Xiang Rulong concentrated all his power on this punch, covering the entire ring and leaving no room for Baili Ye to escape.
"Boom!"
The dragon fist struck down, and countless cracks appeared all around. The lion demon stone on the ring exploded continuously, turning into countless fragments and shooting out in all directions.
"Get out of the way!"
The monks standing around quickly hid behind, but many people were still hit by gravel, with wounds everywhere on their bodies.
The moment the terrifying dragon fist hit the ring, the whole world fell into chaos, and the long sword in Baili Ye's hand was shattered by the dragon fist.
"puff!"
Baili Ye spurted blood wildly, his body flew upside down, was swept away by the fist, and fell under the ring.
After Xiang Rulong used this punch, all his strength was drained from his body and he fell hard from the air.
The huge arena was riddled with holes, and Xiang Rulong lay quietly on the dilapidated ground.
Baili Ye was not much better. Many bones in his body were broken and his injuries were serious. Elder Gu quickly stepped forward to treat his injuries.
Xiang Zicheng's body swayed and he appeared on the ring. He checked Xiang Rulong's breathing and found that his breath was calm, but his immortal energy was severely depleted. He finally felt relieved.
"In this battle, Xiang Rulong wins!"
Qian Yao announced the result.
Bailiye fell into the ring, which meant he lost the match. Xiang Rulong was still lying on the ring.
Hearing this ending, Tianyue Dojo exploded, they couldn't accept it.
"It's unreasonable. Senior Brother Baili is not unconscious, but our opponent is already unconscious. We are the winners."
Trouble started at Tianyue Dojo, and Baili Ye was believed to be the winner.
Judging from the injuries, Baili Ye was indeed in better condition than Xiang Rulong. He only had a few broken bones and was not unconscious.
Unlike Xiang Rulong, whose body was covered with wounds. After the dragon scales receded, his body was in terrible shape.
Xiang Zicheng took out a few pills, stuffed them into Xiang Rulong's mouth, and used the immortal energy to help him heal his injuries. It took enough time for a cup of tea before Xiang Rulong woke up leisurely.
"Second uncle, did I win?"
Xiang Rulong's first words after waking up were to care about the battle situation, but as for his own body, he put it behind him.
"We won, we won!"
Xiang Zicheng held Xiang Rulong in his arms, and the grown man actually cried.
Hearing that he had won, Xiang Rulong grinned, probably because he was hugged tightly by his second uncle, and Xiang Rulong took a breath of cold air in pain.
"Second uncle, it hurts, it hurts..."
Xiang Rulong said many painful words in succession, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
Xiang Zicheng quickly picked up Xiang Rulong, returned to the ground, and began to heal his injuries.
No matter how Tianyue Dojo argued, it could not change the reality that Xiang Rulong won.
"Who dies!"
After Xiang Zicheng arranged Xiang Rulong, he suddenly stood up and glanced at Tianyue Dojo with his sharp eyes.
His nephew almost died at Baili Ye's hands, and Xiang Zicheng was filled with anger.
All the mentors who had taken refuge in Tianyue Dojo had been killed long ago, and the remaining mentors had been following Tianyue Dojo for decades.
No one answered, and Zhu Gaoyang stopped talking.
"Since you have no choice yourself, I will choose for you!"
Seeing that there was still no movement in Tianyue Dojo, Liu Wuxie stretched out his hand and made a move, the restraint of heaven appeared, and a peak Xuanxian leveler let out a miserable cry.
The body suddenly fell to the ground and twitched violently.
"court death!"
Lord Tianyue was angry. It was enough that the mentor who had taken refuge in Tianyue Dojo died. The mentor he had trained with his own hands was actually killed by Liu Wuxie, causing him to lose all face.
With a sway of his body, Lord Tianyue came straight towards Liu Wuxie. With such shocking divine power, Liu Wuxie was oppressed and unable to move.
"Go back
go!"
Gongsun Zhang shot out, twice as fast as Lord Tianyue, and stopped Lord Tianyue halfway.
"boom!"
Two terrifying ripples rose into the sky like a mushroom cloud, and their bodies flew out together.
The high platforms built around them continued to explode, and many ordinary monks could not bear it. They were knocked upside down by the shock, and even some immortals were shocked to the point of spitting blood.
Lord Tianyue returned to the original place, and Gongsun Zhang stood in front of Liu Wuxie.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Zhu Gaoyang and other masters quickly rushed forward, preparing to start a battle.
There are more than one hundred instructors in Tianyue Dojo, and more than fifty instructors in Qingyan Dojo are surrounded by water.
In a real battle, Qingyan Dojo will not have the advantage.
"Liu Wuxie, today is the day you die."
Zhu Gaoyang let out a ferocious laugh. As for the dojo competition, he had already forgotten about it, and now he just wanted to take away Liu Wuxie's life.
"With the large number of people, right, our Xiangjiazhuang fully supports Qingyan Dojo."
Xiang Zicheng gave an order, and all the masters of Xiangjiazhuang rushed out and surrounded the people of Tianyue Dojo again.
The situation is reversed again, Qingyan Dojo has the advantage, and in the real battle, Tianyue Dojo suffers.
"Xiang Zicheng, this is a grudge between their two dojos. Isn't it inappropriate for you to intervene?"
Thousand-Hand Yama spoke, thinking that Xiang Zicheng broke the rules by doing this.
"Are you, Donghuang Pavilion, also planning to interfere?"
Xiang Zicheng looked at Thousand-Armed Yama with a joking look on his face. His soul was injured, which was inseparable from Thousand-Armed Yama.
The grudge between the two people has been around for a long time. Back then, Thousand-Armed Yama used a trick, and Xiang Zicheng fell into the trap, causing the soul sea to be injured.
If it weren't for Liu Wuxie's appearance, Xiang Zicheng's soul sea would still be unable to be repaired.
Shen Guang and Zhu Chaoyang looked at each other and did not stand up.
In a war of this level, the two major families can no longer intervene.
The situation is becoming more and more stalemate, no one is willing to take a step back, and Donghuang Pavilion is also ready to make a move.
"Master Ge, should we help Liu Wuxie?"
At this time, Gu Yi said to the middle-aged scribe beside him.
This middle-aged scribe rarely spoke and kept silently watching the scene. He was the owner of Qingge Auction House, and his status was not lower than that of Thousand-Armed Yama.
"Not urgent!"
The middle-aged scribe shook his head. If there was a real war, it would have started long ago, and he would not have waited until now.
Teachers were killed by Liu Wuxie one after another, and Lord Tianyue was unable to come down, so he attacked Liu Wuxie, mainly to give himself a step down.
"Lord Tianyue, I am willing to admit defeat. Don't you, Tianyue Daochang, cannot afford to lose?"
Lao Kaiyu said with a smile.
"That's right, if you can't afford to lose, then let the world know that Tianyue Dojo is not as good as our Qingyan Dojo, and from now on, you will not be able to compete with us for life."
Other instructors agreed one after another, and the people in Tianyue Dojo were so angry that they blew their beards and stared.
Qingyan Dojo took the initiative, leaving Tianyue Dojo unable to dismount.
If the siege continues, it will still be Tianyue Dojo that will be embarrassed.
"Two lords, will the dojo competition continue?"
Qian Yao asked.
To be continued...