As soon as he stepped into the ring, countless outer disciples were in an uproar. The strength of this young man named Situ Yun was obviously not to be underestimated.
Situ Yun was already at the eighth level of body refining a year ago. Now his cultivation level is even close to the ninth level of body refining, one step short of condensing star power seeds. Moreover, Situ Yun participated in it a year ago.
During an inner sect selection, he was a little unlucky and met Linghu Feng, who was ranked among the top three, so he regretted defeat.
After a year of hard training, Situ Yun's strength has long been different from what it used to be, and he is also the favorite to be selected as the top three in the inner sect this year.
Meeting such an opponent is not good news for Meng Mubai.
But although Meng Mubai frowned and looked at Situ Yun in front of him, his eyes gradually became heated.
What he needs is exactly this kind of opponent!
However, although Meng Mubai was confident that he could defeat Situ Yun, it did not mean that everyone was optimistic about him.
In the spectator seats, when Sun Xing saw the opponent Meng Mubai was about to face, he couldn't help but gloat and joke a few words. To a certain extent, Situ Yun's strength was no less than that of some inner disciples.
Now, it was almost certain that he would be promoted to the inner sect this time. Seeing that Meng Mubai might be defeated in the first round, Sun Ding was naturally in a good mood.
But on the other side, Meng Qingyang couldn't help but frown when he saw that his younger brother was facing such an opponent.
Meng Qingyang had also heard of Situ Yun's name before.
Seeing Meng Qingyang frowning, Su Mucheng beside him couldn't help but comforted him: "Junior brother Qingyang, it's just junior brother Mubai's bad luck that he met an opponent like Situ Yun. However, this is also the first time for junior brother Mubai to participate.
Just think of the inner sect selection as a matter of accumulating experience. Even Situ Yun once suffered the loss to Junior Brother Linghu in the inner sect selection."
"I know, it's just..."
Hearing this, Meng Qingyang shook his head with bitterness in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the spiritual stone on the table.
Looking at the spirit stone pressed there, and recalling Meng Mubai's confident face, the worry in Meng Qingyang's heart gradually decreased, and for some reason, there was a faint expectation in his heart.
On the ring, Situ Yun, who was wearing a black outfit, stepped onto the ring, his sharp eyes like an eagle fell on Meng Mubai, and said: "Meng Mubai, I remember you." As he said that, a smile appeared on his face.
On his face, he continued: "Some time ago, I seemed to have heard that Sun Ding was defeated by you. Being able to defeat Sun Ding proves that you are qualified to fight with me. I hope you will not disappoint me."
"I won't let you fail, Senior Brother Situ." Meng Mubai's eyes were full of confidence, and he also smiled and said: "I will defeat you!"
"Oh?" Situ Yun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I am different from Sun Ding. I will not underestimate any opponent. You have to be careful!"
"Thank you."
Undoubtedly, Meng Mubai had a slight liking for the straightforward Situ Yun in front of him, but at least he was not as disgusting as Sun Ding.
When the referee saw that Meng Mubai and Situ Yun were ready, he immediately waved his hand and shouted softly: "Since everything is ready, let's start!"
The moment the referee finished speaking, Meng Mubai saw Situ Yun's momentum suddenly change. If just now Situ Yun was dormant like a sword hidden in a scabbard, now Situ Yun is like a sword out of its scabbard.
Like a sword, his astonishing aura made countless outer disciples dare not look directly into his eyes, and even a few slightly weaker outer disciples had frightened looks on their faces at this moment.
However, facing Situ Yun's momentum, Meng Mubai remained unmoved at all. He secretly used the thunder power of the clouds and secretly competed with Situ Yun.
"good!"
Seeing that Meng Mubai was not overwhelmed by his momentum, Situ Yun gave a soft drink and attacked Meng Mubai first.
Situ Yun is worthy of being the favorite in this inner sect selection. This punch may seem random, but its power cannot be underestimated. This light punch actually contains the power of two tigers. Even Meng Mubai looked at Situ Yun
When he punched, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly. However, just when Situ Yun punched Meng Mubai in front of his chest, the latter actually made a backhand and tightly grasped Situ Yun's fist.
The fists and palms met, and the sound was like the collision of metals. Meng Mubai and Situ Yun were also secretly competing at this moment, competing to see whose cultivation was more refined.
"It's so dangerous. If I hadn't been helped by a ghost recently, I might not have been able to defeat him even with my strength!"
Feeling the power coming from his palm, Meng Mubai's eyes were solemn and he couldn't help but thought to himself.
However, at this time, Meng Mubai had completely removed the power of Situ Yun's punch, so in this first round of confrontation, Meng Mubai actually had a slight advantage.
Meng Mubai's fist was tightly held in it. Situ Yun frowned and his figure even flashed, but when his attack was blocked, he didn't give Meng Mubai a chance to fight back.
Moreover, just when Situ Yun retracted his fist, Meng Mubai saw that Situ Yun's momentum suddenly changed.
Immediately afterwards, when Situ Yun punched again, he suddenly used a low-level human-level martial arts skill, Chaotic Wind Fist!
"Bang..."
"Bang..."
The shadow of the fist flashed, and Situ Yun used the martial arts skill: Chaotic Wind Fist and coordinated with his steps. In just a few seconds, he actually forced Meng Mubai into the corner of the ring.
Continuously dodging Situ Yun's fists, Meng Mubai knew very well that the fists of this chaotic wind fist were extremely powerful. If Situ Yun continued to accumulate punches, it would be even more difficult to deal with. Therefore, facing Bubu
When Situ Yun pressed hard, Meng Mubai must not retreat. If he retreated, he would be forced into a desperate situation.
Since you can't retreat, you can only fight hard!
Then, Meng Mubai loosened his muscles and bones, a sound like exploding beans suddenly sounded, and the next second he rushed in the direction of Situ Yun!
"Rumble..."
"Rumble..."
Two layers of Yunxiao thunder power were used. Meng Mubai used the Yunxiao style to attack, and actually blocked Situ Yun's punch in one move!
"Snapped……"
At this moment, many people's eyes showed surprise. No one thought that Meng Mubai, who was almost forced into a desperate situation, could still fight back.
In fact, even Elder Qian had a look of surprise in his eyes at this time, and he said with praise: "This guy Meng Mubai not only improved his cultivation quickly, but he even used the Yunxiao Thunder Power of "Three Styles of Yunxiao"
I have mastered them all, not bad!" As he said that, Elder Qian suddenly shook his head as if regretful, and then continued to murmur: "What a pity! Situ Yun's Luanfeng Fist has already gained a certain level of strength, and just with these two levels
With Yunxiao Lei Jin, it is still difficult to defeat Situ Yun."
"Rumble..."
Before Elder Qian could finish these words, there was suddenly another burst of thunder, causing another shock to Elder Qian's eyes!
Moreover, even the entire martial arts performance field of Piaomiaomen became much quieter when this thunder sounded.
Because at this moment, Meng Mubai suddenly used the triple cloud thunder power, thundering in his palms!
"Snapped……"
Dazzling lightning burst out from Meng Mubai's hand, and then he saw Meng Mubai slap Situ Yun's chest with his palm.
And when Meng Mubai's picture fell, Sun Ding, who was sitting in the spectator seats, suddenly widened his eyes, with a look of horror on his face.
He stared blankly at the young man on the ring, and his hands on the chair could not help but clenched slightly.
"Is this really Meng Qingyang's good-for-nothing brother? How can he be so powerful?"
"There are only a handful of people in the entire sect who can cultivate the Yunxiao Thunder Power of the "Three Movements of Yunxiao" to the third level!"
"I never expected that this brat is really capable!"
"Bang..."
Under the gaze of many astonished eyes, the thunder light in Meng Mubai's palm fell on Situ Yun's chest. The strength of four tigers was completely unstoppable at this moment. Immediately, they saw that Situ Yun's body was broken.
Like a stringy kite, Meng Mubai slapped him hard, and finally fell to the ground outside the ring!
"Wow..."
Situ Yun was blown away with a palm, and as expected, there was an uproar around him. Meng Qingyang, who was sitting in the spectator seats, opened his mouth in surprise. Apparently even he couldn't believe that his brother actually killed Situ Yun.
Defeated!
and……
Meng Mubai only used three moves!
In just three moves, he defeated Situ Yun, who was the favorite for selection from the inner sect. Such strength was enough to drive countless outer sect disciples crazy!
With such strength, it can almost be said that it is a certainty to get the top three seats in the inner disciple selection!
But at this moment, Meng Mubai, who had defeated Situ Yun, chuckled and turned his attention to the referee under the astonished eyes of countless people.