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Chapter 913

There were faint fluctuations of energy around his palm technique.

Everyone on the competition stage felt Lu Yuandao's terror at this moment. Their movements were stagnant for a second before they continued to take action.

However, Yun Xiaoyue looked at Lu Yuandao's palm and said calmly: "Is this what you are capable of? It is not as terrifying as Chen Hetu's 10% power."

When Lu Yuandao heard this, his face turned ugly.

"court death!"

Lu Yuandao's palm added another three points of strength.

It gives people an unusually terrifying feeling.

It was as if this palm enveloped the entire competition stage, making everyone hold their breath.

Under the competition stage, Fan Daocheng, the head of the Wuxiang Sect, said to the people around him with a proud look on his face: "This is my apprentice's true strength! If my apprentice had used this move directly, how could Chen Hetu have done it?"

Knock him off the competition platform!"

The people around him echoed: "Yes, Senior Brother Lu's strength is definitely the best of his generation in Qinglong City."

The master of Qingfeng Pavilion, Zhao Qingping, also looked at Fan Daocheng with great envy. He didn't expect that a small Wuxiang sect could actually unearth such a talented monster.

At this moment, Lu Yuandao's palm fell from the sky, only one meter away from Yun Xiaoyue.

Yun Xiaoyue didn't even look at it, she directly raised her hand and slapped it.

"Bang!"

The two palms touched each other, making a terrifying noise, and the competition platform shook.

On the competition stage, some people with lower strength were knocked off the competition stage by the energy triggered by the collision of these two palms.

However, Lu Yuandao's body turned several somersaults in the air, and finally landed on the ground and staggered before regaining his balance.

He looked at Yun Xiaoyue in disbelief.

He never imagined that the veiled woman in front of him could actually block his palm.

Yun Xiaoyue stood there, motionless.

With a casual palm, she not only caught Lu Yuandao's powerful palm, but Lu Yuandao also suffered a hidden loss.

"hehe......"

Yun Xiaoyue chuckled lightly and said, "You slapped me, now it's my turn."

The voice fell.

Yun Xiaoyue leaped into the sky.

"Fire Palm Technique!"

At this moment, Yun Xiaoyue was like a phoenix, her whole body covered with blazing fire.

The entire competition platform instantly became hot.

Regardless of whether they were at a high level or at a low level, no one could bear the scorching heat. They mobilized their spiritual energy to resist, but it still didn't work.

When Lu Yuandao saw this palm, his heart froze.

He suddenly became serious.

He knew that the woman in front of him should not be underestimated!

Thinking of this, he mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and used his strongest palm to resist.

However, Yun Xiaoyue's palm technique has not yet arrived, but the palm power has already arrived.

"Bang!"

Lu Yuandao only felt that his body was hit hard by an invisible thing.

His body flew directly to the edge of the competition platform and hit the faint light surrounding the competition platform.

That faint light automatically helped Lu Yuandao remove Yun Xiaoyue's palm power.

Only then did Lu Yuandao avoid falling off the competition platform.

He hurriedly practiced his footwork and returned to the competition platform.

But the moment he returned to the competition stage, Yun Xiaoyue's palm technique had arrived!
Chapter completed!
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