"As we all know, vitality cannot be released outside, but Tian Shixian from Ba Tianjunwu has broken such restrictions!"
"According to expert comments, it turns out that Tian Shixian has already cultivated his spiritual power!"
"Oh my god, he actually touched the realm of mountains and seas in advance... Oh, why didn't Xiao Ye react at all?"
"Ah!"
As the host on the commentary stage shouted in shock, the scene in the ring suddenly froze.
The wind and sand in the sky dissipated, and Tian Shixian, who was full of momentum just now, was like a dead fish, and was caught in mid-air by Xiao Ye with one hand.
There is no earth-shattering collision, and there is no back-and-forth.
Everything is as plain as a glass of warm water.
It seems that in just an instant, the turmoil in the arena turned into a huge illusion.
"Ho ho..."
Tian Shixian's face turned purple. He waved his arms and legs frantically in an attempt to break free. The energy surging in his body even stretched his combat uniform out of shape.
But whenever he just gathered his energy, Xiao Ye only needed to press lightly on his neck, and the energy would be instantly dispersed.
A majestic martial artist, in the hands of Xiao Ye, who looked indifferent at the moment, was like a primary school student, with no power to resist.
Wow!
After a brief silence, the sudden noise in the audience was like a tsunami, flooding the entire venue.
"Tian Shixian, admit defeat!"
Amidst countless exclamations, a sudden loud shout sounded from the ring.
It turned out that the Shanhai referee was the first one to become unable to sit still and started shouting with a serious look on his face.
Just because Tian Shixian's struggling speed continued to slow down, his face turned into a tomato, and his energy was also rapidly weakening.
Everyone can see that if Tian Shixian does not admit defeat, he will probably die in the ring.
"I..."
Tian Shixian's expression was distorted, and there was extreme unwillingness in his eyes, but it eventually turned into fear, and he tremblingly raised his palm to make a gesture.
Bang!
Following the referee's whistle, Xiao Ye also let go of his hand, letting Tian Shi, who was almost in shock, fall to the ground first.
"I should never be the one who regrets."
When Tian Shixian was carried down by the medical staff, Xiao Ye raised his head, his eyes suddenly fixed on a girl who was lowering her head in the audience, and murmured with complicated eyes.
At this moment, there was a subtle change in Xiao Ye's aura.
"Huh?"
In the lounge, Cheng Qingqing, who was trimming her nails, raised her head and chuckled, "My mood has changed, and there is a trace of Taoism. As expected, I will definitely enter the mountains and seas within three years!"
Shen Qian was also a little surprised. Although Xiao Ye's realm has not yet reached the peak of a high martial artist, he has vaguely found the direction of the "Tao". It can be said that he has "asked" in advance.
Xiao Ye is only nineteen years old this year. In three years, he will be twenty-two at most.
Shanhai at such an age, apart from Shen Qian, can be regarded as shocking.
Although Geng Qianqiu and others couldn't fully understand it, the sentence "Three years will make the mountains and seas grow" was enough to make them crazy with envy.
Xiao Ye still stayed on the ring, but there was no movement from Ba Tianjunwu.
You don’t even need to watch the director’s footage to know that Ba Tianjunwu’s lounge has fallen into some kind of chaos at this moment.
After a few more minutes, a figure finally walked up the escalator and appeared in everyone's sight.
"Han Yan!"
"It turned out to be Han Yan..."
"It seems that Ba Tianjunwu really can't sit still."
Hearing the commotion outside, Shen Qian also realized that Han Yan should be a person, and couldn't help but glance at the character introduction on the big screen.
Well, the seventh level of a high martial artist...is really good.
"It is said that Han Yan is related by blood to Duke Yanshan, hehe..."
Unlike Shen Qian, Geng Qianqiu and others have naturally done their homework, and Li Jiaqi soon smiled and said.
Duke Yanshang!
Shen Qian's eyes narrowed, and then he shook his head.
Even if Han Yan is a relative of Yanshan Gong Han Chi, I guess he is not closely related by blood.
Otherwise, with the prince's ability, even if Han Yan is not as good as Wang Shuo, he should not be like this.
Of course, this is just Shen Qian’s feeling.
Han Yan didn't feel that he was doing badly. He was stepping into the ring with high spirits at this moment, with a faint smile on his lips.
The smile seemed ordinary, but it had a condescending meaning, as if Xiao Ye, who had just killed Tian Shixian with one move, was nothing in his eyes.
"The second-largest figure in the northwest military, he is well-known on the Hidden Dragon List, his methods are cunning and should not be underestimated, and he rarely fails in the outside world."
Zhao Keyi made an objective and fair evaluation.
"Start!"
Referee Shanhai disappeared between the two people confronting each other.
"It is the stupidest decision you have ever made to show off in the name of my mighty army!"
Han Yan looked at Xiao Ye and said calmly.
"I don't understand." Xiao Ye shook his head.
"You must be the most powerful person in Jiangzhong. You are the first to get the upper hand, and the others are playing games to confuse us. What a good tactic!"
Han Yan sneered, with a look that saw everything through.
Not to mention that Xiao Ye was a little confused, even everyone in the lounge looked at each other.
"...Come on."
Xiao Ye was not good at words. After twitching his mouth, he had no desire to explain and just uttered two words.
"Heh."
Han Yan sneered, stretched out his hand forward, and when he pulled it back, he already had an extra feather in his hand.
The feather was one foot long and was in three colors. It was unknown what kind of monster it was, but there was light flowing on it, and you could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary feather.
Then, Han Yan waved his hand violently.
There seemed to be a sound of wind between heaven and earth, but strangely, nothing happened.
No, it’s not that nothing happened.
Under the strange gazes of most of the audience, Xiao Ye suddenly groaned, and his body trembled slightly as if he had suffered some kind of blow.
His face also became pale.
"Psychic power... magic!"
Shen Qian saw through the doorway at a glance and couldn't help being surprised.
What Han Yan performed was clearly the technique he was still studying just now.
Most of the mental power casts are invisible and shadowless, but they are not impossible to capture. As long as the mental power is also attached to the eyes, you can see another scene.
But Shen Qian was confused for a second.
"How did he do it?"
Shen Qian looked at Cheng Qingqing.
Shanhai could cultivate his spiritual power before, but if he wanted to use his spiritual power to perform magic, he could only do it after condensing the inner core.
Although Han Yan seems to be an outlier who specializes in mental power during his martial arts stage, if he can directly cast spells, based on Shen Qian's perception, his mental strength is clearly far from enough.
"That feather is somewhat special. It is taken from the legendary beast 'Nine Phoenixes'. Using it as a medium, the spiritual power can be doubled."
Cheng Qingqing glanced at it and revealed the key in one sentence.
Jiufeng?
Shen Qian remembered that he had seen this name in the illustrated book of strange beasts in the Book of Mountains and Seas.
"It can be clearly stipulated that super-level psychic weapons cannot be used..."
"That's a rare treasure, not a psychic weapon."
Cheng Qingqing yawned.
Shen Qian was speechless for a moment. Is this considered exploiting a loophole in the rules?
At this time, the experts on the commentary desk had also seen Han Yan's methods and were amazed.
"Many people may not understand, but in fact Han Yan casts spiritual magic..."
"He is not a mountain or a sea, but he has accomplished many things that only a warrior can do!"
After some explanations by experts, everyone in the audience was stunned.
"No wonder the two of them were motionless, but Xiao Ye seemed to be hurt!"
"Tsk, tsk, before Shanhai, most warriors focused on physical training. This Han Yan can be regarded as a deviant. No wonder he has the nickname 'Northwest Wind'. I thought it was a joke..." p>
"Hahaha, the strong wind is invisible and comes from the northwest. Isn't it the 'northwest wind'!"
"What a pity for Xiao Ye. No matter how talented he is, he failed to seize the opportunity and is now completely passive."
While everyone was talking, Han Yan, with a slight smile on his face, waved the feather in his hand again.
Woo!
The faint sound of wind between heaven and earth became louder, and Xiao Ye's body trembled again.
Han Yan didn't give Xiao Ye any chance to breathe, and waved the feathers in his hand one after another.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
The invisible and fierce wind destroyed Xiao Ye's spirit, and his face became paler.
And he seemed to be trapped in the invisible zone. Let alone fight back, he didn't even move.
At a certain moment, Han Yan suddenly made a move.
"To be honest, you lasted longer than I expected, and you don't seem to be a pure fool."
Han Yan seemed to praise him appreciatively, and then said calmly, "My 'Nine Heavenly Wind' has the last note left, but its power is equal to the sum of the previous eight notes. It's still too late for you to give in now."
Xiao Ye said nothing. Although his face was not very good-looking, his eyes showed a clear contempt.
"Classmate Xiao Ye, you may consider admitting defeat. You are still young. Once your mental strength is severely traumatized, it will be extremely troublesome when you are promoted to Shanhai in the future!"
Not far away, the Shanhai referee also spoke out to persuade.
Impeded in promotion to Shanhai?
Many people were shocked when they heard this. For the young genius, this is definitely an outcome that is more difficult to accept than being seriously injured on the spot.
But Xiao Ye seemed to have never heard of it. In the close-up on the big screen, the contempt in Han Yan's eyes seemed to be a bit more.
"Persistent!"
Han Yan's face finally turned cold, his ruthless expression disappeared in a flash, and then he raised his feathers high and then dropped them again.
Woo!
The violent wind sounded again, and visible to the naked eye, a faint blue mark appeared in the air. In a trance, the blue mark seemed to have turned into a strange monster.
It had a human face and a bird body, with tail feathers like a peacock, but it had nine heads. Each head was as beautiful as a sculptured girl. They rushed towards Xiao Ye with a smile.
In just a fleeting moment, the illusory shadow of the alien beast disappeared into Xiao Ye's body.
Xiao Yeru was severely shaken, and for the first time there was an expression of pain on his face. His body finally couldn't support it anymore, and he half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.
Han Yan, whose own aura was instantly weakened, relaxed, put away his feathers, and stood there, waiting for the referee to announce the result.
However, more than ten seconds passed quickly, but Han Yan still didn't hear the whistle. He turned his head in confusion, but saw the Shanhai referee with a slightly strange look looking straight at him, with no intention of blowing the whistle. p>
Han Yan was stunned for a moment, then realized something and turned his head sharply.
I saw Xiao Ye, who was half-kneeling on the ground just now, supporting his body inch by inch.
Following his movements, the voices in the audience were disappearing bit by bit, leaving only shock.
When Xiao Ye finally stood up straight, what Han Yan saw was a pair of eyes as bright as stars.
The paleness on Xiao Ye's face is also fading away, replaced by a ruddy color full of energy and blood.
"Thank you."
Xiao Ye's always cold face showed a smile for the first time.
"Thank me for what?" Han Yan, who had no idea what was going on, asked blankly.
"Thank you for helping me consolidate my nascent Taoist heart."
Xiao Ye grinned, and the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.
Boom!
The clear and violent sound of the wind shook Han Yan's figure. His face showed disbelief when he finally came to his senses, and then froze in disbelief the next moment.
Bang!
Xiao Ye, who appeared like a ghost, kicked Han Yan in the chest.
Click!
Accompanied by the crisp sound of broken bones, Han Yan's figure flew out like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily on the ring more than ten meters away.
"Uh uh..."
Han Yan opened his mouth wide and blood sprayed out from his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out. He passed out as soon as his eyes closed.
Beep!
"Jiang Zhongjun Wu Xiaoye wins!"
The referee Shanhai's whistle sounded, but the whole audience was still silent. Obviously, there were many people like Han Yan who couldn't react.
"Tsk tsk, Lao Xiao is really a big silver coin..."
In the lounge of Jiangzhong Junwu, Yue Dakan shook his folding fan and chuckled.
Everyone also looked at each other and smiled.
Although they may not necessarily be able to tell what Xiao Ye's condition is, don't forget that there is also a spiritual power master Cheng Qingqing standing here.
Cheng Qingqing had long seen that Xiao Ye was deliberately using the opponent's skills to hone himself. It happened to be that when the Taoist heart was just born, he was just dozing off on the pillow. Even Shen Qian felt that Han Yan was pitiful after seeing the clues.
Not only did he lose the game, but he also made a wedding dress for the other party. How could it be so miserable?
The noise and cheers from the outside world finally began again.
They may not understand the process, but the final result is shocking enough.
Another move!
Xiao Ye instantly killed Han Yan.
The young man standing on the stage, after two consecutive rounds of amazing performances, his brave image has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Along with this, countless college geniuses in the waiting area had serious expressions on their faces, keeping the words "Xiao Ye" firmly in their hearts.
No one thought that besides the famous Shen Qian, Jiang Zhongjunwu also lurked such a peerless evildoer!
Boom!
At this moment, a dull sound suddenly sounded on the stage, attracting everyone's attention.
I saw a dark-skinned young man with a flat head. He jumped onto the ring in advance without waiting for the referee's signal.
His face was arrogant, the corners of his eyes were twitching, and there was uncontrollable anger in his eyes. His cold and arrogant aura took the breath away from the audience who were close to him.
"It's Long Yi, the captain of Team Tyrant!"
"He actually wants to take action..."
"Nonsense, if we don't take action, Xiao Ye will defeat him alone. Wouldn't the majestic and powerful army become a joke?"
Everyone in Jiangzhong Junwu was also a little surprised. Long Yi didn't wait for the finale.
But the comments from the audience are not unreasonable. At this time, even if Long Yi doesn't want to take action, he can't help it.
"Xiao Ye, it's too late to get out now, otherwise I will destroy your hands and feet within ten moves!"
Long Yi's first words after landing directly aroused the emotions of the entire audience.