Gao Zhengyang's arrogant words made He Feiyu a little unhappy. But she also hoped that Gao Zhengyang could win, so it was not good for her to say anything to hurt him.
Moreover, the leaping white figure had already arrived.
He Feiyu did not dare to get too close to the white figure, so he hurriedly flapped his wings and flew into the sky.
The leaping white figure suddenly stopped, and stood still on another tree a few feet away.
"He Feiyu, you're still so timid! How are you going to compete with me? "
The white figure sneered. The branch he was standing on was only as thick as a child's wrist. He stood on it and moved up and down with the branch, as if he was glued to it, unusually relaxed.
This person was dressed in a white warrior's attire and wore bright silver armor. He carried two swords on his back and stood on the branch, facing the wind, naturally giving off a carefree and unrestrained feeling.
He Feiyu said proudly, "Bai Xinyuan, defeat him first, then come and talk to me."
Bai Xinyuan looked at Gao Zhengyang and asked with some doubt, "This human, did you find a helper?"
He had actually seen Gao Zhengyang a long time ago and only thought that it was He Feiyu's entourage or something. He did not expect it to be a helper she called.
As an upper-level barbarian, Bai Xinyuan had contempt for humans from the bottom of his heart. When he mentioned Gao Zhengyang, his tone was naturally somewhat contemptuous.
"Let's see what this human is capable of?"
Bai Xinyuan said and jumped down from the branch. But in mid-air, he suddenly stretched out his foot and tapped on the tree trunk, slowing down his fall.
He took a few more steps on the tree trunk and calmly walked in front of Gao Zhengyang.
Although Bai Xinyuan was arrogant, he was astute and experienced.
After all, he was only a rank 4 warrior and it was difficult for him to change positions in mid-air. He would never jump down directly and put himself in danger.
Moreover, since He Feiyu dared to look for him as a helper, he was definitely not weak.
Bai Xinyuan landed on the ground. Only then did he realize that Gao Zhengyang was unexpectedly tall, at least a head taller than him.
The White Ape Clan was naturally agile and nimble. Their bodies were thin and short. Bai Xinyuan had seen many races that were taller than him, so he didn't really care about his size.
However, this human was tall but not thick. He was strong but not muscular. Naked. His face, neck, and wrists were exposed. His bronze-colored skin was tight and smooth, and there seemed to be a layer of subtle but warm luster.
Bai Xinyuan's eyes revealed a hint of vigilance. The reason why there was such a phenomenon was because the muscles were too tight and there were no pores at all. In the outer sect, there was a special name for it: Subduing the White Tiger.
To be able to reach this level meant that one's external cross training had reached the pinnacle.
Bai Xinyuan was a little confused. From the fluctuations of the other party's aura, it seemed that he was only at the Second Order. There was too much of a difference.
Although external cross training focused more on the tempering of the body, without the support of the corresponding acupoints, how could it be practiced to the pinnacle level?
For a moment, Bai Xinyuan almost thought that he was seeing things. He couldn't help but look carefully again, and his expression became more and more serious.
Gao Zhengyang, who was opposite him, stood there casually, holding a sheathed long sword in his hand. No matter how Bai Xinyuan looked at him, he was always in a natural and relaxed state.
This was not pretending to be relaxed, but from the mind to the body. But the more he felt, the more he could feel a kind of artistic conception from him.
Like an old pine tree, its branches and leaves swayed with the wind, but its roots were deeply rooted in the ground. No matter how the branches and leaves swayed, they would not move at all.
After just a few glances, the contempt in Bai Xinyuan's heart was swept away. It was obvious that this was a true expert.
Strength was divided by strength, not race.
Bai Xinyuan politely cupped his hands and greeted, "I am Bai Xinyuan of the White Ape Clan. How should I address you?
"Tielin Sect Gao Zhengyang."
Gao Zhengyang also cupped his hands and returned the greeting. As a Martial Arts Grandmaster of his generation, no matter how carefree he usually was, when he was formal, he still had the bearing of a Grandmaster.
Something like bearing could not be touched or seen, but it could be truly felt.
He Feiyu, who was standing above, had a clear feeling that when both sides greeted each other, although Bai Xinyuan was full of vigor, he was not as good as Gao Zhengyang. But He Feiyu couldn't tell why.
Not only He Feiyu had this feeling, but Bai Xinyuan also felt it. Gao Zhengyang, who was opposite him, made him feel more pressure.
Bai Xinyuan became more cautious. He backhandedly pulled out the two swords on his back, crossed them in front of his chest, and put on the sword style of White Ape Offering Fruit. He said, "Please."
The so-called White Ape Offering Fruit was originally meant to show politeness and modesty, and eventually evolved into a ceremonial sword style.
Gao Zhengyang stuck the cold flame sword in his hand into the ground, "I won't use the sword, please."
Bai Xinyuan was a little unhappy that his opponent didn't use the sword. But he didn't say anything. In a battle, everyone should display their abilities. It was none of his business what his opponent wanted to use.
Bai Xinyuan stopped being polite. He jumped up and stabbed Gao Zhengyang with his two swords, one above and one below.
The White Ape Clan was born light and agile, and the White Ape Sword focused more on speed and changes. Bai Xinyuan was extraordinarily talented, and he practiced the Secret Sword of the White Ape, which was a double sword style.
The Secret Sword of the White Ape was fast to begin with. Bai Xinyuan stabbed with both swords at the same time. It looked fierce, but before the swords reached their target, Bai Xinyuan turned his wrists and shook them. The two swords turned into a silver sword light, making it difficult to tell which was real and which was fake.
This was not a trick to confuse the opponent. It was Bai Xinyuan performing the Secret Sword of the White Ape, stabbing continuously in an instant.
It all depended on how Gao Zhengyang would react. As long as he revealed a flaw, Bai Xinyuan could take advantage of it and pierce a dozen holes on Gao Zhengyang's body in the blink of an eye.
To Bai Xinyuan's surprise, Gao Zhengyang didn't even try to parry or evade. Instead, he clenched his hands, which looked like fists and claws at the same time. He raised them up fiercely, like a tiger pouncing on its prey, and directly pounced on him.
Bai Xinyuan didn't care what Gao Zhengyang thought. Since it was a battle, he wouldn't be polite.
The two stabbing swords became real and pierced towards Gao Zhengyang's abdomen.
At this position, Gao Zhengyang could block it, but Bai Xinyuan was confident that with a twist of the two swords, he would be able to break Gao Zhengyang's hands.
Even a Heaven Rank expert would have to rely on external objects to use weapons and armor, let alone a low-level martial artist.
Bai Xinyuan's two swords were third rank swords made of Darksteel. No matter how strong Gao Zhengyang was, he wouldn't be able to block a full force strike from him.
Ever since Gao Zhengyang put down his swords, Bai Xinyuan felt that he would definitely win.
Just as the two swords were about to succeed, Bai Xinyuan suddenly felt a sense of danger.
This was the intuition of the Inner Ape Martial Spirit that originated from the depths of the Shen Palace. Bai Xinyuan didn't hesitate to pull out his swords and retreat.
His swordsmanship was superb, and he would always hold back 30% of his strength when he wielded his swords. At this moment, if he wanted to retreat, he would retreat without any obstruction. Moreover, his White Ape Movement Technique was even more agile. With a turn of his body, he circled to the left of Gao Zhengyang.
But no matter how fast Bai Xinyuan looked, he wasn't as fast as the speed of sound.
Gao Zhengyang had been accumulating power for a long time. How could he let him retreat so easily? He suddenly opened his mouth and roared.
"Roar!"
This roar was like the roar of a tiger in the forest. It was the Mountain Shaking Roar of the kitten. Gao Zhengyang had comprehended the White Tiger Martial Spirit. Although his vitality was insufficient, he had completely grasped the domineering and mighty aura of the White Tiger.
Gao Zhengyang's body had titanium alloy. This allowed his internal organs to bear a huge load.
This roar was actually a bit more tyrannical than the Mountain Shaking Roar of the kitten.
When the roar came out, it was like a bomb that had suddenly exploded. The substantial power of the sound wave shattered the snow and branches within a radius of ten feet.
Bai Xinyuan was very quick-witted. Before Gao Zhengyang's mouth could fully open, he had already turned his ears upside down and covered his ears. He avoided the possibility of losing his hearing.
But even so, he didn't feel good. It was as if his head had been smashed by a hammer. His head buzzed and his vision turned black. His entire body went limp uncontrollably.
Even He Feiyu, who was standing at a high place, was affected by the roar. Although she was a rank 4 warrior, her body was far less strong than Bai Xinyuan's.
Fortunately, the Martial Spirit reacted in time. She protected her seven orifices and was knocked out by the roar. However, her legs were trembling, her head was heavy, and her feet were light. She almost fell from the tree.
He Feiyu hurriedly held onto the tree trunk to stabilize her body. She was shocked. Gao Zhengyang actually knew this move.
She had seen the kitten use it before. Often, rank 3 demonic beasts could be roared to death. But Gao Zhengyang seemed to be more powerful.
Looking down, countless flying snow and debris were flying. She could barely see two figures moving quickly.
The sound of energy surging out from inside was like a series of continuous explosions, like a continuous thunderclap.
He Feiyu knew that it was Gao Zhengyang who was attacking. Bai Xinyuan's sword roar was not like this.
He Feiyu's delicate face couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression. She knew that Gao Zhengyang was powerful. He was extremely well-trained and his strength was even more tyrannical.
But when she saw Gao Zhengyang's battle, she realized that she had underestimated him.
Bai Xinyuan was known as the rare genius of the White Ape Clan in a hundred years. His Heart Ape Martial Spirit was extremely agile. Coupled with the Secret Sword of the White Ape, he had never met a match among his peers.
But when he met Gao Zhengyang, he was beaten to the point that he couldn't fight back.
He Feiyu was thinking when he saw Bai Xinyuan's figure flash and jump out.
But before Bai Xinyuan's feet landed, Gao Zhengyang had already rushed out. His hands were like tiger claws, fiercely clawing at Bai Xinyuan's chest.
Just with that power, He Feiyu believed that Gao Zhengyang could definitely dig a big hole in Bai Xinyuan's chest.
Bai Xinyuan's face changed dramatically. He didn't expect Gao Zhengyang to be so fast and not be any slower than him.
Just now, he had received more than ten tiger claws from Gao Zhengyang. Both his arms were numb and he almost couldn't hold his sword. How could he resist?
In desperation, he could only use the Agile Ape Leap. With a leap, he jumped more than ten feet high. When he was in mid-air, he hooked his feet on a tree and climbed up.
In a competition of martial arts, Bai Xinyuan jumping up a tree was almost equivalent to admitting defeat. This was like He Feiyu flying up to the sky when he couldn't win.
The White Heart Ape's movement technique of climbing the tree displayed the agility and nimbleness of a spirit ape climbing a tree. Even He Feiyu had to secretly admire it.
No one could compare with Bai Xinyuan in this kind of small movement technique.
To He Feiyu's surprise, Gao Zhengyang actually rushed up. He didn't have Bai Xinyuan's agility, but he could step on the tree as if it was flat ground. He swept up like a fierce wind.
Bai Xinyuan didn't dare to take it head-on and could only continue to move up.
Both of them ignored gravity and kept spinning around the big tree trunk.
The difference was that Bai Xinyuan used the nimbleness of his movement technique to always borrow strength from everywhere to maintain balance.
Gao Zhengyang, on the other hand, exerted strength from his feet and tightly clung to the tree trunk. He used more strength than Bai Xinyuan, but he was more stable and calm.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Gao Zhengyang chased after Bai Xinyuan. The branches and leaves in front of him were all torn apart by the violent tiger claws.
The thick branches of the big tree fell one after another. The momentum was extremely shocking.
He Feiyu was a little anxious. Although Gao Zhengyang had the upper hand, he couldn't hold on for long. The power of the tiger claws was too violent and ferocious. With such a continuous explosion, his stamina wouldn't be able to keep up.
Once there was a gap, it was very likely that Bai Xinyuan would have a chance to counterattack.
Bai Xinyuan thought so too. He didn't believe that Gao Zhengyang could explode endlessly.
But when he took another step back, Gao Zhengyang didn't follow. Instead, he exerted strength and stomped his feet.
The tree trunk, which was as thick as a person, was broken by Gao Zhengyang's stomp.
The tree trunk broke cleanly, and the top half flew out. Caught off guard, Bai Xinyuan also panicked a little.
It was fine falling down, but Gao Zhengyang was still waiting at the side.
What Bai Xinyuan didn't expect was that Gao Zhengyang actually rushed up again in a flash.
It was very difficult for Bai Xinyuan to exert his strength on the broken tree without any support. But Gao Zhengyang used the force of the jump to separate his claws and broke Bai Xinyuan's two swords. Then, his claws hit Bai Xinyuan's chest.
The violent claw force penetrated, and Bai Xinyuan's chest immediately caved in. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
The broken tree fell from a height of more than ten feet and smashed into the ground, making a loud "boom". Gao Zhengyang and Bai Xinyuan were buried in branches and snow.
He Feiyu flew down with some worry and shouted anxiously, "Gao Zhengyang, Gao Zhengyang …"
"Alive!"
Just as He Feiyu was panicking, Gao Zhengyang appeared. He grabbed the back of Bai Xinyuan's neck and said proudly.
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