After a fifteen minute break, the second round of the competition began.
Just like the first round, the second round was also a battle between two contestants next to each other: Ye Tang against Ye He, Ye Jun against Ye Chen, Ye Hai against Ye Ming, Ye Xuan against Ye Jin. As for the no.17 contestant, Ye Lin, he could choose the remaining contestant, if he won, he would take his opponent's place, if he lost, he would be eliminated.
On the field.
Unexpectedly, Ye He did not give up, he said to Ye Tang in white: "I will not let you win so easily."
Ye Tang sneered, "That's for the best, otherwise it would be too boring."
The third elder saw that the two were ready, he yelled: "Begin!"
Shoo!
Almost at the same time as the Third Elder spoke, Ye He had already flashed out. His crouching figure did not move in a straight line, but in a random arc, like a ferocious viper hunting for its prey, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.
"High Rank Mortal Realm Step Art: Nine Snake Twisting Steps!" Someone recognized the martial art that Ye He was using.
"I heard that to train the Nine Snake Twisting Steps, one's body must be extremely flexible, and only the user knows the pain. Ye He is not easy to deal with!"
"Indeed, Ye He is one of the top outer disciples in the Rudra Martial School, even a normal Peak of Mortal Realm Stage 10 warrior would not be able to win against him. Ye Tang had just reached the Condensing Reality Realm two months ago, so his Zhen Qi is not stable yet. If he could win against Ye He within ten attacks, maybe even more."
Contrary to everyone else's opinion, Ye Chen did not think Ye He would win. Although the Sky Cloud Martial School did not have the Nine Snake Twisting Steps manual, it did not stop him from commenting. Ye He's Nine Snake Twisting Steps seemed to be untraceable and fast, but every time he turned, there would be a moment of pause. This was because Ye Tang had not mastered it yet, and if Ye Tang still had good eyesight, he would not let go of this flaw.
Just as expected.
Just as Ye He was about to turn and attack again, Ye Tang moved. A white shadow flashed, and his palm was as straight as a blade, he chopped down three times.
The first and second blows shook off Ye He's left and right arms respectively. The third blow landed heavily on Ye He's chest, making a crisp cracking sound. In an instant, Ye He's entire body was sent flying. He fell on the ground more than ten meters away, unable to get up for a while.
"This Ye Tang is really ruthless." Ye Chen could clearly hear the sound of ribs breaking. He could not help but frown.
On the VIP seats, Ye Batian chuckled, "Warriors should have a kind of ruthlessness, otherwise they won't be able to achieve great things. Well done."
Ye Tianhao retorted, "We're all family. There's no need to be so heavy-handed."
"Sometimes, members of the same family are not necessarily on the same side. Besides, if he loses to his own family, he will at most be bedridden for a month or two. If he loses to an outsider, he will never wake up. If we don't let him know the cruelty of the outside world, how can he survive better?" Ye Batian didn't take Ye Tianhao's words to heart. As an inner elder of the Zi Yang House, he naturally had his own theories.
In the midst of the commotion, the second round of the competition began.
Ye Jun was just like his name, he was quite handsome. His handsomeness was different from Ye Tang's handsomeness, and it was also different from Ye Chen's handsomeness. His handsomeness was just perfect. Just by looking at his facial features, it was hard to find any flaws.
Walking slowly to Ye Chen, Ye Jun said lightly, "You're going to lose."
"Really?" Ye Chen smiled.
Hearing him, Ye Jun's eyebrows twitched. His opponent's casual tone made him feel a little uneasy, but he quickly got rid of that thought. He had joined the Purple Sun Martial School one year earlier than Ye Feng, and he was already sixteen years old. He had reached the Mid Mortal Realm Stage 10, and he had always been a low-key person, so who would know that he had already surpassed Ye Feng? Everyone thought that he was still at the Mortal Realm Stage 9.
"Sister Ye Xuan, who do you think will win?" On the side of the female contestants, Ye Xiao Mei, who looked like she was only thirteen, asked.
Ye Xuan said calmly, "Ye Jun has a higher chance of winning!"
Ye Xiao Mei did not believe her, "But before, Ye Chen beat Ye Feng with only one punch. Ye Jun can't do that, can he?"
Ye Jin, who was going to fight Ye Xuan in the fourth round, shook her head and said, "Little girl, Ye Xuan is the fastest genius to reach the Condensing Reality Realm in the history of our Ye family. She must have a point."
Ye Xiao Mei made a face. Did a genius' words always have to be right?
"Xiao Mei is right. In terms of cultivation, Ye Chen is definitely stronger. But the battle is not just about cultivation. Before, Ye Chen could beat Ye Feng with only one punch because of his powerful Qi. Next, Ye Jun will definitely not do what Ye Chen wants and fight head-on. With his experience and mastery of martial skills, he has a high chance of beating Ye Chen." Ye Xuan said calmly.
While the three of them were discussing, the two on the stage had already started fighting.
"Ha!"
Ye Jun let out a breath and his eyes suddenly lit up. His tightly clenched fists started to emit hot air, like two pieces of burning iron.
His feet moved, and Ye Jun jumped seven to eight meters, attacking Ye Chen crazily.
"Burning Fire Fist? No, it should be the Purple Sun Martial School's Burning Fire Fist. It is even more powerful than the Burning Fire Fist. "
Facing the incoming fist shadows, Ye Chen took them all in. He drew a half circle with both of his hands, and pushed out his King Kong Infinite.
Boom!
A loud explosion was heard, and the dust on the ground was blown up.
At the same time, a human figure jumped out of the dust. It was Ye Jun. He spread his arms like a giant bird spreading its wings, and his long and powerful legs kicked out continuously.
"Eighteen Kicks of Ghost Fire!"
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The sharp power rubbed against the air, creating a faint blue color, just like the ghost fire in the graveyard at night.
Ye Batian was surprised, and then he said to Ye Tianhao proudly: "Second brother, your son is going to lose this time. The Eighteen Kicks of Ghost Fire is a leg skill derived from the low rank Earth Realm Martial Skill 'Great Sun Ghost King Kick'. It is more than twice as powerful as normal top rank Mortal Realm Martial Skills. In our Purple Sun Martial School, only one out of a hundred outer disciples could master it, and even the inner disciples would have to spend a lot of time to learn it. I can't believe that Ye Jun has mastered it."
"The winner has not been decided yet, no matter what you say, it is meaningless." Although Ye Tianhao said so, there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
Shen Yuqing, who was sitting in another VIP seat, also had a serious look on her face. She had heard about the 'Eighteen Kicks of Ghost Flame' a long time ago. An inner disciple from the Rudra Martial School had gotten into a fight with an inner disciple of the Purple Sun Martial School when he was out on a mission. During the fight, the inner disciple's bones were all broken by the opponent's' Eighteen Kicks of Ghost Flame '. He didn't even have the power to fight back, and since then, he had been disabled.
"Chen 'er, don't force yourself." Shen Yuqing murmured.
Ye Chen did not know what his parents were worried about. For him, this Eighteen Kicks of Ghost Fire was indeed powerful, but it was impossible for it to hurt him. He just did not want to reveal all of his power yet, and he even wanted to save half of his power. After all, this was his ace card, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
"Let's try to break it up first." Ye Chen stepped back in a regular pattern, and used both of his fists to block, or to meet the incoming attacks with brute force, or to counterattack with brute force.
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