palm gathered, condensing in Yin Tianjiao's hands.
Feeling the change in the wind speed around him, Ye Xuan frowned.
Storm Ball!
A loud shout sounded from Yin Tianjiao's mouth, and the wind ball in his hand was thrown by him and thrown at Ye Xuan.
The wind ball was like a bullet out of the chamber, the speed was staggering, and it appeared in front of Ye Xuan in an instant.
Before Ye Xuan could react, the wind ball hit him hard.
The speed of the wind ball did not decrease, impacting Ye Xuan's body, and his feet slid a clear mark on the ground.
Yin Tianjiao suddenly appeared behind Ye Xuan, and with a sweep with spiritual power, he kicked Ye Xuan hard in the back.
Burst!
The attack on his chest, the heavy blow on his back, his body suddenly surged with qi and blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Ye Xuan's mouth.
Wow!!!
The disciples of the academy below gasped when they saw this scene.
Ye Xuan's embarrassment was something they had never imagined.
Half a year to reach the Three Qi Gathering Realms, one year to the Xuanwu Realm, two years to break through to the Earth Martial Realm, and four years to the Heavenly Martial Realm, these myths are still remembered in the hearts of every peripheral disciple.
In the past four years, Ye Xuan has accepted the challenges of many peripheral disciples, and his achievements have been excellent, and he finally sat firmly in the top position of the peripheral disciples and became an existence admired by everyone.
And now they finally understand that there is no such thing as an undefeated myth or an undefeated hero.
Murong Xuan looked at Ye Xuan, who had fallen into passivity, his eyes flickering.
"This is your strength?" Yin Tianjiao stopped. mocked
Ye Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a crazy look appeared on his arrogant face.
Yin Tianjiao looked at Ye Xuan's changes, and for some reason his body couldn't help but shudder,
"That's right, otherwise it's not interesting. Ye Xuan smiled, and the madness on his face became more and more difficult to suppress.
Ye Xuan's arm shook, and the illusionized spar dissipated.
"I saw your attack, but that's it, it's my turn. A sneer appeared on Ye Xuan's arrogant face.
When did Yin Tianjiao, who had always looked down on others, be looked down upon by others, he snorted coldly and said, "Don't be ashamed to say it." ”
"Really?" Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile.
Swish!
Under the gaze of countless Dao, Ye Xuan's figure disappeared into the dueling platform.
Leaving a dazed and bewildered look in the heavenly prison.
Murong Xuan frowned, and Ye Xuan's aura completely disappeared in the entire ring.
Yin Tianjiao looked around vigilantly, meticulously afraid that Ye Xuan would suddenly kill.
Suddenly, Yin Tianjiao's expression moved and he suddenly raised his head, only to see Ye Xuan's figure appear in the air, a hundred-meter mountain in his hand with a heavy sense of oppression.
"What, when did he appear on it!" Yin Tianjian gritted his teeth
The disciples around the ring looked shocked when they saw the hundred-meter peak in Ye Xuan's hand, and exclaimed
"It's a low-level martial art "Earthquake Peak Fall"!"
The reason why they were shocked was that the earth-grade martial arts could only be used by the high martial arts realm, and only the spiritual power consumption of the ground-grade martial arts could only be borne by the teachers of the academy.
The hundred-meter mountain peak covered the entire ring, and Ye Xuan's arrogant face was as pale as paper, and the corners of his mouth were hooked up with a smile.
Yin Tianjian in the ring had a solemn face, and he felt a strong crisis from the mountain peak.
The earth-grade martial arts were not something he could compete with with a casual move, his gums clenched, and a touch of madness appeared on his unruly face.
His hands suddenly sealed, and the breeze blowing between heaven and earth was gathered together by Yin Tianhe, forming a huge tornado around him, the ring squeaked, and the rocks on the surface of the ring were swept up by the wind and rotated in the tornado.
"Take me this trick!"
Ye Xuan laughed, and the mountain peak in his hand was suddenly thrown into the ring.
The mountain peaks shook the air with a deafening whistling sound, and the target was Yin Heavenly Hell.
The mountain peak was approaching, and a strong sense of oppression hit, and Yin Tianjiao shouted.
The wind and clouds are tornailing!
Rumble!
The tornado suddenly expanded and swept through the ring, and some disciples couldn't withstand the power of the tornado, and their bodies were shaky.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, the mountain peaks collided with the tornado.
Rumble!
Visible waves of air rippled out from between.
Click.........
The ring could not withstand the pressure of spiritual power, and cracks raged on the surface, spreading all over the ring.
Rumble!
Eventually, the ring roared with a miserable roar and was reduced to rubble.
The dust was flying, and all the disciples waved their hands to disperse the dust in front of them.
Murong Xuan's body condensed a layer of light to keep the dust out.
Sou!
The dust was raised, and Yin Tianjiao's embarrassed figure appeared outside the dust, his face was pale and gray-faced, and it was still very difficult for him to use Xuanpin high-level martial arts.
Before Yin Tianjiao could take a breath, Ye Xuan's figure appeared in front of him, and while meeting his eyes, Ye Xuan's palm slowly lifted and patted him on the shoulder.
The palm seemed to be unremarkable, but Yin Tianjiao really felt that there were several powers raging in his body.
Yin Tianjiao, who was already weak, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his feet were unstable, and he stumbled out of the stage.
Murong Xuan's figure appeared behind Yin Tianjiao, supporting Yin Tianjiao's fallen body.
Ye Xuan slowly fell from the air and landed on the ground, his face bloodless and his mouth panting.
"Follow me. ”
Murong Xuan glanced at Ye Xuan, grabbed his shoulder, jumped up, and the three of them disappeared into the dueling arena, leaving behind the chaotic academy disciples.