As he spoke, Xing Jue spread out his palms, and instantly two flames rose up from Xing Jue's palms like giant dragons soaring into the sky, and then quickly condensed into two concentrated flames, and then Xing Jue's palms shot out.
Yes, under the surprised gazes of everyone, the two flames merged into a rapidly rotating fireball.
"What a powerful martial arts skill."
"That boy actually has such powerful martial arts?"
Hesitation's most eye-catching competition has come to an end, so Xing Jue and his team's only competition stage has naturally become the only focus of everyone's attention. Therefore, after seeing Xing Jue displaying such powerful martial arts, the audience
There were a lot of shocked sounds at the table.
"Fire Dragon Bullet? It seems that this kid is finally serious." Looking at the rapidly rotating fireball in Xing Jue's hand, the old man recognized it as Yufeng Pavilion's martial arts, and then said with a smile.
"Is this kid pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" Looking at the powerful martial arts in Xing Jue's hands, the "Wu Jun" of Nether Palace said with some uneasiness. Originally, they wanted to occupy the last two this time.
It seemed that his Netherworld Palace was powerful, but he didn't expect that a punishment would be unleashed on the way. It seemed that their plan would be ruined soon.
"Huh!" After seeing Xing Jue displaying his martial arts, the stuttering disciple from Netherworld Hall snorted coldly, and then spread his palms out, preparing to use powerful martial arts."
After seeing the stuttering disciple's movements, Xing Jue couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth, because Xing Jue didn't give him this chance at all. Then with a thought, strong winds surrounded his body again, and his body swayed.
Disappear.
"Not good" saw Xing Jue disappearing, and the stuttering disciple also felt something was wrong, but by the time he reacted, it was too late.
Xing Jue appeared behind him like a ghost at this moment. Xing Jue pushed forward with both palms, and the fireball instantly turned into a ferocious flame dragon, accompanied by bursts of ear-piercing roars.
He stormed away with the stuttering disciple.
Seeing this, the stuttering disciple quickly covered his face with both arms, and concentrated all the martial energy in his chest and arms to obtain the best defensive power. Because in this situation, he had no time to dodge, let alone perform any martial arts.
.
This is the only defense he can do, but his defense cannot stop the power of the fire dragon at all. Even if he is hit to the lowest degree, he will be seriously injured or even killed.
Just when everyone thought that the Nether Palace disciple was about to die, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He thrust his palm forward and a strange light shield emerged, covering the two people tightly.
The package is inside.
"Boom!" The fire dragon hit the light shield and instantly made a harsh roar. The powerful flames filled most of the competition platform. It was as if the spacious competition platform was burning, and it looked very gorgeous. Everyone saw it.
He couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.
When the flames dissipated, Xing Jue discovered that the stuttering disciple was actually safe and sound, and all of this was because of the black-haired old man standing in front of him.
"Intermediate Martial Lord?" Xing Jue saw the strength of this black-haired old man at a glance, and then deduced that what he just used must be some kind of special defensive skill, otherwise, with his strength, he would not be able to easily
Withstand Xing Jue's attack just now.
"Elder" After the flames dissipated, the stuttering disciple reacted, and then said respectfully to the black-haired old man. The strange thing was that he didn't stutter at this time. It seemed that he still had a crush on the black-haired old man.
Extremely scary.
"Boy, what a cruel method." The black-haired old man ignored the stuttering disciple and smiled at Xing Jue, but the smile was full of sinister and ferocious meaning.
"It's okay, it's okay. Compared with the two disciples of your Nether Palace, it's still a bit worse."
a reason.
First, these two Nether Palace disciples were very ruthless in their attacks. Those who fought with them were all seriously injured, and some of them would even be paralyzed for the rest of their lives, so the punishment was naturally very unpleasant to watch.
On the other hand, it was because of Zhao Liang. As a member of the Tibetan Medicine Villa, Zhao Liang hated the people of the Nether Palace to the core. Xing Jue had such a good relationship with Zhao Liang, so naturally he wanted to help him vent his anger.
"Okay, okay, okay, in the Netherworld Empire, you dare to say such things to my Netherworld Palace, you are very brave." After hearing Xing Jue's words, the man suddenly laughed and said, and there was actually a desire to confront Xing Jue when he spoke.
Deciding to take action.
"Elder of Nether Palace, you have violated the rules by helping me. Please retreat quickly, otherwise you will not blame me for being rude at Tibetan Medicine Villa." At this moment, the old man from Tibetan Medicine Villa who was presiding over the meeting suddenly spoke.
After hearing the old man's words, the Nether Palace elder snorted coldly, and then took a long look at Xing Jue before walking off the stage with the stuttering disciple.
Xing Jue sneered and didn't take him seriously at all. Not to mention that he didn't dare to do anything to him in this Tibetan Medicine Villa. Even if he waited until the competition was over, as long as Xing Jue got the "Soul Gathering Pill", Xiaoqian would
His strength will be restored. By then, let alone a mid-level martial master, even if he has a few more high-level martial masters, he is just looking for death.
In the end, under the announcement of the elder of the Tibetan Medicine Villa, Xing Jue won the ticket to the finals of this rookie competition. In order to put both sides in a better condition, the finals will be held on time tomorrow morning.
So after today's competition ended, Xing Jue and Xiao Qian returned to the attic. After practicing for a while, it was already dark, but when Xing Jue was about to fall asleep, Zhao Liang came in a hurry.
"Brother Xing, how sure are you of tomorrow's match?" Zhao Liang asked quickly after taking his seat.
"Sixty percent," Xing Jue said with a smile. The boy named Wu Jun was indeed a bit weird, so Xing Jue didn't dare to say that he could defeat him 100% of the time.
"Brother Xing, with this, you should be 100% sure." After hearing Xing Jue's words, Zhao Liang smiled slightly, and then mysteriously took out an exquisite small box and placed it in front of Xing Jue.
.
"What is this?" Xing Jue asked curiously.
"Open it and take a look," Zhao Liang said, pretending to be mysterious.
Xingjue smiled slightly and picked up the exquisite small box. However, after opening it, Xingjue's face instantly became surprised, because there was actually a faintly glowing treasure pill in the box at this moment.
The aroma exuded by the elixir was the first time Xing Jue had ever smelled it in his life.
"It smells so good. What grade is this elixir from Brother Zhao?" After Xing Jue took a deep breath of the aroma, he felt a lot more comfortable all over, and then asked curiously. Although Xing Jue's current soul power is
It has improved a lot, but he really can't tell the grade of this treasure pill, but Xing Jue feels that the grade of this treasure pill is definitely inferior.
"Xuanjie's top-grade treasure pill "Hualong Pill"" After seeing Xing Jue's surprised expression, Zhao Liang was obviously very satisfied, and then said with a smile.
"It turns out to be a high-grade Xuan-level elixir. No wonder it has such a fragrance. Then why is Brother Zhao's elixir called the Dragon Transformation Pill?"
It was the first time for Jue to see such a precious treasure pill, and he asked curiously.
"Dragon Transformation Pill, as the name suggests, if you eat this pill, you will be reborn and transformed into a dragon. In fact, this Dragon Transformation Pill is a kind of elixir that instantly enhances your power. With Brother Xing's strength, if you eat this Dragon Transformation Bullet,
It’s no problem to upgrade your strength to a primary martial master in a short period of time." Zhao Liang explained to Xing Jue with a smile. Apparently he knew a lot about the "Hua Long Pill".
"What does Brother Zhao mean?" Xing Jue said with some doubts. Zhao Liang would not show off by giving him a treasure pill for no reason, so he must have this intention.
"Tomorrow, Brother Xing can take this pill before fighting the Wu army. In this way, Brother Xingjue will definitely defeat the Wu army." Zhao Liang said with a smile, and a touch of excitement appeared on his face.
Obviously, he would feel very excited just thinking about Wu Jun's defeat at the hands of Xingjue.
"Brother Zhao, this is impossible. How can I accept this Xuan-level high-grade treasure elixir, which is so precious?" After hearing Xing Jue's words, Xing Jue hurriedly declined.
A high-grade Xuan-level elixir is so precious. Even if Zhao Liang has the ability to refine this elixir, the chance of refining it successfully is very slim, so Xingjue naturally cannot accept such a generous gift.
"Brother Xingjue, do you and I still need to be so polite? Besides, if you can win over Wu Jun, you will be doing me a big favor. As a person from the Tibetan Medicine Villa, the last thing I want to see is the Netherworld Palace.
My disciple, ascend to the position of champion." Zhao Liang said slowly, and there was even a hint of pleading in his words.
"This..." After hearing Zhao Liang's words, Xing Jue became embarrassed. He naturally understood Zhao Liang's intentions, but this elixir was too valuable, and even if Xing Jue accepted the elixir, he would not do it as a last resort.
He didn't know how to use it, and even if it was returned to Zhao Liang at that time, Zhao Liang would definitely not accept it.
"Brother Xing, just accept it. Is it possible that you won't even give me this face?" Zhao Liang was still hesitant after seeing the execution, so Zhao Liang hurriedly said again.
"Okay then." Seeing how persistent Zhao Liang was, Xing Jue had no choice but to say reluctantly. Then he put the treasure pill into his storage bracelet.
After seeing Xing Jue accept it, Zhao Liang felt relieved. Perhaps he was afraid of delaying Xing Jue's rest, so after chatting for a few words, he hurriedly left, and also asked Xing Jue to rest early and recuperate.
Regarding Zhao Liang's concern, Xing Jue also felt warm in his chest. Xing Jue also felt very happy to have such a good brother.
The next day, the inner city was as lively as ever, but the only difference was that everyone seemed more excited today, not because of anything else, but because there was going to be another very exciting competition today.
Needless to say, the strength of the disciple "Wu Jun" of the Netherworld Palace is known as the strongest disciple in the inner hall of the Netherworld Palace. The strength that Xing Jue showed yesterday was also impressive, enough to win the admiration of everyone, so today's sect
The finals can be said to have attracted much attention.
Under the scorching gazes of everyone, Xing Jue slowly walked onto the final competition stage, and at this moment, the disciple of Netherworld Hall named "Wu Jun" was already standing there.
"Actually, I admire you for having the guts to walk up to the stage today." After Xing Jue stepped onto the stage, Wu Jun looked at Xing Jue and smiled coldly.
"Why?" Xing Jue asked as if he knew what he was asking.
"Because you will die miserably today," Wu Jun said with a cold smile.
"Hahaha..." After hearing Wu Jun's words, Xing Jue suddenly laughed, and then his face suddenly turned cold, and he said fiercely: "You will indeed die miserably today."