The middle-aged man was actually a real master of the Martial King realm. Everyone immediately moved away from the competition stage. After all, the Martial King could wipe out their existence at will, and the middle-aged man looked fierce.
At this time, on Ye Qing and his team's competition platform, there was already one person lying on the ground, while the other was standing next to him, staring at the opponent on the ground.
It was naturally Feng Wuying who was lying on the ground. After Ye Qing showed his sadness, Feng Wuying could no longer support him and fell into a coma in a burst of sadness.
Ye Qing still looked very casual, but his eyes were staring at the other party tightly.
"Boy, you're looking for death!"
Suddenly, a roar like thunder came to Ye Qing's ears. A middle-aged man appeared next to Feng Wuying like a ghost. He checked Feng Wuying's condition, then frowned, and then stood up and walked slowly towards Ye Qing.
"What despicable means did you use to hurt my disciple like this? Today I want to see how many geniuses you are from Tianyao Academy are."
As soon as he finished speaking, an unparalleled aura suddenly pressed against Ye Qing, who had just used his unique skills.
Ye Qing's Yuanli consumed a lot of energy after fighting in succession, and his previous skills consumed a lot of soul power. The middle-aged man's aura immediately pushed Ye Qing to breathe. However, Ye Qing still stood there straight, gritting his teeth and persevering.
Ye Qing knew that the guy wanted to give him a warning so that he could show his strength. But Ye Qing naturally would not let him do it. With his extraordinary willpower, Ye Qing could still stand under the pressure of a Martial King's aura.
The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Ye Qing so tough, and then suddenly increased his momentum again and put all his strength on Ye Qing.
"Boy, you dare to be so ignorant of your advance and retreat in front of me. It's really a shame to yourself. Kneel down!"
With the middle-aged man's shout, Ye Qing suddenly felt that the pressure on his body had suddenly increased several times. His left leg weakened and he knelt hard on the ground. His knees suddenly broke, blood flowed, and the ground was dyed red in an instant.
"This kid is in trouble. He actually dares to show off in front of a master at the Martial King realm. There is no way to be humiliated."
"Yes, I know this middle-aged man, Feng Wuying's master, Qian Ji, known as the Death-seeking Hand, is a super strong man of the fourth-level Martial King, and has a high status in Wufeng Academy."
"This death-seeking hand Qian Ji is a cruel and ruthless person, and he is extremely protective of his shortcomings. No one in the academy dares to offend their master and apprentice. This student from Tianyao Academy is really unlucky!"
Ye Qing felt an unprecedented anger arise from his heart. This middle-aged man bullied others, ignored the rules, and wanted to cover the sky with one hand. Ye Qing naturally would not be willing to be humiliated. A trace of perseverance flashed in Ye Qing's eyes, and then the energy in his body surged wildly, and the power of his soul mixed with the energy along the meridians in his body, surging wildly in his body.
The metallic nature and the elemental power of fire attribute mixed together, and a faint sound of explosion appeared in the body.
"rise!"
Ye Qing shouted loudly, suddenly stood up, completely ignoring the oppression of Qian Ji. And a sharp aura emanated from his body, vaguely confronting the momentum of Qian Ji.
Qian Ji obviously felt Ye Qing's change, frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "This kid has such a good talent, and looking at this, he will definitely be an extraordinary person in the future. I have offended him completely when I do this today. I have no room for maneuver, so I can only kill him in the cradle."
Then Qian Ji said with a calm face: "Boy, you use tricks to hurt my disciple. Now return his hidden dragon dagger to me, and then deprive yourself of your cultivation and kowtow to apologize. Otherwise, I can only take action myself today."
When Ye Qing heard Qian Ji's words, he immediately understood.
"This money halberd is obviously a very protective person. He cannot bear to see others being better than his apprentice and wants to destroy me here. How can I do what he wants?"
Ye Qing suddenly laughed "haha" and said, "All man, don't pretend to behave here. Just do it if you have the ability."
When Ye Qing said this, not only did Qian Ji be slightly stunned, but even everyone in the audience showed a look of looking at the dead.
"This kid is really an old birthday boy who eats arsenic. He thinks he has a long life. He dares to say such things. The death-hunting hand Qian Ji is not a good man and a trustworthy woman. He will never let him continue to live."
The referee in the audience also shook his head and sighed and said, "Hey, this Ye Qing! I dare not say such things in front of Qian Ji, the death-seeking hand Qian Ji. He is a fourth-level Martial King, and we elders at the first-level Martial King can only think that they have not seen it."
Among the students from Tianyao Academy, a beautiful woman was staring at Ye Qing, with a cold smile on her face.
"What a pity. This Ye Qing is going to die in the hands of the death-hunting hand, but it also saves me some worries. It's just that I can't kill him with my own hands, and I'm still a little regretful!"
Just when everyone in the audience thought Ye Qing was dead, the Qian Ji on the stage never took another step.
Qian Ji stared at Ye Qing with his eyes tightly, and an angry light shot out from his eyes, but he didn't take a step.
On the surface, the two of them seemed to be standing on the stage and looking at each other, but in fact the risks were not clear in just one word.
Ye Qing was using his soul power to use his soul-like martial arts - soul suppression, while Qian Ji was desperately resisting.
Ye Qing's soul attack was really incredible and unheard of. He only knew that there was a mysterious force attacking him, and his own energy could not be used at all. He could only rely on his willpower to work hard to resist the attack of this force.
"Who is this guy? It's so weird that he can attack this way. This person must not be kept. He can threaten me now. He will be fine in the future. He must get rid of him."
Qian Ji was shocked all over his body, and a overwhelming aura emanated from his body.
"Boy, you want to go against me too. It's really a delusion. You're a little tender. Death!"
A black stone suddenly appeared in Qian Ji's hand, the size of a soybean. As soon as he took out the stone, Ye Qing felt a powerful soul power from it.
Qian Ji sent the stone into his mouth, and immediately got rid of Ye Qing's soul suppression and restored his ability to move.
"A fatal move!"
As soon as Qian Ji got rid of the shackles of the soul power, he took a ruthless move towards Ye Qing.
Qian Ji's martial arts skills were heard as soon as he made a move, which shows that this was also a relatively vicious martial art.
Seeing that this death-taking move was about to attack Ye Qing, although Qian Ji was of poor character, his cultivation was absolutely powerful, otherwise he would not have been domineering all the time.
Looking at Qian Ji's attack, Ye Qing felt a sense of danger, but even though he knew that his strength was not enough, Ye Qing still stood up and the big dragon spear came straight to meet him.