After knocking back Li Huayun with one punch, Tang Mang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. It was not because he didn't want to, but because his mental strength was insufficient and his physical strength was too much!
Furthermore, in the close fight with Li Huayun just now, Tang Mang also suffered some attacks, resulting in more injuries.
Tang Mang didn't make any move, and Li Huayun didn't move either. The two of them stood three feet apart, looking at each other from a distance, secretly recovering their strength and constantly gathering momentum.
Many outer disciples who were watching the battle were holding their breath at this moment. They understood that both Tang Mang and Li Huayun were probably running out of gas after fighting for so long. In the next battle, the winner was expected to be determined soon.
burden.
If Tang Mang wins in the end, he will be able to take first place in the competition, and because of his victory over Li Huayun, who is number one on the outer sect list, Tang Mang will reach the top of the list and become the first person on the outer sect list!
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On the ring, Li Huayun took a few breaths and spoke first: "Tang Mang, our physical strength is almost exhausted. Next, I will use the eighth and strongest palm of the Bagua Lian Zhang. If you can catch it, even if
I lose."
"Come on, I also want to see how powerful your eighth palm is."
Tang Mang's voice was not loud, but he was full of fighting spirit.
"good."
Li Huayun nodded, but did not rush to attack, and continued: "I have just learned the eighth palm of the Bagua Lian Zhang, and I have not fully understood its secrets, but the power is quite terrifying. Tang Mang, be careful."
With that said, he stepped forward and shot towards Tang Mang.
Along the way, Li Huayun's momentum became stronger and stronger. When they arrived in front of Tang Mang, he immediately shouted loudly.
"The eighth palm, dry palm!"
When the palm came out, Li Huayun's long hair flew, his clothes bulged, and his momentum reached its peak.
An aura as vast as the sea radiated out, and the whole person was like a god. He could crush mountains and rivers with one foot, and reverse the world with one hand. It seemed that the life and death of all creatures in the world were controlled by him.
Life or death is not up to you!
This was the only feeling in Tang Mang's heart at this moment, as if he had no control over his own life and could only accept the arrangement of fate without resisting.
"No, even if the gods want to kill me, I will kill the gods. Even if the sky wants to suppress me, I will break the sky. My fate is up to me and not up to the sky. No one can control my life and death."
Tang Mang freely endured hardships, and his will was extraordinary and tenacious. He soon came to his senses, roaring in his heart, but he retreated again and again, hoping to avoid Li Huayun's attack.
Li Huayun's power remained unabated and he continued to pursue, loudly saying: "Tang Mang, it's useless. The eighth palm of the Bagua Lian Zhang can gather the general trend of the world. Now, the general trend of the world is for my use. It has completely locked you. You are
Can't hide."
Tang Mang's expression was solemn and he did not answer. He used Tiao Shui Wuhen to retreat quickly. At the same time, he also discovered that Li Huayun's aura could actually trigger the airflow around him.
For a moment, the surrounding airflow seemed to turn into a viscous liquid colloid, trapping his entire body in it.
Tang Mang felt as if he was trapped by countless spiders, and as if he had fallen into a swamp. His hands and feet were tied up, his steps were difficult, and his speed was getting slower and slower.
No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail and he could not break through this strange force.
"Is this the general trend of the world? What a strange and terrifying power! If my body wasn't so strong, I wouldn't even be able to move!"
Tang Mang was secretly frightened. He saw Li Huayun hitting him with his palm at a very fast speed a few feet away. He frowned and gritted his teeth and said, "Since we can't hide, we have to fight."
Thinking about it, he still kept retreating, while his left hand was behind his back and his index finger was drawing in the air.
Obviously, Tang Mang was condensing Qiwen.
The only thing he knows now is the weapon text "Tenacity", and he hopes that when he uses it, it will have unexpected effects.
"Tang Mang, you will definitely lose!"
Seeing that Tang Mang was still struggling to retreat, Li Huayun pushed his feet on the ground and jumped out. The distance of several feet was completely meaningless under his feet.
The whole person was like a roc spreading its wings, and in the blink of an eye it was diagonally above Tang Mang's head. He raised the sword with his right palm high above his head, pointed it at Tang Mang below, and suddenly took a picture.
With one palm strike, all the forces of heaven and earth merged into Li Huayun's right palm. The entire right palm still looked like a palm of flesh and blood, but for some reason, many outer disciples felt that it was not a human hand, but the hand of a god that could control the life and death of living beings.
.
"Okay, what a terrifying slap!"
The many outer disciples who were watching the battle all gasped, and at the same time they secretly broke into a cold sweat for Tang Mang, wondering whether Tang Mang could resist next.
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Not to mention others, on the stage, Tang Mang watched Li Huayun attack with his palm. The whole palm was like the hand of a god, with the aura of controlling the life and death of all creatures in the world, and he couldn't help but feel an unmatched sense of frustration.
"It's difficult. Am I really incapable of doing this?"
"No, I want to become a strong man. I am fighting against the sky for my destiny. How can I sit back and wait for death? Fight! I must fight even if I die!"
Thinking of this, Tang Mang no longer had the slightest trace of fear and no distracting thoughts. He made a stroke with his left index finger in the air behind him and completed the last stroke, condensing a strange pattern of white light the size of a fingernail.
Some sharp-eyed outer disciples saw this and exclaimed: "What is that thing behind Tang Mang!?"
No one answered him, everyone stared at the two people on the ring with their eyes wide open.
They understand that the next move will determine the outcome.
On the other hand, He Changkong, who was on the high platform, was shocked when he saw the white light pattern condensed behind Tang Mang: "Qi Wen! This is Qi Wen!"
Immediately, he thought to himself: "It seems that Fu Hongyun, an old man, may have taught Tang Mang the art of weapon refining. It's just that a strong soul is needed to condense the weapon inscriptions. Tang Mang can condense the weapon inscriptions at such a young age!?"
When I think about this, I am surprised and confused.
He Changkong knows how difficult it is to condense weapons. In his opinion, if one wants to condense weapons without talking about talent, one must at least reach the Kaiyuan realm.
…
It's too late, it's too late.
From the moment Li Huayun's right palm merged into the general trend of heaven and earth and struck out, to the time when Tang Mang gathered the "Tenacity" weapon text behind him, it only took two breaths.
Almost at the same time that the "Tenacity" weapon inscription was condensed and formed, Tang Mang's footsteps suddenly stopped and no longer retreated. His fighting spirit suppressed by the general trend of the world broke out completely. He grabbed the "Tenacity" weapon inscription with his left hand behind him, then clenched his fist and struck with lightning.
He waved his fist and faced Li Huayun.
"Hard fight?"
Li Huayun's eyes narrowed slightly, with a little surprise, and then he no longer doubted that he was there. He fell from the sky, came to Tang Mang with a whoosh, and slapped him with a wave of his hand.
"open!"
At the moment when his fists and palms were about to collide, Tang Mang shouted violently, and suddenly opened his left fist, raised his palm, and in an instant, the white light of the tough weapon flashed.
"what?!"
Li Huayun was surprised. He didn't have time to think about it, but his palm had already hit the tough weapon inscriptions hard.
"Crack!"
A palm hit the tough weapon. The tough weapon persisted for a moment and then completely shattered.
However, Li Huayun was not happy at all.
The moment his palm collided with the tough weapon, he clearly felt as if his palm was being attacked by a mysterious force that was constantly rotating.
The most bizarre thing is that under the swirling force, the power of the eighth palm of his Bagua Lian Zhang and the general trend of the world are rapidly weakened.
Then, he couldn't control his palm anymore. The palm that was supposed to break through the tough weapon and attack Tang Mang deflected a little, and hit the air beside Tang Mang with a palm, causing a series of clattering sounds in the air.
muffled sound.
"How can it be!"
Li Huayun's expression instantly froze, with a look of shock on his face.