Slowly twisting away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Yifan's expression gradually became serious. He raised the speed of his Dantian to the extreme, and a sharp energy wave also erupted from Ye Yifan's body.
The burly young man's face was ferocious, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes. His Dantian was working violently, and his palms slowly stretched out. As his palms stretched out, waves of extremely domineering energy fluctuations spread out, and there was a faint glow on his palms.
Dark light flashed, gathering more and more on his palm, and his palm was gradually enveloped by dark light.
"You are very good. You forced me to use the Tyrant Palm with even thinner vitality than mine. Even if you will be seriously injured, it is not unfair. You know, among people of the same level, you can force me to use it."
You are the first person to use this palm technique!" As more and more dark energy gathered in his palm, the burly young man's face became even colder.
"That's really an honor, but you are also very lucky, because next I will use a martial arts technique that I have never fought against anyone before, and you are the first trial subject! I don't know what power it can exert, but
, it should not be comparable to the punch just now. It seems that I am not the only lucky person."
A bright smile slowly appeared on Ye Yifan's face. After he finished speaking, his meridians suddenly turned, and a look of madness slowly appeared in his eyes.
"Then try it!" The burly young man did not believe Ye Yifan's words, and completely mistakenly thought that Ye Yifan was scaring him.
"Okay, let's get started!" Ye Yifan sneered. After he finished speaking, his face turned cold and a look of madness surged in his eyes. He immediately took a step forward and shot out quickly, leaving behind countless afterimages.
, the speed was so fast that even the burly young man's eyes widened.
"Humph! Come on then!" Ye Yifan, who refused to retreat and rushed forward instead, the burly young man snorted coldly, stepped forward, and shot out. In the blink of an eye, the two of them collided with each other again.
"Overlord Palm!" The burly young man roared angrily. He stepped on the ground less than two meters away from Ye Yifan and jumped up suddenly. He struck Ye Yifan with a palm strike.
The hair on his forehead was flying, and his forehead felt like being cut by a knife, with a dull pain. Judging from his posture and the domineering energy fluctuations, the burly boy's attack was indeed sharper and more ferocious than the previous Changhong Fist. It was definitely not
A level.
As the burly young man struck down his palm, a dark ray of light shot out from his palm and struck Ye Yifan below.
His figure suddenly stopped, looking at the sharp and dark energy that was bombarded by him, Ye Yifan's eyes narrowed, his pupils shrank and then suddenly widened.
"Second level of Proud Dragon Fist, transform!" Ye Yifan shouted loudly, his pupils suddenly flashed, and the meridians that had been running were running to the extreme at this moment. As the meridians reached the limit, Ye Yifan's whole body flashed with brilliance, and in his Dantian
Under the urging of the strong vitality, a strong vitality quickly began to circulate on the arm. The light on the right arm burst out. The sleeves were instantly torn to pieces by the tyrannical vitality. Soon, a ray of light that looked like a dragon was visible.
Wrapping around his arm, he quickly climbed up the rock and shot out from his fist, like a rainbow cutting through the sky, or like a ray of dawn in the endless darkness.
"Ouch!"
The formed "dragon" let out a long roar, twisted its body, and shot out from Ye Yifan's fist, causing violent fluctuations in vitality. The sharp roar of the wind quickly collided with the dark vitality.
boom!
The cyan "dragon" and the dark vitality collided and intertwined with each other.
Boom!
The collision lasted for a moment, and then, the "dragon" twisted around like a tornado, quickly disintegrating the dark energy with a devastating force, and directly bombarded the palm of the burly young man.
At the moment of contact, the burly boy was like a fallen leaf blown by a hurricane, flying several meters before falling heavily to the ground. Several mouthfuls of blood gushed out, and he fainted.
After sending out a powerful blow, Ye Yifan also spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the ground red. The violent blow drained all the energy from his body, and the ferocious counterattack force shook the already shaken body.
His chest and abdomen were even more severely damaged.
As soon as the blow was issued, Ye Yifan felt as if his body was filled with lead at this moment. It was extremely heavy, his head was extremely dizzy, and stars were shooting out of his eyes. He couldn't stand and fell to the ground. Waves of dizziness stimulated him.
soul.
"Thousand-hand splitting seal!"
The moment Ye Yifan fainted, he heard a cold shout from the cold-faced boy, and immediately he felt dizzy and passed out.
The moment Ye Yifan fainted, an extremely bright light burst out from Zhi Leng Lian's body. Immediately, thousands of lights spread out like stars. The three people fighting with him vomited blood and flew upside down.
Got out…….
...
I don't know how much time passed, but Ye Yifan's eyes moved when he was lying flat on the ground, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
What comes into view is still an endless stretch of dense trees.
He closed his eyes again in pain. At this moment, he felt as if his head was being pricked by thousands of needles, he had a splitting headache, and there were bursts of burning pain in his chest and abdomen, which was extremely painful.
After taking a deep breath and letting his head regain some clarity, he slowly opened his eyes again and slowly climbed up. But not far away, he saw a young man sitting cross-legged on a rock with his eyes closed.
Holding his breath, waves of air visible to the naked eye continued to penetrate his mouth and nose. It turned out to be a cold-faced young man.
"Where is this?" Ye Yifan groaned in pain.
Hearing Ye Yifan's words, the cold-faced young master slowly opened his eyes.
"Intentional training space!" The cold-faced young man's face was already cold, and he said coldly: "You suffered a lot of internal injuries due to the huge consumption of vitality, and you fainted."
"How long have I been asleep? How long until the selection is over?" Ye Yifan patted his head with a headache and asked eagerly.
"I have been asleep for a whole day and a half! There is less than a day until the selection ends!"
"What? I actually fell asleep for a whole day!?" Ye Yifan's eyes widened, and his blood-red eyes were terrifying.
"It's over, Mengxue and the others haven't been found yet. Has Qingyun already eliminated them?" Ye Yifan shook his dizzy head, and about to get up, murmured: "No, I have to find them quickly, I can't delay any longer.
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He struggled several times in succession, but at this moment he was seriously injured and could not stand up at all. He fell to the ground in vain after several times in a row...