He didn't want to waste the effort he had put in for so long. From colluding with Lin Shanshan to using Li Shanshan to cause Xiao Yang's cultivation to drop, and then using poison to kill Xiao Yang, he had sacrificed too much.
It was all for the sake of defeating Xiao Yang and obtaining first place in the clan, so that he could prove himself and fight for Xiao Wannian's honor.
However, why was it that even though he had worked so hard, he still couldn't do anything to Xiao Yang? Could it be that this was fate?
Since Xiao Chen was born, why was Xiao Yang born?
He was shouting and roaring in his heart. This Xiao Yang was like his nemesis. He had always been suppressing him. Moreover, this kind of suppression was omnidirectional and had started since he was young.
Even now, under the circumstances where he used Lin Shanshan to frame Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang still formed a huge suppression on him.
This kind of stifling feeling was impossible for outsiders to understand. Only he could understand it.
Xiao Chen was very angry. His anger overflowed to the heavens. He hated this kind of damned feeling.
He wanted to rise, he wanted to defeat Xiao Yang and prove himself.
"Ah ah ah, Xiao Yang, die for me!"
When Xiao Chen waved his fist, he could no longer endure the devastation in his heart. He roared and his expression became sinister. The aura of his cultivation became chaotic. He felt as if he was going to go berserk.
Yes, he had suffered too many blows. The stifling feeling he had suffered was too much. He could no longer endure it.
Why couldn't he kill Xiao Yang?
As he roared, he used even more strength in his punches and kicks. His fighting strength also increased accordingly.
With his ferocity, Xiao Yang's calmness could be seen even more clearly. He was like a cloud, drifting leisurely in the gale.
He didn't care about the storm. He was just taking a stroll in the courtyard. Facing many killing moves, he was indifferent.
Xiao Yang's movement technique was incomparably graceful. It was also very handsome. It made people feel very beautiful. The rhythm was also very moving. It was as if he wasn't fighting, but dancing to the music.
One was violent and irascible, while the other was elegant and graceful. With such a contrast, the advantages and disadvantages of both sides were even more obvious.
At this point, the thousands of people present could already see the outcome. They even came to the conclusion that Xiao Chen was definitely going to lose. Their mentality was already crumbling.
Lin Shanshan looked at Xiao Yang in disbelief. At this moment, she felt that Xiao Yang was really beautiful and handsome. Especially that movement technique of his, it was too elegant, like a celestial being untainted by the mortal world.
On the other hand, Xiao Chen was as irritable as a ferocious beast that had taken medicine. He kept attacking ferociously, no longer paying attention to strategy or Palm Techniques. He only knew how to use brute force, crude and barbaric.
Lin Shanshan was really disappointed.
On the rostrum, Patriarch Xiao Wannian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot as he stared at Xiao Yang with an unfriendly expression.
He did not expect Xiao Yang to have such an explosive power. Even though Xiao Chen had broken through to the Second Stage Martial Master, he was still not his match.
This kind of potential enemy was really too terrifying.
Even if Xiao Yang did not die this time, in the future, he would find a way to strangle Xiao Yang in the cradle.
Xiao Wangu's gaze was filled with admiration and excitement. He felt proud of Xiao Yang. As long as Xiao Yang continued to grow, his future achievements would be limitless.
"Hmm?"
He suddenly sensed Xiao Wannian's time and could not help but frown. He lightly snorted and locked his aura on Xiao Wannian. If Xiao Wannian dared to have such intentions, he would drag him down with him even if he had to self-destruct.
Yes, Xiao Yang was too outstanding. There were definitely many people who were thinking about him. Not only were there people from his own clan, but there were also people from other clans who were thinking about him.
Regarding this, Xiao Wangu could not help but feel a little worried.
Geniuses would always be envied by many.
"Xiao Yang, you damned trash. Why are you hiding? If you have the ability, then fight me fair and square. Come on."
No matter how much Xiao Chen erupted, no matter how much he increased his battle prowess, he could not harm Xiao Yang at all.
He was already impatient and could not wait to decide the victor between him and Xiao Yang.
"Alright, I've played enough. I'll send you off the stage."
Xiao Yang indifferently replied with a cold smile on his face.
"Thousand Thousand Poison Hands."
He suddenly used the High Grade Profound Level Martial Skill, Thousand Thousand Poison Hands. Countless palm images filled with poisonous gas instantly covered Xiao Chen.
This was a tyrannical Martial Skill. In principle, it was a Heaven Level Martial Skill. However, Xiao Yang's cultivation did not meet the requirements. Thus, even though it was a powerful Martial Skill, he could only display the might of a High Grade Profound Level Martial Skill.
However, it did not matter. It was enough to deal with Xiao Chen.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Several palm images bombarded Xiao Chen's body, causing him to continuously retreat as he let out a muffled groan.
At this moment, Xiao Yang's body seemed to have grown a thousand hands, like the Thousand Hand Guanyin. It was extremely terrifying.
The thousand hands continuously lashed at Xiao Chen. The strength of each hand was comparable to that of a Second Stage Martial Master. Xiao Chen was unable to defend himself. After blocking for a while, his body was hit again and again.
If it was just pure strength, then it would be fine. The problem was that this Martial Skill did not rely on strength, but on poison.
Xiao Chen could rely on his higher cultivation to withstand the attack, but he was unable to neutralize the poison in his body. As the poison spread through his body, he gradually became weaker.
In a moment of desperation, he could only take out an Antidote Pill and try to neutralize the poison in his body. However, the Antidote Pill was completely useless. This meant that Xiao Yang's poison was not an ordinary poison. This made it even more terrifying.
Although Xiao Chen could still barely hold on, he was already an arrow at the end of its flight.
His injuries were gradually worsening. More blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His face was pale and his cultivation was rapidly depleting. He was starting to become weaker in all aspects.
Especially that damned poison, he was unable to neutralize it. As the poison continued to spread, he felt the threat of death.
After persevering until now, his heart could no longer collapse. He was only holding on for the sake of his face, unwilling to compromise.
Pu! Pu! Pu!
Xiao Chen vomited blood again and again as his body staggered back. Finally, one of the poisonous palms hit his chest, and he was sent flying. He landed on the edge of the arena, and almost fell off the arena.
Once he fell off the stage, he would have lost.
Xiao Yang withdrew the thousand poisonous hands and returned to his original appearance. He smiled indifferently as he slowly approached his opponent.
The people present could almost predict the outcome. Xiao Chen had really lost this match.
A Second Level Martial Master had lost to a First Level Martial Master.
This was especially the case since it was a battle between a Martial Master and a Ninth Stage Martial Master.
No matter which stage of the battle it was, Xiao Chen was always humiliated. They all felt sorry for Xiao Chen.
"Xiao Chen, weren't you very arrogant? Stand up. "
Xiao Yang sneered again and again.
"If you don't stand up, I'll send you down. Bye bye."
Xiao Yang slowly raised his hand and condensed his cultivation.
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