Chapter 39: Pass the test

"Victory in the first battle, well done." Ye Zihan just got off the Juying Terrace, and Yan Chen had already come up to meet him. As for the result of the competition, he expected it. His opponent was a shikigami in the late stage of Liangyi. The winner was

with no doubt.

Ye Zihan just nodded slightly. He knew that this battle was just a warm-up.

"Next, it's your turn, don't let a woman take care of you, haha." Ye Zihan patted Yan Chen on the shoulder and smiled.

Yan Chen rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Am I that bad?"

"It's not that you're not good, maybe the other party is stronger." Ye Zihan still said with a smile on his face, as if he was serious.

Yan Chen raised his eyebrows and said: "No matter how strong a practitioner of the same period is, it's not that easy for him to bite me."

Ye Zihan smiled faintly and said nothing. Yan Chen was indeed qualified to say this, regardless of his own cultivation or the power behind him.

After the time spent making tea, the fifth and sixth rounds of competition came to an end one after another. Yan Chen turned his back to Ye Zihan and raised his fist high, as if to symbolize something. Then with a movement of his body, he swept onto the Juying Terrace gracefully.

"The seventh round of competition begins!"

As soon as the voice fell, a series of colorful battles broke out in ten areas on the stage, which was dazzling and dizzying. I only regretted that my parents didn't have an extra pair of eyes and missed such a wonderful battle.

Song Ya, Yan Chen's opponent, was a bit surprising to the latter. She was a hunter with three talents in the early stage. Although she was a young girl, she was very experienced in her moves and movements. She was obviously a master who had seen blood.

However, with this ability alone, it was obvious that he could not threaten Yan Chen. He was in the middle of the third level of talent. After avoiding several mysterious weapon attacks from Song Ya, he rushed forward and used his unique moves to suddenly burst out.

, directly shattering Song Ya's protective weapon.

As we all know, hunters coexist with soldiers. A hunter who has lost his weapons is like a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out. His combat effectiveness is greatly reduced. Practitioners of other departments can even fight with him across levels!

Therefore, when Song Ya's weapon was broken by Yan Chen, and Yan Chen was approaching, before he had time to change his weapon, the opponent's long sword floated over and stopped a few feet in front of him.

Although Song Ya was a woman, she was also cheerful. Under such circumstances, she knew that she had no hope of winning, so she surrendered straightforwardly and did not engage in a trapped animal fight.

When the result was determined, Yan Chen naturally won. He sheathed his sword gracefully, bowed to Song Ya casually, and then turned over and jumped off the Juying Terrace.

"So, isn't it good?" Yan Chen walked up to Ye Zihan and asked with a smile. Ye Zihan was worried that he would lose to a woman before, but he was quite dissatisfied. Now that he had won, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"Not bad, but someone better than you is up there." Ye Zihan replied, his eyes never leaving a certain spot on the Juying Stage.

Yan Chen curled his lips and looked in the direction of Ye Zihan's gaze. He saw two young men holding weapons in the fifth area on the right side of the Juying Stage. They were fighting fiercely.

"Sen Feng Jue?" Yan Chen was a little surprised. When he looked carefully, the man who fought with Sen Feng Jue was a young man in black. His weapon was a ghost-headed sword, which opened and closed.

In the meantime, the offensive was so fierce and domineering that even Sen Fengjue had to temporarily avoid its front!

"Who is the man in black?"

After thinking about it carefully, Yan Chen found that there was no memory of the young man in black in his mind. He couldn't help but be quite surprised. How could an unknown young man be so inseparable from Sen Fengjue? And he still had a vague possession of it.

Advantage?

"I don't know." Ye Zihan shook his head and said. He had only entered the human world not long ago, and it was even more impossible for him to know the identity of the man in black.

"It's from the Illusion Temple." Hong Yan's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The movement route of the origin energy of the boy in black is the same as the Illusion God Art, but the method of generating the origin energy is slightly different."

Hearing this, Ye Zihan was greatly surprised. He immediately sensed the aura of the young man in black. With such a sense, Ye Zihan really felt that the aura of the young man in black was similar to his own!

The flow direction, speed, and breathing rhythm of Origin Qi are all exactly the same!

Ye Zihan's expression suddenly changed. This person must be from the Illusion Temple. Next, we should use this as a clue!

"When today's competition is over, I'll find him alone and ask him a question." Hong Yan's tone was calm and without any ripples.

Ye Zihan nodded secretly and focused his eyes on the young man in black again.

"Lang Qianjie!"

At a certain moment, the young man in black shouted loudly, his hands were on the left and right, spread out from the front and back of the body, the broad ghost-headed sword spread out flat, and then he suddenly swung it in a semicircle in front of him!

A semicircle was formed, and vast energy fluctuations suddenly emerged, forming a surging energy wave in front of Feng Ba!

"Little trick!" Sen Fengjue snorted coldly, raised the folding fan in his hand, and drew a cross-like pattern in the air in front of him. The cross pattern appeared, accompanied by a rather dazzling light, and gradually expanded!

"Cross break!"

"go!"

Two shouts sounded at the same time. The young man in black made a seal with one hand on his chest, and then pushed his palm flat out. The wave of energy in front of him suddenly rolled, as if he was pushed by the back force, and surged towards the forest wind.

go!

At the same moment, Sen Fengjue's arm swung upwards from below, and the cross pattern moved accordingly, facing the oncoming energy wave, and collided head-on!

"boom!"

The cross pattern carries a dazzling light and rushes straight into the wave of energy!

Wherever the cross pattern went, the waves were divided, but the separated waves did not disappear, but turned around and rolled back again!

The waves spread out in all directions, surrounding the cross pattern in the center, and then the waves piled higher, completely burying the pattern!

The wave came, and the cross pattern remained motionless. The light suddenly shrank in a circle, and the color became more pure. Then it suddenly shook and exploded again!

The pattern of light erupted, and the surrounding fluctuations immediately became chaotic. The energy wave rolled and rolled. The young man in black frowned. Looking at this formation, this pattern cannot be suppressed by the energy wave?

Sen Fengjue sneered at the corner of his mouth, touched his fingers, held the paper fan between his fingers, struck his chest with both palms, and shouted: "Explode!"

The cross pattern seemed to understand Sen Fengjue's words and began to spin slowly!

I saw that its rotation speed was getting faster and faster, and the light on it spread out with its high-speed rotation. At a certain moment, a loud noise came from it, and the cross pattern actually exploded!

The pattern exploded, and the surrounding energy wave encountered a powerful collision, and immediately began to shake uneasily. There were faint signs of dissipation!

Sure enough, in less than a moment, the energy wave was finally defeated and dissipated in the air!

After the cross-pattern case broke through the wave, its energy seemed to have been consumed, and its light was dim. However, under the control of Sen Fengjue, it still rushed towards the young man in black!

Without saying a word, the young man in black raised the ghost-headed sword high with both hands. When the cross-pattern table came to him, he slashed it down!

"Qiang!"

The big knife fell and hit the cross pattern. The young man in black suddenly felt his hands were a little unsteady, but he still gritted his teeth, source energy surged, pressed the cross pattern under the knife, and forced it to change direction.

Blast to the ground!

"boom!"

Smoke and dust billowed up, and the cross-patterned table fell to the ground of Juyingtai. With the hardness of the three-color iron stone, a rather large hole was blasted out!

"It's over." In the smoke and dust, Sen Fengjue's figure flashed strangely and appeared behind the boy in black. He opened the paper fan and scratched the boy in black's neck!

There was a sound of wind behind him, and the young man in black secretly shouted that something was wrong. He had no time to hold up the knife with his paralyzed hands to resist, and his head quickly turned to one side!

The young man in black reacted very quickly, but he was still a step too slow. The paper fan passed by, and the sharp edge of the paper lightly brushed between his neck, and bright red blood immediately flowed down.

With his footsteps on the ground, the boy in black stepped back a few feet, reached out and touched his neck, and immediately found a sticky patch.

"As expected of a member of the Senfeng family, he is indeed quite capable."

Putting his fingers into his mouth and sucking the blood clean, the young man in black suddenly smiled evilly, with a few rays of red glow in his eyes!

Turning his wrist, the boy in black inserted the ghost-headed sword upside down on the ground, and quickly formed a seal with his hands!

Sen Fengjue tightened the paper fan in his hand. The blow just now failed to seriously injure the boy in black and fall down, which was a bit beyond his expectation. Now that he saw the latter making a counterattack, he became cautious.

"Empty lock!"

After the seal was completed, the young man in black stared at Sen Fengjue with a strange smile on his lips.

Before Sen Fengjue could figure out what was going on, his body suddenly became unable to move, as if it was tied up by some kind of lock!

"what happened?!"

Senfeng was extremely horrified, his body suddenly became unable to move, and his source energy surged, trying to break free from what was locking him.

"It's useless. This martial arts skill is of the highest night level. You will definitely not be able to break free of the space shackles caused by it without half a stick of incense." The young man in black pulled out the big knife on the ground and held it with one hand.

, "But obviously, I won't give you half a stick of incense time."

After saying that, the young man in black stretched out his left hand and shook it at Sen Fengjue. A strong suction force surged out, and Sen Fengjue's body immediately hit the young man in black involuntarily!

"This time, it's really over." After absorbing Sen Fengjue's body, the boy in black raised his right hand and slashed it down with the ghost head sword!

"puff!"

The big knife fell and blood splashed!

Senfeng Jue, who was in the middle stage of the Three Talents, was unable to avoid it and was completely struck by the Ghost Head Sword!

"Tick tock, tick tock."

Dark red blood dripped on the ground, some dripping from Sen Fengjue's body, and some dripping from the sword. Sen Fengjue's eyes widened, full of surprise and disbelief. He never thought that he was still alive.

Without using all his strength, the opponent made a surprise move and completely turned the situation around.

"well played!"

More than half of the people in the audience were attracted by this battle. When they saw Sen Fengjue being slashed by the young man in black and falling down, they were almost stunned. There was silence for a long time before everyone came back to their senses.
Chapter completed!