After signing, Ye Xiong waited for the sky to change.
To his disappointment, there was still no change in the sky, and it was still clear and clear.
The battle between Luo Tiannan and Wu Xin has begun.
The two of them fought together, and their strength was between equals. This battle was extremely fierce, and the battle lasted for several hours, but there was no winner.
Countless magical powers were used by the two of them, giving everyone around them a visual feast, but compared with yesterday's battle at Futaba, it was still far behind.
The people around are even more looking forward to the second battle between Futaba.
In the end, Wu Xin relied on the richness and long history of Buddhist skills to win over Luo Tiannan with a small amount of power.
Luo Tiannan's resurrection challenge ended in failure.
However, Wu Xin also paid a lot of price and was seriously injured in the end.
"Luo Nantian failed in the resurrection match. In the second match, Ye Xiong challenged Ye Tiandao, and both sides took the field." Sanqing Taoist leader shouted.
Ye Wentian's figure flashed and landed in the middle of the field.
Since Ye Wentian is a disciple of the Sanqing Taoist leader, for the sake of fairness, the Buddha will still be the judge this time.
Ye Xiong was about to enter the arena when his hand was suddenly caught.
Lu Yao held his hand tightly and said seriously: "Don't fight so hard. Did you hear me? If something happens to you, many people will feel sorry for you."
Ye Xiong felt a little moved.
He looked around, and there was no shadow of darkness anywhere in the vast sea of people.
In the past, Netherworld should have been by her side at times like this, but where is she now?
Impulsively, he suddenly put his face against Lu Yao's face, whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, I haven't made you my woman yet, I won't die."
After saying this, his figure flashed and landed in the middle of the field, facing Ye Wentian face to face.
Lu Yao's face was burning, and her breathing became rapid. She kept the breath he blew in her ears, but it was a pity that the other person had already left.
In mid-air, Ye Xiong and Ye Wentian faced each other.
"What gives you the courage to fight me again?" Ye Wentian asked.
"Unyielding Heart."
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"Before you kill me, I will admit defeat. The question is, can you kill me?"
Hearing this, Ye Wentian couldn't help laughing.
The people watching from the sidelines were also amused by him.
Yesterday, the plot of Ye Xiong's defeat was still vivid in his mind. Just one night later, he made a comeback. Can he still say such words to make people not laugh?
"Yesterday and today, there was a gap of one night. Is it possible that you can still go to heaven overnight?" Ye Wentian said while holding back his laughter.
"Have you ever heard that there is a thin line between genius and idiot?"
Ye Xiong took out the animal skin scroll with the second form of "Buddha's Devil's Palm" written on it, spread it flat, and suspended it above his head.
"What is this, a sleeve scroll, a charm?" Ye Wentian looked at the animal skin scroll and asked strangely.
"It's something that proves whether I'm a genius or an idiot."
Ye Xiong's body soared into the sky, straight into the sky.
He struck out with a palm, and the small roll of animal skin above his head shot straight into the sky.
"God's way is above. Ye Xiong created "Buddha's Devil's Palm", adding a new magical power to the path of cultivation. Please appreciate it."
""Buddha's Devil's Palm" combines Buddhist and demonic skills into one. There are no moves or rules, only insights..."
"The following is the first move I performed, Buddha and Demon Leaving the Sea."
Hundreds of thousands of people outside the stadium looked at him stupidly, and many of them had no idea what he was doing.
He was holding a small roll of animal skin on his head, doing exercises by himself, and talking nonsense. I really didn't know what he was doing.
Instead, the Buddha Saint and the Sanqing Taoist leader stared at him with bright eyes, and both of them had a fiery look in their eyes.
"Master Buddha, do you know what he is doing?" Sanqing Taoist leader asked.
"I created my own technique in an attempt to attract the attention of Heaven and win its favor." The Buddha stared at the figure in the air and replied.
"That's right. He is either a madman or a genius. I have lived in the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years, and I have never seen anyone receive the favor of heaven. In fact, I think the favor of heaven is just a legend."
"The old monk has never seen it before. I just wanted to take a look today."
There was no ridicule on the faces of the two extremely powerful men.
Because they felt that even if Ye Xiong lost to Ye Wentian, it would not be a shame.
"God's favor, he wants to strive for God's favor."
"What kind of magical powers has he created, and what qualifications does he have to receive the blessings of heaven."
"I have never seen the blessings of heaven. Even the Buddha and Saint created countless magical powers, but they can't get the blessings of heaven. Can he succeed?"
Various voices came, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure suspended in mid-air.
At this moment, Ye Xiong was like a sun, attracting everyone's attention.
"The first form of "The Palm of the Buddha and the Demon", the Buddha and the Demon go out to sea."
"What is a Buddha and what is a demon? Whether it is the aura of Buddha or the aura of demons, they are essentially sharp weapons."
"Whether a sharp weapon is good or bad depends on whose hand it is."
"Buddha energy in the left hand, demonic energy in the right, focus on the mind and realize enlightenment... Put your palms together and merge together."
"When you use your palms, you have no desires or desires, your heart is free of worries, and your heart is pure and clear..."
Ye Xiong was holding it in his mouth while he was thinking, and a surging force surged up from his body. His left hand and right hand drew in the air, and his palms came together.
It seems to be inadvertent and understated, but after the two palms merged and the Buddha energy and the palm energy condensed, a terrifying pressure burst out instantly. After the palm was released, extremely terrifying laws of heaven and earth were produced.
A giant palm roared out, and wherever it passed, the space almost burst and collapsed.
Everyone outside the field was shocked by the power of this palm.
It's really amazing that such a simple palm can produce such great power.
"It turns out that this is his own palm technique. No wonder I haven't heard of it." Gu Mingjing sighed.
At the beginning of the competition, Ye Xiong had been using this palm to crush all the monks who were not very strong. At that time, the fourth girl once asked him what kind of move it was, but he did not know it. He did not expect that it was his own creation.
"How did he do it?" The fourth girl became excited.
No matter whether he can successfully obtain the favor of heaven or not today, just by the fact that he created this move, it is enough that no one has the right to laugh at him.
She asked herself, even in the "Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong" created by her master, there was not a single move as powerful as this one.
This move consumes very little vitality. He was able to fight Ye Wentian for so long yesterday, and this move played a very big role.
The sky at this moment seemed to be Ye Xiong's stage alone.
He has been completely immersed in his own world.
Becoming a strong person is great, but creating skills is even greater.
A few years later, a thousand years, ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years later, even if you have died, you will still retain your own skills in the world. What feeling can compare to that kind of pride.
At this moment, Ye Xiong seemed to have forgotten everything.
I have forgotten my family, my lover, my relatives, my enemies, everything. In my mind there is only the magical power of creation, and only "The Devil's Palm of the Buddha".