Not only did Pei Jun have a high grade spiritual root, but he was also a Martial Master.
For many Martial Disciples, this was like an insurmountable mountain because of the difference in cultivation level.
If it had been Li Qingyang, Xiao Zui Ji and the others, who were Martial Disciples, they would have been able to defeat Pei Jun. However, if they were to face Pei Jun, it would be extremely difficult for them to win.
Martial Masters were also known as the Spirit Manipulation Stage.
Martial Artists at this stage were already very good at using and controlling spiritual power.
And for a Martial Disciple to defeat a Martial Master, Jun Changxiao was probably the only one who could do it.
Yes, he defeated the fifth grade Martial Master Li Luoqiu.
However, he also relied on the Strength Increasing Talisman and did not have the support of this thing. In the end, he was captured and whipped.
Was it really that hard for a Martial Disciple to defeat a Martial Master?
For others, it was as hard as climbing the sky, but for Ye Xingchen, it was very easy!
"Bang!"
He took advantage of the moment when Pei Jun rushed over to his left side, condensed his spiritual power and punched his opponent's waist.
Fast, accurate, and ruthless!
Wang Donglin was shocked, "This kid is so fast!"
How could he not be fast?
This was something that the Night Thearch had racked his brains to recall. In his previous life, he had once cultivated a movement technique called the Crossing Dragon Steps.
Why did he think so hard?
Because in his previous life, Ye Xingchen practiced too many martial skills. After he became a Martial Emperor, he must have focused on the Holy and Divine Level, so he naturally ignored the lower level martial skills.
Crossing Dragon Steps was not very good.
But with Night Emperor's current cultivation level, he could use it to practice again.
As for the Holy and Divine Level martial skills, he had to rely on spiritual power. With his current cultivation level, he could not use them at all.
This showed us how powerful the Yi Jin Jing and Ling Jian's Divine Technique were. Low level martial artists could completely ignore the cultivation level and practice.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Pei Jun, who was hit, took a few steps back. His waist was numb, which slightly hindered the use of spiritual power in his meridians.
Ye Xingchen hit the area close to the Dantian. Although it was not as extreme as the Taiyang and Baihui acupoints, as long as it was injured, it would definitely affect the use of spiritual power.
An expert was indeed an expert.
As long as the opponent's cultivation level was not too high, with his previous life's martial arts experience coupled with a high-grade Spiritual Root, wouldn't it be easy for him to defeat a first-grade Martial Master?
Earlier, when Zhang Xuan had confidently declared that he would be able to deal with this matter himself, he wasn't joking around with his life.
This Emperor was once one of the Ten Great Martial Emperors.
As long as the cultivation of my Spiritual Roots increases, no one in this world can do anything to me!
"Trash."
Ye Xingchen arrogantly said, "Don't waste my time. Hurry up and attack."
Domineering aura leaked out!
Pei Jun's eyes flashed with anger.
To be looked down upon by a Martial Disciple, what dignity did a Martial Master have left?
"Shua!" He rushed over using his movement technique and immediately used the Roaring Tiger and Roaring Dragon Palm. In terms of strength and speed, it was obviously stronger than Xin Yongyang's!
When Li Qingyang faced this move, he chose to use brute force to resist it. Ye Xingchen's method was to use a mysterious movement technique to move between his palms.
After his Spiritual Root was upgraded to a high-grade Spiritual Root, the coordination between his soul and body had increased. With his sharp eyes, as long as he caught the opponent's movement, he could predict and dodge.
"This …" Wang Donglin's eyes widened.
It was unbelievable that a Martial Disciple could dodge to such an extreme extent!
Pei Jun, who used the Roaring Tiger and Roaring Dragon Palm, was shocked. No matter how frequently he changed his moves, no matter how tricky the angle was, the opponent could easily dodge. After dozens of moves, he couldn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes!
A blow.
A heavy blow!
"This disciple is really strong!"
"Judging from his movement technique, he doesn't seem like a Martial Disciple!"
"No wonder he came out so late. Iron Bone has an even better disciple!"
All the big shots were amazed.
Gold would always shine.
Ye Xingchen, whose Spiritual Root and cultivation level had increased, used his strength to prove that he was worthy of the title of Night Emperor in his previous life.
"This guy is really something." Jun Changxiao was also very surprised.
He let Ye Xingchen be the second last to come out because he might have practiced a mental cultivation method above the divine grade. However, he didn't expect his movement technique and judgment to be so excellent.
"Swish swish!"
In the battle area, palm strikes were continuously performed. The roaring of the tiger and the roaring of the dragon continued.
The more Pei Jun fought, the more exhausted he became. Because his opponent seemed to have seen through his every move and dodged perfectly.
"Kid."
Ye Xingchen dodged his attack and stood beside him. He said calmly, "Are you desperate?"
Desperate!
"Bang —"
Night Emperor gathered his spiritual energy again and punched the side of Pei Jun's waist. It was the same old position!
"Thump thump thump!" Pei Jun took a few steps back. His face was twisted. Because of his injury, it was difficult for him to gather spiritual energy in his meridians.
Qin Haoran was stunned.
After a while, he lost his mind and roared again, "You can't lose this battle. You must win for me!"
At this moment, Ye Xingchen appeared in front of Pei Jun.
"Bang! Bang! "
Exploding Fist was performed. His strength exceeded twenty thousand kilograms and hit the same position on his opponent's chest.
Because the punch was too fast, Pei Jun didn't have time to retreat. He took more than ten punches and staggered back. A mouthful of blood flowed from his throat.
"It's over."
Many martial artists were guessing.
However, Ye Xingchen didn't stop there. He followed up with the Crossing Dragon and performed another Exploding Fist.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
After another round of bombardment, Pei Jun finally fell to the ground. His face was extremely pale. Obviously, he had suffered serious internal injuries!
"Swish!"
Ye Xingchen stepped on his face and tilted his head to look at Qin Haoran. With a cold gaze, he said, "Win? He's not qualified. "
What was arrogance?
Stepping on the beloved disciple of the Patriarch in front of him was arrogance!
First, Xiao Ziji smashed the plaque. Then, Ye Xingchen stepped on the face of the strongest disciple. Today, the dignity of Vast Spirit Sect was completely lost!
Qin Haoran clenched his fists. His eyes turned red. Obviously, he was extremely angry.
The disciples of Vast Spirit Sect were also glaring at him!
"Tsk."
Ye Xingchen kicked the seriously injured Pei Jun out of the arena. He said disdainfully, "A bunch of trash."
At this point, Iron Bone won again!
The score was six to zero.
Even if the first four matches didn't count, Vast Spirit Sect still lost!
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao spread his hands and said, "Alliance Master Qin, I said before that there's no need to fight anymore. Now, not only did we lose two matches, but we also lost ten million taels."
"Puff!"
Qin Haoran spat out blood again.
This time, Iron Bone came to fight. Not only did Vast Spirit Sect lose, but they also lost their dignity. It was extremely tragic.
When the martial artists expressed their sympathy, they also looked at Iron Bone in a new light.
Wang Donglin walked forward and said, "Iron Bone won two of the last three matches. In my opinion, there's no need to fight anymore. Let's honor the bet and end it here."
"No, no."
Jun Changxiao said, "Since it's the rule of the martial world, Alliance Master Qin wants to finish all seven matches."
As he said that, he waved his hand and said, "Qianqian, come on."
Lu Qianqian didn't say anything and walked out.
Qin Haoran, who was furious, saw that the opponent was a woman. He said hatefully, "He Ren, fight!"
"Yes."
The one called He Ren walked out.
He had a middle-grade spiritual root, and his cultivation was only an eighth-grade martial disciple.
It couldn't be helped. Vast Spirit Sect's ninth-grade martial disciple and upper-grade spiritual root disciple both fought, and they were all defeated.
"They sent a woman for the last match. Are they deliberately humiliating Vast Spirit Sect?"
"Vast Spirit Sect is furious. If this girl's strength isn't good enough, she'll definitely be beaten up."
Everyone was obviously overthinking.
Because when the referee announced the start of the match, it was already over.
"Pfft —"
The small fists formed by spiritual power ravaged like a storm. The personal disciple called He Ren fell to the ground and vomited blood!
Among the seven matches, this match was the fastest!
All the martial artists' eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
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