Wang Potian wiped his face, it was as red as a monkey's butt.
"I want to duel with you." Wang Potian pointed at Ye Xiong and yelled angrily.
"Dueling, this is a man's way, I like it." Ye Xiong sneered.
As long as Wang Yuanba didn't take action, he really didn't care about Wang Potian.
"Potian, don't be impulsive."
Wang Yuanba walked over, pulled Wang Potian aside, and whispered: "This guy is not stronger than you, so be careful."
Although it was just a face-to-face meeting, Wang Yuanba was also the leader of a faction and had extraordinary eyesight, so he was worried.
"Dad, I only used half of my skills just now, and I was just fooled by this guy, otherwise I would never have suffered a loss."
At this moment, Wang Potian was so overwhelmed with anger that he didn't care about anything.
"Since you are confident, then be careful." After Wang Yuanba warned him, he faced Ye Xiong and said coldly: "This is not the place to do anything. Let's find another place."
"Okay, but we have to hire a fair person."
Gu Yue suddenly walked up to a table of people not far away and said, "Master Sanyang, Miss Yiyi, can you please be fair?"
Ye Xiong looked over after hearing this, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
What a beautiful woman!
Ordinary clothes could not hide her otherworldly aura. Apart from Murong Ruyin, Ye Xiong had never seen such a beautiful girl in his life. She was even three points better than Yang Xiaoqiao.
"Who are they?" Ye Xiong asked quietly.
"They are from the Immortal Sect. The old Taoist is Taoist Master Sanyang, the head of the Immortal Sect, and the woman is Yiyi, the first of the three beauties of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect." Xu Yang introduced in a low voice.
The three beauties of the ancient sect are indeed well-deserved. Hong Xue of Hongmen and Luo Shishi and Ye Xiong of Tianmen have all been seen. They are all beauties who are refined and refined. This one named Yiyi is even better than the two of them. No wonder she can
Ranked first among the three beauties.
"Since the Xiaoyao Sect is so kind, the Taoist would rather obey orders than be respectful, so I would like to help you." Taoist Master Sanyang said.
Taoist Priest Sanyang also brought three disciples this time. In addition to Yiyi, there are also two male disciples. They all have extraordinary temperaments and are full of fairy energy. They are more noble than the popularity of the Natural Sect.
How many.
This is called the Ancient Martial Sect, and the way the Natural Sect is dressed is no different from that of bandits.
"You're on the verge of death and you only focus on looking at beautiful women. How about you think about how to deal with it?" Seeing Ye Xiong sizing up Yiyi, Liu Qing immediately became unhappy.
"Senior sister, I will help you avenge this revenge." Ye Xiong finally came back to his senses.
The group of people found a deserted place, and Ye Xiong and Wang Potian stood face to face.
"Let me make it clear that this is just a discussion, and that's the point. If one party admits defeat, the other party absolutely does not have to make a heavy move, otherwise it will be regarded as a foul, do you hear me?" Taoist Master Sanyang said.
Wang Potian's eyes fell on Ye Xiong and he clenched his fists fiercely.
"You brat, if you have the guts, don't say the word 'admit defeat'."
"Let's see who gives up." Ye Xiong snorted coldly.
"Everyone knows the rules, let's get started!"
As soon as Taoist Priest Sanyang finished speaking, Wang Potian took action and shot down his fist in the air.
The inherited boxing method of Tianzimen is called Overlord Fist. It is rumored that it was created by the Overlord of Western Chu. It is a martial art with very strong internal and external attack power. When practiced to a great extent, it can crack monuments and crack rocks with extraordinary ferocity.
Last year, Wang Potian broke into the top eight with his Overlord Fist.
Seeing that the opponent was about to attack, Ye Xiong punched out, which was the seventh form of Piao Miao Palm, which was also a form capable of both offense and defense.
As soon as Ye Xiong took action, Liu Qing was completely shocked and didn't react for a long time.
"When did this bastard learn Piaomiao Palm?"
Not only was Ye Xiong's attack power stronger than hers with this move, he was also much more familiar with it than hers. It could be seen at a glance that he was definitely above her.
"Wang Potian will suffer a big loss this time." Gu Yue whispered.
"Master, so you already knew he was so powerful?"
Gu Yue once said that she was the one who led the strongest members of the Xiaoyao sect to participate in the ancient martial arts this time. It turned out that she was not just talking casually, it was this bastard who was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Soon, things changed on the field.
The two were in similar realms. Ye Xiong's Misty Palm was obviously one level higher than Overlord Fist, and Ye Xiong was proficient in the Nine Palaces Confusion Steps. In less than ten minutes, Wang Potian was at a disadvantage.
"Impossible, even Long Feihu is not my opponent, how can you be my opponent?" Wang Potian was very unwilling.
However, with the strength in front of him, he couldn't help but not believe it.
With a loud bang, Ye Xiong finally found an opportunity and sent Wang Potian flying away with a fierce palm.
Wang Potian saw that Ye Xiong had strong murderous intent and now was not the time to show off, so he quickly said: "I admit..."
Before the words came out of his mouth, he slapped him hard on the face and knocked back the words.
"I admit... bang."
"I admit... bang."
"Pah, pah, pah..."
There was a continuous round of applause.
Poor Wang Potian couldn't even say the word "give up". His face, which had been burned red by beef, suddenly swelled up like a pig's head.
"I admit... bang."
"Asshole, stop it."
Wang Yuanba couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out, preparing to save others.
The figure flashed, and a long sword stood in front of him. Gu Yue said coldly: "Master Wang, Taoist Priest Sanyang made it very clear just now that it will only end if one of the parties says surrender. What are you doing?"
Want to step in?"
"How can I talk when my son is injured like that?" Wang Potian immediately took action desperately.
How could Gu Yue be afraid of him? She was preparing to attack him.
"Stop everyone." After Master Sanyang finished speaking, he shouted to Ye Xiong: "Brother Ye, please spare Wang Potian's life."
"Since the Taoist Master said so, I will give him face."
After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he kicked Wang Potian hard on the butt, knocking the shit out of him.
"With such strength, you dare to participate in the sect competition. It's embarrassing."
"I surrender."
Poor Wang Potian had the chance to say surrender. His face was completely swollen and looked like a pig's head.
Wang Yuanba ran over and helped him up.
"Son, are you okay?"
"Ba...help me...report to the kitchen."
Wang Potian's mouth was so swollen that he couldn't even speak.
"Let's settle this grudge with him slowly and cure you first."
Master Sanyang was present today. Wang Yuanba knew that he could not report this enemy, so he had no choice but to take his three disciples and leave in despair.
Liu Qing saw with her own eyes that Wang Potian was beaten into a pig's head by Ye Xiong, and she felt indescribably happy. She couldn't help walking past Ye Xiong and patting him on the shoulder.
"Okay, I can pretend."
On the way, Liu Qing kept threatening Ye Xiong with martial arts, but she didn't know that his martial arts was much better than hers, and she blushed when she thought about it.
This guy is really a complete showman.
Ye Xiong looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and sighed deeply.
"Originally, I was planning to show off in the ring, but I didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly."