Therefore, before the battle even started, the disciples of the North Region felt that victory was already decided. Even though two people from the South Region had unexpectedly entered the third round, there were only two of them, while the North Region, including Shilong who was about to win, had a total of three people.
Three against two. Although the result was not satisfactory, it was still acceptable. Because in this way, the Northern Region was still suppressing the Southern Region.
In the sky, the elders of the North Region secretly felt relieved as they watched the situation. No matter what, the North Region was not overthrown by the South Region, which had always been suppressing them. In this way, they finally saved their face.
Although Han Chen was annoyed by this, he couldn't say anything even though he opened his mouth. Because even though Yan Chutian had created too many miracles, the situation in front of him was still close to a dead end.
Without seeing it for themselves, no one would believe that Yan Chutian had the possibility of defeating Shilong.
Therefore, to be honest, perhaps only a few people still believed in Yan Chutian, and coincidentally, they were all women.
In short, Yan Chutian finally stepped onto the huge arena and appeared in front of everyone. When he stepped onto the arena, the top Saint of the North Region, Shilong, also stepped on the platform under his feet and used the huge rebound force to leap into the air and onto the arena.
As soon as he stepped onto the arena, Shilong's arrogant eyes locked onto Yan Chutian, and then he said in the same arrogant tone, "Scum of the South Region, today is the day I, Shilong, end your good luck!"
There was no lack of people in the North Region who were extremely hostile to the South Region, and this Shilong was obviously one of them, so he did not show any mercy to Yan Chutian and mocked him with all his strength.
Since the other party was so rampant, Yan Chutian naturally would not give him the slightest bit of face. With a cold glare, he instantly spat out disdainfully, "Is there only one Chosen Son in the Northern Region who speaks so arrogantly?"
Yan Chutian's words were shocking. Not only were the northern region disciples shocked, but the elders were also slightly taken aback. Soon after, they revealed cold sneers. They obviously did not expect that Yan Chutian would be so arrogant and say such shocking words.
Therefore, the elders of the Northern Region couldn't help but look at Han Chen. They sneered and said, "Elder Han's disciple is really extraordinary. How dare he look down on our Holy Son?"
Hearing this, Han Chen felt helpless in his heart. He did not expect Yan Chutian to suddenly say such words. However, no matter what, Yan Chutian had brought glory to the Southern Mountain Range. Thus, Han Chen simply replied with a cold smile, supporting Yan Chutian.
"It's inevitable for young people to be frivolous. Moreover, compared to the Saints of the Northern Region, it's nothing …"
"Heh …"
The northern region's elder sneered and didn't say anything else. In his opinion, the moment Shilong defeated Yan Chutian would naturally be the moment the southern region lost all face. Let's see what kind of words the defeated Southern Region disciples could say at that time.
At the same time, Shilong, who was in the arena, was slightly stunned. Then, his eyes gradually narrowed and a cold sneer appeared on his face again. He sneered and said, "I'm really looking forward to seeing how you can still say such words when I step on you under my feet."
Before his voice died away, Shilong had already shot up. Majestic spiritual energy surged and a huge pressure suppressed Yan Chutian. The pressure of a Level Four Elixir cultivator could probably suppress many Level Two or even Level Three Elixir cultivators to the point that they couldn't move.
However, Yan Chutian was naturally not that kind of cultivator. Even though his cultivation had not broken through to Level Two Elixir, when the pressure came at him, his right foot stomped heavily on the ground, causing a huge wave of spiritual energy to violently collide with the pressure.
"Boom …!"
At the moment of the collision, amazing energy ripples spread out. However, this collision was obviously just a test. When the energy ripples spread out, muffled sounds of punches hitting flesh could be heard again. When the energy ripples subsided, everyone could see that in the center of the arena, there were two figures constantly bombarding each other with fists, palms, and legs. The muffled sounds came from this collision.
The two continued to exchange blows. During this process, many of the Southern Region disciples, who originally did not have any hope for Yan Chutian, could not help but gradually brighten up. This was because they were surprised to find that in this battle, Yan Chutian did not seem to show any signs of being defeated.
At the same time, the Northern Region disciples' expressions were a little unnatural because they did not see the scene where Shilong almost crushed Yan Chutian as they had expected. Instead, this scene was very similar to yesterday's battle between Yan Chutian and Jin Lan. The two were evenly matched, and then Yan Chutian won the battle.
Could it be that the scene from yesterday was going to be repeated today?
"Humph!"
This situation obviously made Shilong extremely angry. With a cold snort, he attacked more aggressively. As he raised his hand, a Spiritual Energy dragon suddenly appeared. It opened its huge mouth and tried to swallow Yan Chutian.
As the Spiritual Energy dragon attacked, Yan Chutian met it with his fists. However, this was naturally not an ordinary fist. The Second Grade Mysterious Yang Body was not simple!
"Bang …!"
The fist collided with the Spiritual Energy dragon. However, the seemingly powerful Spiritual Energy dragon was directly torn apart by Yan Chutian's fist. It turned into light spots and quickly dissipated.
Seeing that his attack had failed, Shilong became even more angry. He immediately made a seal, and the ground around his feet continued to ripple with Spiritual Energy. As the ripples spread, a huge Spiritual Energy hand slowly rose and then pressed down on Yan Chutian.
Seeing the huge hand pressing down, Yan Chutian's eyes narrowed slightly. He then raised his arm, and wisps of Mysterious Yang Qi continued to flow into his right arm. When the power was accumulated to a certain extent, it suddenly erupted.
"Mysterious Yang Hand!"
The seemingly thin palm suddenly burst out with an incomparably majestic power and collided with the Spiritual Energy giant hand.
"Boom boom …!"
The turbulent Spiritual Energy ripples crazily spread out, and the result of this collision was out of everyone's expectations. The two palm-sized forces collided, and the result was that the Spiritual Energy giant hand immediately collapsed. The seemingly thin palm carried an extremely terrifying power, and it went straight for Shilong.
This sudden situation not only shocked everyone, but also shocked Shilong. After all, he never thought that his attack would be defeated by his opponent.
However, as a top Holy Son, Shilong's reaction was naturally faster than ordinary people. He suddenly recovered and immediately urged the Spiritual Energy in his body. The Spiritual Energy surged out and turned into an armor that covered his body.
After condensing such a defense, Shilong was slightly relieved. He thought that with such a defense, he would no longer have to worry about his opponent's attack.
It was just that he would never have thought that when Yan Chutian struck out with the Profound Yang Hand, his body did not stop moving. Wisps of pure Profound Yang Qi rapidly poured into his right arm. Although it was the accumulation of Profound Yang Qi, it was different this time because what he was going to use this time was the Profound Yang Finger!
"Mysterious Yang Finger!"
Without any explanation, Yan Chutian suddenly roared. When his roar fell, the power that he had been accumulating for a long time burst out from his two fingertips, turning into two mysterious waves that rushed towards Shilong at an extremely fast speed.
"Bang!"
In everyone's eyes, the remaining power of the Mysterious Yang Hand was blocked by the Spiritual Energy defense around Shilong's body. However, immediately after, the inexplicable wave burst out and ruthlessly smashed on the Spiritual Energy armor. It actually immediately pierced through the armor and sent him flying.
When Shilong staggered and landed on the ground, his face was full of disbelief. How could he imagine that his defense would be broken through by his opponent? Just how fierce was that attack?
But the more shocked he was, the more shame he felt. He had just said that he would suppress the other party, but now he had become like this. How could it be that his words from before had become one big slap after another that resoundingly slapped his face?
"Damn it!"
Shilong gritted his teeth and roared. He suddenly raised his face and his eyes were full of blood-red color.
"Coiling Dragon Blood Tattoo!"
When his eyes were blood-red, the power of the Spiritual Tattoo had already been activated by Shilong. A coiling dragon pattern gradually condensed in his blood-red eyes, then projected between heaven and earth, releasing his Evil Qi to his heart's content.
He did not hesitate to use the power of the Spiritual Tattoo. It could only be said that the anger in Shilong's heart had reached a certain level. Otherwise, it would not be like this.
However, if it was a competition of the power of the Spiritual Tattoo, how could Yan Chutian be afraid? Seeing the dragon-shaped blood tattoo appear between heaven and earth, Yan Chutian also let out a breath. Then, the lines in his eyes became faintly discernible, gradually interweaving into a huge heavy sword.
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