Two hours were almost up. Finally, many people could not wait any longer and stepped onto the arena to challenge Ye Futian.
Fierce battles had already begun on the other arenas. Only the tenth arena did not have much of a commotion. There was only a single figure moving there.
However, many people were paying attention to this arena to see the Bawang Sect make a fool of themselves.
"Senior Brother Zheng's Thwart Training is extremely powerful. Among those at the same cultivation level, there are very few who have a stronger body than him!"
"If he did not use Yuan Qi to refine his body, Senior Brother Zheng's cultivation level would have exceeded Level Four of Yuan Zhen Realm. Maybe he could even reach Level Six!"
"Hehe, look at that kid's skinny arms and legs. Can he withstand Senior Brother Zheng's punch?"
"Little Zheng is bullying him. But it's not his fault. That kid is too arrogant!"
On the tenth arena, the Ji Xuan Sect's people crossed their arms as they watched Senior Brother Zheng rush towards Su Yi. They could not help but discuss eagerly.
"The Bawang Sect will only be a joke!"
Below the arena, many people were also waiting to see Su Yi make a fool of himself.
Everyone knew the final result. That kid was destined to not be able to achieve much in this arena.
A seventeen year old brat, no matter how high his talent was, how strong his aptitude was, how amazing his talent was, what level could he reach?
At this moment, everyone only wanted to see how many moves Ye Futian could withstand from Senior Brother Zheng.
"Die!"
Senior Brother Zheng stepped onto the arena and arrived in front of Su Yi in a few steps.
In the blink of an eye, he raised his right arm horizontally, and a fist the size of a large bowl erupted with dazzling golden light. The ferocious force smashed the air with a huge explosion!
Senior Brother Zheng's expression was ferocious. With a sneer, he threw a punch directly at Su Yi's head.
He no longer wanted to sweep Ye Futian out of the arena. He wanted to kill Ye Futian. After all, Ye Futian had just flirted with them.
Ye Futian must have been prepared to die when he came to this arena.
"Hehe …"
On and off the stage, many people sneered at this scene.
They could imagine the result. That young man's chest was blasted open by this punch, and he died an unnatural death. At the very least, he should have been smashed to the point where he vomited blood and was severely injured on the spot!
With a cultivation of Level 5 Yuan Zhen Realm, metal elemental Yuan Qi and a body full of Thwart Training, his strength was absolutely terrifying!
However, just as everyone was waiting for such an outcome, what happened next caused everyone inside and outside the arena to become silent.
"Pa …"
A crisp sound rang out. Under the gazes of countless people, the young man, who had not moved from his original spot, did not make any movements with his hands. However, senior brother Zheng, who was charging forward in front of him, suddenly stopped. After which, he flew out at an extremely fast speed and smashed into the arena.
"Pfff …"
Senior Brother Zheng, who was still full of vigor just a moment ago, spurted out a mouthful of blood. Then, he straightened his body and lost consciousness. No one knew whether he was dead or alive.
Everyone could see that there was a red palm print on the left side of his face. It was already swollen, making Senior Brother Zheng's face look like a pig's head!
"Gu …"
Such a scene instantly stunned all the onlookers.
Just a moment ago, many people who were still sneering were like roosters whose throats had been choked. They could no longer speak and could only swallow their saliva.
"So strong!"
There were also some who were mentally strong who quickly recovered from their shock and exclaimed.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Except for the people who were fighting in other arenas, who did not notice the situation, the rest of the people on and off the arena were all stunned.
The figure of the young man on the arena finally made them feel that perhaps he was not as simple as they thought.
"Senior Brother Zheng!"
After being stunned for a while, the disciples of the Ji Xuan Sect rushed out from the arena to check on senior brother Zheng's condition. He did not have any reaction at all. Fortunately, he was still breathing and his life was not in danger!
"What a strong kid!"
At this moment, the rest of the disciples of the Ji Xuan Sect could not help but become serious.
It seemed that they had underestimated the young man on the opposite side, which allowed him to take advantage of the situation and make senior brother Zheng suffer a great loss.
"He is at least at Level 6 Yuan Zhen Realm, maybe even higher!"
Senior Brother Zhao, who was the leader, looked gloomy as he looked at Su Yi and made an estimation in his heart.
To be able to send Junior Brother Zheng flying with a slap, this was not an easy feat. Even Senior Brother Zhao himself could not do it easily.
Of course, Junior Brother Zheng had underestimated his opponent, but this also showed the strength of the young man on the opposite side.
Senior Brother Zhao had to admit that the young man's talent was far beyond his own. He was comparable to the most outstanding people in the first-rate forces.
If given another ten years, this kid would definitely be able to step into an even more powerful realm. It would not be difficult for him to even reach the Yuan Zhen Realm!
"I told you to come at me together, so we don't have to waste time. How about it, do you still want to think about it? "
Su Yi spread out his hands and said with an innocent look on his face.
Although he said so, he was quite satisfied with everyone's reaction. From now on, no one would think that he was easy to bully.
However, the more shocking thing was yet to come.
"Kid, you are indeed strong!"
Senior Brother Zhao's face was gloomy as he stared at him with his eagle-like eyes. He said coldly, "Then let me see how strong you really are!"
As soon as Senior Brother Zhao finished speaking, his entire body suddenly rose into the air.
As his body rose, a sharp long sword appeared in his hand.
When a majestic amount of Primordial Qi was poured into the long sword, the sound of the sword echoed through the sky. It was like a ferocious bird, piercing through gold and splitting stone!
A majestic aura surged out and a vast amount of Sword Qi quickly took shape. It turned into a heavenly Sword Qi that descended from the sky with a peerless killing intent!
Senior Brother Zhao used most of his strength as soon as he made his move. It was quite impressive.
He no longer had the intention of underestimating the young man, but he wanted to test the young man's actual strength first.
"Senior Brother Zhao has made his move. He will definitely take down that arrogant kid!"
"Kill him and avenge Senior Brother Zheng, Senior Brother Zhao!"
The remaining 18 disciples of the Ji Xuan Sect all clenched their fists and shouted for Senior Brother Zhao.
They no longer underestimated the young man. However, under Senior Brother Zhao's attack, even if the young man had the strength to resist, he would still be defeated in the end!
Outside the arena, many of the onlookers stared intently at the vast sword light that was descending. They wanted to see the young man's true strength.
"He will still be defeated in the end. The eldest disciple of the Ji Xuan Sect has a strong cultivation base. He can be ranked at the top of all the third-rate forces!"
"No matter how strong the young man is, he will not be able to win in the end!"
"He is only one person. The Bawang Sect is a joke no matter what!"
There were constant discussions in the crowd. They had also discovered that the young man from the Bawang Sect was not ordinary, but there were still people who sneered from time to time.
These people had previously underestimated the young man, which made them feel very embarrassed.
However, since there was only one person from the Bawang Sect, he would definitely not be able to win in the hands of 20 people and stay in the arena in the end.
In the end, the Bawang Sect was still a joke. No matter how strong the young man was or how abnormal his aptitude was, it would not change the outcome.
And that was enough for the crowd.
What they wanted was the final result. As long as the young man was eliminated, all the embarrassment and embarrassment would slowly be resolved.
"Sigh, you won't listen no matter what I say. Don't blame me then!"
Faced with the fierce sword light of Senior Brother Zhao, Su Yi sighed softly. He channeled strength into his right arm and punched out again. His fist and the dazzling sword light suddenly collided together!
"Boom …"
A huge explosion resounded, and a terrifying storm suddenly rose up, shaking the heavens and the earth. The terrifying energy was like a raging sea, surging and surging violently, sweeping across the arena.
Then, Su Yi stepped on the arena that had been reinforced with restrictive power. His whole body shot up into the sky like a cannonball, passing through the violent energy and arriving beside Senior Brother Zhao!
He raised his hand again and slapped out directly!
"Pa …"
Accompanied by a crisp sound similar to the previous one, Senior Brother Zhao's figure was like a piece of rock, smashing straight into the void and crashing into the arena!
"Crack crack crack …"
The bluestone arena that had been reinforced by the restrictive power of the Origin Emperor powerhouse also cracked and spread under Senior Brother Zhao's body.
"Pfft …"
Blood spurted out from Senior Brother Zhao's mouth. His face suddenly turned pale, and his aura weakened greatly.
However, his condition was much better than Little Zheng's!
At the same time, whether it was the remaining people of the Ji Xuan Sect or those who were the most noisy below the arena, they were all shocked again!
One move!
Only one move again!
The most powerful disciple of the Ji Xuan Sect was also sent flying by a slap!
Many people knew that the eldest disciple of the Ji Xuan Sect was at the Seventh Level of Yuan Zhen Stage. He was not weak at all, but he could not even withstand one move from this young man. This was really shocking!
It had to be said that at this moment, many people began to re-evaluate the young man from the Bawang Sect. They had already regarded him as the most outstanding among the younger generation of the third-rate forces.
"I have to admit that his talent is really terrifying! This time, he might be chosen by a first-rate powerhouse and be taken in as a disciple. "
Someone reluctantly said with a hint of jealousy in his voice.
They had begun to admit that the young man from the Bawang Sect was strong, but they still did not think that he could make it to the end.
"Just wait and see. The Ji Xuan Sect will definitely not give him another chance!"
"This is enough. He is so young and his cultivation is so profound. There will definitely be powerhouses who will be willing to take him in as a disciple!"
"Hmph, let's wait until he can walk out of the arena alive!"
Many of the onlookers were discussing like this.
They knew that with the young man's strength, he would definitely be chosen by some powerhouses and be taken in as a disciple.
However, in their hearts, they hoped that the young man would die in the arena.
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