"Oh my God, Ye Qingyang was actually blasted so far away?"
Everyone in the audience was shocked, especially those loyal fans of Ye Qingyang. At this time, everyone's mouths opened wide and their jaws almost dropped to the ground, wondering if they were dreaming.
You must know that Ye Lang was born in the secular world. It is difficult to rise up. How can he compare with people like them? They have been hiding here for many years. There is a very good treasure hunting place nearby. The aura here
It is also very rich. There is also a second-grade alchemist in the family. The conditions they get must be very good.
"That boy, he really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve!"
Ye Qiu, who was standing on the other side, as steady as a rock, couldn't help but sigh. This scene was something he had not expected at all.
"Could it be that Ye Yingying gave up because she really knew that she was no match for Ye Lang?"
The second guardian also looked shocked.
The guardian on the side said: "Ye Yingying, this girl, has always been competitive and will not give in easily. As long as there is a glimmer of hope of winning, I believe she will not give in easily. Look at it like this, Ye Yingying
He probably gave in because he knew Ye Lang's strength."
Seeing this scene, Ye Yingying's parents felt a little better. Just now, they felt that their daughter was not up to par, so she took the initiative to admit defeat. Now, they feel that their daughter is good. She knows she can't beat her and knows how to admit defeat. At least, in terms of character, she already has some
There have been many changes.
After all, it would be foolish to go head-to-head even though you know you are no match for the opponent.
"I don't believe it!"
Ye Qingyang heard countless discussions below, and felt his face burning at this moment. Ye Lang was powerful, but he believed that Ye Lang's martial arts skills were definitely not as good as his, and he would definitely win.
After Ye Qingyang finished speaking, he slapped his palm directly in front of him: "Lingyun Palm!"
As Ye Qingyang slapped his palm, a spiritual energy palm with a height of more than ten feet appeared in front, and Ye Lang rushed forward.
"No way, such a big hand!"
"Oh my God, is this the combat power of an eighth-grade air master?"
"It seems that Brother Ye Qingyang is planning to crush him directly with martial arts!"
The people in the audience were shocked again after seeing this martial skill.
"Stone punch!"
Ye Lang just drank lightly, crouched his legs slightly, and then punched straight ahead.
"No way? Stone Fist, isn't this the most basic martial skill?"
"Um, doesn't this guy have any decent martial arts skills?"
"Ye Lang actually used such low-level martial arts. This time, he is finished!"
"As expected, he grew up in the secular world and is just a poor person!"
Many people looked at Ye Lang's martial arts. Some people almost laughed and said, "This is too shabby. This is the most basic martial skill. Generally, people who have reached the Qi Master level will use it to practice."
Martial arts, Ye Lang actually...
"What's going on with you? Don't you have any better martial arts skills?"
Looking at the solid spiritual energy fist in front of Ye Lang, Ye Qingyang couldn't laugh or cry. What on earth is this kid doing?
However, the next second, he was completely speechless.
I saw Ye Lang's huge spiritual energy fist rushing up directly and colliding with his attack. Powerful waves exploded directly from the middle. Many contestants who were close to each other were directly overturned by the powerful air flow.
After flying for several meters, he barely managed to stabilize his body.
"Crack!"
And his Lingyun Palm actually had cracks that were about to break at any time.
"No way, my martial arts skills are no match for his gravel fist?"
Ye Qingyang was a little doubtful, but after another two seconds passed, his Lingyun Palm couldn't hold it anymore, it shattered and turned into powder immediately.
Ye Lang's attack was still moving forward. Although the fist became very dim, his speed did not decrease at all, and he was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"Damn it!"
Ye Qingyang saw that there was no way to escape, so he could only hurriedly display a spiritual energy shield on his body to protect him within it.
"Crack!"
However, the thin spiritual energy shield was still unable to withstand the remaining power of Ye Lang's gravel fist. After only a moment of stalemate, it was destroyed by Ye Lang's gravel fist, leaving a small
The gravel fist, which was like light and shadow, finally landed firmly on Ye Qingyang's body.
"Bang!"
A slightly dull sound rang out, and Ye Qingyang was blown away directly, hitting the stone slab under the competition platform. Blood couldn't help but gush out, and his face instantly turned pale.
He gritted his teeth and stood up, looking at Ye Lang on the competition stage, and then said: "I can't believe that you are actually a ninth-grade air master. I am unlucky!"
At this time, Ye Qingyang finally saw through Ye Lang's cultivation. After raising his hands to Ye Lang, he took out a healing pill, swallowed it, and walked aside to recover from his injuries.
"What? He's actually a ninth-grade atmospheric master?"
"Oh my god, Ye Lang is really a ninth-grade Qi master!"
Ye Qingyang's words shocked many onlookers once again. Among the younger generation, a second genius with the cultivation level of a ninth-grade Atmosphere Master appeared.
"Tsk, tsk, let me tell you, this young master of the Ye family may give us a surprise. I didn't expect it. It seems that there is really something good to watch today. Young Master Ye Qiu has met a powerful enemy!"
Some people who have always looked forward to the young master are even more excited.
"Ninth Grade, this guy is really surprising!"
The second protector had previously suspected that there were some unspoken rules, and that the first elder and the third elder, who had always been loyal to the old family master, were operating behind closed doors in order to make Ye Lang become the master of the family.
But now it seems that I was worrying too much.
"Now you know why I gave up, right?"
In the crowd, Ye Yingying clasped her hands on her chest and said to the people next to her.
"Bang bang bang!"
On the stage, many people were kicked off the competition stage one after another.
"Game over!"
The great elder shouted loudly. At this time, there were only twenty people left on the competition stage. The results of this round of competition have come out. Everyone standing on the competition stage is the winner.
"Haha, okay, those of you who win will get a third-grade low-level spiritual grass!"
The great elder laughed and announced.
After everyone heard this, they felt happy.
"Okay, because some people have consumed too much spiritual energy, you can go down and register your names now so that the prizes can be distributed. In addition, everyone can rest for an hour first, and after an hour, continue to the next round of competition!
"
The great elder looked at everyone and said again.
"Finally I can take a break!"
"Yeah, it will be more difficult to advance in the next competition, but it's already pretty good to be in the top twenty!"
Several people who were seventh-level Qi masters had been exhausted for a long time, and they could finally take a breath.
Most of their goals are to enter the top twenty, but as for the others, they don't care that much.
Of course, if you can advance to the next round and enter the top ten, you will get even more treasures.
