"Boom!" A sound like the exploding stars sounded on the round stage, and streaks of energy shot out. The ferocious energy spread to all directions. A light shield appeared on the edge of the stage, resisting the spread of the violent energy.
The powerful people in the True Emperor Realm took action to prevent the energy from harming other people.
In the frantic energy, the bodies of Yuwen Zhouyuan and Geng Jianxin flew backwards, each spitting out a mouthful of blood. No one expected that Yuwen Zhouyuan was so powerful that he could fight head-on with Geng Jianxin.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's advantage is that his body is at the peak level of a true king of monks, so he is not afraid of serious harm at all!
Each of Geng Jianxin's attacks could not cause much damage to him, but in order not to attract other people's attention, Yuwen Zhouyuan still used his magic to force out blood, so that others could see that he was also injured.
Geng Jianxin is worthy of being the last champion, with overwhelming momentum and unparalleled fighting power. Although he is still half-step to the peak of the True Self, he has mastered some attack methods that are only available to True Self masters. Every attack is extremely powerful.
, just like the God of War coming to the world.
The battle continued, and the injuries suffered by the two men became more and more serious, but they seemed not to notice at all and continued to attack each other.
During the fight, Yuwen Zhouyuan's consciousness unfolded, and he used telekinetic invisibility techniques to construct a virtual illusion, condensing an illusory Yuwen Zhouyuan to take his place, and his true body was hidden.
, sneaked into Geng Jianxin's left side, ready to strike.
Geng Jianxin smashed the phantom condensed by Yuwen Zhouyuan with one punch, and immediately felt an unpleasant feeling. With all his concentration, he attacked with his left fist in a hurry without thinking, and hit him on the right side.
"Boom!" Geng Jianxin's body flew backwards, and a long mouthful of blood spurted out. Although he punched, he attacked in a hurry and could not withstand Yuwen Zhouyuan's long-prepared punch.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's body took two steps back, and a stream of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. This sneak attack could only be used once. The opponent would definitely be prepared next time, and he might be the one to be violently attacked.
Feeling the anger and fear in Geng Jianxin's heart, Yuwen Zhouyuan used his special ability, arousing his fearful emotions.
Geng Jianxin was overwhelmed by Yuwen Zhouyuan's various attack methods, and a sense of fear appeared in his heart. If this continued, he might be the one who failed in the end. How could he, who was so arrogant and arrogant, accept this? Should he stop fighting?
I felt very unwilling.
As the previous champion, he took the initiative to challenge the juniors, but might lose. This made Geng Jianxin unbearable. It was really difficult to calm down the anger in his heart without killing Yuwen Zhouyuan, but if he fought now, I'm afraid he would fail.
, as the previous champion, if he failed, he would be conflicted about how people would look at him.
At this time, Geng Jianxin was confused and his attack power became somewhat sluggish. The several attacks he made against Yuwen Zhouyuan were at a disadvantage.
Finally Geng Jianxin made up his mind, moved his body, and retreated to the edge of the ring. He stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan coldly and said: "You are indeed very strong. I look forward to the next battle with you."
After saying that, with a movement of his body, Geng Jianxin flew under the ring.
Yuwen Zhouyuan did not stop Geng Jianxin. At this time, both of them acted half-heartedly. Although Yuwen Zhouyuan was more powerful than Geng Jianxin and he had already reserved his hand, in order not to attract the attention of those powerful True Emperors,
He still chose to endure it.
Even so, Yuwen Zhouyuan's power was enough to intimidate the masters of the Half-Step True Self Realm who were ready to move in the stands, especially the others from the Soul Refining Sect and the Yuan He Sect.
Yuwen Zhouyuan also returned to his ice seat. As soon as he sat down, Yang Liuqing handed over a bottle of thousand-year stone milk.
"Thank you." Yuwen Zhouyuan said gratefully.
"You don't have to be so polite. Now I feel how huge the gap is between you and me." Yang Liuqing looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and sighed slightly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled lightly without saying anything, and poured a whole bottle of Millennium Stone Milk into his mouth, recovering the injuries and mana in his body. Situ Miaomiao's eyes were full of distress.
Geng Jianxin, who returned to his ice seat, looked extremely ugly. At this time, he had calmed down. He couldn't understand what happened to him just now. Gujing Bubo's state of mind was actually shattered, and he even had the idea of escape.
You have already put it into action. Even if you want to stop fighting, it will not be your turn!
Only now did he realize what a stupid thing he had just done.
"Uncle Master, I'll give you some healing elixirs, and heal your injuries first." While Geng Jianxin was imagining this with a gloomy face, Che Jian'an on the side respectfully handed over a bottle of elixirs. To this Uncle Master,
He has always respected him, and many of his attack methods were taught by this uncle. It can be said that he is both father and teacher.
Geng Jianxin's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan had firmly drawn a cross in his heart. He calmed down his mood, took the elixir handed over by Che Jianan, and said seriously: "Unless you can reach your true self.
Don't go to Yuwen Zhouyuan in this realm, he is too powerful and has many attack methods, making it difficult for people to guard against him. But in the battle with me just now, I always felt that he had not used all his strength."
"Is he really that strong? Are you not even his opponent, uncle?" Che Jian'an asked in disbelief.
"I can't say that I'm not his opponent. If I really fight to the death, I guess I can kill him, but I'm afraid I'm not far away from death. I was so upset when I fought with him just now. It's so funny.
." Geng Jianxin said with a self-deprecating smile.
"This person is indeed terrifying. We need to find an opportunity to kill him, otherwise he will definitely grow up to be a formidable enemy of our Soul Refining Sect." Geng Jianxin's eyes burst out with a cold light, he took a long breath, and took a bottle of elixir into his mouth.
Repairing his injuries.
After hearing his uncle's words, Che Jian'an's eyes were filled with determination, and he thought to himself: Yuwen Zhouyuan, no matter how strong you are, I will definitely defeat you!
After Yu Wen Zhouyuan and Geng Jianxin left the ring, Wen Gudao appeared on the ring. He and Wu Yueheng competed. The interest of everyone in the stands had been completely eliminated, and few people were actually watching the battle on the stage.
Because Yuwen Zhouyuan was not injured at all, and the injuries he showed were completely fake, so after taking the Millennium Stone Milk, in just one stick of incense, his mana was completely restored, and he was no longer injured.
any difference.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan was doing his exercises to restore his mana, he discovered that the ice-cold power on Tianzhu Peak actually had a forging effect on his body, so he controlled the ice-cold power and began to forge his body.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes, it was already five hours later, and the final competition was taking place in the arena.
"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, have you fully recovered?" When he opened his eyes, Yang Liuqing's voice came from behind.
"Well, it's completely healed. Thank you for your thousand-year stone milk. When the reward is distributed, I will return a bottle to you." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with gratitude.
"It's just a bottle of thousand-year-old stone milk. There's no need to return it. You can just help me find a few herbs when the time comes." Yang Liuqing whispered.
"Okay, definitely." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a faint smile.
"Brother Yuwen, after the Tianzhu Contest of Martial Arts is completely over, are you ready to return to the sect?" Yuwen Zhouyuan was watching the battle between Yu Lingtian and a half-step true self master on the ring, and a gentle voice spoke in his ears.
There was a sound coming from the side, and it was Situ Miaomiao who was beside him.
"Brother Yuwen, can I go to Renxinzong with you for a while?" Situ Miaomiao looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan expectantly and said.
"This... you have to ask the people in your sect to see if they agree with this. If they agree, there will be no problem." Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"They will all agree." Situ Miaomiao said, blinking his big eyes.
"I don't have any objections, but I'm afraid Master and the others won't agree." Situ Liang's voice came faintly.
"Master will definitely let me go. Master loves me the most." Situ Miaomiao glared at Situ Liang and said with a little dissatisfaction.
"It's precisely because Master loves you that he won't let you go." Situ Liang said again, and then fell silent.
"Brother, why are you always against Miaomiao? Don't you feel sorry for Miaomiao anymore?" Situ Miaomiao's big eyes flashed, as if tears were about to burst out.
Regarding this sister, Situ Liang felt helpless for a while and could only comfort him and said, "As long as Master agrees, I will go with you."
"I knew my brother was the best to me." After hearing Situ Liang's words, Situ Miaomiao's big eyes curved into crescent moons.
After about one stick of incense, the last competition in the arena finally ended, which meant that this year's Tianzhu Competition was completely over.
"In twelve days, all the projects of this year's Tianzhu Lunwu will be completely completed. The top twenty-five young masters will give you ten days to deal with things. Ten days later, that is, the first day of August, come
Taihuang Peak, the main peak of Taihuang Mountain, someone will naturally contact you to claim the rewards. The rewards are very generous. If you don’t come, you won’t make up for it. I hope you won’t regret it then.” Ren, the host of this year’s Tianzhu Lunwu.
The leader of the Xin Sect, Shi Chengzi, disappeared after speaking to everyone, and other powerful people in the True Emperor Realm also disappeared.
As the Tianzhu martial arts debate ended, Yuwen Zhouyuan became vigilant, and he felt several eyes with murderous intent.
"Brother, will we join your sect now?" Haifeng appeared at this time and asked.
"Yes, senior brother, when are we leaving?" Han Xinyue also asked.
Yuwen Zhouyuan thought for a while and said: "Go back to the igloo first. After several days of fighting, I feel a little tired. Let's take a rest and then go back."
Qiong Haifeng and Han Xinyue had no objections, so they nodded.
He took the two Yuwen Zhouyuan back to the igloo. Around the ice table in the igloo, Ren Sisi, Cui Haoran, Xing Luoye, Yang Liuqing, and Bufan monks sat in a circle.