He has seen many people like Dong Junjie who don't know how high the world is.
If you get angry with everyone who provokes you.
I'm afraid I'll be pissed off first.
"Really? I'm afraid it's still unclear who the real ant is." Wu Yong said lightly.
"It seems that you are determined to seek death, so I have to satisfy you." Dong Junjie snorted coldly and whispered: "Rotten wood cannot be carved."
Say it.
Dong Junjie looked like he was too lazy to say anything more, raised a finger and shouted: "Within one move, I will definitely beat you! Just watch the move!"
The words just fell.
Dong Junjie's figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
Zhang Jinyun and other girls in the audience had been paying attention to Wu Yong. Seeing that his opponent had disappeared, their eyes began to search for him in the audience.
"Hey, where are the people!"
"Why can't you see anyone?"
"Where have you gone?"
It is normal for the girls not to be able to capture Dong Junjie's figure if they are not of sufficient cultivation.
Liu Xingye was with them and pointed out to them: "Look up there."
The girls looked up and realized that Dong Junjie was several hundred meters above the ground.
His body fell upside down.
One palm points down.
"I've seen palm techniques that fall from the sky. Isn't this the Tathagata's divine palm?" Ling Ruolan shouted.
The moves Dong Junjie used were exactly the same as the Tathagata Palm move in Stephen Chow's movie "Kung Fu".
Falling from the sky!
"No, no, no, this is not the Tathagata Palm. This move is called the Futian Destroying Earth Palm, and it is the famous stunt of the president of Shanghai University. It is generally not spread among the public, but Dong Junjie can learn it, which shows that he has an extremely close relationship with the president of Shanghai University.
Not ordinary!" Liu Xingye paused and said solemnly: "
I have never met the principal of Shanghai University, but I have heard that the Futian Destroying Earth Palm is a first-class killing move. A strong person can destroy the sky and the earth with it, and those with lower cultivation level will also see the light of death.
Extraordinary strength. This Dong Junjie, for a moment, Senior Wu met his opponent."
This was exaggerated by Liu Xingye.
The girls couldn't help but feel frightened for Wu Yong.
They couldn't help but hold each other's hands, their little hearts lifted to their chests.
When Liu Xingye saw this scene, he felt even more disgusted and said to himself: Mother, what kind of taste does Senior Wu have? He actually likes this.
Don't wait for how long he feels sick.
The situation in the arena has reached a critical stage.
It's too late, it's too late.
Dong Junjie has arrived ten meters away from Wu Yong's head.
His Futian Destroying Earth Palm is very sharp.
The ring beneath Wu Yong's feet actually cracked inch by inch under the strong pressure of the palm technique, which shows how powerful the palm technique is.
Under such terrible pressure.
Wu Yong remained unmoved.
He stood there like a statue, his hair blown open by the strong wind and flying backwards in the wind.
"Silly X, if you don't even block, then you will turn into meat!"
Dong Junjie shouted loudly, as if he had seen the scene of his overwhelming victory, with a triumphant smile on his lips.
All he saw was his palms folded.
The power suddenly increased more than ten times.
Liu Xingye saw him from a distance and shouted again: "No! This move of his can amplify his strength several times. I'm afraid his real strength is much stronger than the combat effectiveness tested by the machine!"
The machine used to test combat effectiveness is very accurate for ordinary people.
But for such a talented person with great luck, it doesn't seem to be that effective.
The situation looks very critical.
Everyone was sweating for Wu Yong, and they were secretly anxious: Don't stand still, it's time to fight back, and it's time to resist.
Seeing that Dong Junjie's Fu Tian Destroying Palm was about to hit Wu Yong's Heavenly Spirit Cover.
Wu Yong finally moved.
The first thing he moved was the corner of his mouth. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly to the upper right, showing an evil smile, and then said in a calm tone: "You overestimate yourself and underestimate your opponent too much. Watch the sword!"
Clang.
A long metallic sound came out.
A long sword suddenly flew out from behind Wu Yong.
This long sword was three feet long, with a gleaming light, and was completely white. When it appeared, it reflected the sunlight and made the entire arena shine with cold light.
The long sword is nothing else.
It was the treasure that Wu Yong got from Penglai Immortal Mansion - the sword embryo.
The sword embryo originally looked like a fire stick.
It has been with me for a long time, and its appearance is well known to everyone. Since it is a hidden identity, it must be hidden seamlessly.
So Wu Yong arranged another formation on the surface of the sword embryo, turning the sword embryo into the appearance of an ordinary long sword.
On the surface, it is just a sword.
But it's actually extremely powerful.
After the sword embryo appeared, it stabbed directly at Dong Junjie's Fu Tian Destroying Palm.
The two of them were already very close.
As soon as the swords were unsheathed, they collided with each other.
Dong Junjie didn't dodge when he saw it. He thought to himself: A sword is like blocking my Heaven-Destroying Earth Palm. How naive! Let you see how powerful my move is.
Because I have full confidence in my palm skills.
Therefore, Dong Junjie had no intention of evading.
Still exerting all his strength, he patted down.
Tsk la.
The moment when the palms and swords meet.
It's like a strip of cloth being cut off.
Dong Junjie's palm was cut into two pieces by the powerful sword embryo!
Blood mist splashed in the air.
Dong Junjie's face changed from being proud to extremely distorted, and then he heard an extremely painful scream.
"Ah! My hand! My hand!"
And after the sword embryo succeeded with one blow.
A cold light flashed.
Follow the original path and return to the small demon refining pot.
The whole process was extremely sharp.
It only took about a little over a second.
If you hadn't been staring here, you wouldn't even know what was going on.
Others in Shanghai University also heard Dong Junjie's screams, and their attention was attracted.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"What happened to Junjie's hand!"
"He's not going to kill his opponent with one palm! How could it suddenly become like this!"
Sudden changes.
It was unexpected by everyone.
Even Liu Xingye couldn't calm down for a while.
"This... is so powerful..." After a long time, Liu Xingye sighed.
During the time Wu Yong stayed at Sichuan University.
Liu Xingye thought that he had almost figured out Wu Yong's strength. Of course he was confident that Wu Yong could win. But in his imagination, Wu Yong would have to put in at least some effort against an opponent above average.
But I didn't expect that the plot would turn around so quickly.
Dong Junjie had no power to fight back in front of Wu Yong.
Wu Yong didn't even raise his hand.
The whole audience laughed, and with a sword coming out from behind, Dong Junjie's hand was cut off.
This calmness, this sharp knife that cuts through the mess, this powerful reversal.
So domineering!
Wu Yong, the instigator, could not see the slightest joy on his face when facing the situation that he had firmly controlled. He walked up to Dong Junjie, looked down at him, and said lightly: "You said you would defeat me with one move, but you broke your promise."