In the vast martial arts arena, the martial arts battles on the ten major stages are very fierce. Warriors of various abilities emerge in endlessly, and they fight in all kinds of ways.
As time went by, selected warriors with extremely strong combat abilities also appeared and were promoted to become Yunxiao Sect disciples.
After the hit and run-in, Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the next opponent.
He glanced around and saw two warriors fighting fiercely on the No. 7 platform next to him.
Among them, there is a young man named Song Le, who is at the peak of the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm. He is now in his tenth defense. However, this battle is extremely difficult for him, and the challenger is also very strong. Although he only has the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm.
Because of this, he has cultivated a powerful sword skill, which is extremely powerful and domineering.
Ye Xuan didn't pay much attention to this arena. Song Le's combat power was only considered good for him now.
Suddenly, when Ye Xuan's eyes fell on the next battle platform, and after staying on a slightly thin young man for a while, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, but then returned to normal as if nothing had happened.
It wasn't that there was anything strange about the young man's clothes and appearance, but that when he looked closely at the other person, he actually radiated a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.
This fluctuation of spiritual power is extremely hidden. With Ye Xuan's unfathomable and powerful spiritual power, it was almost concealed.
"He is actually a practitioner of both divine and martial arts?" Ye Xuan was confused. The weak young man's martial arts cultivation was at the seventh level of the True Spirit Realm, but his mental strength was hard to estimate.
Ye Xuan's eyes moved to the next fighting platform. Suddenly, when Ye Xuan looked at the fighting platform, there was a dazzling cold light that was extremely destructive. Immediately, a warrior fell down and was killed by a wave of cold light.
The sword seals the throat!
"This...this is already the seventh one. Who is he? What a fast sword! What a sharp swordsmanship!"
"Yes! It's so awesome. I can't see clearly when he draws the sword now. It's too fast!"
"Seven of them, none of them could block his sword. They all had their throats wiped by his sword!"
The crowd watching the battle was in awe, looking in shock at a cold man dressed in black and holding a sword on the battlefield.
"My name is Fan Li, and my nickname is that I can kill with one sword. If you want to die, come up." The sharp-faced man in black clothes stood on the high platform, looking at the crowd below as if he were looking at a dead person.
Anyone who touches his cold gaze will feel a chill in his heart.
"No. 3002, Pei Zhong, come on stage to compete!"
At this moment, the competition enforcer who presided over Ye Xuan's battle stage shouted.
Ye Xuan's heart moved and he withdrew his gaze.
The next moment, with people from all directions watching the battle, a huge black shadow suddenly leapt up from the bottom of the No. 8 platform, like another black bear, and landed heavily on the platform with a 'bang'.
Astonishingly, he was a burly man with a height of more than two meters and a body as tall as a wall.
His face was dark, and he sneered and said to Ye Xuan, "Boy, your performance before was good. However, when you meet me, your gravity technique is useless. You'd better get off the ring quickly, otherwise once you make a move, I will
Tear you apart!"
A heavy earth element aura emanated from Pei Zhong. He was clearly an earth element warrior.
"Here I go, he is also an earth warrior, and he seems to have understood the gravity field! With a peak cultivation level of the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm, that boy is finished now. His air strikes can't hurt him at all."
"Yes, both are gravity warriors, and those with advanced cultivation will have the upper hand. And this Pei Zhong is so heavy, and his body is covered with thick earth element energy. He has obviously practiced some high-level earth element skills."
"I know him. This Pei Zhong is a warrior of the Black Rain Tribe. It is said that he once obtained a fifth-grade intermediate earth-based technique by chance. Since then, his cultivation has been advancing rapidly. It is rare for people of the same weight to be able to resist.
He’s the man of gravity!”
The crowd below was talking for a while, some shaking their heads and sighing. They felt that Ye Xuan's luck was really bad, and he encountered such a terrifying and powerful enemy.
On the viewing platform, Xiong He showed a smile, nodded, and said, "This Pei Zhong is good, his aura is very thick, and his cultivation has reached the eighth level. As long as he takes a pill that breaks through the bottleneck, it is possible to advance to the real level."
The ninth level of spirit."
Zi Lan was slightly startled and said, "Senior Brother Xiong has taken a fancy to this person?"
"Well, my team is lacking an earth warrior. As long as he can win ten games in a row, I will include him in the team. I hope you won't compete with me."
"Haha, Xiong He, I also value this person quite a lot. Let's wait until after the competition is over." A woman's voice sounded not far away.
I saw a woman wearing a silver robe with a cold and arrogant temperament. She was also a core disciple.
Xiong He's expression changed. He didn't expect that what he valued was also valued by Fang Li. He said, "Okay, just as you said, Fang Li."
At this moment, on the No. 8 battle platform, Ye Xuan looked at Pei Zhong who was on the battle platform and frowned slightly, saying, "You talk a lot of nonsense. Take action quickly."
Ye Xuan still has many things to do and doesn't want to waste time on this competition.
Um?
Pei Zhong's face darkened, and then he said ferociously, "Boy, you are so arrogant. Since you are eager to seek death, I will tear you to pieces right now. Five times the gravity!"
Wow~~
A heavy gravity appeared from Pei Zhong's body. With him as the center, it swept across the entire battlefield.
Ye Xuan lowered his shoulders and felt an invisible pressure suddenly covering his whole body!
It was as if every cell in the body was filled with heavy soil, and the body sank suddenly, as if it was pressed by a huge boulder.
"Haha! Die!" Pei Zhong ran over with a smile.
Ye Xuan's expression turned cold and he said faintly, 'Dizzy!'
A wisp of black smoke flashed from Ye Xuan's eyes.
Suddenly, Pei Zhong, who ran towards Ye Xuan like a black bear, froze, and his eyes became dull and hollow.
"Huh? Why did you stop?"
"What's going on?"
The people watching the battle below were surprised.
"Since you like tearing people apart, let me cut off your arm and let you have a taste of it." Ye Xuan said, grabbing it with his right hand, and with a 'stab' sound, he tore off Pei Zhong's left arm.
"Ah!" Pei Zhong screamed and woke up in pain, blood spurting out from his left shoulder.
"Save your life. When you see me in the future, remember to walk around me."
Throwing his arm away, a huge force spurted out from his body. The screaming Pei Zhong was knocked backwards and flew out, as if grinding, he flew twenty or thirty feet away.
Far away, he fell heavily among the crowd in the square.
No matter how strong the earth gravity field is, how can it be stronger than the force of space?
Space warriors are far superior to the five series warriors!
"This is...!" The crowd was shocked again.
Some people couldn't help but scream in horror when they saw Pei Zhong falling to the ground and fainting.
This Pei Zhong's strength is obviously stronger than the running-in, and his aura has been obviously vaguely perfect, reaching the level of being about to break through the ninth level of the true spirit realm, but he was still knocked off the ring by the young man's casual attack, and he was still the same
There is no resistance at all.
"Three Ultimate Warriors! He has definitely reached the level of Three Ultimate Fighters!"
"Where did this kid come from? He's so strong!"
"His level-crossing combat prowess is already comparable to the combat geniuses of some major sects!"
Many warriors looked at each other in surprise.
"Brother Wan, can you see what this boy is used for?" On the viewing platform, there were not only core disciples, but also several elders of the Yunxiao Sect.
The gray-robed elder ‘Zheng Lao’ raised his eyebrows slightly, and also paid attention to the battle situation on the 8th platform. His eyes fell on Ye Xuan and asked the short and fat old man on the side.
"This young man's soul skills are quite impressive. Although our sect has several disciples with similar soul skills, their martial souls are all of very high quality, usually above the mid-level earth level. This boy's talent seems to be
It has reached above the prefecture level.”
The short and fat old man smiled slightly and said slowly, as if he had seen through Ye Xuan, the warrior candidate.
"Earth-level gravity martial spirit? The talent is indeed good." Zheng Lao frowned and nodded.
At this time, Ye Xuan had his own thoughts in his heart.
Although he doesn't want to be too ostentatious, he still needs a certain performance.
Otherwise, after entering the sect, it would be difficult to get the attention of the sect elders and accept him as a core disciple.
Only the higher the disciple's rank, the higher the things he comes into contact with.
He wants to get the White Tiger's spiritual blood as soon as possible, and at the same time, he has an important purpose in coming to Yunxiao Sect.
"My performance just now, I'm afraid it's hard to attract the attention of an elder in the Martial Emperor Realm..." Ye Xuan thought to himself.
‘Whoosh!’
The figure of a young woman flew across the battlefield, exuding a powerful aura of the ninth level of true spirit realm martial arts.
"You are very strong, but you will never win again. The huge difference in cultivation level is four levels, and you are destined to stop here." The young woman held a short sword and spoke in a deep voice.
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