On the martial arts stage, both men had amazing momentum and terrifying power.
But everyone can feel that Zhuo Lang's power is even more terrifying. There are strong air currents surrounding his body, and his figure gradually becomes blurry, as if his whole person has become a blur.
Afterimage!
The hearts of everyone around were aroused. They knew that the two of them were rushing forward like this at this moment, and it was going to be a decisive battle.
Ye Lin's eyes flickered, and he felt vaguely uneasy, because Zhuo Lang's power at this moment was too great and too strong. Compared with Wang Teng, it was a step higher.
This higher line is enough to determine victory or defeat.
With a sound of "镪", a brilliant sword light was so dazzling that everyone who was reflected in it couldn't open their eyes.
The Jingfeng Sword in Wang Teng's hand suddenly flew out and without hesitation, slashed towards Zhuo Lang.
"court death!"
Zhuo Lang's eyes were cold, and his whole body was blurry, like a black afterimage. The long sword in his hand was also attacking. Countless afterimages appeared all around at the same time, surrounding Wang Teng, and they all moved towards
Wang Teng thrust out his sword with terrifying power.
However, just as Zhuo Lang took action, an invisible force rushed out from Wang Teng's eyes and instantly rushed into Zhuo Lang's sea of consciousness.
The next moment, Zhuo Lang, whose method was actually ferocious, suddenly became stagnant, and the movements of his hands also paused, as if he was temporarily absent-minded.
Astonishingly, it was Wang Teng who used the auxiliary attack method in the Qi-Yining Sutra, the soul control technique!
The soul control technique can interfere with and confuse the opponent's mind. It itself does not have offensive power, so the consumption of the power of the soul is not obvious.
But the brief state of absent-mindedness that it caused Zhuo Lang was crucial at this critical moment in the fight between the two.
Zhuo Lang's martial arts eye was extremely powerful and could see through all of Wang Teng's attacks, but it could not see through the Yuan Shen's attacks.
At the moment when the opponent fell into a state of confusion and the moves paused briefly, Wang Teng's hand was shocked.
The sword had already rushed out and hit his forehead instantly!
At the same time, Zhuo Lang's eyes returned to clarity, but it was already too late.
After the two men approached, Wang Teng used the soul control technique at the moment he drew his sword to confuse their minds. Even for a short period of time, it was enough to decide the victory.
When Zhuo Lang woke up, the tip of the Jingfeng Sword had already been pointed at the center of Zhuo Lang's eyebrows, and then with a "pop" sound, the tip of the Jingfeng Sword directly pierced the center of his eyebrows.
Zhuo Lang's figure froze completely, and his eyes that regained clarity showed endless confusion and unwillingness.
"I told you not to come looking for death."
Wang Teng raised his eyes slightly and said quietly.
"you……"
Zhuo Lang opened his mouth, and the hot blood slipped from his eyebrows, making his expression look extremely ferocious.
He still hasn't understood what happened just now. There seems to be a brief blank in his mind, as if a memory has been erased for a period of time.
When he regained consciousness, Wang Teng's sword had already penetrated his eyebrows. He only opened his mouth and spat out one word, and his eyes quickly turned gloomy.
His body slowly leaned back, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".
Everyone around them stared with wide eyes. Looking at the scene on the fighting stage in front of them, everyone was speechless and their eyes were full of disbelief.
I don't understand what happened just now.
All they saw was that the two men were running towards each other, and then the bright and blazing sword light flashed. The blazing light shone so brightly that they could hardly open their eyes.
When the light flashed, Wang Teng's sword had already been nailed to Zhuo Lang's
Between the eyebrows!
After a brief shock, the entire venue was completely in an uproar.
In the audience, countless prominent figures could not help but stand up from their seats, looking at the scene in front of them in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"What's going on? What happened just now? Zhuo Lang was defeated by Wang Teng and was nailed between his eyebrows. This... how is this possible?"
The faces of everyone present were full of surprise, this was really unbelievable.
Just now, everyone saw that it was clearly Zhuo Lang, who was even more powerful and ferocious, and Zhuo Lang had the eye of martial arts. In his eyes, any attack was slowed down by more than ten times. It can be said that this attack
There is no way he will lose in the battle!
How could it be possible that Wang Teng's sword would pierce his forehead and fall on the spot?
"How can it be……"
"Zhuo Lang was defeated and died in Wang Teng's hands..."
Li Qingyue's expression was dull and his eyes were full of disbelief. Even he didn't realize what happened just now.
The eldest prince was also stunned.
He was just happy that he could conquer Zhuo Lang as his follower. His future achievements would be limitless and he would definitely become his right-hand man.
Unexpectedly, Zhuo Lang died in the blink of an eye and fell into the hands of Wang Teng.
"How is it possible that Wang Teng... actually killed the number one young person in the imperial capital..."
"He...how can he be so strong?"
Everyone in Xingwu Academy was also extremely shocked. Zhuo Lang was the number one young person in the imperial capital and even in the entire Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom.
As for Wang Teng, who didn't even have martial arts, but was at the early stage of the ninth level of the Ningzhen Realm, he actually defeated Zhuo Lang and killed Zhuo Lang with one sword!
This is really not possible
Thinking.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would believe it.
Everyone looked at Wang Teng on the martial arts stage with complicated expressions.
Especially Tang Qingshan, looking at the brilliance displayed by Wang Teng at this moment, felt even more bitter in his heart.
Such a bright pearl, such an amazing genius, he actually treated it as trash, targeting and suppressing it everywhere. However, the destined son Su Ming, whom he regarded as a treasure, was like dust on the ground compared to it.
On the fighting stage.
The Jingfeng Sword in Wang Teng's hand dripped blood, and he nailed Zhuo Lang to death. Wang Teng looked at Li Qingyue and said indifferently: "Now, am I qualified to challenge you?"
His eyes were cold. He had challenged Li Qingyue before, but Li Qingyue was worried about losing face by taking action personally, but wanted to kill Wang Teng, so he asked Zhuo Lang to take action on his behalf, and set the rules for a life-and-death battle. He thought he had the best of both worlds and saved his life.
His own face can kill Wang Teng.
But in the end, it was a waste of money. The top core disciple of Tianyuan Academy, the super genius Zhuo Lang, who was highly regarded by the eldest prince, died in the hands of Wang Teng!
Zhuo Lang died, and Li Qingyue had a lot to do with it. He could already predict the eldest prince's thunderous wrath.
Hearing Wang Teng's words at this moment, Li Qingyue couldn't help but take a deep breath, his face was as gloomy as water, his eyes were as cold as thousands of years of ice, and his murderous intent was awe-inspiring.
"You actually killed Zhuo Lang. You will never be redeemed by death!"
Li Qingyue's tone was cold, as endless anger and murderous intent surged in his heart.
"The person I want to challenge is you. But you let him come up and die! So, the one who kills him is not me, but you!"
Feeling the strong murderous intent on the other side, Wang Teng's lips sneered, and then his expression suddenly sharpened, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Now, it's your turn!"