Li Qingyang was good at both offense and defense, and he had the Strength Increasing Talisman. How could the fourth-rank Wuzong win?
If his defense was also strong, he could continue to wear him down.
But he didn't have the Forging Room or the Experience Tower to temper himself. So as long as he was hit, he would definitely be unlucky.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Li Qingyang used the Cloud Treading Steps and went behind the evil master. He punched out with both fists and pushed him back again.
"End the battle quickly." Jun Changxiao transmitted.
"Yes."
Upon receiving the order, Li Qingyang took advantage of the opportunity to pursue and attack!
Bang bang bang!
Mountain Splitting Palm and Exploding Fist were used one after another, directly knocking the evil master off the stage and falling next to Wan Xiuxian.
"…"
Everyone's mouth twitched.
Iron Bone disciples were really fierce.
Torturing a third-rank or fourth-rank Wuzong was like playing!
"Sect Master."
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao heard a voice. "I'm back."
Who was back?
Ye Xingchen!
This guy slipped down the mountain to train first. He was in the mood to kill ferocious beasts when he suddenly received the Drizzle Hall's message. Knowing that twenty evil sects were attacking the sect, he hurried over.
Of course.
Night Emperor didn't think it was because he cared about Iron Bone.
He just thought that such a carefree place to train must not be destroyed.
In short.
With Ye Xingchen's personality, he would never admit that he had feelings for Iron Bone.
This kind of feeling was slowly built up through cultivation and contact with fellow sect members. Although it was still very weak, it really existed!
"You came just in time."
Jun Changxiao said, "Fight on stage later."
As he spoke, he walked up the stage and said, "Please send someone to fight in the fifth round."
Elder Zhan's eyes were gloomy. He said, "Is there anyone else willing to fight?"
He could see it.
This Iron Bone disciple was strong, so he dared to fight ten rounds.
But he didn't believe that he could win ten rounds in a row without losing one!
"This old man will do it!"
A hunchbacked old man stepped forward.
He was the strongest of the twelve Wuzongs, and his cultivation was the highest. He had already reached the peak of Wuzong.
The System said, [Intermediate Level Peak Wuzong, Strength around 260,000 Jin.]
"Xingchen."
Jun Changxiao said, "Let's go."
"Ta."
Ye Xingchen, who had just returned and was standing with his fellow disciples, stepped forward and looked at the old man who looked to be around 67 years old with disdain.
This person was almost two hundred years old, and he was only at the peak of Wuzong. His talent must be average, and it would be difficult for him to break through to Martial King in this lifetime.
Martial Cultivators with ordinary aptitude could reach Wuzong through hard work. However, that was the limit. There was almost no hope for them to become a Martial King.
Nothing was absolute.
Some people might be able to break through with the help of heavenly treasures or some kind of irreplicable opportunity.
But there were very few of them.
Therefore, in the Martial King level, there was basically no ordinary or intermediate level. As long as one could enter it, they had to start from the advanced level.
Standing in the middle of the Life and Death Ring, Ye Xingchen said indifferently, "Trash."
"…"
Everyone's mouth twitched.
He dared to say that a peak of Wuzong was trash. This guy seemed to be even more arrogant than the previous two disciples.
The evil sect master's eyes were cold. He said, "Today, this old man will obliterate you, and let the Iron Bone all commit suicide in front of everyone!"
"Old man."
Ye Xingchen said indifferently, "Stop dreaming."
Although he said that, he secretly crushed the Strength Increasing Talisman.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
A strong force spread out from his body, shocking him. He was secretly shocked. "It's just a talisman, and it gave me so much power. How terrifying!"
It was only twice.
If Night Emperor used five times, or even ten times, he would be shocked to the point of doubting his life.
To be honest.
If Ye Xingchen had eaten some kind of pill, he could still understand.
However, a piece of yellow paper gave him twice the power. It definitely subverted his understanding of martial arts!
This must be a talisman from the upper realm that was strengthened by some kind of Dao technique!
"Begin!" Jun Changxiao said.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Xingchen, whose strength had increased, could not wait to make the first move!
"Whoosh whoosh!"
He used the Rupturing Fist, and a gust of wind swept up!
The strength of his attack directly hit 250,000 pounds!
Peak of Wuzong saw this and his expression changed. He instinctively chose to dodge.
If it was Li Qingyang or Xiao Ziji, he could definitely dodge. However, he was facing Ye Xingchen, a former Martial Emperor!
Dodge?
He hid behind his fist!
Bang — — —
Ye Xingchen's fist, which seemed to have no blind spots, directly hit the evil sect master's face. Not only was his head knocked to the side, two bloody front teeth flew out.
"Hiss!"
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air!
This kind of punching style of hitting half of the opponent's face with one punch was simply too valiant!
"Thump thump thump!"
Peak of Wuzong staggered back. The left side of his face was red and swollen.
"Swoosh!"
Ye Xingchen appeared on the other side and used the Mountain Splitting Palm to hit the other half of his face.
Two moves were over.
Peak of Wuzong's face was swollen like a pig's head. He looked very miserable.
This was just the beginning. What awaited him was Ye Xingchen's storm-like destruction!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the Life and Death Arena, Peak of Wuzong was like a spinning top. He was constantly being tortured.
In the end, Sect Leader Jun could not stand it anymore. He said telepathically, "Don't torture him to death. Quickly get off the arena and end the battle."
Ye Xingchen, who wanted to continue, could only punch Peak of Wuzong off the arena.
Once again, he felt the double strength brought by the Strength Increasing Talisman. He could not calm down. "This talisman is too magical!"
… …
Xiao Ziji's recklessness, Li Qingyang's steadiness.
And Ye Xingchen's attack just now could be called tyrannical.
Three disciples went out and won three rounds. This made all the martial artists realize that the Iron Bone Sect was really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. They could not be underestimated!
"Continue fighting!" Elder Zhan said in a low voice.
Therefore, another evil sect expert took the initiative to fight.
Jun Changxiao would decide which disciple to fight based on the opponent's strength.
In the sixth round, Su Xiaomo used his speed and double strength to kick a mid-stage Eighth Stage Wuzong around the arena.
In the seventh round, a sword cultivator, Zhou Hong, came out. The two of them talked for a long time and finished the battle easily with the Linear Speed Technique.
In the eighth round, Li Fei came out. His opponent was only a mid-stage Seventh Stage Wuzong. It was easy for him to defeat him.
In the ninth round, Tian Qi had an even easier time because his opponent was only a mid-stage Fifth Stage Wuzong.
In just twenty minutes, they fought four rounds.
All of them were solid and not weak at all!
"Unbelievable!"
"The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect are too strong!"
"Martial Masters are fighting Wuzong like it's a game. Are they even human?"
Many martial artists broke down.
However, the martial artists of the Azure Sun County were more worried.
They had to win nine out of ten rounds of life and death battles. They had to win nine rounds and not drop the ball in the last round!
The evil sect of the Huayang County sent out their last contestant. He was a high-stage Third Stage Wuzong. His strength was on par with Wan Xiuxian.
Jun Changxiao also sent out his last disciple.
Who?
Lu Qianqian!
"Letting a woman fight the last round?"
"Isn't this too reckless?"
"If they lose, the leader of the Iron Bone Sect and his disciples will have to kill themselves!"
The martial artists of the Azure Sun County broke down when they saw Lu Qianqian walking up the Life and Death Ring.
However, only Xie Guangkun, Ai Shangyao, and the others were calm.
They had seen Lu Qianqian fight in the Sacred Spring Sect and knew that she was a rare ice-type martial artist. Her strength was also very strong and was definitely not weaker than Li Qingyang and Ye Xingchen!
It was settled.
With the eldest disciple as the finale, winning all ten rounds was not a problem.
Xie Guangkun and Ai Shangyao's tense faces finally showed a smile.
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