When the punch was thrown, the opponent's eyes suddenly changed.
It was as if he had instantly transformed from a commoner to a high-ranking prince.
He was seen using mysterious footwork, leaving phantoms on the ring, dodging Ye Xiu's attacks.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this time, the sound of the other eight people falling onto the ring was heard.
boom!
It was like a thunder on the ground, shocking everyone present, including the elders.
I originally thought that Ye Xiu was just trying to impress people and seek the limelight.
However, when he revealed a small part of his strength, everyone realized that he was not arrogant, but actually had the combat power to crush most of his peers.
Immediately, many people's attitude towards him changed completely.
"Oh my God, Senior Brother Ye Xiu is so strong."
"The key is that he will become an alchemist in the future, and he is so handsome."
"He is simply the perfect Taoist companion in my mind."
"I don't know if he is married?"
"I really want to marry him."
...
A flash of light flashed across Nangong Wushuang's eyes.
Chen Yanzhi, who was sitting next to him, also looked at Ye Xiu in surprise, and then sneered: "I'm quite capable, but I'm still not comparable to Brother Wushuang."
In her heart, Nangong Wushuang is the most powerful among his peers in the world.
There is blind worship for him.
The leader had no choice but to pay more attention to Ye Xiu. He turned to look at the beautiful woman next to him who was wearing gorgeous palace clothes and said:
"This Ye Xiu is surprisingly strong, and his physical attainments are extremely high. I am afraid he will be your apprentice's formidable rival."
The disciple on the ring is the inner disciple appointed by the head's wife, and she has high hopes for him.
The head's wife smiled nonchalantly: "It's hard to say whether he is a strong rival or not.
I have confidence in him. After all, he has mutant spiritual roots and wind spiritual roots.
He has only one opponent, and that is Wushuang."
The leader thought about it and felt it made sense:
"You are right, that child has mutated spiritual roots.
Moreover, the purity of spiritual roots is very high, and Ye Xiu is only physically powerful, so it is basically impossible to defeat him."
Zhang Xiaoyu was dumbfounded.
I originally thought that Ye Xiu was just getting high orally.
But who could have imagined that he actually possesses such great strength.
In an instant, Ye Xiu's image in her heart rose to a higher level.
Ruoyun's expression didn't fluctuate much on the surface, but in his heart he was extremely happy.
The disciple he accepted has such tyrannical strength and eye-catching performance, and he also has face.
"You can actually dodge my attack. What's your name?" Ye Xiu looked at the other person and asked.
"Only after you take these tricks from me will you be qualified to know my name."
After that guy showed his edge, his attitude was even more arrogant than Ye Xiu's.
I saw him forming seals with his hands, and a huge wind wing appeared behind him.
Suddenly, hurricanes with a diameter of more than ten meters blew up in the field.
"The Wind Haunting Dance!"
"Storm Vortex!"
"Ten Directions Wind Blade!"
The opponent cast three powerful wind spells at once.
The entire arena was completely destroyed in one fell swoop.
Many spectators quickly backed away and exclaimed in surprise.
"What a pure wind spell. What is the origin of that junior brother?"