Volume Two, The Edge of the Inner Court Chapter 251, Town Hall (3)
Although Youli was defeated, no one would doubt his ability. As the second prince's personal guard, he was already very powerful at level seven Tianyuan. It can only be said that his opponent Wu Yu was stronger.
"Okay, Wu Yu won the first game. Anyone who wants to challenge him can directly fight after Wu Yu agrees." The prince said loudly.
Xiao Zheshan glanced at the people next to him and let out a faint smile: "The ones I brought today are all eighth-level and ninth-level Tianyuan. If Wu Dutong doesn't mind, I can let this eighth-level Tianyuan subordinate
I have fought with Dutong, but even if there is a gap in realm, victory will come without force. How about this, as long as Wudutong is undefeated in thirty moves in his hands, Wudutong can be considered a winner?"
Wu Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and he said with a hint of anger: "Are you looking down on me? It's not like I haven't won the eighth-level Tianyuan. If you want to fight, come up to me. If I don't win with fifty moves, how about you win?"
In the previous verbal confrontation, Wu Yu had already seen that Xiao Zheshan was unhappy. He naturally knew what the purpose of coming today was. His father Wu You wanted him to attend this banquet to make his position clear and to get closer to the prince.
On the other hand, when he met the Seventh Prince Ling Changfeng for the first time today, the first impression he gave him was not bad. If it wasn't for the family's stance, he would have wanted to have a drink with the Seventh Prince.
But this Xiao Zheshan had repeatedly humiliated the Seventh Prince, and was even more arrogant. He didn't care about others at all. Although it had nothing to do with him, Xiao Zheshan's words really made him angry. The twenty-year-old young man
, and he had been fighting abroad for many years, and his violent temper could not be concealed at all. How could he tolerate Xiao Zheshan humiliating him like this?
What does it mean to win without force? Did he think that the eighth-level Tian Yuan would definitely be able to eat his Wu Yu?
"Humph, now that Wu Dutong has spoken, Xiao Zhi, you can go ahead." Xiao Zheshanpi smiled, and a young man beside him took a step forward and walked directly to the middle.
"Xiao family, Xiao Zhi, eighth-level Tianyuan." Xiao Zhi cupped his hands in salute, but a hint of ferocious coldness flashed across his slightly lowered face.
"Take the move." Wu Yu was not going to talk nonsense to him. A flash of extreme orange light suddenly condensed on his fist, and his figure whizzed out like an arrow from the string, crossing several feet.
Xiao Zhi suddenly raised his head, his right palm turned into a claw shape, and he grabbed Wu Yu's neck directly. The moment his palm touched Wu Yu's neck, Wu Yu's body suddenly dissipated like mist, and his palm passed through his body.
Xiao Zhi frowned slightly, raised his left palm back, rotated his body, and slapped a palm almost in an instant.
Behind him, Wu Yu punched out and collided with his palm. The two powerful forces stirred up extremely surging air waves, and immediately overturned several tables that were close together.
Seeing Xiao Zhi's sudden reaction, Wu Yu was slightly surprised and couldn't help but sneered: "The reaction is quite fast, but can you catch it?"
The next moment, the orange glow in Wu Yu Quan's heart became a few points richer.
"Heng Gang is so angry!"
With a deep roar, Wu Yu's body bounced several feet high, his arms swept past each other in mid-air, and he waved two orange light blades and blasted towards Xiao Zhi. Xiao Zhi raised his right hand, and a flash of red flame energy
It circled in his palm, then grew and stretched, forming a chain of flames.
He waved the flame chain and struck it with the air blade. With a roar, a white mist appeared in the air. In the mist, Wu Yu suddenly hit it with majestic vitality. The momentum was so strong that even Xiao Zhi felt it.
There was a hint of threat.
He threw the flaming chain, which wrapped around Wu Yu like a flexible fire snake, sealing the space around him. Wu Yu punched the chain, making a series of metal collision sounds.
"Take it!" Xiao Zhi clasped his hands together, and the flame chain spun at this moment, gradually shrinking, forming a flame ball, trapping Wu Yu tightly.
Wu Yu punched the chain again and again, but except for a few clanging sounds, it had no effect at all.
Wu Yu's attacks became more and more chaotic, and his mood became more and more chaotic, while Xiao Zhi was calm and calm, controlling the flame chain with his palm to slowly tighten it. Feeling the gradually rising temperature around him, Wu Yu shouted loudly,
An extremely dazzling orange light shone between his fists. He found a precise position and punched out with all his strength.
The flame spread on Wu Yu's fist, burning his skin, and the dazzling orange light was now covered by the flame.
"It seems that Wu Yu is going to lose. This Xiao Zhi is Xiao Zheshan's cousin and is very powerful. This flame chain can trap even ninth-level Tianyuan for a period of time. Wu Yu is only at seventh-level Tianyuan. How can he break it?
."
"But being able to hold on to this point is already very impressive. I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do it."
clang--
The harsh and long sound echoed in the Zuimeng Palace. Those who thought Wu Yu would lose opened their eyes wide at this moment, watching the indestructible flame cell turn into a rain of fire under Wu Yu's fist.
Wu Yu’s fists were burnt black, showing that he had spent
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How much strength did it take to break the chain? His eyes were ferocious, the soles of his feet scraped the ground, his body rushed out, and he hit Xiao Zhi with a terrifying fist.
"Oh? I'm surprised that it can be broken open, but do you think you can still resist?"
Fire suddenly appeared in Xiao Zhi's right palm, and waves of fire spurted out from his palm, completely surrounding Wu Yu who was rushing towards him.
"It's over, Wu Yu has no chance now."
"This should be Xiao Zhi's unique skill - the flame sky curtain. Once it is covered, even the ninth-level Tianyuan will have difficulty breaking free. Wu Yu will lose."
Ye Sixuan's lips twitched with a smile. Want to lose? That's not necessarily the case!
"Just because you want to win against me?"
Just when everyone thought the victory or defeat was decided, a heart-rending roar came from the flames. Xiao Zhi looked gloomy and stared at the fireball.
The next moment, the fireball collapsed and Wu Yu, with his hair burned out, rushed out and punched Xiao Zhi in the face.
The distance was not far, and Wu Yu's attacks were extremely fierce and swift, giving Xiao Zhi no chance to react. This is the style of border fighting. You must do your best with every punch and kick. The fighting method of exchanging lives for lives is always the best way.
It's scary, because you know your opponent is trying his best, but you never know which move he will use to make a fatal move.
Although this was just a discussion, it seemed to have developed into a decisive battle. Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhi was punched several feet away.
Seeing this unexpected scene, everyone was stunned. Xiao Zhi, who was at the eighth level of Tianyuan, actually lost to Wu Yu, who was at the seventh level of Tianyuan.
Wu Yu's appearance can be described as miserable, with his hair burned off and his fists blackened, but fortunately with his seventh-level Tianyuan body strength, these are not serious injuries. Although Xiao Zhi was hit by a punch, his injuries were also insignificant.
I stood up and touched my face, feeling a burst of pain in my heart.
"you……"
Xiao Zhi was so angry that he took a step forward, only to hear Xiao Zheshan's angry rebuke: "You trash, you still want to embarrass yourself, why don't you get down here."
With Xiao Zheshan's stop, Xiao Zhi did not dare to act rashly, so he could only swallow his anger and return to Xiao Zheshan's side.
Xiao Zheshan looked at Wu Yu and immediately smiled and said: "Wu Dutong is very powerful, but it doesn't seem worth it just to get such a result just for a sigh of relief."
"I don't care if it's worth it or not, as long as I think it's worth it." Wu Yu said domineeringly, causing everyone present to applaud.
Yan Ting chuckled and said, "This Wu Yu's character is quite straightforward."
"Yeah." Mo Xuanzhang hummed softly. Yan Ting looked at him, but found that his eyes almost always stayed on Ye Sixuan.
"Are you really attracted to that man?" Yan Ting jumped up and asked in Mo Xuanzhang's ear.
Mo Xuanzhang frowned and muttered: "You're afraid you're seriously ill, so get out!"
"I am the leader of the alliance, and you are doing the following!"
"You idiot, who cares who you are outside?" Mo Xuanzhang cursed unceremoniously.
The prince stood up and said with a smile: "Wu Yu, you defeated two people in a row and did a good job. However, I see that your injury is not serious. If you want to take a rest, this does not count as a violation of your rules."
"No need." Wu Yu refused directly: "Prince, I can still fight. I promised to win five games in a row. I will win five games in a row. Who is next?"
Mr. Mo Jian raised his wine glass and said very plainly: "Wu Dutong, these four sword servants of mine are all ninth-level Tianyuan and are very powerful. If you are willing, I can let them practice with you, as long as it lasts.
, regardless of victory or defeat, you can also see where your own limits are, what do you think?"
Mo Jian was looking at the wine glass from beginning to end, and his tone was very casual, as if he didn't take him seriously at all. Wu Yu also knew that this was a very powerful Yuan Luo realm, and the power behind him was even more so in Yantian.
Yi Zong, it is normal to look down on him as a small seventh-level Tianyuan.
But in comparison, his words sounded more comfortable, at least not as obviously humiliating as Xiao Zheshan's.
"I have no objection. I also want to see how powerful Master Mo Jian's sword attendant is." Wu Yu slightly held his hand, he still had some respect for this man.
One of the second young masters of Yantian, the genius of the entire Yantian Empire, is targeting these two people. Now that Young Master Mojian offers it, he will not refuse.
"Since Wu Dutong is interested, Cang Mo, you go ahead, remember, and click until the end." Young Master Mo Jian specially emphasized the last four words.
The swordsman known as Cang Mo walked out. His body was weak and his face was pale. Anyone who looked at him would think he was a weak scholar. He walked slowly to the middle, without any fluctuation of vitality in his body. From the beginning to the end
, his face is so plain and indifferent, and he has a kind of arrogance.
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feeling.
Ye Sixuan smiled slightly: "It seems that you are already the sword master of Cangtian Sword Pavilion. These four swordsmen should be the four strongest people in Tianyuan Realm in Cangtian Sword Pavilion."
Young Master Mo Jian remained silent, but there was an imperceptible smile on his face.
"Hey, this guy can pretend better than you. I really want you to teach him how to behave." Yan Ting patted his thigh and pushed Mo Xuanzhang.
"Third-level Yuan Luo, if the two of us put together two times more, we will be defeated miserably. I'm going to teach you a trick." Mo Xuanzhang cursed in a low voice.
Yan Ting sat up and looked at Mo Xuanzhang in shock: "Can you see his cultivation level?"
"Well, I can already use some of the abilities of the Heavenly Magic Eye. This is just one of them. When we met, I noticed that you have a very strange power, which should be that kind of black energy." Mo Xuanzhang.
explained.
"Oh, it's so powerful. When will your soul take effect?" Yan Ting pushed Buyunya.
Buyunya rubbed his head: "After the Yuanluo realm."
Yan Ting: "..."
Wu Yu let out a heavy breath and tried his best to calm down. This person standing in front of him gave him an insurmountable feeling, like a mountain pressing on his heart.
"bring it on."
With a low shout, Wu Yu's body rushed forward, and his right palm brought up an extremely fierce wind, blasting towards Cang Mo.
Facing such a powerful attack, Cang Mo's dull eyes did not even blink, his indifferent face remained unchanged, and the palm struck his thin body, setting off a violent storm.
The blowing sound made the dark robes rustle.
However, Cang Mo's feet did not move even half a minute.
"Each generation of swordsmen in Cangtian Sword Pavilion has four swordsmen. These swordsmen are the four most talented people in Cangtian Sword Pavilion besides the swordsmen. When they were in the Tianyuan realm, they used special medicine pools to soak their bodies.
, making the body stronger and the talents further stimulated, but in order to prevent them from backlashing the sword, Cangtian Jiange added a poisonous poison in the medicine pool..." Ye Sixuan suddenly sneered: "So the sword servant can only be reduced to the sword for the rest of his life.
Apart from his talent and loyalty to Cangtian Jiange, his puppet is no different from an obedient dog."
"Ye Sixuan, you talk too much!" Mo Jian said coldly.
"Just stating a fact." Ye Sixuan stretched lazily and continued to watch.
Yan Ting's eyes were half-squinted: "It turns out that this sword servant is not alone."
"This sentence has several meanings, which one do you mean?" Mo Xuanzhang asked.
"It seems like everyone has it, doesn't it?" Yan Ting said with a smile.
Wu Yu's face changed slightly, his body spread out, and his fists condensed majestic vitality and struck down without reservation. He must go all out against this swordsman.
Cang Mo raised his left hand slowly and stiffly, facing Wu Yu's majestic blow, he actually dismissed it.
boom!
A loud explosion filled the air, and the floor tiles under Cang Mo's feet were shattered, but the arm he used to block Wu Yu's fist did not even move.
"Is this the strength of the Cangtian Sword Pavilion Swordsman?" A prince's son swallowed and said in a trembling voice.
"Even the swordsman is so powerful, so is the swordsman, Master Mojian, really more powerful than Master Ye?"
"Young Master Ye has a good reputation, but his strength has always been a mystery. If Young Master Mo Jian can become the swordsman of Cangtian Sword Pavilion, I think Young Master Mo Jian will be stronger than Young Master Ye."
…
"This..." Wu Yu froze on the spot. His strongest attack could not even move the sword attendant.
call out!
Wu Yu's fist sank, and he suddenly looked up, only to find that the sword attendant in front of him had disappeared, and his fist fell suddenly after losing the sword attendant's block. He looked around, but Cang Mo's figure had long disappeared.
"Above." Ye Sixuan said calmly.
Wu Yu looked up and saw that Cang Mo's head and feet, and his right hand turned into sword fingers, fixed on the top of his head, and the sword fingers pointed at his forehead. An invisible sword energy quietly dissipated, and endless air waves flew out.
out.
As long as he uses his vitality a little, the sword energy can penetrate his head and smash his brain.
"I lost..." Wu Yu lowered his hands and said in despair.
He knew that there was a gap between himself and the swordsman, but he thought that no matter how weak he was, he could still sustain ten moves, but he didn't expect that it would be a one-sided crushing.
If Cang Mo Swordsman wanted to kill him, one move would be enough.