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Chapter 1232 Unhappy

"brush!"

This sword looks unpleasant, but it is very heavy, as heavy as a mountain. It is the heaviest and most powerful move in the Thunder Sword Technique.

"Cang Dang! Cang Dang!"

In the deafening loud noise, the brilliance was hit and splashed in all directions.

Yang Huang, on the other hand, was so shaken by its huge power that he fell down.

Everyone on and off the stage was filled with exclamations and surprises. Everyone could see that Zhan Tiangang's brilliance strike was unstoppable, and they all thought that Yang Huang would definitely be killed by it on the spot.

However, Yang Huang was just knocked out. Although he looked very embarrassed, he was still alive after all.

Zhan Tiangang was more frightened and angry than the others. He shouted loudly, held the sword with both hands again, and slashed through the air with another sword.

The two brilliance screamed and attacked Yang Huang head-on. Although the power was far less than the previous one, it was still extremely powerful.

Yang Huang just got up from the ground, his whole body was sore, and he wanted to swing his sword to stop him, but found that his hands were so numb that he seemed unable to move.

With his identity and entry level, he would not have been able to fight back in front of a second-class disciple like Zhan Tiangang who was born in the semi-immortal world. But Yang Huang's Yuan Ti has been cultivated to the eighth level that many people did not expect.

The situation is such that the Thunder Sword Technique is used with all one's strength, and the power is also extremely powerful.

However, the gap is considerable after all. Yang Huang was able to resist the first strike, but was unable to withstand the second strike, although the second strike was significantly weaker than the first strike.

It is this gap that determines victory or defeat, life or death.

Just when Yang Huang was watching the Guanghua Pilian attack each other, but was helpless, a fierce force suddenly came from behind him.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

When the two rays of light hit Yang Huang, they suddenly exploded and turned into countless fragments of light, flying out in all directions.

"Um?"

Yang Huang had gathered all his energy and was ready to fight with all his strength. Seeing this, he couldn't help but be stunned and turned around in surprise.

Behind him, a person floated up, and it was Feng Zheng. He had a cold expression, walked calmly, and had a frosty murderous aura all over his body.

"You..." Yang Huang couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that he would come down from the high platform to save him.

"Your performance is very good. We don't have anything to do with you here for the time being. You should go back first." Feng Zheng glanced at Yang Huang coldly and said lightly.

Yang Huang was startled for a moment, then nodded, turned around and strode towards the high platform, where the hanging basket where Feng Zheng sat down was still on the ground.

"You, you are a first-class disciple?" At this time, Zhan Tiangang came back to his senses and stared at Feng Zhengdao, but his aura was completely gone.

Feng Zheng sneered and said: "Hey, that's right. I shouldn't have come down originally, but Wu Tianhui was so shameless that he actually sent second-class disciples to bully our entry-level disciples! Then our Tianwu Sect doesn't need to tell you any rules.

Already."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zheng leaned away, and a wisp of smoke flew toward Zhan Tiangang.

A flash of fear flashed in Zhan Tiangang's eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and swung his sword to meet the attack.

When the hanging basket slowly rose up, Yang Huang looked back and saw that Feng Zheng and Zhan Tiangang were already fighting in a group, with two figures, two weapons, and several strands of energy intertwined in one place, which was extremely fierce.

However, although Feng Zheng was a first-class disciple of Tianwu Sect and took advantage of Yang Huang, he did not have much chance of winning for a while.

The cheers on the high platform were much louder than before. Because there were many brothers in the branch where he was, there were many more people waving flags and shouting in this situation.

When Yang Huang climbed up to the high platform, the battle below finally decided the winner. After all, Zhan Tiangang had exhausted too much strength and couldn't compete with Feng Zhengjiu. He slashed his chest with a knife, and immediately screamed and feebly

Sit back.

Feng Zheng was unyielding and struck out with his sword again.

Dang! Dang!

After the fierce clash of weapons, everything suddenly became quiet, and Zhan Tiangang turned into a bloody man and fell to the ground, motionless.

"Feng Zheng! Mighty!"

"Feng Zheng! Awesome!"

The disciples of the Jin Kingdom started shouting and cheering one after another, and their cheers were loud.

Bai Yong's group, on the other hand, was silent, and the two factions formed a sharp contrast.

"These bastards are really good at taking credit!" Lan Jingyi sneered in disgust and walked towards Yang Huang: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just that my hands are a little numb." Yang Huang said with a smile.

At this time, Shi Ming also came over. He looked unhappy. He stared at Yang Huang for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "Oh, I wanted you to be more low-key...but you are becoming more and more high-profile. What should I say to you?"

Is that good? Next, let’s be more careful.”

Although the credit was shamelessly taken away by the Jin Kingdom, Yang Huang still showed his majesty and momentum in the battle at the gate of the ground.

After returning to Chaotiandi Mansion, he could clearly feel that the way many people looked at him had changed. They no longer had the same contempt, arrogance and disdain as before.

Tianwu Sect respects the master based on the apprentice. When the apprentice becomes successful, Shi Ming begins to be respected as well.

However, Shi Ming seemed even more depressed. He repeatedly told Yang Huang to be more careful next time.

Yang Huang didn't care much about all of this. After this battle, he reviewed himself and saw what shortcomings he had in his cultivation.

Therefore, after only staying in Qingmu Villa for a while, Yang Huang returned to the small valley and continued to practice sitting next to the lava river.

Now, his Yuan Ti cultivation is considered top-notch among his peers, but Yang Huang feels that it is far from enough. He must reach the ninth level of the Half-Martial Realm as soon as possible, and then find ways to practice other martial arts.

Therefore, Yang Huang voluntarily gave up participating in the second advanced competition.

Lan Jingyi also gave up. She also saw that her cultivation level was still far away from that of a second-class disciple. There was no hope in participating in the advanced competition. It was better to seize the time and concentrate on training.

Time flies, and another three days have passed.

On this day, in that secret little valley, while Yang Huang was sitting by the lava river practicing Yuan Ti, a sound of footsteps suddenly came to his ears.

"Um?"

Yang Huang opened his eyes alertly. He could tell that the footsteps did not belong to Shi Ming, and there were more than one pair.

In this valley, apart from Yang Huang and Shi Ming, even Lan Jingyi has never been here. How could anyone else come, and more than one?

Soon, three people came in from the mouth of the valley and appeared in front of Yang Huang.

"Is it you?"

Yang Huang was stunned for a moment, then stood up and looked at the people who came warily. He saw that the people coming were none other than Feng Zheng, Li Gang and Huang Ren.

At this moment, the three of them were looking at Yang Huang with sneers, as if he was already a dead person.

"Hehe, no wonder we can't find him during this time. It turns out that this kid is really hiding here." Huang Ren sneered.


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