Chapter 89: This technique is called Collapsing Mountains
Dark clouds suddenly rose in the sky, with lightning and thunder, as if cheering for this unprecedented showdown. The strong wind gathered the dark clouds, forming a funnel-like shape in the sky, which was very strange.
Two wild dragons led thousands of troops, showing their indomitable momentum, roaring and rushing towards Rong Que, while Rong Que stood up straight without haste, holding a fruit knife in his hand, and looked at the man quietly.
The force of the punch coming.
"You have no hope, just die. If you die by my move, it will be your blessing!" Yang Shun no longer showed a crazy expression, but spoke quietly like Rong Que.
Looking down at the knife in his hand, Rong Que smiled slightly and said, "I don't think so. Don't cry if you lose. The next moment, you will taste what power is."
"Speak arrogant words and you will die!" Yang Shun roared with anger on his face.
He was afraid. On this day, he had experienced a lot of pain that he had never experienced before in Rong Que. He was humiliated in public. Every time he was about to win, the figure in front of him would shatter his illusions in an instant.
The appearance of a tall figure aroused great fear of him even deep in his heart.
"roar!"
Shuanglong had already arrived in front of Rong Que. In Rong Que's eyes, his sword energy had shattered the structure of his fist strength, his spiritual power had begun to leak slightly, and his sword energy was now slashing towards Yang Shun.
With the thought of victory or defeat, at the moment when the two dragons were about to hit Rong Que, he quickly retreated, holding the knife in his right hand, and slashed three times at the pursuing fist, and the power of his blood boiled and leaked out of his body.
A severe shock.
At this time, Taomu frowned and shouted loudly: "The formation is up, protect the auditorium!"
As soon as Taomu finished speaking, a dozen figures flashed out of the martial arts arena and rushed towards the audience behind Rong Que. In an instant, several people connected with their spiritual power and came out. The audience behind Rong Que
A wall of passports was set up in front of the table.
"A bunch of idiots, where are we to be on guard! Over here, oh! They're so stupid!" Taomu shouted with anger between his brows, roaring at the figures that suddenly jumped out.
These people are the top spiritual warriors who are responsible for protecting the audience in the sect martial arts arena. Now they are looking at Taomu in confusion. In their eyes, it seems that Yang Shun's moves are the ones that need to be defended.
Object, this gap may die in the next second.
The two dragons were about to hit Rong Que, and Tao Mu's expression became more and more anxious. Finally, he took action in person. He jumped up and appeared in the audience behind Yang Shun at a very fast speed. He waved his sleeves and said vigorously
The power came out smoothly and instantly formed a hard shield in front of the audience.
Just when everyone was still confused, Yang Shun's fist hit Rong Que firmly on the chest.
"Bang!"
A loud noise was accompanied by flying dust. However, this time no one paid attention to Rong Que. Instead, they all looked at Yang Shun in shock. At the same time that Rong Que was hit, Yang Shun laughed for the first time.
The moment the sound rang out, a huge sword light appeared in front of him out of thin air. Under everyone's shocked eyes, it penetrated Yang Shun's body and struck hard on the shield waved by Tao Mu behind him, causing a splash.
A turmoil.
"Your fist strength is indeed not weak, but you may not be too confident. Okay, you can go down now. The throne is mine." Rong Que's calm voice came out from the flying dust, and then
As the voice came out, a slightly thin voice slowly walked out of the dust step by step and walked towards where Yang Shun was.
This figure is none other than Rong Que. At this time, his clothes on his chest were directly shattered, revealing his strong muscles. His messy long hair slowly flew with the air waves that had not disappeared due to the fight, and he looked unusually dusty.
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Slowly walked up to Yang Shun, looked at him with a smile, and asked: "Do you want to admit defeat?"
"What kind of sword technique is this?" Yang Shun lowered his head and asked with some difficulty.
Looking at Yang Shun who was seriously injured and still covering it up, Rong Que smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said calmly: "This technique is called Mountain Collapse!"
The arena suddenly fell into silence. After a while, Yang Shuncai said unwillingly: "I lost!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he knelt down on the ground. In the arena, only Rong Que stood upright, with Yang Shun kneeling behind him, looking so domineering.
"The twelfth qualifying match, winner, North Gate, next match,..." As Taomu finished speaking, the inner disciples came on stage to carry Yang Shun, who was unconscious, away, while Rong Que stepped forward step by step.
Everyone walked towards their seats with shocked expressions and disbelieving eyes.
After Rong Que sat down, there were gasps from the audience. Such a battle was so shocking, especially the last sword energy. Although there was no evidence to prove that it was Rong Que, but
The contempt and disdain for Rong Que in everyone's hearts were swept away in an instant.
This is the privilege of the strong. If you don't accept it, go and defeat Yang Shun.
"Brother Rong Que, where are you from? Is your master a great master who lives in seclusion in the mountains?" As soon as Rong Que sat down, Wang Er came over and asked with wide eyes.
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Rong Que frowned and did not answer Wang Er. He just closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
Now that another game has begun, everyone's eyes are no longer focused on Rong Que. Although they are still discussing Rong Que's Shenwu in private, they dare not take a look for fear of causing his dissatisfaction. In fact, they don't know.
Rong Que's status in their hearts has unconsciously surpassed that of ordinary inner disciples, and even some inner disciples have begun to admire him.
When Wang Eryi saw that Rong Que ignored him, he was a little unhappy. He sat down on the chair next to Rong Que, put his right hand on Rong Que's shoulder, and said: "Is there anything that can't be said? I don't know how to say it."
If it hurts you, please tell me and let me open my eyes."
"puff!"
The moment Wang Er put his right hand on Rong Que, he could no longer control the injury in his body and spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, he had already taken out a handkerchief and covered his mouth without being hurt by anyone.
Discover.
"Brother Rong Que, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Wang Er suddenly became anxious when he saw Rong Que vomiting blood, patting his back gently and asked worriedly.
After coughing a few times, Rong Que raised his head and said softly: "Keep your voice down and don't let others know, otherwise many people will challenge me later, and I don't want to get in trouble."
"I'm sorry, I'm not good, I shouldn't ask you, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Wang Er kept apologizing to Rong Que.
"It's none of your business. I was injured just now on the ring. I have to say that Yang Shun's move should not be underestimated. The attack power is extraordinary. If it weren't for the collapsing mountain that removed most of the attack power, I would have been injured.
It is very possible that he is just like Yang Shun now." After wiping away the blood on the corner of his mouth, Rong Que smiled bitterly and said slowly.
Wang Er kept patting Rong Que's back gently, which made Rong Que helpless for a while. He smiled and said softly: "I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me. I'll just adjust my breathing and be fine."
After saying that, he ignored Wang Er and slowly closed his eyes, asking in his mind: "Lao Huo, can you see my physical condition and tell me how the injury is?"
"Master, your body has strong blood energy, so there's nothing serious about it, but it's better not to use force today. It would be bad if there are any sequelae." Mr. Huo looked inside Rong Que's body and touched it.
Huzi said slowly.
"That's good. It's best to be strong in the challenge later, otherwise, you will be treated as a weakling by others." Rong Que nodded silently and said to himself.
Ximen Xue glanced at the north gate and found that Rong Que's state was a little abnormal, and frowned. At this moment, Rong Que seemed to have sensed his gaze, and opened his eyes and looked over.
Seeing Rong Que looking over, Ximen Xue smiled kindly and opened her lips slightly, as if she had said something. After understanding the meaning, Rong Que shook his head gently, indicating that he was fine.
After learning the result, Ximen Xue felt relieved, looked away, and continued to watch the competition on the ring. However, after Rong Que looked away, he frowned and asked in his mind: "Lao Huo.
, can you feel where the monster on Ximen Xue exists?"
"This is fine, but is it of any use to you, Master?" Mr. Huo asked, stroking his beard in confusion.
"Of course it is useful. If his monsters also exist in his Dantian, and he can use spiritual power, doesn't this mean that Ximen Xue has a way to practice Qi even if the monsters remain? If he joins the Heart Refining Peak, he can get this method
, then it can be considered even if it is used once." Rong Que rubbed the hanging ring that had been put back on his hand and slowly replied to Mr. Huo.
Nodding, Mr. Huo stroked his beard, turned around and faced Ximen Xue's direction, and with a soft "hum" in his mouth, the power of his soul suddenly covered Ximen Xue like a tide.
It invaded the other person's body in an instant, and quickly searched his body before he felt anything.
"Who! Dare to be so presumptuous in our Bitao Sect!" At the moment when the power of Huo Lao's soul penetrated into Ximen Xue's body, Taomu, who was sitting at the top of the auditorium, suddenly frowned, and his body instantly jumped into the air, roaring, interrupting
game.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
As soon as Tao Mu noticed something, Huo Lao immediately withdrew his soul power from Ximen Xue's body and roared back to Rong Que's mind.
Taomu in the sky frowned for a long time, and the power of his soul kept shooting back and forth in the martial arts arena, but he never found the terrifying power just now.
"Lao Huo, how are you?" Rong Que asked worriedly. The moment Tao Mu roared in the air, he felt something was wrong.
"I'm fine, old slave. It's just that there are many powerful people in the Bitao Sect. When you reach the late spiritual master stage, the power of your soul will be born in your body's spiritual sea. If you had killed this person a thousand years ago, it would have been a snap.
, but the old slave's soul power has been greatly frustrated now, and he no longer has the power he once had." As he spoke, Mr. Huo showed a sad expression and sighed about his life.