But Ma Hailong doesn't think so. The dozens of phantoms he transformed are his trump card that he is proud of. In the last Talent List Challenge, it was with this trick that even Yanshou Pei Hao suffered a small loss.
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"Hmph! Ye Xingchen, it's impossible for you to find my true body, just be obedient and let me teach you a lesson!"
Ma Hailong's voice sounded from all directions, and then dozens of figures were seen attacking Ye Xingchen from different directions with the same attack method at the same time!
"Sky Blue Swordsman! Kneel down for you!"
With a low shout, Ma Hailong confidently unleashed a set of powerful combat skills!
The right hands of dozens of figures simultaneously emitted blue blade light, which was extremely sharp.
This set of Sky Blue Swordsman is a low-grade Xuan-level combat secret that Ma Hailong exchanged for a large amount of sect contribution from his royalties. After diligent study and hard practice, he has already begun to see the secret, and the power makes him extremely satisfied.
At this moment, as soon as he used it, Ye Xingchen's martial robe shot out like a sharp sword, with his black hair flying.
The next moment, more than a dozen sky-blue swordsmen struck Ye Xingchen hard!
Feeling the solid touch of his right hand, Ma Hailong showed a hint of joy, but he didn't expect that the next moment, he heard Ye Xingchen's voice that made him feel like he was dying. His voice was calm and indifferent.
"Is this all your strength? Reality disappoints me so much. In this case, you can lose."
"Bang!"
Ma Hailong felt as if what he struck with his sky-blue sword hand was not flesh and blood, but a piece of fine iron!
"How can this be?"
The impact feedback from his right hand was so unbelievable to Ma Hailong. Coupled with Ye Xingchen's plain words just now that sounded like thunder in his heart, the hairs all over his body stood up and his body retreated crazily!
After retreating dozens of feet away from Ye Xingchen, Ma Hailong stopped. He looked at his right hand flashing with blue sharp sword energy, and then looked at Ye Xingchen. His face was extremely ugly, and his face was even more difficult to express.
A look of horror with disbelief!
Unscathed!
He regarded it as a trump card, and wanted to use it to cooperate with the mysterious low-grade combat skills of the Sky Blue Swordsman, which was a strange movement, but he couldn't even leave a trace of scar on Ye Xingchen's body!
Ma Hailong felt as if he was struck by thunder. This kind of blow could almost suffocate him instantly!
"Dong dong dong!"
Ye Xingchen was wearing a hunting robe, his black hair was flying, his expression was calm and indifferent, he strode forward, heading towards Ma Hailong!
"You...you! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
Ma Hailong roared, completely unable to believe what he was seeing. He frantically manipulated the energy in his body. The blue sword energy in his right hand suddenly became brighter, and he once again attacked the oncoming Ye Xingchen.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sky blue sword hand kept slashing out, hitting Ye Xingchen's outstretched right fist, causing a huge muffled sound!
Ma Hailong's speed is getting faster and faster, each knife is faster than the other, and each knife is harder than the last, but his expression is also getting more and more ugly, and even a hint of paleness is slowly emerging!
After dozens of knives were struck, Ye Xingchen's voice sounded in his ears again.
"Have you done enough?"
Still calm and indifferent, without the slightest emotional ups and downs.
The moment these words rang out, Ma Hailong felt like he was falling into hell, the despair in his heart was completely amplified, and the original fighting spirit was completely exhausted like a flood.
A desperate bitter smile appeared on his face that was uglier than crying. He thought of all the things he had done before!
Ma Hailong suddenly realized that in Ye Xingchen's eyes, he had always been just a clown, not even qualified for him to look at him seriously!
In Ye Xingchen's eyes, this strength that he was proud of did not even have the ability to cause any harm to him!
This newcomer already possesses terrifying combat power that puts countless old disciples to shame and beyond their reach!
Ma Hai's eyes seemed to be lost. He was immersed in the huge blow and could not extricate himself. It was not until a white fist enlarged in his eyes that Ma Hailong woke up and wanted to struggle to resist the defense. The next moment it was like a It was blown away by a huge force like a sandbag, completely vulnerable!
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out. Ma Hailong fell to the ground, his face pale. He looked at Ye Xingchen, who was looking down at him. He seemed to want to say something, but his throat felt sweet, his eyesight went dark, and he passed out.
At this point, the battle on the fourth platform also ended.
From the beginning to the end, it was just Ma Hailong who continued to attack crazily, but was unable to cause any damage to Ye Xingchen. It was like a blunt knife hitting fine iron, with no effect at all. In the end, Ye Xingchen only punched the horse and knocked him down. Hai Long was completely blown away and passed out.
The difference in strength between the two of them was like a cloud of mud.
This scene fell in the eyes of all the disciples in the arena, and bursts of gasps suddenly broke out!
"So...so awesome! Ma Hailong was defeated like this? Ye Xingchen only used one punch from the beginning to the end!"
"The power of the physical body! Ye Xingchen must have the unique skill of body refining. The power of the physical body is so powerful that Ma Hailong's attack can't do anything to him!"
"This is really impressive. He defeated Ma Hailong with one punch. Ye Xingchen also proved his strength!"
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Although there was no such earth-shattering cheers as Huang Chao and Xiao Shuyue's victory just now, all the onlookers' disciples burst into shocked discussions among themselves.
Stepping down from the fourth platform of the Step Tower, Ye Xingchen immediately noticed that countless eyes were focused on him. These eyes were full of shock, disbelief and fear!
However, Ye Xingchen didn't care about this at all, and at this moment, the battles in the other three of the four battle platforms were all over, and the only ones left were Han Zhankun and Bu Qi on the third battle platform.
However, when Ye Xingchen raised his eyes, his eyes were condensed!
The reason why the battle on platform three was the slowest was not because Bu Qi was strong enough to withstand Han Zhankun's attack, making the battle stalemate.
But Han Zhankun... did it on purpose!
Bu Qi's strength is no longer inferior to that of Yue Zicong and Ma Hailong, and is even slightly superior. But at this moment on the third battlefield, he has become Han Zhankun's... plaything!
From a distance, the entire battle platform No. 3 seems to have entered another world!
The ice is endless, the extreme cold is endless!
The original gray ground of the battle platform was completely covered up, replaced by an extremely thick layer of frost ice. Ordinary people stepped on it and could not even stand firm.
Above the void, there are still ice crystals floating, constantly falling, seemingly crystal clear and beautiful, just like the uncanny workmanship of nature, but as long as even one ice crystal falls on the monk's skin, the ice will immediately spread. When the extremely cold temperature is released, just a few breaths of effort can affect the circulation of blood and gas in the monk's body, causing stagnation!
And each of these ice crystals created by Han Zhankun contains an extremely cold atmosphere that is ten times and a hundred times more than ordinary snowflakes!
It only takes one pill to completely freeze a monk in the early stage of the Nether Soul Realm!
For example, Bu Qi right now!
The only skin that was exposed all over his body turned completely white at this moment!
If you look closely, you will see the ice crystals spreading out one by one, even on his face, as if Bu Qi was in a bitter cold land for thousands of years, suffering from hunger and cold!
Stiff! Frozen!
This is Ye Xingchen's most intuitive feeling after seeing Bu Qi's current state.
He could clearly see that Bu Qi's face, covered by ice crystals, had already turned a sickly pale color. This was a bad state that would only occur if he was exposed to extremely severe cold and at least two-thirds of the blood in his body was frozen. .
The blood and energy in the body is frozen. For the monks, it is like a hit from the north. Nine out of ten of the combat power of a body's cultivation base has been reduced. Not to mention fighting, the physical body will probably be frostbitten, and the flesh, blood, muscles and veins will be seriously affected.
Ye Xingchen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Han Zhankun standing on the No. 3 platform with his hands behind his back, and he had an intuitive understanding of this man's strength.