Lan Jingyi looked around and saw many elders on the stage, smiling and saying something to Shi Ming. Shi Ming was like a piece of wood, silently accepting rumors from all directions.
This scene was so familiar that although I couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, I knew without thinking that they were mocking Shi Ming in various ways.
"Hmph, it seems that some people are still unconvinced." Lan Jingyi glanced at Yang Huang, "When you go up, you have to give Master a face and tell them to shut up!"
Soon, it was Yang Huang's turn.
His opponent was a powerful man, and the weapon he used was an unpredictable chain gun.
"It seems that even if I don't give Mr. Shi face, I still have to slap someone in the face."
Yang Huang raised his eyes and met Jin Guo's gaze. The resentment, hatred and ridicule in Jin Guo's eyes made Yang Huang feel disgusted and couldn't help but sneered.
"Why are you laughing? I, Zhang Wei, are here today, so go back and be your disciple like Ding."
The big man holding the chain gun thought that Yang Huang was sneering at him, and after roaring angrily, he flew towards him. The chain gun made a "whoosh" sound, turned into a wisp of gray, and hit Yang Huang's throat.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, Yang Huang dodged and avoided the chain gun. At the same time, Snake Tun flew out of the air, and a sharp sword force whizzed towards the opponent's shoulder.
"What?"
Zhang Wei was shocked. He didn't expect that Yang Huang would release the sword power as soon as he took action, and the sword power would be released so neatly. He hurriedly dodged sideways, holding the chain gun tightly with both hands, staring at Yang Huang, and there was a flash of light in it.
The light of fear and uneasiness.
The surrounding area, which was originally noisy, suddenly became quiet at this moment, and the elders on the stage were also surprised and looked at the two people in the circle attentively.
It is not difficult for martial arts cultivators in the semi-immortal world to generate sword power, but for people with more average cultivation levels, if they want to use sword power, they must also go through a brewing process.
Disciples like C and others have to pause for a short period of time if they want to exert their strength, which is of little use in actual combat.
But Yang Huang unleashed his sword power as soon as he came, and it seemed to be effortless, which could not help but surprise everyone.
What surprised everyone even more was that Yang Huang flew towards Zhang Wei again at this time, swallowing snakes in his palms, and shot several swords at Zhang Wei continuously without any interruption.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp! Chirp, chirp, chirp!"
There was a commotion all around, with surprise written all over the faces. Perhaps in the eyes of some high-level disciples, Yang Huang's attack was not that powerful, but they still had to admit that with Yang Huang's current
The level, being able to continuously emit sword power, is very remarkable in itself.
Moreover, every ray of sword power is still so sharp and the sound is so sharp, which is even more remarkable.
Zhang Wei didn't expect that Yang Huang's counterattack would be so furious. He was so surprised that he could only pull away and dodge back again and again, and finally managed to avoid these sword attacks.
"Senior Brother Zhang, don't retreat so fast! The boundary is right behind you!" Yang Huang laughed and reminded Zhang Wei, but the man rushed towards him.
Zhang Wei hurriedly turned around, only to realize that he was almost forced out of the circle by Yang Huang, and Yang Huang was still rushing towards him.
"Drink, give it back!"
Zhang Wei was angry and anxious, and used all his strength. The chain gun suddenly turned into countless sharp lights and shadows, and greeted Yang Huang.
"snort!"
Yang Huang didn't panic, he let out a loud shout from the bottom of his throat, and the Thunder Sword Technique also rushed out, one sword after another like lightning.
"Dang-dang-dang-dang! Dang-dang-dang-dang!"
The two sides used fast to control fast, and the fighting became faster and faster, and the fighting became more and more urgent. It was like rushing against each other, like dense rain hitting each other.
The surroundings were quiet, everyone looked at the scene, and their eyes widened.
Yang Huang's current martial arts skills are actually the same as those during the trial meeting. They are all thunder sword skills. However, his Yuan Ti cultivation level has increased significantly, and he has crossed the first level.
The same move, used by people with different Yuan Ti cultivation levels, will have completely different power.
At this moment, as the sword technique unfolds, the powerful yang energy in the body, like thousands of horses galloping, continuously flows into the hand holding the sword. The sword technique becomes faster, fiercer, and more unpredictable.
For Yang Huang, such a fight was a great opportunity to unleash his strength and fighting spirit! As he fought, he completely forgot that he was competing, and just used his yang energy to urge the snake to swallow with passion.
This was very painful for Zhang Wei. At first, he was able to fight Yang Huang tit for tat, attacking quickly and fiercely, but later he became breathless and could only retreat step by step.
Not long after, he actually retreated step by step outside the competition circle.
But Yang Huang still had no intention of stopping. The Thunder Sword Technique was like a big wave, one after another, not giving him a chance to breathe.
"Enough, enough! You win, you win!" Zhang Wei became more and more frightened as he fought. At this moment, he couldn't care anymore. He flew back suddenly and yelled.
When he shouted like this, everyone came back to their senses and found that Yang Huang had already chased Zhang Wei outside the circle.
"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Zhang, I was so involved just now that I forgot to look at the thread."
Yang Huang smiled hastily, but he felt a little regretful in his heart. He originally wanted to keep a low profile and retain some strength, but he didn't expect that he would be able to enter Hong Kong and expose so much.
However, Yang Huang was quite happy to see Jin Guo's gloomy face and surprise in his eyes.
Zhang Le was sitting on the open space in the Qingmu Villa, his eyes moving from Yang Huang to Lan Jingyi, then from Lan Jingyi to Yang Huang.
"Hey, senior brother, what's wrong with your eyes?" Lan Jingyi asked curiously. She and Yang Huang had just come back, and when they saw his appearance as soon as they entered the door, they couldn't help but be stunned.
"I'm thinking, can I still maintain my status as senior brother in the future?" Zhang Le shook his head and said with a smile, "With two such powerful junior brothers and sisters, I feel that my status is in jeopardy."
"Don't worry, no one covets your status as senior brother." Lan Jingyi smiled and said, "Of course, I don't mind if you call me senior sister."
Yang Huang smiled and said: "I am a better person to talk to. If you want to treat me as your ancestor, I will give you this opportunity."
"You two, you really need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity! I just gave you some colors, but you really want to open a dyeing workshop? Let me tell you a wise saying, once a senior brother, always a senior brother! In this life, the country can change easily
, the status between us is hard to change. So no matter how prosperous you are in the future, you must remember that I am your senior brother."
Zhang Le jumped up, shook his head and walked up to Yang Huang and the two of them, and said proudly: "But, it is really a good thing to have two junior brothers and junior sisters who can fight. Today, many people meet me
Say hello. In the past, I was just a lonely piece of grass. If anyone saw me, it would be good if I didn’t step on it. If I was hit or scolded, I had to accept it with a smile. I might even say, thank you Lord for your kindness."