Chapter nine hundred and fortieth goes down in history
On the No. 1 battle platform, Tai Kun's body was lying in a pool of blood. The silver armor on his body was all broken into pieces. A bright blood hole appeared in the chest, and blood gushed out like spring water.
Xiao Yi's punch just now was so terrible. It not only shattered all his ribs, but also cracked his internal organs, completely losing his ability to fight.
The warriors who were watching were all stunned by this scene.
The result of the competition was beyond everyone's expectations.
Everyone originally thought that Xiao Yi was most likely not Tai Kun's opponent. After all, the opponent had awakened the Thunder Sword bloodline and was so arrogant that he was in a mess.
But he didn't expect that Xiao Yi not only won, but also almost killed the opponent.
This is enough to show that Xiao Yi's combat power has far exceeded Tai Kun.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to defeat the opponent easily.
"Xiao Yi, I admit defeat, let me leave quickly." Facing the murderous Xiao Yi, Tai Kun looked extremely frightened and said with a trembling voice.
He never thought that Xiao Yi would be so powerful and control the true meaning of two imperial-level martial arts. Even his Thunder Sword bloodline was like nothing in front of him.
How could there be such a freak in this world?
"You have tried to kill me again and again. Do you think I can let you go? Just let me go." Xiao Yi was unmoved at all, and his right leg bloomed with purple glow, like a peerless sword.
The knife swept towards Taikun.
"Shuzi, stop it." An old man's angry roar suddenly came from the podium.
That's Taikun's clan uncle.
Unfortunately, everything is too late.
There was a loud popping sound.
After Taikun's body was hit by Xiao Yi's right leg, the whole body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
An extremely talented and brilliant genius died in Xiao Yi's hands.
The warriors who were watching stood frozen on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.
Even Yan Xing's face became extremely gloomy, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.
"How could that guy comprehend the true meaning of two emperors? How did he do it?" Yan Xing clenched his fists tightly and roared in his heart.
He originally thought that Xiao Yi was able to comprehend the true meaning of an emperor at the age of twenty-six, which was enough to defy the heavens.
But he didn't expect that the other party was more perverted than he thought.
This was a really huge blow to him.
"Damn it." High in the sky, Jiang Shaokong, who was dressed in white like snow, suddenly stood up from the unicorn underneath him. His originally elegant and dusty face became a little angry.
"The ominous blood, it must be the ominous blood at work, giving him such a heaven-defying understanding." Duan Yulong's eyes on the side also became extremely cold, full of shock and jealousy.
"This boy deserves to be punished." Ji Qingshan even let out a low roar, murderous intent surging out of his body.
The three of them were named the family's candidate saint sons due to their extremely high talents and being the best among their generation.
However, it was only when they were twenty-seven or eighty years old that they realized the true meaning of the two emperor levels.
But Xiao Yi was actually faster than them.
This made them feel a huge sense of frustration.
If Xiao Yi was still the same as when he was a child and had not been crippled, it would not be surprising to have such a talent.
However, even though he has been crippled once, he is still so terrifying.
This is unacceptable.
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"Alas! Master Xiao Yi is really a freak. I still underestimated his ability." At this time, the corners of the Golden Lion King's mouth were filled with a bitter smile, and his expression was extremely emotional.
He originally thought that Xiao Yi's understanding of one imperial-level true meaning would be the limit, but he didn't expect that he would actually understand two kinds.
Although it seems that he has only comprehended the first level of the second emperor's true meaning, it is already enough to defy the heavens.
"His martial arts talent is no weaker than any candidate for the Holy Son. In addition, he has a talent for identifying treasures that is even stronger than mine. As soon as such a person enters our Treasure Dou Pavilion, he can be named a candidate immediately.
The Holy Son, even the Holy Son." There was a light in Shiya's dark and bright eyes.
He burst out and stared at Xiao Yi.
At this moment, she was completely convinced by Xiao Yi.
Because, in the entire Doubao Pavilion, it is difficult to find another all-around wizard like Xiao Yi.
The potential of this kind of person is really terrifying. As long as he continues to grow smoothly, he will definitely be able to rise.
Even Zhuge Xuan on the side couldn't help but feel a little ashamed at this time.
After all, he can be regarded as the genius of Dou Bao Pavilion, having awakened the supreme fourth-grade bloodline.
But compared with Xiao Yi, he is really far behind.
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"Everyone, you have also seen it! The concentration of the ominous blood of this bastard is higher than we imagined. If we don't get rid of it quickly, we will have endless troubles and may become the second Ji Fu." On the podium,
Xiao Ling's deep eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said coldly to the other strong men around him.
The talent shown by Xiao Yi was truly incredible. Although it was not as good as his daughter Biyue for the time being, it still made him feel a huge sense of crisis.
If the game was not still in progress, he would probably kill Xiao Yi immediately.
"It depends on whether Yan Xing can kill him. If even Yan Xing fails, we will take action immediately."
"There should be no such possibility. Flame punishment is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It is not difficult to kill Xiao Yi, unless he has other trump cards." A group of mysterious strong men shrouded in light and mist responded indifferently.
In their eyes, Xiao Yi was already destined to die.
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"Haha, Boss Xiao Yi has entered the finals. I'm not dreaming."
"A fierce man, Boss Xiao Yi is really a peerless fierce man. If this continues, he might even kill Yan Xing." At this time, the little fat man, Li San and others all hugged each other excitedly.
Ouyang Qingxue, Qiuxia and the others were also stunned, feeling like they were in a dream.
"Xiao Yi once said that he wanted to take first place. Sure enough, he never tells lies. This time, he will definitely be able to do it." The fifth elder looked extremely pleased and full of confidence in Xiao Yi.
At the same time, the news that Xiao Yi killed Tai Kun and entered the finals spread quickly throughout the Dragon Realm, causing a major earthquake.
From now on, no one will forget Xiao Yi.
Because he created an impossible miracle.
A warrior at the ninth level of Wuhou was actually able to reach the finals of the Hidden Dragon Competition. This is something that has never happened before in history and will definitely be recorded in the annals of history.
"Xiao Yi, just wait for me. When I defeat Yuan Tai, I will completely shatter your myth. I am the strongest." On the Zijin high platform, Yan Xing stared at Xiao Yi coldly.