When Ye Junlang and Gu Chen arrived, the sound of void shock came from the arena.
The Saint Son from the Holy Land of Fengtian is indeed very strong. His own martial arts realm has reached the First Saint Realm, and he is not the kind of newcomer. The holy-level power wrapped in the fist is extremely powerful and pure. It is obviously polished in the First Saint Realm for a period of time.
On the arena, Ji Zhitian showed his cultivation level in the quasi-saint realm. Under the force of the boxing of the Saint Son, he also retreated step by step and was obviously defeated.
Ye Junlang observed Feng Shengzi's attack and killing skills, and his face moved slightly. Feng Shengzi seemed to be using a top combat skill passed down from ancient times.
In fact, what the Fengsheng Son evolved at this moment was the most powerful inherited martial arts in the Fengtian Holy Land - Fengtian Technique!
The technique of Fengtian is profound and profound, covering a variety of combat skills, and is extremely comprehensive.
At this time, the Sei-Son of Feng evolved into the seal of Heaven, and layers of fist seals appeared in the air, and there was a vague power to release the void and suppress the seal. The fist seal presented even enveloped Ji Zhitian.
Ji Zhitian seemed unable to resist this.
"laugh--"
After seeing this, Feng Shengzi showed a trace of disdain on his lips. He was too weak. At least in his opinion, the opponent in front of him was too weak and was not worth mentioning at all.
Not far away, Old Man Ye and Ji Wendao were also staring at the battle in this arena.
"Old man Ji, your kid doesn't seem to have fully exerted his strength." Old man Ye said.
Ji Wendao said, "This kid did not use all his strength. At present, he only used the simple power of martial arts. The way of formation and martial arts he took has not yet combined the formation with martial arts. This kid is deliberately showing weakness and paralyzing his opponent. It seems that he has listened to the previous suggestions of Boy Ye."
Old Man Ye glanced at it and said, "The little guy from Fengtian Holy Land is very strong. Not many of the younger generation can match him. Unfortunately, he lacks combat experience and is too proud. How can he underestimate the enemy on the battlefield? Little do they know that underestimating the enemy is a taboo. The opportunity for Ji boy is here."
Battle on the ring.
The Fengtian Fist Seal that Feng Shengzi thought he had completely blocked Ji Zhitian. The next moment, he moved his body and approached Ji Zhitian, punched him out, and shouted coldly: "Fall me down!"
At that moment, Ji Zhitian suddenly raised his head, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face. Then he looked fierce and shouted loudly: "The World of Formation!"
The shouts were like thunder and trembled.
He has been waiting for this opportunity, and now he has finally arrived!
Ji Zhitian evolved the martial arts of the formation, and the entire void shook violently, and invisibly it seemed that there was an supreme formation collapsed down, even connecting the general trend of heaven and earth, forming a huge and extremely powerful formation pressure, suppressing the Fengsheng Son with unexpected momentum!
Ji Zhitian evolved the way of formation martial arts. His own aura rose step by step in an instant, and had reached the level of the First Saint Realm. There was a ray of pressure from the aura of the emperor on his body.
That day, his grandfather Ji Wendao finally hooked up a wisp of the emperor's aura in the terrain of the 100,000 mountains to integrate into his formation method, and used the formation method to integrate into his own martial arts. His strength was enough to reach the level of the First Saint Realm.
The way of formation martial arts appeared, the void transformed into a formation, forming a void terrain formation, but the pressure appeared, which in turn broke through the blockade of the seal of the Heavenly Fist Seal and turned to the seal of the sealed Saint Son.
At that moment, Feng Shengzi's face changed. He realized the danger and sensed a great crisis. He subconsciously wanted to retreat first, but everything was too late.
The terrain formation presented in the void formed a confinement force, locking the Seizure Son, causing the Seizure Son to have a brief slowness and solidification in that moment.
This is enough for Ji Zhitian.
boom!
Ji Zhitian punched, and the fist of the Formation and Martial Arts rumbling, crushing the air and slamming towards the Fengsheng Son.
When the Saint Son released all the holy power in his body and released his truly powerful strength, he was already one step too late.
Bang! Bang!
Ji Zhitian's fist thrust on Feng Shengzi one after another. Feng Shengzi opened his mouth and groaned, blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. He flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string.
Those who come out of the arena will lose!
At that moment, the ancient martial arts referee in the field shouted: "Ji Zhitian, win!"
Outside the arena, when Feng Shengzi came to his senses, his face turned pale. The endless sense of shame came like a tide, which made him extremely embarrassed and angry. He roared angrily: "No, this doesn't count! You despicable villain, you deliberately show weakness and hide your strength. This is a fraud, not count! Fight again!"
As he said that, the aura of the Saint Son burst out, and the tide of the Saint-level aura covered the sky and the sun, shaking the void. The endless Saint-level power was surging, and the whole body was surrounded by sharp auras like swords.
Such a power is about to reach the peak of the First Saint Realm. It is very strong, at least among the younger generation, and few people can match him.
But he underestimated the enemy and did not use all his strength in the battle, but was caught off guard by Ji Zhitian.
The angry and embarrassed Feng Shengzi jumped onto the ring again, wanting to continue attacking Ji Zhitian.
Whoosh!
Ye Junlang moved his body and also went on the ring, crossing the throne in front of Ji Zhitian, staring at Feng Shengzi with cold eyes, and said word by word: "Since you lose, then get out of here!"
"You want to block me?"
The Saint Secret Son was furious, the surging aura was surging, and endless energy was boiling. He used the Void Seal Technique in the Heavenly Seal Technique. The void around him seemed to be imprisoned, and the powerful Saint-level power was fluctuating. In conjunction with the wonderful method of the Heavenly Seal Technique, Ye Junlang and Ji Zhitian were sealed.
At this moment, Feng Shengzi was extremely angry and seemed very strong, as if he wanted to fight against Ye Junlang and Ji Zhitian with his own strength.
"So what if you stop you? If you are defeated, you will have the nerve to come to the second game? Do you think this ancient martial arts conference was held by your family, so do you come whatever you want? What are some things!" Ye Junlang said coldly.
"You're looking for death!"
The son of Fengsheng spoke in a stern tone, and he was about to take action.
A murderous intent flashed in Ye Junlang's eyes. He didn't mind killing such a arrogant, arrogant and self-centered so-called pride of heaven.
Just as the two were at a strife, suddenly-
"Son of the Holy Son, retreat! If you lose, you will lose. Do you don't even have the courage to admit defeat?"
A calm but supreme pressure came, and Fang Ru appeared and spoke.
"Uncle Fang, I... I was careless for a moment, otherwise how could this person knock me off the ring?" Feng Shengzi said with a reluctance on his face.
Fang Ru shook her head and said, "It's your problem for a moment. It's also good for you to experience this battle. You need to recognize your flaws. Whether it's a competition or a battle, how can you underestimate the enemy? This time you are just defeated. Next time, if it's a life-and-death duel, your arrogant and underestimated enemy will not be able to change, then you will die!"
Feng Shengzi's face changed drastically. He gritted his teeth, staring at Ye Junlang and Ji Zhitian with extreme resentment, and finally walked off the ring.