Chapter 54

The two teenagers on the Yanwu stage faced each other tit for tat without showing weakness.

"Hmph, arrogant, I'll see how arrogant you will be later." Fang Hao snorted coldly, ignoring Xiao Yun, and began to draw lots.

Xiao Yun also drew out a card.

"Yanwutai No. 2, order, four." Fang Hao took out a sign.

"Yunwu Stage No. 4, order, five." Xiao Yun also took out a sign with the order of appearances on it.

"Unfortunately, the first time I didn't meet you, I hope you don't lose so early." Fang Hao raised his brows and glanced at Xiao Yundao. Xiao Yun was not taken seriously at all.

"Ignorance." Xiao Yun smiled lightly and ignored Fang Hao. Now that his talent has returned, why should he be afraid of this person?

So Xiao Yun was too lazy to say more.

There are a total of five martial arts platforms in this martial arts field. After the lottery is over, the teenagers have already started the competition.

It was a very exciting game, everyone was very talented, a genius among all races.

However, in comparison, only a few of these people have stepped into the innate realm.

In total, no twenty people have stepped into the Xiantian realm, and most of the others are in the ninth level of body quenching.

Among them, there are some young geniuses from ordinary clans who have stepped into the innate realm with their own efforts.

Eight martial arts platforms were competing at the same time, and after a few rounds, the cultivators in the Body Tempering Realm were eliminated one by one.

Finally, on the No. 2 martial arts stage, Fang Hao made his move. His opponent was a cultivator of the Innate Realm. He was easily defeated as soon as they made a move. How powerful is Ho.

"I lost." The boy frowned and sighed, "Brother Fang is so talented, I can't wait to match it."

The man then stepped down.

"Fang Hao is amazing!"

"That's natural. Fang Hao has awakened his martial soul. He is enough to stand above other cultivators of the same level, and he can even leapfrog to fight."

"The champion this time is Fang Hao." The audience immediately aroused a heated discussion.

"Young Master Fang Hao is so cool!"

"It would be great if I could marry him." At the same time, some girls stared at Fang Hao with maddened faces.

In the eyes of these people, Fang Hao seems to be the favored son of heaven, the Prince Charming in their hearts.

"Young Master Fang Hao is really amazing, it seems that he has already stepped into the middle stage of the innate." Lin Xiaoman's eyes flashed, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Hehe, Shi Yan, if your brother Xiao Yun meets Fang Hao, Definitely vulnerable."

"Hmph, you have no vision." Yan Shiyan rolled her eyes at Lin Xiaoman and said, "My brother Xiao Yun is amazing."

"He's amazing?" Lin Xiaoman rolled his eyes and said, "I think you were drugged by him."

"You're crazy." Yan Shiyan looked unhappy, "What's so good about your Fang Hao? Isn't that just awakening the Ice Martial Soul?"

"My brother Xiao Yun also has..."

"Shi Yan, why do you need to say more?" Concubine Yan Shiyan next to her said with a smile, "We will wait for the result later."

"Eh." Yan Shiyan pursed her lips and smiled slyly, "Haha, you'll see later."

"This girl has really been drugged by that kid Xiao Yun, and they must be prevented from meeting in the future." Madam Yan had a sad face after hearing her daughter's argument with Lin Xiaoman, she didn't believe Xiao Yun could Compared with Fang Hao.

Just the thought of this young man stepping into the Innate Realm inexplicably, he shook his head again and again, his face full of confusion.

"Xiao Yun is on stage." At this moment, an exclamation sounded abruptly.

"What, Xiao Yun is on stage." Immediately, the cultivators in the audience were all locked on a martial arts stage.

There, Xiao Yun jumped up, his expression was cold, and his eyes were full of confidence.

When Xiao Yun was on the court, there was also a young boy opposite him.

"This is Zhou Lin, the genius of the Zhou family. It is said that he has stepped into the innate realm." Seeing this person, the eyes of some people watching the game in the audience lit up, as if they were inexplicably excited, "Haha. , Xiao Yun met Zhou Lin in the first game, let’s see how he handles it, if he loses in this game, why would he be talking about the return of a genius? It’s just a joke.”

"Zhou Lin has stepped into the Xiantian realm long ago. It is estimated that he will reach the middle Xiantian stage now. Xiao Yun will definitely lose."

The sarcasm continued to spread, and no one believed that Xiao Yun, who had been a waste for eight years, could compete with Zhou Lin.

On the martial arts stage, the young Zhou Lin also squinted his eyes slightly, showing a light smile on his face, and said, "Isn't this our great genius Xiao? It's really fate, we actually met in the first game, can you? Just let me go!"

Zhou Lin's voice was very loud this week, and he said that Xiao Yun would let him, but anyone could see the sarcasm in those words.

"Is it Zhou Lin?" Xiao Yun didn't get angry. After glancing at the young man in front of him, he spread his palms and said, "Go ahead."

"Hmph, let me teach you a lesson." Seeing Xiao Yun's indifferent attitude, Zhou Lin was a little annoyed.

After he finished speaking, his eyes showed coldness, his body shook, and a majestic vitality was rushing in his body. As his palms poured out, the unique momentum from the innate realm also swept out, and powerful fluctuations Let the void tremble.

Octopus Palm!

Zhou Lin swiped his palms, his palms danced, his vitality swept up, and they turned into palm prints that looked like real things and struck forward.

With a palm strike, it was aggressive, and the majestic vitality raged like a raging wave, and the momentum was terrifying.

Almost in an instant, Zhou Lin had six palms in a row. The palm prints were one after the other, and the air waves were superimposed, making the originally simple palm become aggressive, like a fierce beast in the sea, rushing out, making people irresistible.

"This is the Baji Palm, the famous martial art of the Zhou family. Each style is extremely powerful. One palm is more powerful than the other, and it completely stimulates a person's ultimate strength, so it is called Baji Palm. Come out, the superposition of that kind of power is enough to sweep the cultivators of the same level." Seeing Zhou Lin's dancing palm shadow, someone in the audience immediately exclaimed.

"This week Zhou Lin can actually use six palms at a time. Such talent is probably second only to those who have awakened their martial arts."

"Zhou Lin used his unique skills as soon as he made his move, as if he was going to defeat Xiao Yun in one fell swoop!"

"Haha, this Xiao Yun is bound to lose, and with Zhou Lin's Baji Palm, he can already surpass the cultivators in the early days of innate." The exclamations from the audience sounded almost instantly. All boiled up.

The palm shadows were shot very fast. The first palm had not yet arrived, and the second and sixth palms had already swept in layer upon layer. Yun also felt a huge pressure.

Those six palms were not a single shot, those violent fluctuations of vitality raged and almost blocked Xiao Yun's left and right retreat.

This is to annihilate him in one fell swoop.

"Baji Palm does have some ways." In the face of such a powerful attack, Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and he seemed rather indifferent. Zhou Lin's attack was extremely fast, and his momentum was also quite ferocious. Ordinary people would be shocked enough to panic.

But Xiao Yun's soul power is extremely powerful, the trajectory of the opponent's palm technique and the weak points of the fluctuation of vitality are all under the control of his mind when Zhou Lin shoots. Under the perception of his soul, Zhou Lin's flaws are almost completely exposed. came out.

"If you want to beat me in one fell swoop and make me look ugly in front of everyone, it's ruthless enough, well, then let you have a taste of it." Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed, and when the fierce attack came, his figure moved. , shuttled between the palm shadows like a dragon, but saw his palm move like a giant dragon going out to sea.

Dragon and Snake Double Line!

boom!

Xiao Yun danced with his palms, and when the cavitation formed two arcs, he slammed the weakest point of Zhou Lin's attack, and then killed him.

In just one breath, Xiao Yun appeared in front of Zhou Lin with a very tyrannical attitude.

At this time, Zhou Lin was secretly ventilating because of the continuous activation of the eight pole palms and six postures, which made the breath in the body unsustainable.

"How can you break my Octopus Palm!" Suddenly, Zhou Lin's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a surprised expression on his face.

The eight-pole palm of your own has been extremely skilled in cultivation. Although it is still unable to activate the eight-style, it is possible that the cultivation is still very powerful. How can it be broken by ordinary people? But the young man in front of him clearly broke his palm and appeared in front of him!

"What's so difficult about breaking your palm?" Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed and he said, "There are people outside the sky, do you think you can be invincible?"

The young man's words were indifferent. When the last word fell, his hands moved, and a burst of vitality swept out, like a giant python swept out in anger, Zhou Lin only felt a strong wind swept in front of him, and a powerful impact slapped it fiercely. On the body.

boom!

A muffled sound came out, Zhou Lin felt as if he had been hit by the giant tail of a dragon and snake, his bones were broken, and then the whole person flew backwards like a broken kite, his throat was sweet, and the corner of his mouth also had a mouthful. Blood spurted out.

The boy's face was pale, his mouth vomited blood, and he flew out backwards, leaving a bright and poignant arc in the void.

"This..." Seeing this scene, those who were still sneering at Xiao Yun just now became dumbfounded.

"What's going on?" Everyone was puzzled, and the entire martial arts field was surprisingly quiet.

It seems that these people can't believe what they are seeing.

Zhou Lin clearly motivated the eight-pole palm of the Xuanjie martial arts, whose power is extraordinary, how could he lose?

And it was still defeated by a rubbish who had not made progress for eight years.

This made everyone feel a huge gap in their hearts.

Boom!

Only a sound came out, but Zhou Lin fell to the ground fiercely, breaking the strange atmosphere.

Until this moment, when they looked at the young man lying on the ground and wailing constantly, everyone believed that Zhou Lin really lost.

Still lost to Xiao Yun.

call!

The breathless voice resounded in the field.

brush!

Then everyone looked at the young man standing on the martial arts stage with an incredible expression on their faces.

The young man stood on the competition stage with a stern expression on his face. He stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced at the embarrassed Zhou Lindao, "You are defeated."

Xiao Yun's tone was indifferent, but his words were filled with an undeniable taste.

In the eyes of the world today, Xiao Yun really looks like a king who is about to return, and wants to swear to the world that he will come.

"It's not easy to be able to defeat Zhou Lin with one move!"

"Is this still that trash Xiao Yun?" Everyone muttered while staring at the young man on the martial arts stage.

"How could you defeat me?" Zhou Lin struggled to get up, showing a face of unwillingness. He stared at Xiao Yun like a wounded jackal. The sudden failure made him almost angry and completely lost his mind. Falling into a rock bottom, that feeling almost made him collapse.