In the guild hall, when they saw the golden dragon falling from the sky, the audience let out a burst of exclamations.
Is this the method of a martial arts master?
It’s so shocking!
"Senior brother, you have indeed mastered the Divine Dragon Technique!" Luo Ziming in the audience, his eyes full of admiration and excitement.
In Longmen, there are not many people who can master Shenlong Jue, only three people.
Because the threshold for Shenlong Jue is very high, you can only start practicing it when you step into the realm of a master.
Moreover, the cultivation process is extremely difficult.
For example, Luo Ziming's senior brother, the chief disciple of Longmen, spent nearly fifteen years after entering the realm of a grandmaster to master the Shenlong Jue.
Not long after Yang Jiancai entered the realm of Grandmaster, he was actually able to use the Divine Dragon Art. Although his level was not even that of Xiao Chengdu, it was at least shocking enough.
Besides, against a mere fifth-level innate Fang Yu, using Shenlong Jue is overkill.
"Senior brother, how powerful is the Shenlong Jue? I have never seen senior brother and master use this unique skill before." Junior brother Wan Yang, who was standing next to Luo Ziming, asked.
"I haven't seen it with my own eyes. But I heard that the power of Shenlong Jue is its bonus to the human body. It can condense the true energy into something like armor, protect the physical body, and enhance the power of each shot."
"Back then, Master relied on this unique skill to defeat all the great masters in the south of the Yangtze River and was selected as the Grand Master by the Martial Arts Association!"
Luo Ziming said proudly, his eyes shining brightly.
Yang Shaorong had already stood up, looking up at the golden dragon body in the sky, his eyes flushed.
This is their Yang family’s hope for the future!
This generation of the Yang family, one dragon and one phoenix, one martial and one literary, is truly blessed by God!
Yang Shaorong himself has no abilities, but his children are almost as talented as demons!
At this time, Yang Shaorong thought of Yang Xu who was still lying on the bed in a foreign hospital.
"Xu'er, don't worry. When the duel is over, I will take Fang Yu's body to see you..." Yang Shaorong thought with hatred in his eyes.
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On the competition stage, Yang Xu dived to less than one meter away from Fang Yu and punched out!
"You want to confront me head-on?"
Fang Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his fist surrounded by light red energy, and punched Yang Xu's fist, which was coming at great speed!
The two fists collided in the air!
Yang Jian had a sneer on his face. He knew that after blessing the Shenlong Jue, his physical body was almost invincible.
Fang Yu was looking for death in a fistfight with him.
But the moment the fists actually collided, Yang Jian's expression changed instantly, but he had no time to react!
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and an extremely strong light appeared on the competition stage!
The powerful power is centered on the competition platform and spreads to all directions!
The three witnesses sitting closest to the competition stage were directly blown away by this burst of power!
Even the warriors sitting in the audience felt a burst of violent power hitting them and let out a cry of surprise!
Especially those sitting in the front row were shaken backwards and hit the ground heavily.
"This, what a terrifying power this is..."
"Oh my God. If Yang Jian strikes this blow, there won't even be ashes left of that Fang Yu, right?"
"This is the Grandmaster! This is the Grandmaster! No wonder so many warriors have spent their whole lives trying to enter this realm...it is really too strong."
The light on the competition stage has not yet dissipated, but the exclamations from the audience are endless!
The Tang family and Ji family sitting in the front row looked extremely ugly at this time.
Under such a powerful impact, the possibility of Fang Yu being able to withstand it was almost zero.
Tang Xiaorou was knocked to the ground by the power just now, and stood up, her eyes red.
It wasn't because of how painful the fall was, but because she felt that... Fang Yu might have...
"Dad, is Fang Yu okay? He..." Tang Xiaorou said, looking at Tang Mingde aside, only to find that Tang Mingde's eyes were red at this time and his face was ashen.
Mr. Tang looked up to the sky and sighed, saying: "We, the Tang family, are sorry for the miracle doctor Fang... With his talent, give him more than ten years. He will definitely become a leader... It is our Tang family who is too useless and did not keep him...
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Ji Dongshan and Ji Rumei on the side also looked pale and said nothing.
Qin Yimo, who was sitting in the corner of the auditorium, frowned slightly and stared closely at the light on the competition stage.
Since her grandfather asked her not to help Fang Yu, it means that Fang Yu is strong enough to deal with Yang Jian.
Therefore, she thought it was impossible for Yang Jian to defeat Fang Yu with one blow.
In the front row of the auditorium, Yang Shaorong and his daughter, who had been shocked to death by the power just now, had come to their senses.
They looked at each other with shock and ecstasy in their eyes!
What shocked me was the power of this move. What made me ecstatic was that Fang Yu was definitely dead!
And Yang Jian has perfectly demonstrated his strength!
It is conceivable that after today's duel ends, Yang Jian will be famous throughout Jianghai City and even the entire Jiangnan region!
At that time, the Yang family will truly embark on the road to take off!
The light on the competition stage gradually dissipated.
On the competition stage made of marble, a large pit appeared. Thick smoke and dust floated above the pit.
This is the power of Yang Jian's blow just now!
shocking!
For those who have never seen the strength of a martial arts master, this scene is really shocking!
The smoke and dust gradually dispersed.
Everyone stared closely at the pit.
Immediately, they saw a figure standing between the pits.
"It's over, Yang Jian has won."
"Holy crap, was that Fang Yu really so bombarded that he disappeared?"
"Isn't it strange? The power of Yang Jian's blow just now... anyone who hit it would be wiped out."
The warriors in the audience were talking a lot, and many of them had already stood up and were preparing to leave.
Many family representatives are also looking for Yang Shaorong's location and are ready to come forward to congratulate him.
"Dad, from today on, our Yang family will be invincible and dominate the south of the Yangtze River!" Yang Yinzhu said with excitement and heroism in his beautiful eyes.
Yang Shaorong's eyes were red and he said: "Xu'er... your elder brother avenged you!"
As the smoke slowly dispersed, a burst of exclamations suddenly erupted from the audience!
"Okay, it seems that the figure standing there is that Fang Yu, not Yang Jian!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a bomb detonating.
Everyone looked towards the competition stage and saw Fang Yu, standing between the pits.
His expression was indifferent, and his shirt was a bit tattered. But there was not a single scratch on his body.
How can it be!?
The person standing there is actually Fang Yu!?
Where is Yang Jianren!?
Everyone was searching for Yang Xu's figure on the competition stage.
Immediately, those who saw it discovered that there was a person lying down under the stage of the competition!
This man was lying on the ground. His entire right arm had disappeared, and the ground was covered with blood.
It can be seen from this person's clothes...
He is Yang Jian!
OMG!
The person who fell under the competition stage turned out to be Yang Jian!
There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone was in disbelief!
Yang Shaorong and Yang Yinzhu, who were sitting in the front row of the auditorium, had no idea what had happened.
"Senior brother!" Luo Ziming and Wan Yang recognized Yang Jian at a glance, shouted, and rushed forward.
But at this time, Yang Jian's body moved.
He supported the ground with his left hand and stood up with difficulty.
At this time, everyone saw it clearly.
The man who lost his right hand is Yang Jian!
"Brother!"
"Jian'er!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Yinzhu and Yang Shaorong were so jealous!
Yang Jian's right shoulder was empty, leaving only a bloody hole, revealing the bones and flesh inside.
A large amount of blood flowed from this blood hole.
Yang Jian's face was bloodless, and he looked at Fang Yu on the competition stage with only fear in his eyes.
He never imagined that Fang Yu's punch would be so powerful!
The zhenqi armor he had blessed with the Divine Dragon Art was smashed to pieces by Fang Yu's fist almost in an instant!
Fang Yu... is definitely not at the fifth level of innate strength!
His strength far exceeds the category of innate warriors!
Yang Jian even felt that only his master Gu Rulong could defeat Fang Yu.
"Who...are you?" Yang Jian looked at Fang Yu on the competition stage and asked with a trembling voice.
"I am Fang Yu, just a monk in the Qi refining stage." Fang Yu said calmly and walked towards Yang Jian.
"I, I surrender!" Seeing Fang Yu approaching, Yang Jian shouted with fear on his face.