Xu Ming and Qian Yishang both walked into the martial arts formation.
The conscious body cannot exert much combat effectiveness in a normal environment; it can only show its strength in special environments such as the martial arts formation and the ninth level world.
Inside the martial arts formation is a wide bluestone arena.
The bluestone is made of a special material, and there are formation runes composed of divine power flowing inside, which can carry the battles of gods! And the battle at the demigod level cannot damage the bluestone at all.
Xu Ming and Qian Yishang stood at both ends of the ring.
"Xu Ming!" Qian Yishang said via voice message, "Hurry up and admit defeat!"
Qian Yishang was eager for Xu Ming to admit defeat immediately, so that he could immediately become the general's direct successor and avoid long nights and dreams.
Xu Ming smiled strangely and said through the message: "No rush! I have never competed with a genius from the God Realm! Now that we are already on the stage, we should take this opportunity to compete; let me, a native of the world of dust,
See the methods of your divine geniuses!"
Discuss?
Qian Yishang smiled bitterly: "Xu Ming, if we want to discuss, we can do it anytime! Look... let's get down to business first, right?"
"What are you anxious about? What are you afraid of?" Xu Ming said, "I'm just having a discussion with you! Don't worry, I'm sensible and won't let you lose! Come on!"
"Then..." Qian Yishang saw that Xu Ming was determined to compete with him, so he had to say, "Then you have to be gentle! Also, after the competition is over, you must admit defeat immediately!"
"Don't worry!" Xu Ming smiled.
But in Qian Yishang's opinion, Xu Ming's smile... was very sinister!
"Come on!" Xu Ming put one hand behind his back and pointed at Qian Yishang with the other hand, indicating that he would only use one hand to spar with him.
"Fight me with one hand? Too arrogant, too arrogant..." But Qian Yishang had to admit that even if Xu Ming only used one hand, he might not be his opponent.
Moreover, Qian Yishang had a premonition that he would lose some face in this competition.
"It's embarrassing to be embarrassed, as long as Xu Ming keeps his promise and gives me the 'number one' position!" Qian Yishang thought to himself, "Anyway, everyone present knows that my strength is not as good as Xu Ming! Let's compare!
Being ravaged when I was young is not very embarrassing!"
Qian Yishang is very open-minded and doesn’t look at the process, only the results!
It's okay if the process is embarrassing, as long as you win in the end, that's fine!
In order to inherit the position of general, Qian Yishang is willing to bear the humiliation and bear the burden.
"Then...Xu Ming, take the move!" A sharp sword appeared in Qian Yishang's hand, and the power of the nine heavenly ways gathered on the sword's edge. Among them, seven of the heavenly ways were relatively strong and had reached the limit of being a demigod;
There are two major heavenly realms that are relatively weak, and they are probably only at the level of ordinary demigods.
Rumble...
The power of the sword caused a turmoil in the entire martial arts formation; even Xu Ming felt a lot of oppression from this sword.
"Huh?" Xu Ming glanced in surprise, "It seems that during this period, Qian Yishang's strength has also made a breakthrough! The power of this sword has almost reached the 'eighteenth level', close to the 'nineteenth level'
'It's up!"
However, Xu Ming still steadily suppressed him by two or three steps!
You must know that the further you go, the greater the "first-level" gap! And Xu Ming is two or three levels stronger than Qian Yishang; therefore, no matter how much Qian Yishang shows his teeth and claws, in Xu Ming's view, he is just a
Just kittens and puppies!
boom!!
The sharp sword pierced through the layers of space and blasted towards Xu Ming.
"It would be great if Xu Ming was too arrogant and was accidentally killed by this sword!" Qian Yishang thought innocently.
Seeing the sword roaring towards him, Xu Ming spread his fingers.
Wait until Qian Yishang is approaching...
Snap!!
Xu Ming raised his hand and slapped him.
Poor Qian Yishang was whipped and thrown away. As for the power of the sword, it was completely wiped out by Xu Ming's slap.
"I..." Qian Yishang was so stunned that he forced himself to prepare a blow with all his strength. Why not give Xu Ming a random slap?
Is this gap too big?
Just when Qian Yishang was confused, Xu Ming's slap arrived again!
Snap!!
There was another crisp sound, and the other side of Qian Yishang's face was also red and burning.
"Hiss" The geniuses who were watching the battle all took a sharp breath when they saw these two slaps. Although they did not hit their faces, they could still feel the burning pain.
"Qian Yishang dares to enter the ring with Xu Ming, he deserves to be whipped!"
"Fortunately...fortunately I just gave up! Otherwise, I would have been beaten too!" Xi Ye thought happily.
In the martial arts formation, Brother Ming's slaps continued.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!...
Xu Ming kept one hand behind his back and did not use it. With only one hand, he whipped Qian Yishang until he had no resistance.
Qian Yishang was slapped to the point of being confused. Is this what you meant by "discussing with each other"? Is this what you meant by "seeing the geniuses of the gods"?
Can this be called a sparring session?
This is completely one-sided ravage, right?
Qian Yishang wanted to cry, but Xu Ming's slaps came one after another, as densely as raindrops, without stopping at all; Qian Yishang was not even given a chance to cry!
"Xu Ming!" Outside the martial arts formation, Elder Mo Fang couldn't stand it any longer. He shouted through his voice, "Is this what you call keeping your promise?"
Xu Ming smiled cowardly, but the slaps on his hands didn't stop; he sent a message and replied: "I just slapped him a few times to vent my anger. I didn't defeat him. How did I break my promise?"
"You..." Elder Mo Fang was speechless.
Indeed, the agreement only said that Xu Ming would admit defeat to Qian Yishang; however, it did not say that Xu Ming could not ravage Qian Yishang before admitting defeat.
"Then now that you've been slapped, it's time to admit defeat, right?" Elder Mo Fang said again.
"Why are you so anxious! I haven't smoked enough yet!" Xu Ming looked matter-of-fact.
"This..." Elder Mo Fang immediately understood that Xu Ming would not give up without having a good time today!
"If Xu Ming is made happy, I wonder if it will bring out the psychological shadow of Xiao Shang..." Elder Mo Fang couldn't help but think, "Forget it, who doesn't have some setbacks in their growth process?
Under my protection, Xiao Shang has had a smooth life; it is also a good thing to let him suffer some losses..."
"And...compared to the harvest, what's a slap in the face?" Elder Mo Fang's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he laughed secretly in his heart, "Stupid Xu Ming! You want me to give him the sacred stone?"
Go to the dusty world where he is? How is that possible! Hey, wait half a month, and he will find that he has lost his identity as the general's direct successor, and he can't even get a sacred stone!"
Yes, Mo Fang was lying to Xu Ming from beginning to end!
He didn't ask the Temple of Time and Space to transport the sacred stone to Xu Ming's world of dust at all!