Zhao Shun's punch crushed the air so much that it was deformed. Upon closer inspection, outside of his physical fist, he faintly transformed into a fist made of a layer of spiritual energy. The transformation of the energy into shape was a sign of entering the realm of the spiritual saint.
It is a phenomenon that only occurs. Unexpectedly, Zhao Shun relied on the elixir to reach such a state.
This vague spiritual energy is the real power of this punch.
The man in brown clothes was so oppressed by Zhao Shun's sudden explosive increase in strength that his spiritual energy stagnated, and he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart. This fear was not the timidity of the soul, but the unconscious surrender of one spiritual energy to another.
The man in brown clothes was stunned, and Zhao Shun's fist had already hit him. The fist grew bigger in his pupils, and he wanted to hide, but his body could no longer move.
This punch was hit, and the result can be imagined.
A black shadow shot onto the ring like an arrow. The speed was so fast that it almost reached the limit of human vision. The moment Zhao Shun was about to hit the man in brown, a more powerful spiritual energy struck from the side.
Hit the spiritual energy fist once.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the spiritual energy fist that Zhao Shun had condensed with all his strength was shattered. He flew up and fell heavily to the side of the ring.
The man in brown clothes was hit by the messy spiritual energy that burst out. He stepped back a few steps, blood surged in his chest, and with a "wow", a mouthful of blood spurted out.
When he first came on stage, this man slowly closed his palms and stood in the center of the ring. He was covered in black clothes and had a black gauze mask. He didn't know who he was.
"Who dares to interfere with the competition!" Cao Kun stepped forward and shouted. At the same time, he exuded a spiritual energy and rushed towards the man in black, wanting to test this man's strength.
"I want to challenge! Can't I?" The man in black spoke in a low voice, but it gave people an invisible pressure.
Cao Kun's spiritual energy was easily blocked before he could hit the man in black. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through!
This person's strength must be above mine!
Who is this person? No one else knew him, but Mo Di was startled. He could see clearly that this person was Princess Yangzi.
"Why did she get up there!" Mo Di couldn't help but worry. Yang Zi stabbed King Xiang and was injured. With the help of Mo Di, she managed to escape. Now that King Xiang is in the audience, she dared to show up in front of King Xiang. She was really brave.
Is it too big to kill?
Mo Di suddenly remembered that when registering for the martial arts competition, Princess Yangzi was about to sign up, but was dissuaded and did not sign up, but she wanted to participate in the final challenge. Mo Di thought at the time that she was just acting like a girl, but he did not expect that today she
She is really on the stage! If she is discovered by King Xiang, how can she survive?
"Who are you? How dare you ruin my business? You'll risk your life!" Zhao Shun jumped up and rushed towards the man in black.
"Take your life? Do you still have the ability?" The man in black glanced at Zhao Shun, his words filled with endless contempt.
"I..." Zhao Shun paused for a moment, and his face suddenly turned pale. He found that the spiritual energy in his body suddenly disappeared.
"Relying on elixirs to improve your strength is just killing the goose to get the eggs." After that, the man in black waved his hand towards Zhao Shun seemingly casually.
Zhao Shun suddenly flew up and fell backwards. He vomited blood and fell down the stage, his eyes full of unwillingness.
The man in black looked at the man in brown, and a secret voice came into Yang Zi's ears: "Princess!"
Yang Zi's body trembled slightly, and a warm feeling floated through his heart. He nodded slightly, moved the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and still transmitted the secret message, saying: "General Meng Yi, it turns out to be you."
Princess Yangzi received a message from a flying pigeon last night. The person who sent the message agreed that today she would challenge King Xiang first, consume King Xiang's strength, and then be killed by Yangzi. Yangzi did not expect that the person who sent the message would actually
It’s the famous General Meng Yi
At the end of the Qin Dynasty, traitors and sycophants were in chaos, and loyal and brave spiritual practitioners like Meng Yi were squeezed out. When the Chu army launched a large-scale attack, there were no generals available. Senior spiritual practitioners are the soul of the country. Without their guards, the country can only do whatever it takes.
People bully.
Meng Yi said: "Princess, please forgive me, I only come to serve the princess at this time."
"What's your crime? It's very precious that you can still have Da Qin in your heart at this time. Please retreat first. King Xiang is more powerful than you think. There is no need to increase unnecessary casualties."
"Princess!" Meng Yi still insisted.
"I know what you mean. Do as I say, retreat first, and wait for my order." Although Yang Zi spoke softly, his tone was unquestionable.
"Yes!" The princess's words held great weight in Meng Yi's heart, so he gave up the challenge and got off the ring.
The conversation between the two was transmitted through secret messages. It only happened in an instant, and even Cao Kun, who was very close at hand, did not notice it.
"Who are you? Please tell me your name!" Cao Kun asked. Two anonymous challengers came one after another, and Cao Kun also felt that this was something strange, especially since the person in front of him was still masked, so he couldn't help but become vigilant.
"It doesn't matter who I am? Now that I have won, can I continue to challenge?" Princess Yangzi asked.
"This... is okay." Cao Kun couldn't deny her and had to agree, but he was already wary of her and was on tight guard to prevent her from making sudden changes.
"Who will fight again?" Yang Zi's voice was deliberately disguised. It sounded like a rough man's voice, which was somewhat inconsistent with her thin body.
Princess Yangzi glanced around the audience, and finally fixed her gaze on King Xiang, with murderous intent bursting out of her eyes.
The territory of the Qin Dynasty, which is thousands of miles away, has now collapsed. Although there are evidences of traitors and traitors within the Qin State, this king is undoubtedly the biggest factor. The hatred of the destruction of the country and the death of the family, Yang Zi put all this account on the head of King Xiang
superior.
King Xiang had also felt Yang Zi's murderous intent. However, he did not take it seriously at all. He had been on the battlefield for several years, and tens of thousands of people died under his command. It is normal for his enemies to be spread all over the world.
He doesn't care at all which enemy the person with murderous intentions in the ring is. He is even less afraid of others seeking revenge. The easiest way to eliminate hatred is to eliminate those who have hatred for him. This is King Xiang's law, this is
His strength!
"Who wants to fight again!" Yang Zi shouted loudly again. Although the voice she pretended to be a man sounded a bit awkward, her aura was enough to intimidate everyone. After all, her spiritual level was there. It was close to the spiritual level of the Spiritual King.
Enough to be proud of the heroes, enough to make everyone look up to you!
"Who wants to fight again!" Yang Zi asked for the third time.
King Xiang couldn't help but frowned. There were tens of thousands of soldiers of the Chu army present, but they were suppressed by one person. He was very unhappy. If such a thing spread, it would be quite detrimental to the Chu army.
King Xiang glanced at Yingbu. In today's competition, apart from King Xiang, Yingbu's spiritual level is already the highest. It is undoubtedly the best for him to play at this time.
Yingbu seemed to be sitting there casually, with no intention of fighting.
Yang Zi was overjoyed. No one came to fight, so she could save her strength and use all her strength to deal with King Xiang. Her eyes locked on King Xiang, her silver teeth clenched, and her murderous intent became even stronger. She raised her finger and pointed at King Xiang, loudly saying
: "Since no one comes to fight, I want to challenge..."
"I want to challenge!" A man stood up from the crowd far away from the ring and ran towards the ring quickly.
Yang Zi was very surprised. She looked at the person who challenged her. When she saw who it was, she was so angry that her nose twisted. It turned out to be him!
Yingbu was also stunned, why is it him? Yingbu looked at this man from a distance. Although he was familiar, he always felt that he was a little different, but he couldn't tell what the difference was. He thought to himself: This kid is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.
I don’t know how much I weigh. If I dare to challenge such a master, I’m just looking for death! However, maybe he can really help me.
King Xiang also recognized this person. He was looking for him just now and thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, he was not dead yet and was still alive and kicking. This is fine. As long as he meets the requirements, I will save trouble.
No more searching for new people.
Of course this person is Mo Di.
Mo Di was dressed in white and hurriedly walked towards the ring, his clothes fluttering in the wind. He was so chic and elegant that many young women were amazed and their eyes were filled with admiration. At the same time, it also made many young men jealous and jealous.
Mo Di had no time to think about the audience's feelings. At this moment, his heart was on fire and all he could think about was how to stop Princess Yangzi. He expected that Yangzi would definitely challenge King Xiang. If he was too late, he would anger King Xiang.
, Yangzi will die.
Mo Di didn't have the strength to step onto the ring yet, so he looked up and had to take the steps next to him, but this didn't seem to be inconsistent with anyone. He ran up to the ring "kick, kick, kick" and said loudly: "I want to
challenge!"
Cao Kun never believed his eyes. He didn't believe that Mo Di was still alive. That day, he saw with his own eyes that Mo Di was seriously injured, and even examined Mo Di's injuries. Judging from the situation at that time, Mo Di would not survive anyway.
. But, he came again today, how could he believe it? It wasn't until Mo Di came on stage and said "I want to challenge" that he confirmed that it was true.
Mo Di ignored the astonished Cao Kun, ran straight to Yang Zi, and said loudly: "I will challenge you!"
Yang Zi looked at the panting Mo Di, not knowing whether it was because of anger or something else, and said: "What are you doing here! Get off!"
"I'm here for a challenge!"
"You are just here to cause trouble, get down quickly!"
"I'm here to challenge you, why are you causing trouble?"
"I don't have time to fool around with you, I have important things to do! Get down quickly!"
"Why should you let me go down? Since you can come, of course I can come too!"
Yang Zi was really angry, his face turned cold, and he pointed at Mo Di and said, "I'm telling you for the last time, you, leave immediately! Otherwise, I will really take action!"
"I'm just here to challenge you. Of course I'm not afraid of you taking action. Come on!"
"You!" Yang Zi was so angry that he was speechless and really waved his palm towards Mo Di.
Mo Di also greeted him with a palm.
Yang Zi just wanted to scare Mo Di and make him retreat, but she didn't expect that he actually came to receive this palm. She knew that Mo Di had not yet reached the spiritual level, and his body had just been reborn, although he had some extraordinary abilities.
He has strength, but it is almost impossible to resist his own blow. Even ordinary people with high-level spiritual levels like the Holy Spirit will die or be injured even if they move their fingers just a little.
Yang Zi only used less than half of his spiritual energy, so that he could punish Mo Di without getting him hurt.
"Pa!" The palms of both hands faced each other, and a crisp sound resounded throughout the audience.
The moment Mo Di and Yang Zi held hands, it was as if they were being hit by waves. Although the feeling was soft, the majestic force pressed down on him and made him take several steps back before he could stabilize his body.
"Get down and leave quickly! If you don't leave, I won't be polite!" Yang Zi shouted softly with a cold face.
"I'm not defeated yet, how can I leave? Come again!" After saying that, Mo Di slapped him with his palm.
"You!" Yang Zi was really angry. She didn't expect that Mo Di would actually confront her. She was so angry that she hit him with a palm.
Yang Zi's palm struck Mo Di with the sound of breaking through the air.
Mo Di didn't dare to look down upon him. After all, he was facing a master of the Holy Spirit. Moreover, the princess was a master who would fall out at any time, so he secretly worked hard and tried his best to deal with it.
The two palms faced each other, and there was a loud noise. The two spiritual energy collided and exploded again, like a thunder. The aftermath of the spiritual energy rippled out like ripples, sweeping across all directions. The entire arena was shaken. The energy on the arena was originally floating in the wind.
The flags, as if they had received a unified order, were all tense and pointed in the direction of the ripples.
Mo Di felt as if he had bumped head-on into a giant statue, and was shocked for a moment. If he hadn't responded with all his strength, he would have been slapped away by Yang Zi. However, in the end, he still stabilized his body.
In Mo Di's body, the foundation-building spirit bead that had been dormant for a few days awakened again. It felt the incoming external force and unconsciously began to release spiritual energy to resist external invasion.
This bead originally had rich spiritual energy. After absorbing the king's energy, it became even more powerful and could replenish Mo Di's spiritual energy at any time. However, the amount of spiritual energy emitted is very small, and it can only be affected by strong external force.
It will be more active. If it hadn't instinctively assisted Mo Di to resist, Mo Di would definitely not be able to catch this palm steadily.
Yang Zi was very surprised to see Mo Di still standing there. Although her palm did not hurt Mo Di, she was very sure of knocking him back. She didn't expect that this little spiritual disciple could withstand this attack.
A palm, something really strange.
"Are you okay?" Yang Zi saw Mo Di standing there blankly, still a little worried.
Mo Di shook his head and let out a long breath, and the surging blood calmed down a little. Although he couldn't see Yang Zi's face under the black gauze, he knew Yang Zi's thoughts through her tone just now.
Mo Di smiled and said: "It's okay. I'm going to defeat you, and then be named a general. How could anything happen? Come again!" After saying that, he took up a posture to welcome the attack.
"You!" Yang Zi knew that Mo Di was saying this on purpose. He didn't care about being granted the title of prince or prime minister. "What do you want?"
"Count me as the winner, you go down."
After saying that, Mo Di rubbed his fingers under his nose, looking a little deliberately irritated.
"You win? Impossible! If you want to cause trouble again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Why am I causing trouble? I am helping you."
"How can you help me?" Compared to her goal, Mo Di was too weak to be of any help.
"I know what you want to do. You can't defeat King Xiang. Challenging him rashly like this is tantamount to hitting an egg against a stone." Mo Di advised her.
"What does this have to do with you? Even if it doesn't work, I will try my best."
"As long as you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. As long as you trust me, I will definitely be able to help you."
"My country is ruined and my family is ruined. You alone...how can you help me?" Yang Zi did have a reason not to believe Mo Di. Although Mo Di was extremely talented, the reality was here. He
He is still a small spiritual disciple, his strength is too weak, how can he help himself?
"I will give you a piece of Da Qin!" Mo Di said solemnly.
Yang Zi's body trembled and he murmured: "Give me a piece of Da Qin?"
"Yes, I will give you back the Qin Dynasty!" Mo Di's words were clear and loud. (To be continued)