"Hmph."
Wu Hua snorted inwardly. While he was jealous, he was also unwilling.
"Wu Hua, I thought you'd made some progress. Looks like you're just so-so. You're just as weak as before."
Xiao Yang stood motionless on the spot. He sneered and looked disdainfully at Wu Hua.
He still had many tricks up his sleeve. This was just the beginning and Wu Hua was already unable to bear it. If he used his full strength, wouldn't Wu Hua be completely crushed?
Using all kinds of medicine to increase one's cultivation base was just nice to look at but useless. Fortunately, Xiao Yang wasn't so early.
Xiao Yang had a poison constitution. As long as he had enough poison, he could quickly raise his cultivation base. For example, Poisonous Insect Valley had many poisonous insects and toxins. If Xiao Yang needed to, he could enter and raise his cultivation base to the ninth rank Martial Ancestor Realm.
However, Xiao Yang didn't do that in order to stabilize his foundation.
"Xiao Yang, what right do you have to be so arrogant? This is just the beginning. So what if I let you have one move first?"
Wu Hua couldn't stand Xiao Yang's mockery and retorted.
He thought he'd only underestimated Xiao Yang. Otherwise, how could he be at a disadvantage? He was confident in his cultivation base and could definitely beat Xiao Yang to the ground.
This had always been his goal. Now that he had such a good opportunity, he had to make it happen. He had to show the entire Poison Sect how strong he was and that he was a true genius.
He didn't dare to imagine the consequences if he failed.
"Eat my Ten Thousand Buddha Seal!"
Wu Hua shouted. He quickly formed a seal with both hands, forming a Buddha seal that crashed down on Xiao Yang.
He'd used all his cultivation base to form this seal. It represented his strongest battle strength and would definitely be able to teach Xiao Yang a lesson.
In order to deal with Xiao Yang, he was going all out. He did not want to disappoint the old woman, nor did he want to disappoint his fellow disciples.
On the flying ship, the old woman and the other Sky Sect representatives were watching the match.
Some of the Sky Sect representatives had already begun to discuss this matter.
"Xiao Yang is actually a seventh level Martial Arts Grandmaster. That's incredible. No wonder he has the guts to fight with Senior Brother Wuhua."
"This damned Xiao Yang is really annoying. No wonder Senior Brother Wuhua specifically challenged him."
"Senior Brother Wuhua is so powerful. He will definitely win. He will definitely teach Xiao Yang a lesson."
The old woman just shook her head slightly with a helpless expression.
As the mighty Wu Zun, she could already tell who was going to win the moment they made their move.
After all, Wuhua was no match for Xiao Yang.
At the same time, she was also curious as to how Xiao Yang had managed to advance to the seventh level of the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm in such a short period of time.
It seemed like he had to find someone else to fight.
She slowly closed her eyes, uninterested in the battle between the two.
On the challenge stage.
Xiao Yang looked at the Ten Thousand Buddha Handprint displayed by his opponent. After scrutinizing it for a moment, he just shook his head and sneered.
It was simply wishful thinking for his opponent to want to deal with him with such a weak Buddhist cultivation.
With a flip of his hand, he immediately took out the Sarira from his storage ring. The Sarira represented the foundation of all Buddhas. With the injection of his cultivation, the Sarira suddenly shone brightly and enveloped Xiao Yang. Then, when the Ten Thousand Buddha Handprint bombarded him, it directly assimilated the Ten Thousand Buddha Handprint.
In other words, the Ten Thousand Buddha Handprint was absorbed by the golden light released by the Sarira and could not do anything to Xiao Yang at all.
Then, Xiao Yang took back the Sarira and looked at Wuhua with contempt.
"Wuhua, you still haven't learned. Don't you know that I have the Sarira? I remember that I used this trick to deal with you. You really don't learn from your mistakes. It's intolerable that you didn't fail. "
Xiao Yang smiled faintly and his eyes were full of ridicule.
"Xiao Yang, you deserve to die. Pfft."
With the failure of his attack and Xiao Yang's provocation, Wuhua could not bear it at all. His Qi and blood attacked his heart, causing him to spit out blood again.
His breathing became rapid, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his fists were clenched tightly.
He wanted to defeat Xiao Yang so badly. This was simply his goal in life. However, when he found that this goal was difficult to achieve, he almost had the urge to commit suicide.
Wuhua originally wanted to take this opportunity to prove himself, but he found that he was still like a clown who was being laughed at by others. Needless to say, he felt very uncomfortable.
"Damn you, Xiao Yang. I'm going to kill you."
Wuhua shouted hysterically at Xiao Yang and once again rushed at Xiao Yang fiercely. He used all his skills to try to defeat Xiao Yang.
At the same time, he took out many of his talismans and activated them all to bombard Xiao Yang. In order to deal with Xiao Yang, he was almost at all costs.
"Just like you? You still want to fight with me? Hmph. "
Xiao Yang immediately became angry. Being an opponent of this kind of person was simply lowering his level. Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could be his opponent.
With a snort, he directly took out the God Lashing Whip. With a bang, the whip lashed out in the air and issued a crisp sound. Afterward, it lashed out again like a spirit snake and quickly swept through Wuhua's treasures, directly lashing them to the ground.
As the whip became more ferocious, Xiao Yang's battle intent also became stronger.
After the whip broke through Wuhua's treasures, Xiao Yang lashed out again and directly swept towards Wuhua's neck. It easily coiled around his neck.
In that instant, Wuhua felt like dying.
He knew that he was finished. He had lost to Xiao Yang again. He was too ashamed to see others and felt guilty towards those who had high hopes for him.
"Xiao Yang, you, if you have the guts, kill me."
At this moment, Wuhua felt that it was difficult to breathe. His face was flushed, and even speaking became difficult. He pulled the God Lashing Whip around his neck with both hands, wanting to pull it open a little so that he could breathe. Unfortunately, all his efforts were in vain.
The God Lashing Whip was personally refined by the Poison Sect Master. How could it be so simple? Even Xiao Yang had not clearly explored its magical effects.
For example, when the God Lashing Whip hit a treasure, it actually lost its effect. This was simply inconceivable.
Now that it was coiled around Wuhua's neck, even if Xiao Yang did not use force, Wuhua could not break free. It was as if the God Lashing Whip had its own spirituality.
"Wuhua, what are you waiting for? Kneel down and surrender? Are you waiting for death? "
Xiao Yang roared at Wuhua.
If he could, he didn't mind killing Wuhua. But the problem was, this was only a sparring match. If he killed someone from the Sky Sect in the Poison Sect's territory, the Sky Sect would use this as an excuse to declare war on the Poison Sect. That would be a huge problem for the Poison Sect.
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