Chapter 2510 Gold and silver turn explosions, tyrants have no boundaries
After a long time, Yang Jian and Deng Ping finished talking about what was true and false. They raised their heads at the same time, their eyes met, and the flames of war started to rise!
The next second, Deng Ping jumped up, and while he was spinning, endless mana turned into a tornado and enveloped him.
As the terrifying mana fluctuations swept out, the figure chosen by Deng Ping paused quietly.
Immediately afterwards, he threw the gold and silver hammers in his hands directly, aiming directly at Yang Jian, and shouted: "Gold and silver turn to the explosive wheel!"
At the same time, Yang Jian was not to be outdone. He shook the three-pointed, two-edged sword with his right hand and twisted his body violently. The terrifying mana from his body surged into the three-pointed, two-edged sword.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian raised his sword and slashed, shouting loudly: "The sword has no boundaries!"
The next second, a white sword energy erupted, sweeping through the room with infinite power, and even the space was cut open.
Almost instantly, Gold and Silver Rotating Explosive Wheel and Overbearing Wujiang collided in mid-air.
boom--
A deafening roar resounded.
Sweeping under the two powerful forces, the entire Fenglei Valley was like an eighteenth-level hurricane, with rocks, trees, and soil flying into the sky.
The power of one blow is so terrifying!
Outside the arena, a monk used his most powerful defensive means to resist.
But his eyes were fixed on Yang Jian and Deng Ping standing on the ring. While cold sweat fell from his forehead, an indescribable excitement rose in his heart.
I don’t know how long it took for the aftermath of the Gold and Silver Explosion Wheel and the Unlimited Sword to stop. The entire Wind and Thunder Valley was completely changed beyond recognition at this moment. It used to be a high mountain, but now it is a mess, and many places have even turned into
The plains are barren of grass.
Under such circumstances, the young monks on the Supreme List outside the ring suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. After dispersing the defense in front of them, they stared at the two figures on the ring and thought to themselves: "Who won in the end?
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Under the gazes of all the monks present, Deng Ping's figure fell from mid-air. His footing was unstable, and he staggered a few times and almost fell to the ground.
However, Deng Ping was indeed a strong man of his generation, and he quickly stabilized his unstable figure.
After letting out a heavy breath, Deng Ping looked up at Yang Jian, who was also panting not far away. A look of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and then he opened his mouth and said bitterly: "I lost!"
Hearing this, Yang Jian's breathing stopped abruptly, he looked at Deng Ping deeply and said, "Yes, your combat power is very strong, much stronger than the two guys ranked in front of you.
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"But it's a pity that I have to defeat you, because only by defeating you can I have the possibility to go further!"
Hearing this, Deng Ping's pupils suddenly shrank, and he didn't think of anything at all. He stared at Yang Jian and said: "You want to challenge the existence of the top thirty, do you have that confidence?"
In response, Yang Jian smiled slightly, looked at Deng Ping and said, "Top thirty? No, my goal is the top ten!"
"As for your so-called certainty, in my opinion, it is a lack of confidence in myself. Since I am aiming for the top ten position, I must get it. Any obstacle will become a stepping stone for me."
After saying that, Yang Jian turned around and walked out of the ring.
Seeing this situation, Deng Ping opened his mouth to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.
After pondering for a while, a look of absolute despair flashed across Deng Ping's eyes. He clenched his fists and said, "This is the so-called heart of a strong man. It seems that I have been in this position for too long and it has been worn away."
It’s so angular.”
"But I won't take this failure to heart, Yang Jian of the Sky Eye Clan, just wait, I will definitely defeat you next time!"
After saying that, Deng Ping pulled away and rushed out of the ring.
At the same time, the announcement of the strong man from Tianji Pavilion also resounded: "The winner, Yang Jian of the Tianyan Clan!"
At this point, the atmosphere in the venue fell into silence.
Challenged three times and won one after another.
Everyone feels that something big will happen in this tournament.
Whether it is Sun Wukong, Jin Chanzi and Yang Jian who have shown combat power that can rival the top thirty or even the top ten, or the seventh person on the Youth Supreme List who is still in a state of breakthrough in mid-air, they will obviously not be satisfied with giving up.
status quo.
call out--
At this moment, a sound broke through the air.
With a breath of ice permeating the air, an ice lotus slowly appeared on the stage.
The ice lotus cracked open, and among them Nezha was wearing ice crystal jade armor, holding an ice soul jade spear, and standing on the lotus platform. With his long and flowing pale silver hair, he looked very graceful.
After the appearance, Nezha's eyes instantly locked on a monk in the crowd and said: "Nezha of Wanlian Sect, Kui Xing, who is ranked 34th on the Youth Supreme List, dare to fight me!"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the monks in the venue flashed a look that was indeed the case.
They had already guessed that after Sun Wukong, Jin Chanzi and Yang Jian selected the thirty-one to thirty-three people, the target of the monk who came on stage should be the thirty-fourth.
Immediately afterwards, the eyes of all the monks in the audience were fixed on Kui Xing, waiting for the latter to fight, and even looking forward to seeing a big battle like the one between Yang Jian and Deng Ping.
Unfortunately, under the gaze of all the monks present, Kui Xing had no intention of playing.
He raised his head and stared at Nezha, as if he was remembering something, and his expression changed for a while.
After a long time, Kuixing came back to his senses, took a deep look at Nezha, and then said, "Nezha, were you the one who took Bingxinlian away in the Bingxin Mountains that day?"
Hearing this, Nezha glanced at Kui Xing and seemed to have thought of something. The fighting spirit that still existed in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a sly smile on his face and said, "It turns out it's you. I thought you were the one before."
It looks familiar, it turns out that the guy who competed with me for Bing Xinlian that day was you."
"I didn't expect you to be number 34 on the Teenage Supreme List."
"How about it, do you want to come up and we'll have a show?"
After hearing this, Kui Xing's expression suddenly changed several times, and he lowered his head and seemed to be deep in thought.
After a long time, Kui Xing came back to his senses, raised his head and glared at Nezha fiercely, and then said helplessly: "I give up!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
All the monks looked at Kui Xing, although the conversation between the two just now made everyone understand that this was not their first confrontation.
But in the eyes of everyone, the battle between the two sides must be a close and fierce battle. After all, Kuixing's ranking does not have much water.
But what about now?
Looking at Kui Xing who immediately gave in, even a fool could see that the battle between Kui Xing and Nezha that day was not evenly matched. It was probably even a big defeat. Otherwise, he would not have even fought.