"Impossible!"
Suddenly, a scream came out from the yellow smoke. It was Shu Wulang's scream. In just a few breaths, the poisonous gas that burst out of his body was burned away by the flame. Nothing was left.
The trump card that it was so proud of was completely useless in front of this human.
"My Precelestial Poison Bomb is a trump card refined from one hundred and eight different poisons in the world. It took the Weasel Clan forty-nine days to refine and refine it."
Shu Wulang stared at Xia Ping and said, "Ordinary flames have no effect on my Innate Poison Qi Bomb, let alone completely incinerate it."
"What kind of Fire Qigong did you cultivate?!"
It was well aware that ordinary flame energy arts wouldn't be able to incinerate its preheaven toxic energy bullets, much less nullify its trump card.
"Go ask your father!"
Xia Ping's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
His Pure Yang Immortal Incantation was running inside his body. His Qigong vibrated, and his tyrannical True Yuan rose up. The flames in the air were distorted.
No Slap Palm!
Immediately, he slapped out with his palm. His right palm was imbued with powerful Inner Qi. It tore through the air like a roaring dragon, producing an incomparably ferocious power.
"Damn it!"
Shu Wulang felt a deadly threat. He quickly circulated his Demon Qi and set up more than a dozen layers of Zhen Yuan in front of him. These layers of Zhen Yuan were like turtles.
This was the Demon Clan's defensive Qigong – Black Tortoise Vacuum Art!
It was a Demon Clan's Qigong that imitated the Turtle Clan's defensive bloodline talent. Once it was used, it could resist an attack that was stronger than the user's own.
Dong!
In the blink of an eye, a palm slapped on Shu Wulang's Qi Shield.
"Haha, it's useless. My Black Tortoise Vacuum Art is one of the best defensive Qigong in the world. Even if your strength is unparalleled, you can't penetrate my defense … Fuck, what's going on?"
Shu Wulang didn't wait for Shu Wulang to finish his complacency. He felt that the palm had hit his True Yuan shield, and the air immediately vibrated for thousands of times, containing the power of the strongest and fiercest.
It was like being hit by a violent rhinoceros. In a flash, more than ten layers of True Yuan Qigong were smashed. The airflow spread in all directions.
"Ah!"
Immediately, Shu Wulang couldn't help but let out a shrill scream. His chest was hit by Xia Ping's palm, and a solid palm print immediately appeared.
It flew backward for hundreds of meters before finally smashing into a concrete wall of the training ground. It immediately sank deep into the wall, cracking it and sending rubble flying in all directions.
"Pu!" It couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood. Its internal organs were heavily injured, and even more than a dozen bones in its body were broken. It was an extremely miserable sight.
"Lost, Shu Goro really lost."
"Since I said three moves, I'll do it. You're really not being careless. If I miss even one move, I'll be angry with you."
"Shu Wulang lost so miserably. He was simply suppressed and beaten like a dog."
"Even the famous defensive qigong of the Demonfolk, the Mystic Tortoise True Void Incantation, can't block it. This Xia Ping's palm strength is astonishing.
Even the legendary Dragon Subduing Palm is nothing more than this. "
"Haha, it's really fun. Before, it was arrogant and domineering, saying that Yanhuang University has no one, but now it's beaten to such a state. I want to see what it can say later."
"What else can it say? It can be arrogant if it wins, but it can't be stubborn if it loses."
"The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit!"
"This Xia Ping is simply abnormal. It hasn't been long since he became an elite student, but now he has such a level of strength."
Many elite students watched the result of the battle, and all of them were stunned. They didn't expect that Xia Ping could really defeat Shu Wulang, and it was an overwhelming victory.
Even the students who were most optimistic about Xia Ping didn't expect such a thing to happen.
"This bastard!"
A group of demon geniuses' faces were also gloomy, and they couldn't help but clench their fists. Shu Wulang was defeated, which was far beyond their expectations. It was completely different from their previous plan.
And the strength of this human, Xia Ping, was a little beyond their imagination.
"What bullsh * t Black Tortoise Vacuum Technique, it's a powerful defensive Qigong. Now it seems that it's simply fragile, and it can be broken with one palm."
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Shu Wulang who was beaten down.
"Shu Wulang, what else do you have to say? You're not good at learning, and you want to challenge others? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at? Now do you know how big this world is? Remember, when you meet me in the future, remember to be humble, and also bow respectfully, three times and nine times. "
He looked at Shu Wulang with contempt.
"You!"
Shu Wulang was so angry that his face turned red, just like a cooked bun. After being scolded by Xia Ping, he felt like he had been slapped a dozen times in a row, and his face was now burning with pain.
Before, he was still arrogant, and in front of everyone, he said that Xia Ping could not withstand a single blow, and he could be easily defeated.
But now, he used all his skills, and even used his trump card, but he was still not the opponent of this human. He was beaten down by one palm, and fell to the ground, unable to move.
For the arrogant Shu Wulang, this was simply an indelible shame!
"You what you? Are you still not convinced, and you want me to continue to give you pointers?" Xia Ping squinted at him, "If you have the guts, stand up now, this time I will let you use both of my hands."
Stand up my ass!
Shu Wulang was so angry that his head was a little dizzy. Now, he was seriously injured by Xia Ping, and his internal organs were severely damaged. How could he have the strength to stand up, and even the strength to speak?
But this guy said that if he had the guts, he would stand up and let him use both of his hands. It was clear that he was humiliating him in public.
Shu Wulang, the descendant of a king, was despised by human beings to this extent. If there was a hole in the ground, he simply could not wait to bury himself in it and never come out.
"Why don't you stand up? Weren't you very eloquent before?" Xia Ping shouted, "You said that you want to find a human warrior to give you some pointers, and now I am here, pointing out some of your shortcomings."
"Or you said that if you lose, you should call me father, now I want to hear it."
He looked at Shu Wulang.
"Xia Ping!"
Shu Wulang shouted, and he could no longer stand it. His lungs were about to explode because of this bastard's words, and he could no longer suppress the tumbling blood in his body. With a puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the ground was dyed red.
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