2060 Qi
With a face full of disdain, Tong leaped onto the stage, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's. “
Are you really going to stand up for that trash? "You're really courting death..."
Ye Hang snorted coldly. He stretched out his hand and took out a long spear from the weapon rack below the stage with his true essence.
Compared to all the weapons, they were custom-made weapons from the clan.
"Your cultivation is two levels higher than mine, so don't be careless. Otherwise, if I defeat you, I'm afraid you won't have the face to go out and meet others." “
"Don't worry, what you said will never happen," Qi Tong said.
Ye Hang frowned, "What weapon are you using?"
"I don't need a weapon to deal with you." Qi Tong had a look of contempt on his face.
Ye Hang was so angry that he laughed, "Don't ask me to stop at the last minute and go get a weapon. You hurt our Ye Clan's brothers, I will definitely not show mercy!"
"You talk too much, hurry up and make your move." Qi Tong sneered.
Ye Hang's expression turned serious as he released a pale golden true essence from his body. With a tap of his feet, his long spear was like a flood dragon emerging from the sea, aiming straight for Qi Tong's vital points!
Golden true essence also surged from Tong's body, but compared to Ye Hang, his cultivation was even stronger!
After dodging the spear, Qi Tong grabbed the spear shaft with a backhand!
Ye Hang was stunned. He didn't expect Qi Tong to be so fast!? Furthermore, his strength was so great that he couldn't pull the spear away!? “
You only have the Flood Dragon Bloodline, and I am already a Raindragon. My cultivation and physical strength are all superior to yours, what do you have to fight me!? "
Qi Tong sneered, grabbed the spear, and slammed his palm towards Ye Hang's chest!
Ye Hang had an idea. He jumped up and dodged the palm. At the same time, he bent the spear!
Borrowing the metal reaction force from the spear's body, the spear violently broke free from Qi Tong's palm!
The spear spun in the air and was caught by Ye Hang in the air.
Qi Tong quickly dodged!
Ye Hang pressed forward step by step, his long spear like ten thousand cold stars, constantly thrusting!
"On the battlefield, cultivation and body do not mean everything! What does a reckless man like you know!?
"Seeing Ye Hang take the initiative on the stage and suppress Qi Tong, whose cultivation was higher than his, the Ye Clan members' eyes lit up and they cheered incessantly.
Hang's spear seemed to have grown a heavenly eye as it tracked Qi Tong, constantly pressing down, stabbing, slashing, and sweeping.
It seemed like an ordinary technique, but it was also the most effective method that had been tested on the battlefield.
Although Qitong had the advantage in cultivation, Ye Hang's cultivation was enough to break through his defense, forcing him to be busy dodging.
"Not bad. Looks like Hang 'er is improving rapidly in the army! Haha … "Ye Zhaoxuan stroked his beard and laughed in satisfaction.
Ye Huang Tu's face was filled with pride, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile. “
It seemed like Second Brother was really going to win! Second Brother, you can do it! Beat that bad guy Qitong down! "Ye Shuangqing also shouted excitedly.
Fan Xian, on the other hand, frowned and muttered in his heart, how could it be so easy?
At this moment, seeing that he was at the edge of the stage and was about to be knocked off the stage, Qitong's face darkened …
Ye! At least you have some ability! "
Qi Tong cursed angrily. Suddenly, as he retreated, he reached out from the weapon rack below!
"Clang!"
A five-foot-long regular dagger flew towards the stage with a sharp saber Qi!
When Ye Hang saw it, he realized that the dagger was flying towards him, so he could only lean back and dodge!
However, this gap allowed Qitong to do a somersault and jump back to the center of the stage, holding the dagger in his hand. “
I've underestimated you, but this is as far as you can go! "
After Qitong finished speaking, he waved the dagger in his hand, and a saber intent that looked like a fan instantly appeared!
The saber intent carried an incomparably ferocious power as it suddenly swept towards Ye Hang!
At this time, the pressure on Ye Hang suddenly increased. He could only roll around in a sorry state to dodge two attacks! “
Saber intent!? Qitong has comprehended saber intent!? "
"This kid actually hid it so deeply!?"
There were gasps of surprise from the crowd. This was the first time that a disciple had used a "concept" technique today.
Throughout the years of the Divine Dragon Competition, very few of these youths were able to comprehend a concept.
For example, there were many people in the world who could cook. They all used the same kitchen utensils and ingredients, but how many of them could become royal chefs?
There might be a slight difference in the taste, but in reality, it was like a heavenly chasm!
On the judges' stand, Great Elder Yao Xing narrowed his eyes and said, "Looking at the changes and power of this saber intent, it can be considered an Earth level saber intent. It's been a long time since the Qi family has produced such a young genius."
The other referees also nodded their heads, looking at Qitong in a new light.
At the same time, Qitong, who was wielding his saber, had completely grasped the initiative. He continuously brandished his saber at Ye Hang from a distance, not even needing to move.
He saw waves of fan-shaped saber formations flying out from all sorts of angles, like golden light spilling out from the ground!
In front of the saber intent, Ye Hang's true essence was completely unable to withstand it. He was like a spear against a cannon, unable to even get close to it! “
Haha! Haha … Ye, do you people from the Residence of Northern Marquis only know how to run away like rats?!
As Qi Tong brandished his blade, he mocked, "Didn't you say that you would avenge the trash of the Ye Family? With just this little bit of ability? "Why don't you attack!"
Hang was tired of dodging. When he thought about how he was going to lose the first round, and it was even to Qitong, he was very unwilling! “
"Damn it..."
Hang gritted his teeth, but he really couldn't find any hope. His cultivation and body were already inferior to his opponent's, and now that his battle skills were completely suppressed, he had no chance of winning!
"Hang'er!" That's enough! Hurry up and come down! "Ji Su became anxious and shouted from the other side. “
Hang'er! Don't try to be brave! "Ye Zhaoxuan, who was standing in the stands, also shouted.
Losing to an opponent like Qitong was actually not shameful.
Naturally, Hang also heard it. Although he was unwilling, he could only accept reality.
But just as Ye Hang was about to retreat, Qitong suddenly exploded!
With a burst of speed, Qitong closed the distance between them. With a slash, he directly slashed at the long spear that Ye Hang was blocking!
"Clang!"
The spear was cut in half by the saber intent!
Ye Hang knew that the situation was not good. Just as he was about to shout, he was ruthlessly kicked in the chest by Qitong! “
Ye Hang spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards!
Hang spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward!
Seeing that he was about to fly to the edge of the stage, Qitong rushed up again and kicked Ye Hang's arm from behind!
Bam! Ye Hang was kicked to the center of the stage again!
Hang let out a blood-curdling scream. His mouth was filled with blood, and his ribs and arms were broken!
The faces of the Ye Family members at the side immediately darkened. It was obvious that Ye Hang was about to admit defeat. This was simply revenge. Deliberately not letting Ye Hang admit defeat!?
"Trash! You still won't admit defeat!? You still won't admit defeat!? "Qitong, on the other hand, laughed sinisterly as he continuously kicked Ye Hang's body!
Hang screamed miserably on the ground. His eyes were about to spit fire. He originally wanted to admit defeat, but after being provoked like this, he gritted his teeth and refused to speak! “
Hang 'er! Hang 'er! Judge Elder!! Hurry up and tell them to stop! "Ji Susu cried loudly from the stands.
Huang Tu, Ye Zhaoxuan, and the others all had ashen faces, but they couldn't directly ask for help like the women.
The judging elder still followed the rules. Seeing that Ye Hang really couldn't get up again, he called for the match to stop.
"Qitong wins!"
The old man went up and gestured for Qitong to stop kicking.
Qitong clicked his tongue in boredom and glanced at Ye Hang with a cold smile. As he walked down the stage, he looked towards the Ye Clan members of the Northern Marquis Manor and smiled complacently.
However, there was nothing the clan could say, because this was the rule of the clan since ancient times. A loss was a loss, and even if they were humiliated, they could only admit it.
(Sanqi Chinese)
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