Zangtian admitted defeat and sent the Son of Destruction directly to the final battle!
Not only Mie Shengzi was surprised, but Hong Feng, the Heavenly Elder from the Shenglong Pavilion, also had a flash of light in his eyes. He looked at the location of the Ghost Tomb Sect from a distance.
The Dikui elder from the Ghost Tomb Sect seemed to sense something. His eyes, which were as green as ghost fires, also glanced at Shenglong Pavilion from afar, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"This Zangtian actually admitted defeat directly!" Ji Zhitian frowned, and then said angrily, "This is obviously intentional, deliberately letting the Son of Mie come into a battle with Brother Ye in a state of complete victory!"
"It must have been intentional. Zangtian and Brother Ye were fighting to the death before, but in the end he must have sensed the danger and escaped from the ring to admit defeat." Gu Chen also spoke, and then said, "When it came to his battle with Mie Shengzi, he simply
To admit defeat so neatly and directly is really abominable."
"Have Shenglong Pavilion and Ghost Tomb Sect already secretly joined forces?" Tantai Mingyue said, her tone also trying to defend Ye Junlang. She said, "If they have secretly joined forces, it would be too much.
It’s disgusting. It’s obvious that they are using whatever means necessary.”
Bai Xian'er looked at Ye Junlang with a pair of beautiful eyes full of charm, wanting to see what Ye Junlang thought.
However, he saw that Ye Junlang's face was calm as usual, without any emotional fluctuations. It seemed that this result was also expected by him.
Ye Junlang did not have many emotional changes. In fact, he knew that Zangtian's injury was not too serious.
In the end, Zang Tian was affected by the impact of his fist power. It looked like he was coughing up blood from his mouth, but in fact he was not seriously injured. If he took some healing medicine, he would be able to restore his own state and have enough strength to fight against Destruction.
The battle of the Holy Son.
But now, Zangtian has given up.
This seems a bit intriguing.
Ye Junlang didn't bother to think about some unknown plan. He only knew that his next opponent was the Son of Mie. As long as he defeated the Son of Mie, that would be the end of it.
Defeating the Holy Son of Destruction, sweeping the world's geniuses, and cultivating his own invincible momentum. This is one of the purposes of Old Man Ye asking him to participate in this ancient martial arts conference.
"Boy Ye, there is only one last battle left. This young man in Shenglong Pavilion is not a simple man. You need to take it seriously." Old Ye said, and then said, "The last time you were able to trigger the Qian Zi Jue by chance, this battle
It may not be possible to continue to trigger it. In short, you cannot place your hope on the previous tactic, and you cannot rely too much on the previous tactic in the future. Only your own actual strength is the most important."
"I know!"
Ye Junlang nodded.
Because Zang Tian surrendered, Mie Shengzi advanced directly to the final battle.
According to the rules, there is one hour of rest and preparation time before the start of this battle.
Of course, if Mie Shengzi and Ye Junlang don't want to wait any longer, they can start the battle immediately.
An ancient martial arts referee had already come to ask Ye Junlang for his opinion. Ye Junlang didn't want to wait any longer, so he replied that the battle could start immediately.
There was naturally no problem with Mie Shengzi. He had already adjusted his own condition. Originally, he thought there would be a bloody battle with Zangtian, so his own momentum had been gathered to its strongest point.
If he waits until an hour later to fight Ye Junlang, it will have some impact on the momentum he has gathered.
Ye Junlang responded that the battle should start immediately, which surprised Saint Son of Mie. He didn't think much about it. Anyway, Ye Junlang asked to start the battle immediately. In terms of his condensed momentum, it was
beneficial.
The prosperity of momentum lies in working hard at one go!
The ancient martial arts referee came on stage and announced loudly that the final battle for the young talents of the ancient martial arts conference had begun!
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was excited, everyone was looking forward to the start of this battle.
One of them is the Holy Son of the Holy Dragon Pavilion. He has already shown superb strength in the previous battles. His energy and blood are unparalleled, and he has many killers. He is definitely the strongest among the geniuses.
One of them is Ye Junlang, the grandson of Ye Wusheng. With the martial arts realm at the pinnacle of the quasi-saint realm in the ancient martial arts world, he has passed all the way and killed generals. He has successively defeated Xuanyuan Yanhuang, Tianxue, and Zangtian, the most powerful geniuses in the early saint realm, with the power of invincibility.
Zi enters the final battle.
Therefore, the attention of this battle is naturally unprecedented, and countless people are waiting with eager anticipation.
Under the gaze of countless people, Ye Junlang and Mie Shengzi entered the largest battle arena in the middle of the ancient martial arts conference.
The face of Saint Son of Mie was as cold and indifferent as ever. The momentum he had been cultivating reached its strongest peak at this moment. He was surrounded by the aura of destruction, as if he was evolving a scene of destruction in which the sun and moon reversed and the universe collapsed.
In general, the head start gave Ye Junlang some pressure on his side.
Ye Junlang, on the other hand, looked calm as usual, his face was calm, and he seemed neither impatient nor impatient, but invisibly it gave people a powerful and unparalleled sense of confidence, as if everything was under his control.
Mie Shengzi glanced at Ye Junlang and said in a low tone: "I have nothing to do with Zangtian."
Ye Junlang smiled indifferently. He was a little surprised that Mie Shengzi would give such an explanation.
For some reason, he believed what Saint Son of Mie said.
For a figure like Saint Son of Mie, he stood in the arena of the final battle invincible all the way, and he must have been cultivating his own invincible aura.
Therefore, he would not do such a thing as colluding with Zang Tian in private. Once he did, it would affect the invincible aura he had cultivated and all his previous efforts would be wasted.
"Needless to say, there is only one winner between you and me!"
Ye Junlang said in a calm tone.
"Then let's fight! I am bound to win this winner!" Saint Son of Mie's tone deepened, his fighting spirit fully revealed, and the billowing energy and blood spread out like a vast ocean.
"Let's see who can stand at the end!"
Ye Junlang opened his mouth to respond, and his own Nine Yang Qi and blood also shot up into the sky, as blazing as the sun, and as vast as the sea.
In an instant, the momentum of the two young prodigies and the strongest men burst out, and they faced each other. Unrivaled fighting spirit filled the air, and the battle between the two strongest men of the younger generation was about to begin at any time.
Under the arena.
Old Man Ye's eyes darkened, and there was a flash of light. He looked around the scene and lowered his voice and said: "Old Man Bai, Old Man Ji, please pay attention. Young man Ye may cause some trouble in this final battle. We
My mission is to monitor the surroundings of the arena and be on guard against any accidents."
"Don't worry, I will pay attention!" Bai Hetu nodded, with a faint surge of holy power surging.
Ji Wendao also said: "There is a void around the battle arena. I have already set up a large void formation. If there is anything abnormal, I will naturally sense it immediately."
"It's okay if nothing happens, but if something happens... hum!"
Old Man Ye snorted secretly, and in the depths of his eyes, there was an extremely rare and sinister murderous intent.