It is said that when you practice the Hundred Beast Fist to a perfect level, you can summon the phantoms of a hundred monster beasts at the same time.
With one punch, hundreds of beasts roared, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. One can imagine the power of hundreds of giant beasts.
"I don't know how many beast shadows this Morey can condense," Lu Ang asked with interest.
Although he would lose a set of level six arrays if he lost the game, Lu Ang still hoped that Morey could carry forward the legacy of the True Fool Sage.
After all, for everyone in True Foolish City, the meaning represented by the True Foolish Sage is extraordinary.
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The battle in the field was almost one-sided. With the blessing of Morey's two beast shadows, Luo Yifeng had almost no power to resist.
He fought and retreated, and when he was about to retreat to the edge of the competition stage, Luo Yifeng's eyes narrowed and he forcibly blocked Morey's punches with his sword. Then, as light as a swallow, he flew directly behind Morey.
"To be honest, you surprised me," Luo Yifeng said calmly with a solemn expression.
"What will surprise you is yet to come," Morey replied unwillingly.
Luo Yifeng looked at him deeply. At this moment, the long sword in his hand began to tremble, and an invisible momentum spread around him.
"This is?" The disciples below looked at Luo Yifeng's changes and started talking in surprise.
"I don't know how much of Brother Luo's true heritage Mr. Ling can get," the Tianzhen elder said with a smile.
"Although Quanzi is stupid, he still understands some of the artistic conception," Luo Changhe replied with a smile: "But the other party doesn't seem to have any killing moves. This competition remains to be seen."
For Luo Changhe, although his son has learned his famous pulse skill "One Sword Long River", it does not mean that he is invincible at the same level.
The other boy also had reservations. The outcome of this competition was not important to him. He did hope that the sect would have a few more good prospects like Morey.
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When the invisible momentum spread around, Luo Yifeng slowly waved the long sword in his hand.
Everyone's ears seemed to be ringing with the sound of a long river rushing and the waves crashing onto the shore.
The brilliant sword light burst out from the sharp sword, and the sword light seemed to turn into a raging long river in everyone's eyes.
The long river hangs upside down in the nine heavens, and the long river reflects the world.
The stormy waves struck towards Morey with an indomitable momentum.
The black turtle roared softly, and the tiger roared. The moment the two came into contact, the tiger's shadow was destroyed by the sword light.
Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on the black turtle's body.
When the sword light was like a long river flowing, Mo Lei was in a stalemate, and the black turtle's shadow was almost unable to hold on.
Luo Yifeng's long sword rang softly, and he actually wanted to give Morey the final blow.
At that time, the long sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from Morey's neck. At the critical moment, a roar suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of white light was seen wrapping around Morey's body. Luo Yifeng's sword light shattered instantly, and his whole body was rebounded by a powerful force and flew backwards.
The light faded, and a snow-white Pegasus appeared in mid-air.
A majestic aura from ancient times, like a beast from the wild, emanated from the Pegasus. It stood proudly between heaven and earth like the king of beasts.
The whole body is snow white, holy and pure, with a pair of wings behind it. The wings are three meters long, covering the sky and the sun, and every wing on it seems to be emitting a holy light.
Its head looks like a horse, but it has a long, pitch-black horn on the top of its head.
Its eyes flashed with silver light, its left eye was scarlet, but its right eye was jet black.
The moment the snow-colored Pegasus appeared, the surrounding space exploded with faint oppression.
"This is?" Luo Changhe, who was under the competition stage, looked at the appearance of the Pegasus, staring and thinking.
"The mythical beast Samsara Pegasus," the Tianzhen elder replied in surprise.
When people talk about the True Foolish Sage, they will praise his self-created Hundred Beast Fist and talk about his deeds with relish.
Everyone in the world thought that the hundreds of beast shadows were just ordinary monsters.
But in fact, except for those who fought against him in the same era, few others know the truth.
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Time goes back to a long, long time ago, when the man whose name is unknown and whose Taoist name is Zhenyu once mistakenly entered the inheritance temple of the Orcs.
In the temple, he saw many mythical beasts that had been destroyed in history. Although he was not a beast, he could not accept the inheritance of these mythical beasts.
But he understood the essence of the ten divine beasts from them, and he integrated those ten divine beasts into his Hundred Beasts Fist.
And this Samsara Pegasus is one of them.
The moment the Samsara Pegasus appeared, Luo Yifeng's expression changed drastically.
He only felt a huge pressure coming on his side, the strange eyes of Samsara Pegasus were staring at him, and the movement of spiritual energy in his body seemed to have stopped.
Luo Yifeng took a deep breath and tightened the long sword in his hand. He concentrated all his strength on this sword.
The sword light shone brightly in front of everyone's eyes like a chasm in the sky, and the endless sword energy killed Morey.
Morey narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his right leg half a step back, clenched his right fist tightly, and slightly curved his right arm, and then hit Luo Yifeng directly.
The moment he moved, the phantom of the Samsara Pegasus in mid-air also moved immediately.
The coercion from the ancient beast filled the field, and the Samsara Pegasus raised its head and roared, directly integrating into Morey's body.
At this moment, Morey felt that his whole body was full of strength. The strong wind at his fist separated the air on both sides, and shattered the sword light with one punch.
The force of his fist continued unabated, and Luo Yifeng did not expect that his sword with all his strength would be broken so easily by the opponent.
He didn't even have time to react, and was hit directly in the abdomen. A mouthful of blood sprayed around him, and he flew backwards.
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As Luo Yifeng's body hit the seats nearby, the disciples watching the game seemed to tremble violently in their hearts.
The way everyone looked at the young man on the field changed a lot.
After falling to the ground, Luo Yifeng glanced at the competition stage unwillingly and wanted to say something else.
But the injuries on his body made it almost painful for him to breathe, so he could only sit cross-legged to recover from the injuries.
As the inner sect elders announced the top three names for this inner sect competition, the entire Shengquan Sect around them burst into revelry.
Different from the boos when the young man first took the stage, this time there were shouts.
"Wait a minute," Morey suddenly shouted as the inner-door competition was about to end.
Seeing the doubtful look in the inner sect elder's eyes, Morey walked directly off the stage and came to the front of the Tianzhen elder.
He said in a respectful tone: "Elder Tianzhen, I have some suggestions, I wonder if you can give them to me?"
The elder of Tianzhen glanced at Morey in surprise, and said with a smile: "If you have anything to say, just say it."