Hearing Man Honglong's words, the people next to him felt a chill in their hearts. It seemed that Man Honglong was really angry this time, but he didn't know if Bai Ye could hold on until Man Honglong came on stage.
Man Sun was completely crushed, which frightened many people. How could a person without any soul power be so powerful? It really subverted everyone's worldview.
"The game is over, Bai Ye wins."
Seeing Mansun's miserable end, Qiaofeng came to her senses and shouted hurriedly.
The judges all looked seriously and stared intently at the young man on the stage.
However, they did not speak immediately, apparently wanting to continue to wait and see.
The barrier flashed away again, and soon the race number appeared.
"Contestant No. 177, Zhan Yao, fourth level of Juexun Realm, representing the Tianhua Zhan family." Qiao Feng shouted.
Zhan Feiyan heard the sound and immediately walked towards Zhan Yao.
"Fifth brother, be careful, test this person's strength!"
"Brother, don't worry, how powerful can a person without soul power be? I'm not the loser Man Sun who took shortcuts to advance to the fourth level. Let's see how I defeat this guy."
After that, Zhan Yao jumped up and landed on the stage. His feet touched the ground and the stage shook.
What an amazing power.
Zhan Yao was full of momentum and fighting spirit. He came on stage proudly and looked at Bai Ye arrogantly, the provocation in his eyes was particularly obvious.
People's interest is high. Judging from Zhan Yao's momentum, he may be sure to defeat Bai Ye!
"Your boy's name is Bai Ye, right?" Zhan Yao laughed and said: "You dare to come here without soul power. You are a good boy. Although you have some strength, it is obviously not enough. A person without a heavenly soul.
No matter how strong his brute strength is, it will be of no use. Heavenly Soul is the source of all power. I will let you see what is the strongest power later."
The words are full of arrogance.
Bai Ye never bothered to refute such an arrogant clown. He shook his head slightly, remained silent, and waited quietly.
"Both sides are ready." Qiao Feng shouted and raised his hand: "The game begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the light above Zhan Yao's head suddenly lit up. He moved his arms, and his soul power wrapped around his fists, like two fist gloves.
Bai Ye glanced at his Heavenly Soul, which was in the form of a bear. Most of its soul power was dominated by domineering power.
"You are very powerful, but I don't know how many moves you can withstand in the face of my strength?" Zhan Yao chuckled, punched, and the punch suddenly appeared. The force was so powerful that it could break steel.
It will be easy.
Seeing this, which was like a punch from a giant bear, Bai Ye couldn't help but think of the giant bear's attack in the relief of the beasts. However, the giant bear he had perceived at the time was domineering, ferocious, and full of fighting spirit, and Yuan Fei's Zhan Yao could not compare with it.
I wonder if now that the Heavenly Soul has been lost, can I continue to use the fighting spirit that I learned from the relief of the beasts?
Bai Ye had a sudden idea and raised his fist at will, hitting Zhan Yao's fist.
Fighting intention is not soul power. It is a kind of artistic conception like killing intention, cold intention, madness, etc. This kind of artistic conception is extremely subtle. It is invisible and intangible, but it can be felt by people, and it is not a physical feeling, but a kind of artistic conception.
A means on a spiritual level.
For example, the strong killing intent is like countless needles and countless swords, which instantly stimulates the opponent and makes the opponent tremble and fear. However, the opponent cannot see or touch it at all, as if it does not exist, but he can clearly feel it in his heart.
The same is true for fighting spirit, but it does not act on the opponent, but directly on oneself. Strong fighting spirit can fill oneself with fighting spirit. With one punch, the power can often reach its peak, which is extremely terrifying.
The understanding of fighting spirit can definitely make an unimaginable sublimation of the soul's strength. However, fighting spirit is like a general trend, and it is extremely difficult to comprehend. Soul people who can come into contact with fighting spirit are extremely rare.
This punch shook the front, causing Bai Ye and Zhan Yao to retreat one after another.
Bai Ye savored the ingenious power contained in the punch just now and analyzed the secret of the fighting spirit he had urged. He didn't care about Zhan Yao at all, but Zhan Yao spat and sneered: "You bastard, the strength is
It’s really not that simple! But the next step is not that simple, I want you to try my Thirteen Crazy Bear Styles!”
After saying that, he roared, golden flames burst out from his fists, and he danced towards Bai Ye.
Flames were released randomly, golden light suddenly appeared, the terrifying fist power and the frightening soul power were intertwined, and the entire arena seemed to be controlled by this force.
However.
Bai Ye was immersed in this soul power, but it had no impact at all. He dodged left and right to avoid the opponent's fist, but his sword eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something.
However, people in the audience thought Zhan Yao had the upper hand.
"It's too scary. Are all members of the Zhan family so powerful? But Zhan Yao has such a method."
"That guy just dodged and couldn't attack anymore. Zhan Yao took the initiative, and the outcome was already decided!"
People were talking a lot, but Zhan Yao became more and more angry, and all his fists were in vain. His strength was like hitting cotton, with no effect at all.
"Don't you have any other skills besides dodging? How dare you confront me head-on!!"
Zhan Yao's angry roar was like a bell.
Bai Ye, who was still deep in thought, was stunned for a moment, and his eyes came back to reality.
"What did you say?"
"I said you have the guts to fight me head-on, you are a piece of trash, you can only dodge! What kind of skills do you have!" Zhan Yao said angrily.
"Front?" Bai Ye raised his head, glanced at Zhan Yao, and said calmly: "Since you ask for it, then I will grant it to you!"
After saying that, he raised his hand and moved his fist.
Whoosh!
It was like a bolt of lightning swaying across the stage.
The people below barely noticed what was happening, and saw Zhan Yao lift his feet off the ground, fly out of the stage, fall heavily to the ground, and fainted.
One punch...
The crowd that had just started to boil was like a flame covered in ice water, completely extinguished.
The game... ended instantly?
"Although the boxing technique is domineering, it has no skill. The soul power is strong, but it has no essence. You can't understand much about fighting spirit." Bai Ye murmured.
Qiao Feng and the people in the audience were still in a daze.
The victory or defeat was determined in this instant, which caused many people's brains to still be in a state of shutdown. It took a while for people to come back to their senses, and rustling sounds came one after another.
"Just...what happened just now?"
"Did you see Bai Ye punch?"
"No...I didn't see anything, I only saw Zhan Yao suddenly flying out!"
"What on earth is going on? Is this Bai Ye's way of fighting? Showing weakness to the enemy and then making a sneak attack?"
People rushed to discuss, and the scene gradually became boiling. They were baffled by this magical battle. Most people didn't even see Bai Ye punch!
"How's this going?"
At the judges' office, Huai Caiyu was the first to open his squinted eyes, staring at a middle-aged man beside him and said.
"Amazing talent!" the middle-aged man whispered.
"It's a pity, there is no Heavenly Soul." The old woman on the other end sighed slightly, her dim eyes filled with helplessness: "There is no Heavenly Soul, this is the biggest drawback. I have heard of people who cannot awaken the Heavenly Soul trying to exercise.
The body takes the path of physical cultivation, but these are all heretical ways. The space for development of physical cultivation is too small. Once the strength of the body reaches the bottleneck, it will be difficult to advance even half a point. Some masters of physical cultivation are strong enough to compete with the eighth level people of Juehunjing.
To compete, he is still a strong physical practitioner who has practiced for more than fifty years. This Baiye may have a more promising future than that physical practitioner, but compared with the soul master, he is really stretched."
"Elder Chen is absolutely right. It is undeniable that Bai Ye is very strong, but after all he is a physical practitioner. We chose him as a substitute for the first sect, a genius with unlimited future. Bai Ye's future... is not ideal, even if he
We are strong now, but what about in the future? Both Man Sun and Zhan Yao can compare with Bai Ye. Let’s see who will be stronger and who will be weaker ten years from now!” The middle-aged man shook his head and said with regret on his face.
Bai Ye naturally didn't hear what the Wanxiang disciples were talking about. He closed his eyes and was still thinking about the fighting spirit that he had urged before, fighting Zhan Yao. He was pleasantly surprised to find that fighting spirit has nothing to do with soul power and can be practiced independently.
Magical mood.
However, Qiao Feng was close to the judging area and heard some of these words. Her surprised mood was filled with disappointment. She looked deeply at Bai Ye and sighed.
Without the Heavenly Soul, even if the brute strength is strong... so what? The real genius behind you should make you understand this, right?
Bai Ye lost another person, and the judges actually started talking about it. This move completely made the audience crazy.
Is it possible that the first replacement for the First Sect is about to be born?
However...the judges finally settled down and did not announce any results.
jingle!
The barrier flashes again.
The race number appears again.
The representative of the Tianhua Wang family and the eldest son of the Wang family took the stage.
But at this moment, Bai Ye closed his eyes completely this time.
You don’t even have to fight with your eyes?
What does this mean? Arrogant? Arrogant?
For Bai Ye, these people of the third and fourth levels of the Soul Mirror did not give him much desire to fight. He only used these people to explore the mystery of fighting spirit.
The eldest son of the Wang family is good at skill and strength, but Bai Ye is extremely fast. He missed several moves and was finally knocked down by Bai Ye with one punch.
The race number is shaken again.
Fengshan sent his senior brother to the stage.
He was still punched out of the ring by Bai Ye.
The representative of Qiyue Pavilion appeared on the stage, but he still couldn't survive a single move. Bai Ye was as stable as a mountain, fixed on the ring and unable to come down. Anyone who challenged him would return in despair.
With the effort of only half a stick of incense, fifty-five people had been defeated by Bai Ye, and all of them had only one punch.
The audience was already shocked and speechless.
The judges also changed their expressions from regretful to surprised and astonished.
"It seems that our estimate of his strength was wrong?" the middle-aged man said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"He seems... to be practicing with these people?" Huaicaiyu's eyes were venomous, and he finally realized something was wrong.
"Elder Huai, the competition rules must be changed, otherwise the finals will be dominated by one person like the previous ones!" the old woman Granny Chen said hurriedly.
"Look again." Huaicai said to Shen.
Yue Qingwu was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Her pink lips were slightly open, her little hands were tightly holding the skirt of her clothes, and she was looking at the young man on the ring stupidly.
"This man...is he so powerful? No wonder he would say such things to me, trying to make me have the cake and eat it too..."
However, there were impurities in the front, and the real masters had not yet appeared on the stage. Now that the impurities have been eliminated, the remaining people who have not been called are all powerful and talented people.
The audience at the scene fell silent, all staring at the barrier.
Dinglong!
The racing number appears again.
Number ninety-eight.
People all looked towards the Yue family.
A flat knife.
His face froze, and he looked at the race number in his hand in astonishment.
"Master Ping, are you confident that you can defeat this person?" Yue Yanghao asked Ping Yidao hurriedly. What he was most worried about had happened.
"Of course." Ping Yidao snorted and stood up.
Bai Ye was kicked out by the Yue family. Although this incident was not a big deal, it had spread. If Bai Ye defeated Ping Yidao on the stage today, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of his Yue family? His Yue Yanghao
Where should I put my face?
The same goes for Ping Yida, after all, he had humiliated Bai Ye back then.
"Judge, I have something to say!"
At this moment, Bai Ye, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted to the judges.
