The area around the ring was filled with shock and exclamations. Before anyone could see what was going on, Pang Ning flew backwards with a groan and flew out of the ring!
rumble!
Duanmu Yunqi put his arms behind his back, and the broken spiritual power on the stage dispersed. He watched Pang Ning's figure fall to the ground coldly, nodded slowly, and showed a arrogant smile.
"I have to say, your performance somewhat surprised me!"
For him, this is already a high praise.
Originally, in his opinion, no matter who these seven people were, it was impossible for him to be moved.
However, he did not expect that Pang Ning, who was the first to appear, surprised him. It seemed that the strength of these disciples was not as unbearable as he imagined.
It can even be said that he is only stronger than he was three years ago!
"Nine breaths, two moves to defeat!"
The sect elder's eyes slowly dimmed, and he loudly announced and recorded the results of this battle.
After all seven disciples have finished fighting, this will be the basis for judging their strength.
After Pang Ning landed, he clenched his fists tightly. Before the bloodline spiritual power he had just aroused had time to burn, he was forcibly suppressed by Duanmu Yunqi.
Although he is a little lonely, for him, this is also a good thing.
If he really does not hesitate to burn his blood to fight with the opponent, he may be able to last longer, but his foundation will inevitably be affected, which will inevitably affect his performance at the Canglan Kingdom Martial Arts Conference.
But judging from his indomitable performance just now, he didn't seem to care about this at all.
Perhaps in his opinion, carrying a blood-like hatred on his body is far more important than the results of any martial arts competition!
After a moment of silence, Pang Ning suppressed the restlessness in his heart, slowly loosened his tightly clenched fists, and the shocking aura from his body gradually subsided, and walked back to the ring quietly with his head lowered.
"Next!" the sect elder said loudly.
"I'll do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white-robed disciple rushed onto the ring.
"Mu Yunduan!" Duanmu Yunqi's eyes brightened, and he looked at the other party leisurely, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Since Mu Yunduan often assists the elders of the inner sect in handling some affairs, his status is undoubtedly half a level higher than that of ordinary inner sect geniuses. Because of this, Duanmu Yunqi looks at him somewhat differently.
But identity and status are one thing, but strength is another.
"Senior Brother Duanmu, I'm offended!"
Mu Yunduan smiled, nodded and said.
"Brother Priest, you don't have to be polite. Feel free to take action, but I won't let you go!" Duanmu Yunqi glanced at the sect elders from the corner of his eye with a mocking look on his face.
"Hahahaha!" Mu Yunduan shook his head and laughed, naturally understanding what the other party meant.
In front of the sect's senior officials and countless fellow sects, Duanmu Yunqi couldn't hold back even if he wanted to. Otherwise, he would only be accused of being unfair, and he would do bad things out of good intentions and cause unnecessary negative impact on Mu Yunduan.
"Senior Brother Duanmu is joking. Martial arts competition between sects is child's play. We should attack with all our strength without any reservation. No more nonsense, here I come!"
Boom!
Mu Yunduan shouted loudly, and the aura around his body surged rapidly!
White cloud-like auras soared into the sky from his body, causing the void above to tremble wildly and instantly transform into a huge white moon.
The astonishing martial arts will spread wantonly, not inferior to Pang Ning at all, and even deeper and more profound!
"That's right! Such strength is indeed worthy of the favor of the elders of the sect!"
Duanmu Yunqi nodded and smiled, showing some admiration. He still did not attack directly as he did with Pang Ning, but only used his cultivation aura to crush and impact.
boom!
Accompanied by a low roar, streaks of red spiritual power surged out and swept towards Mu Yunduan. This tyrannical momentum shocked countless inner disciples, and this momentum alone was enough to crush any of them.
People were directly knocked away, but for masters like Pang Ning and Mu Yunduan, they were still able to face it head-on and even fight back. It has to be said that the gap in cultivation is really disappointing.
There is nothing you can do!
"Well done!"
Mu Yunduan shouted loudly, the light in his eyes skyrocketed, and a burst of white light rolled around him!
Swish, swish, swish... A harsh scream suddenly sounded. Driven by his spiritual power, Duanmu Yunqi's pressure was quickly resolved, and the impact was reduced by nearly half in an instant.
However, there was still a huge force that penetrated the barrier of the white spiritual light and directly bombarded Mu Yunduan's body.
Kick, kick, kick... Mu Yunduan's face darkened, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, but after gritting his teeth and shaking his arms, he forced himself to stand firm.
In the blink of an eye, he shouted loudly again, and walked steadily toward the opponent with steps that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Every step he took made the whole arena shake violently, as if it had the power to shake the earth!
"Not bad!" Duanmu Yunqi's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but nodded slowly.
He had long known that Mu Yunduan was very powerful, otherwise he would not have been able to enter the sight of the inner sect elders and become their trusted right-hand man.
But after all, Mu Yunduan's cultivation level is still inferior, and it is still impossible to shake Duanmu Yunqi!
However, just as Duanmu Yunqi was concentrating on thinking, Mu Yunduan's spiritual power suddenly surged in his legs, and his steps suddenly became several times faster!
"Senior Brother Duanmu, be careful!"
Boom!
Mu Yunduan shouted wildly, a fierce look appeared in his eyes, he raised his arms and clapped his hands wildly.
A series of dull roars followed, and a dozen thick white giant palms condensed out in an instant, and they blasted towards the opponent without any explanation.
Every palm print creates a layer of spiritual power fluctuations in the void. More than a dozen palm prints are connected together. Not only are the layers stacked up, but the spiritual power fluctuations caused are also dazzling and surprising!
"Huh?" Duanmu Yunqi narrowed his eyes, then smiled coldly, raised his right palm and cut forward.
Bang bang bang bang!
His movement seemed to be only one palm, but after cutting it out, dozens of fire-colored palm prints were instantly separated. Each one exuded amazing power, and it cut into the white palm prints like a devastating blow.
Boom... boom!
Amidst the dull explosion, more than a dozen white palm prints collapsed together, turning into a chaotic violent current and scattering, but it did not cause any impact on Duanmu Yunqi.
"Hiss!" Mu Yun's eyes narrowed, and he felt horrified.
Although he knew that the other party was powerful, he didn't really understand until now that this feeling was like a mortal facing a mountain, a feeling of having more than enough ambition but not enough power.
"If Brother Pastor only has this level of strength, I won't be polite!"
Duanmu Yunqi sneered proudly, and the aura around his body surged, and he wanted to use his means to knock away his opponent. "Senior Brother Duanmu, don't be too careless, this competition is not over yet!"