Facing the powerful aura exuded by Master Rigel, Ye Xiaobai remained calm, as if he was unmoved by the spring breeze.
The next moment.
Ye Xiaobai reached the top of the peak, and was only thirty meters away from Rigel.
The top of Tiansheng Peak is only about 40 meters wide at its widest. Compared with the entire mountain, from a distance, it looks like the tip of a pyramid.
"Okay, I hope you have the strength to say this."
Ye Xiaobai looked at the other party with a half-smile, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and replied.
Zigler almost lost his breath and vomited blood. This guy actually repeated what he said. How unreasonable!
"You are so shameless, you actually pirated my words."
Zigler complained angrily.
"Haha...pirating what you said? You're overthinking this. It's just that you said what I wanted to say first. It's obvious that you pirated mine."
Ye Xiaobaipi replied with a smile.
"Boy, your mouth needs a beating. I will smash your mouth to pieces before I kill you."
Zigler was furious. He stretched out his palm, and a wind blade cyclone driven by his true energy rotated in his palm. The cyclone rotated very fast. Therefore, under the friction with the air, bursts of ghost-like cries erupted.
The screaming sound is terrifying.
"What's the use of talking? Whoever pirates is who, whoever breaks the mouth, let your strength speak for itself!"
Ye Xiaobai took a step forward, and the aura of the titled grandmaster came out wildly. When the two auras collided, the situation on the holy peak suddenly changed, with sand and rocks flying.
The battle is about to break out.
At the foot of Tiansheng Peak, the onlookers from the Northern Russian and Chinese sides held their breath and watched the battle on Tiansheng Peak.
In the hearts of the North Russian warriors, the next moment, Ye Xiaobai would be beheaded to dregs by Zigler and tortured into a dog. Then they were ready to burst out with cheers and words of humiliation to the Chinese warriors.
Everything is waiting for Zigler to perform in person!
On the Chinese side, everyone was secretly sweating. They thought it was impossible for Ye Xiaobai to defeat the North Russian real man, Zigler. They just hoped in their hearts that after Zigler's victory, he could fulfill his promise.
Let them go, more than 3,000 warriors from the Northeastern martial arts world.
"In this case, I cancel your promise to let you live if you take one of my moves, because I want to slowly process you."
Zigele swayed and struck Ye Xiaobai in the air with his palm. The rotating wind blade in his hand expanded and enveloped Ye Xiaobai.
This is one of Zigler's famous martial arts skills, "Cutting Blade."
As soon as this move was launched, even the onlookers warriors hundreds of meters below felt an extremely cold chill. Just the aftermath of the power of the martial arts made many warriors feel the pain of being cut on their skin.
It can be seen how powerful this move is, and how can Ye Xiaobai, who is at the center of the attack, deal with it?
For those of them who were watching the warriors, if they replaced themselves with Ye Xiaobai, they would just be strangled to pieces.
Not even the three great masters or even the martial arts masters present believed that they could survive this move.
"Master, I didn't expect that he would use such a killing move as soon as he took action. This is too much for that kid!"
Priego curled his lips and couldn't help but speak.
Pu Da Lei on the side did not speak, staring closely at Ye Xiaobai. At this time, Ye Xiaobai remained unmoved, but in the eyes of many people, he was unable to resist. Only Pu Da Lei knew that Ye Xiaobai
Bai Juebi is not the kind of person who has no resistance. The guy stood there motionless. Could it be that he was despising the master's move?
Thinking of this, an unbelievable thought came to Pu Dailei's heart. Oh my God, that was a real blow. Ye Xiaobai was only titled Grandmaster. Could he really do this?
The next moment.
Ye Xiaobai's body was attacked by Rigel's powerful martial arts and shrouded in it. Under the strong wind and dust, his figure was submerged. Even with the eyesight of the Venerable, Ye Xiaobai's figure could not be seen.
Ziggler also became illusory under the fluctuation of the air.
Viewed from a bottom-up perspective.
Zigele's strength has been invisibly expanded by more than ten times. He was originally a super master in the eyes of everyone, and the existence of Gaoshan Zhizhi makes people feel that Zigele is invincible.
Thousands of warriors secretly thought that if they could practice martial arts to the level of Zigler in their lifetime, then they would have nothing to ask for in this life!
"Haha! Lord Zigler, you are so powerful!"
"Master Zigler, invincible!"
"Well done, Lord Zigler!"
On the North Russian side, bursts of cheers immediately erupted.
"Your Northeastern martial arts community in China is too inferior! The leader of the martial arts alliance you elected is so vulnerable."
"That's right, what else can I say? Chinese Kung Fu is number one in the world, bah!"
"How shameless!"
"They are number one in bragging rights."
"Ha ha……"
Next, bursts of ridicule came from the North Russian warrior camp.
This made all the Chinese warriors lose face, but no one dared to argue, because...the other party was powerful, and with the facts before them, what else could anyone do except hold their breath.
"The person named Ye is really just a cannon fodder. He paid for the pretentiousness just now!"
Ge Lang's throat rolled, and his eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Narigele's blow.
And the three giants all looked at each other in disbelief. Ye Xiaobai, who could not even do anything to the Xuanming Sect, overpowered the young grandmaster of the Northeastern Wulin, and he died just like that!
If Ye Xiaobai is given another twenty years, he may not be able to catch up with Zigler!
All three of them felt sorry for Ye Xiaobai's death.
We also know that the Northeastern martial arts community will never be able to hold its head high in front of Northern Russian warriors.
This is an eternal shame for the Northeastern martial arts community.
Many people secretly vowed that if they could leave alive today, they would practice even harder in the future, striving to one day be able to wash away the shame of today.
And just when the Northern Russian warriors were boiling and the Chinese warriors were dying, a voice suddenly erupted from Tiansheng Peak.
"ah!"
This is the sound of screaming.
"That kid is not dead yet."
The Northern Russian warrior was stunned.
Because in their opinion.
Ye Xiaobai should have died from that blow.
There are still screams now, which means that he was not killed.
"I understand. This is our Lord Zigler. He deliberately released water without killing him."
Some people woke up and everyone else nodded.
"Yes! Mr. Zigler said before that he wanted to deal with that kid well, so he must have been merciful."
"But in this case, the boy will be miserable. If he is killed with one move, it is fine without pain, but if he is killed by a trick, it will be a tragedy. Before death, he has to be brutally tortured. It is simply worse than death.
ah!"
"That's because that kid is mean-mouthed. It's just his own fault. He deserves it."
"Well, that's fine. Let all the Chinese warriors see how humble and insignificant their so-called martial arts are in our Northern Russian martial arts world."
The North Russian warriors were all very proud and their analysis was clear and logical.
Only Pu Dailei's expression changed and he remained awake.
"No, this doesn't seem to be Ye Xiaobai's voice."
Instead of Ye Xiaobai's voice, is it Zigler's?
Thinking of this, Pu Dailei's eyes widened, and he firmly locked onto the dusty Tiansheng Peak and the battle area that blocked his sight.
On the Chinese side, everyone was silent. Although they could tell that the scream was not Ye Xiaobai's, subconsciously, Ye Xiaobai had been defeated and killed, so the difference in the sound was not noticeable at the scene.
When a person reacts, they are all immersed in the grief of failure and humiliation.
"Zigele, a heaven-level real person, haha...it's nothing more than that!"
Ye Xiaobai's contemptuous voice immediately spread from Tiansheng Peak to all directions.
Let the onlookers at the Tiansheng Peak hear it clearly and clearly.
"That kid from China is really trying to die. He took his pretense to a new level. After being defeated and screaming, he still didn't forget to show off. It's really the rhythm of pretending until death!"
"Yes, after being tortured, you still have the nerve to say that our Lord Zigler is nothing more than this."
"Really, I've seen shameless people before, but this is the first time I've seen someone so shameless."
"It's okay, let's see how long he keeps pretending. There will always be a time when he can't pretend to scream."
"..."
The Northern Russian warriors immediately began to complain and ridicule again.
Pu Da Lei then showed a wry smile, and then said loudly, "Ye Xiaobai, I am Pu Da Lei, can you give me some face and spare my master's life?"
As soon as these words came out.
Thousands of people marveled, and thousands of eyes fell on Pu Da Lei.
What did this guy say?
Ask Ye Xiaobai to spare his master's life?
That girl is having convulsions and talking in her sleep!
"Hey, Pu Dailei, you said it wrong! You should have asked your master, Ye Xiaobai, to spare his life!"
Someone couldn't help but remind him that if he hadn't seen that Pu Dailei was the disciple of the Venerable Zigler, just based on his words, many North Russian warriors would have rushed up and given him a few loud slaps.
What's wrong is that a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth!
Priego also frowned and said nothing. Presumably, senior brother Pu Dailei also wanted the master to spare Ye Xiaobai, but he said the wrong thing out of desperation!
It's a joke that a mere grandmaster can defeat a real person. All fools have such common sense.
At the same time, I can also understand why Pu Dailei did this.
That's because they are both soldiers. Although they are not soldiers in the same country, they have fought on the same battlefield. They must have sympathy for each other!
"I'm not wrong."
Unexpectedly, Pu Dailei shook his head, stared at Tiansheng Peak, and said this to the suspicious warriors from Northern Russia.