Xiao Muyang's face was as calm as before, and his eyes were looking calmly in Yuan Jie's direction. Since Yuan Zhao wanted to embarrass him, there was no need for him to give him face anymore.
After all, unlike Yuan Jie, Yuan Zhao is not the son of the master of the Shenbing Pavilion. In the final analysis, he is just a disciple of the Shenbing Pavilion. Of course, his talent is much more outstanding than most of the disciples.
However, Yuan Zhao is not the only one who has such a thing as talent.
"Since you don't need to be confident, let everyone here witness how you swept the whole place and stood at the end." Yuan Zhao said coldly. Didn't he say that he was more powerful than him? Let's prove it with actual actions.
When Luo Chen heard this, he glanced at Yuan Zhao, thinking that this man would be disappointed later.
Others may not know much about Xiao Muyang's strength, but he has experienced it personally. When Xiao Muyang was in the seventh level of the spiritual wheel, he was able to withstand the attacks of several heavenly figures without dying. There was almost no one like him under the heavenly realm.
opponent.
It is hard to say whether these mediocre people in Kingdom Land can withstand three moves in front of him.
However, he didn't say anything. After all, this matter had nothing to do with him. It was a grudge between Xiao Muyang and others. He was happy to watch the excitement.
"Since you have made bold words, then show your strength." Yuan Jie also looked at Xiao Muyang and said, his eyes slightly full of meaning. He suddenly looked forward to this person's performance.
But Xiao Muyang smiled and said to Yuan Jie: "I think it would be better for the Second Young Master to let me advance directly, so as not to affect the results of others."
After saying these words, Yuan Jie's pupils couldn't help but shrink. The eyes of Yuan Zhao and everyone present also became sharper, staring at Xiao Muyang with extremely unkind eyes. They were really wanton.
This bastard actually asked the second young master to let him advance directly, the reason was to avoid affecting other people's results. The implication is that his strength can sweep everyone on the battlefield.
Just now, the two people from the Canglan branch teamed up to wipe out more than half of the people. Does this guy think he can do it too?
At this moment, many figures on the battle platform were looking at Xiao Muyang, their eyes looking very unhappy.
Xiao Muyang's words just now were extremely insulting. At this moment, the anger in their hearts was almost uncontrollable. They wanted to rush forward and beat him up immediately, waiting for the referee to announce that the competition had begun.
Yuan Jie stared at Xiao Muyang, and after a moment, he said lightly: "Maybe your talent is indeed very powerful, but there has never been a precedent in the Shenbing Pavilion competition where you can advance without fighting. Otherwise, everyone can use this
A way to advance."
Xiao Muyang nodded lightly. What Yuan Jie said was not unreasonable. It really could not set a precedent for him. However, in this case, this round of battle was destined to lose its meaning.
"Okay, I'll join the fight." Xiao Muyang replied, Yuanjie nodded and said nothing more. All words seemed pale and feeble. He hoped to see the true strength.
"It's time to start." At this time, a voice came from the space.
Before the voice completely fell, I saw various powerful spiritual arts blooming on the battlefield where Xiao Muyang was standing. The light was dazzling and dazzling. It turned into many attacks and roared in one direction, which was where Xiao Muyang was.
at.
I saw Xiao Muyang's face as calm as before, and he was walking on the flowing shadow of true phantom steps. Many Xiao Muyang's figures flickered on the battlefield, the real and the fake were intertwined, making it impossible for people to find the whereabouts of his true body.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Rumbling sounds continued to be heard, and many attacks bombarded Xiao Muyang's figure. The figure rippled like ripples and disappeared into the space, as if it had never appeared before.
This scene made many people look extremely ugly, and their hearts were filled with anger, which turned out to be an afterimage.
In the grandstand area below, Yuan Jie's eyes showed a hint of surprise. This person's body skills are quite mysterious. He can actually avoid attacks from so many people. Not only can he do it with his speed, but also with his reaction force and body agility.
All require extremely high requirements, and it is impossible for ordinary people in the eighth level of the spiritual wheel to reach this level.
On the battlefield, the spiritual energy in the space was violent, the wind was strong, and the aura on many people was raging violently. They were about to step forward to continue the attack, but at this time, Xiao Muyang seemed to be exuding a powerful aura, which shocked them.
It stopped and didn't move.
"He is..." The eyes of the spectators narrowed slightly, and they couldn't help but feel that Xiao Muyang seemed to be different at this moment.
"This battle ends here."
A light and gentle voice came from Xiao Muyang's mouth, as if it was a sentence, making everyone else on the battlefield look extremely angry, and the anger in their eyes seemed to burst out, this arrogant bastard...
However, just when they were about to take action, Xiao Muyang waved his palm, and a purple long harp appeared in front of him. Wisps of light were flowing on the long harp, emitting powerful spiritual power fluctuations.
It seemed that the wind was blowing, and the young man's long black hair was flying in the wind, looking particularly radiant under the sunlight.
I saw Xiao Muyang placing his hands on the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano played, and then notes jumped out one after another, filled with extremely sharp aura, sweeping out around like countless swords, causing the space to make a chirping sound, stabbing.
Human eardrum.
The sound of the piano resounded in the space, and a terrifying artistic conception of the piano music rushed into the minds of many people. They seemed to be in a battlefield, immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves, and their expressions were extremely painful.
"What a powerful Qinyin Spiritual Technique. It seems that this person is very accomplished in Qinyin." Many people around whispered, with a hint of amazement in their tone. Qinyin Spiritual Technique can release a wide range of attacks. No wonder he is confident.
Against so many people.
However, there should be someone on the battlefield who can resist the interference of the piano sound. This battle does not end here.
As many people thought, these people who came from various branches of the kingdom to participate in the Shenbing Pavilion competition were carefully selected, and naturally there were some geniuses among them. At this time, several people broke away from the artistic conception of the piano sound, with sharp eyes,
The body shot out at the same time, obviously trying to stop Xiao Muyang from continuing to play.
Xiao Muyang glanced at the killing figures, his face was still as calm as water, his palms slid across the strings, and the music suddenly became violent, the artistic conception took a huge turn, and in the next moment, terrifying purple lightning was born in the space, shining in
Empty, and blasted away towards those people.
Now Xiao Muyang has realized a total of four kinds of power, sword, fire, ice and thunder.
The first three were understood when he was in Canglan, and the power of thunder was gained by eating the purple fairy fruit. If the sound of the piano is also regarded as a kind of power, then there are five kinds of power.
In just an instant, streaks of purple lightning with super power descended in front of those figures, causing their expressions to change drastically, and they all released defensive light curtains to resist. However, the power of the thunder was so violent that it wildly bombarded the light curtain, making a roaring sound.
sound.
Cracks appeared on the light curtain, and finally it shattered, and a banging sound was heard. Figures were blasted out from the fighting platform at the same time, and fell heavily under the fighting platform. The scene was extremely miserable.
"This..." The crowd couldn't help but gasp when they saw this scene, and their hearts beat violently.
With just one blow, so many people were knocked out at the same time. How terrifying must the power of that blow be?
It's hard for them to imagine. I'm afraid only those figures who were bombarded can understand it.
However, this is not over yet, Xiao Muyang continues to play, the sound of the piano is as violent as thunder, shaking people's hearts, the spiritual energy in the space trembles crazily, as if it has transformed into countless thunder swords, and contains both sword and thunder powers at the same time.
Suppress everything with overwhelming force.
At this moment, many people had just broken free from the previous artistic conception of Qinyin. Before they had time to react, they saw thunderous swords coming from all directions. They were horrified, and their aura surged, and they released attacks at the same time towards the thundering swords.
.
The thunder sword and many attacks collided with everything, making a deafening sound in the space. Xiao Muyang's sword power reached the early stage of the second level, while most of the others' power was only the first level. How could they resist it.
Then the crowd present saw an extremely shocking scene. Thunder swords shuttled through the space one after another. Wherever they passed, all other attacks were destroyed, as if they were devastating and unstoppable.
There were even many figures who were hit by the Thunder Sword. Unable to withstand the power contained in it, they vomited blood and walked off the stage directly, giving up their qualifications for the competition.
Xiao Muyang raised his head, glanced at the figures still standing on the battlefield, and brushed his palms against the strings. The next moment, a majestic sword pressure fell on them at the same time, causing them to scream in agony,
The body was forcibly shaken off the fighting platform.
In just a few breaths, the battle platform became much empty, with only a young man in white standing there quietly. His face was calm and composed, as if he was the only one in the world.
At this moment, the space was silent.
Countless people around were staring at Xiao Muyang's figure, and their hearts were shocked beyond measure. He had really done it, sweeping the entire place with his own strength.
Some people who were observant even discovered that Xiao Muyang seemed to have been standing in the same place without moving at all since he played the piano music.
No one can get close to his body, so there is no need to move.
Yuan Jie's expression was slightly condensed, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes as he looked at Xiao Muyang. The eight realms of spiritual wheel cultivation swept away all the people in the same realm. No one could withstand his attack. Such a powerful combat power.
, under the throne of heaven, I am afraid that I am invincible.
In the other direction, Luo Chen looked at Xiao Muyang. Compared to others, his face looked quite calm. He had long known that Xiao Muyang was powerful and that people in the same realm were no match for him.
"You, like the two people just now, can enter the Shenbing Pavilion to practice." Yuanjie smiled at Xiao Muyang and said.
"Thank you, Second Young Master." Xiao Muyang cupped his hands slightly and moved his gaze to Yuan Zhao next to Yuan Jie. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but he said nothing.
When Yuan Zhao saw Xiao Muyang's gaze, his face suddenly turned cold. How could he not see that this was a kind of silent contempt!