Cui Zhirong was flustered by Yang Qingxuan's ever-changing Xingyi Fist. Although he was not at a disadvantage, he felt that he had lost all his face.
The crazed shouts and curses below the stage entered his ears. When he thought that You Ye might be watching the battle from the VIP room, he became even more furious. He roared, "Go to hell!"
With a whoosh, he slapped his hands above his head. A burst of power appeared in an arc and spread out.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed with a golden light. He saw a strange power appear three feet in front of Cui Zhirong, like a swamp.
He was shocked, "Could this be his Martial Spirit? It looks extremely strange. "
He did not dare to be careless. He used the Monkey Form, and his body swayed in the air, dodging the strange power.
"What?!"
Cui Zhirong was shocked. His eyes turned dark as he shouted, "You want to dodge? I'll make sure you have no way to escape! " He immediately rushed forward, and the Martial Spirit's power spread out like mud and water, radiating forward.
Yang Qingxuan was forced to the edge of the stage, and there was nowhere to hide. He was sucked in by the strange power, as if he was in a swamp, and was about to sink into the strange power! He was extremely shocked.
"Hahaha, a trash without a Martial Spirit wants to fight with me. Once you're hit by my 'Mud and Water', unless your cultivation is higher than mine, you can forget about escaping!"
Cui Zhirong laughed wildly, and his face was filled with ferocious killing intent. After fighting with Yang Qingxuan for so long, he had almost exhausted all of his patience. Irritated emotions surged in his body, and he shouted, "Die!"
He jumped up and used his palm as a knife, slashing through the air.
Yang Qingxuan's heart was filled with terror, he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to exert his strength. Cui Zhirong's horrifying hand blade was about to strike him, he immediately channeled his True Skill and two Qi of Fiery Yang circulated in his body!
Suddenly, a bright red flame appeared on his right hand, and condensed into a flaming Yang Qi!
"What?!"
Cui Zhirong's heart trembled, as if he could feel the terror of the flaming Yang Qi. His face darkened, and he shouted, "You want to turn the tables? Dream on! Go to hell! "He increased the strength in his hand.
Yang Qingxuan's face was similarly gloomy, and he said coldly, "One is not enough, give me another!"
Yang Qingxuan drew a circle in front of him with his left hand while his right hand circled around. A second Scorching Sun suddenly appeared. The two suns intertwined and a terrifying aura revolved around Yang Qingxuan's body. It actually repelled the Martial Spirit's "Dragging Mud and Water" power!
Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He immediately struck out with his palm and shouted, "Double Yang Hun!"
Two blazing suns soared into the sky and transformed into Golden Crows and Fire Birds. They whistled through the air and flew upwards!
"What?!"
The entire stadium was shocked. More than half of the audience stood up with their eyes wide open.
Inside the twenty VIP rooms, the rich and powerful disciples all rushed to the glass wall. You Ye and Mr. Jin were equally shocked. Their eyes widened as they stared at the Dual Yang Phenomenon!
"Profound Ranked Martial Skill! This is a Profound Tier martial skill! "
You Ye cried out in shock, "Mr. Jin, is this a Profound Tier martial skill?!"
Mr. Jin's expression also changed greatly. He only recovered after a while and said in a low voice, "That's right, it is a Profound Tier martial skill! Furthermore, this person's mastery of Profound Tier martial skills is not below Young Master's. "
You Ye was stunned. His well-defined face seemed to be in a daze.
Following the appearance of the Dual Yang Phenomenon, the entire arena's atmosphere instantly rose to the extreme.
"Boom!"
The Six Yang Palm struck Cui Zhirong's hand blade. A powerful force exploded, and both of them were shaken.
Cui Zhirong was hit by the heat wave, and his clothes instantly turned into ashes. Moreover, his skin was burned, and a burning pain spread throughout his body.
Yang Qingxuan, on the other hand, was in a much better state. A powerful force covered the surface of his skin and blocked all the impact. He only felt a tightness in his chest, and blood rushed up to his throat, but he swallowed it back down.
Mr. Jin's pupils constricted as he stood in the VIP room. He said in a low voice, "The power of the Prajna Dragon Elephant! Body Tempering Stage Ten Perfection! It's actually Qi Refinement and Body Tempering Stage Ten Perfection! "
You Ye was also shocked. When he saw Yang Qingxuan use the Profound Tier martial skill, he regretted sending Cui Zhirong up. He wanted to send a voice transmission to Cui Zhirong to admit defeat, but he didn't expect Yang Qingxuan to gain the upper hand with just one move!
You Ye said in shock, "Mr. Jin, is Body Tempering so powerful?"
Mr. Jin said, "Of course, a Body Tempering Stage Ten Perfection won't be able to defeat Cui Zhirong. However, Yang Qingxuan has both Body Tempering and Qi Refinement. Furthermore, with the Profound Tier martial skill, I also thought that he was too greedy. Now that I think about it, perhaps he entered the door of Body Tempering to cultivate the Profound Tier martial skill. "
You Ye's heart trembled, and his face was filled with joy. He said, "Then can I also cultivate the Eight Direction Dragon Battle through Body Tempering?"
Mr. Jin said in a low voice, "That's hard to say. Everyone's talent is different, and every martial skill is different. Moreover, very few people know about the Dao of Body Tempering. "
You Ye nodded and said, "That's true. However, Yang Qingxuan's condition can at least provide us with a reference. If there's a chance in the future, I'll go ask Elder Lu Jiangpeng for guidance. "
After saying that, the two of them quieted down and stared at the arena without blinking.
After Cui Zhirong was pushed back by the Six Solar Palms, he was at a disadvantage. Mockery came from all directions, and countless curses and shouts caused his body to tremble and his face to change shape.
"You, a trash in the Qi Martial Realm, want to defeat me? Impossible, impossible!"
Cui Zhirong roared, and the light of his Martial Spirit bloomed, forming five rays of light in the air. It was a five-ringed Martial Spirit, and the strange power spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Cui Zhirong's body also exploded, and with an extremely domineering Chop Fist, he punched through the air. It was a move that didn't care about his life, and it was like a mad bull charging forward!
He had indeed gone crazy. The enormous anger and shame made him recklessly charge towards Yang Qingxuan. He wanted to smash Yang Qingxuan, tear him to pieces, and trample him to vent the hatred in his heart!
An invincible existence in the early stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, using all of his strength to madly attack, in addition to the strange characteristics of his Martial Spirit, not only the arena, even the audience felt an extremely strong pressure. They all turned pale with fright.
Many people directly left their seats and ran towards the back, afraid that they would be affected.
"Qi Martial Realm, you should act like a Qi Martial Realm. You should be begging for mercy under my shoes, crying. That is your fate!"
Cui Zhirong turned into a ray of light and flew over. Within the ray of light, his eyes were as red as blood, and his face was as malevolent as a ghost.
That terrifying power blew Yang Qingxuan back a few steps, and only then did he stabilize his body. His face was calm, and in the midst of this storm, he quietly looked forward.
"Fate, is something that you fight for yourself, and not something that is given to you by others."
He calmly said. The Sun Flame True Qi in his body rushed out and turned into a blazing sun in the center of his palm. One, two, three!
"Three Suns Chasing Sun!"
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