Xiao Yi's fists were so terrifying that even the air was blown open by the force of his fists.
Even Ge Qingshan's pupils shrank at this time, feeling a strong sense of crisis.
He finally understood why Ye Lin, who claimed to be physically invincible, was killed by Xiao Yi.
Because Xiao Yi's physical body was much more terrifying than Ye Lin's, and even Ge Qingshan didn't dare to kill him at will.
"Hmph! The secret technique of red mist." Just when Xiao Yi's fist was about to hit Ge Qingshan, a ball of blood-red mist suddenly spewed out of his body.
There was a loud snap.
Xiao Yi's fist hit the mist, causing it to explode and spread out in all directions.
And Ge Qingshan's body also disappeared on the spot.
"This is one of the Ge family's most powerful secret techniques. It can hide your body."
"Xiao Yi's physical body is very strong, but it's useless if he can't hit the enemy. Ge Qingshan's secret method is simply designed to restrain Xiao Yi."
"This time, Xiao Yi is in big trouble." Outside the arena, many students commented one after another.
"Xiao Yi, your end has come." Ge Qingshan's cold voice came from the blood-red mist. His body seemed to be integrated with the mist, making it completely elusive.
Sizzle.
Xiao Yi's expression remained calm, and a large amount of golden thunder and lightning spurted out from his palm, heading towards the blood-red mist.
However, these mist are extremely strange. After being dispersed by lightning, they quickly condense together and cannot be completely eliminated.
Whoosh.
At this moment, a terrifying bloody sword light suddenly shot out from the mist behind Xiao Yi and slashed towards Xiao Yi's neck.
There was a loud bang.
Xiao Yi's reaction was extremely amazing. He waved his fist in an instant and blasted the sword light into pieces.
"Ha! It seems that there is no need for me to take action at all. Ge Qingshan can easily deal with that piece of shit by himself." Hua Guang, who was watching the battle not far away, could not help but flash a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of contempt.
In his opinion, Xiao Yi's strength was nothing more than this, not as powerful as the rumors said.
"Oh my god! What did I see? Isn't that the eleventh prince?" Suddenly, there was an uproar among the crowd, and many students screamed in shock, their eyes full of disbelief.
On a viewing platform dozens of feet high in front, a young man appeared at some point.
He is extremely majestic, wearing a golden battle armor, and a pair of black eyes flashing with divine light, just like a god of war descending to earth, giving people the impression of being extremely powerful and domineering.
This person is surprisingly Hong Liang, the eleventh prince of the Daxuan Dynasty.
Beside him, there was a man and a woman standing. The man was extremely handsome and the woman was extremely beautiful, like a fairy from Guanghan descending to earth.
"I'm not dreaming! Ouyang Jing is here too."
"The person next to Ouyang Jing could be Ouyang Qingxue, the most mysterious prodigy of the First Academy."
"What day is it today? Why are these legendary characters here?" The expressions on everyone's faces froze, and their eyes were fixed on the three people on the battlefield, their eyes full of fear.
"Junior sister Qingxue, is this person Xiao Yi?" A large number of eyes suddenly fell on Xiao Yi, and his eyes were full of deep hostility.
He and Ouyang Qingxue were both prodigies of the First Academy and had known each other several years ago.
Ouyang Qingxue not only has a long history that has captivated the country and the city, but she is also extremely talented, with a mysterious bloodline in her body, and her future is limitless.
Therefore, Hong Liang has always admired her and wanted to become a Taoist couple with her.
It's a pity that Ouyang Qingxue has always been lukewarm towards him.
Three years ago, something unexpected happened to him.
Ouyang Qingxue suddenly left the imperial city and went to a small place called Tianshui County, where she stayed for several years.
After repeated inquiries, Hong Liang found out that she was going to Tianshui College to find a man named Xiao Yi.
While this shocked him, he also felt extremely angry.
Is he, the eleventh prince of the Daxuan Dynasty, worse than a nobody?
This was simply a great shame and humiliation for him.
Because of this, he had always hated Xiao Yi in his heart and wished to get rid of him immediately.
"Cousin Qingxue, what is the Eleventh Prince asking you? Why don't you say anything?" A silver-haired young man beside Ouyang Qingxue said with a frown.
He is Ouyang Qingxue's cousin Ouyang Jing, and he is also one of the five young supremes in the imperial city. He is very close to Hong Liang on weekdays.
When he saw that Ouyang Qingxue did not pay attention to Hong Liang's words, he suddenly felt very dissatisfied.
"I want to be alone for a while, and I hope you won't disturb me." Ouyang Qingxue said in an extremely cold tone.
Wearing a water-blue Xiayi, she has an unparalleled beauty, just like a fairy descending from Guanghan, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
Her dark eyes were staring closely at Xiao Yi, filled with deep longing and sentimentality.
She has not seen Xiao Yi since she was forcibly brought back to the family by Ouyang Ying a year ago.
During these days, she missed Xiao Yi very much, but she could not leave the imperial city for even half a step.
This made her feel miserable.
And now, she finally saw the man she had longed for again, so naturally she didn't want to be disturbed by others.
"Qingxue, I really don't understand you. The eleventh prince is more than a hundred times better than Xiao Yi. Why didn't you choose him? Xiao Yi won't have any future. You'd better give up on this idea as soon as possible." Ouyang
Jing's mouth was filled with a sneer, and he looked at Xiao Yi as if he were looking at a dead person.
In this regard, Ouyang Qingxue remained silent, as if she had not heard what the other party said.
"Hmph! You're just an ant, but you dare to compete with me for Qingxue. I want to see how capable you are." The eleventh prince stared at Xiao Yi coldly, with terrible murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
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Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
At this time, in the arena, streaks of extremely sharp bloody sword light continued to fly out from the bloody mist, shrouding Xiao Yi.
This was Ge Qingshan's ultimate attack. It was extremely powerful. I don't know how many masters died tragically due to this move.
However, Xiao Yi was not afraid at all. Wherever his fists passed, all the sword light was shattered and dissipated without a trace.
"Xiao Yi, you are nothing more than that. It's so disappointing that I regard you as my opponent. Just die." Ge Qingshan's voice suddenly came out from the bloody mist, his tone was extremely contemptuous.
The next moment, a huge figure roared out from the bloody mist and rushed towards Xiao Yi with its teeth and claws.
"This is Ge Qingshan's heaven-level bloodline divine power." Everyone gasped, their eyes full of fear. (To be continued...)