It was as if Yang Zhan had been possessed by Gu Fei. Displaying the Five Element Fist, he directly clashed with Zhao Tianlong on the martial stage.
At this moment, Yang Zhan had already lost control of his body. The will that Gu Fei had planted in his body had taken over his control.
This was also the reason why Yang Zhan was no longer afraid. It had to be known that ever since Gu Fei had made his debut, he had been courageously advancing forward, crushing everything in his path. He had never been afraid.
Right now, it was as if Gu Fei was exchanging blows with Zhao Tianlong.
"How is this possible?!"
Zhao Tianlong was incomparably shocked. His opponent's fist was imbued with a powerful fire element fist energy, causing him to involuntarily take three steps back.
"There's nothing impossible about it!"
Yang Zhan calmly said. A powerful aura surged out from his body. At this moment, he was simply like a reincarnated god of war, invincible.
Zhao Tianlong could feel the enormous pressure coming from Yang Zhan.
At this moment, everyone below the martial stage was stupefied. Although they had been clamoring for Yang Zhan to step onto the martial stage, none of them had imagined that Yang Zhan would actually be able to contend against Zhao Tianlong.
"I never imagined that there would be such a figure amongst this batch of disciples."
The group of Elders sitting high above the clouds were all shocked. Zhao Tianlong was known as the number one disciple amongst the green-robed disciples, but this new disciple was actually able to suppress him.
Even Shangguan Feixiong's expression had become incomparably grave as he looked at Yang Zhan on the martial stage.
"Five Element Spiritual Body?"
Shangguan Feixiong's pupils suddenly shrank as he stared at Yang Zhan on the martial stage.
At this moment, Gu Fei, who was mixed within the crowd, revealed a complacent smile. Today, he would let Yang Zhan amaze the world with a single brilliant feat. That would be too fun!
"You can go down for me!"
Yang Zhan directly charged towards Zhao Tianlong. With just a single step, his aura soared to its peak.
Swish!
In the next instant, Yang Zhan's figure disappeared.
At the same time, Zhao Tianlong felt all the hairs on his body stand on end.
Without any warning, a figure suddenly appeared above his head. Then, a foot stomped down on his head. A violent earth element energy surged out from Yang Zhan's foot.
The space beneath Yang Zhan's feet seemed to collapse from his stomp.
"Damn it!"
With a furious roar, Zhao Tianlong sent both his fists rumbling upwards. A dragon's roar seemed to ring out as two dragon-shaped fist energies rushed into the sky, instantly colliding against Yang Zhan's descending right leg.
Boom!
Two dragon-shaped fist energies exploded in an instant, sending Yang Zhan flying high into the sky. Head down and feet up, he swooped down towards Zhao Tianlong like a divine eagle.
A phantom of a golden divine eagle emerged from his body.
"This is …"
Zhao Tianlong was incomparably shocked. How could this fellow's fleshly body be stronger than his? Could this fellow also be a body tempering cultivator?
At this moment, Yang Zhan's right hand stretched out. Like an eagle's claw, he grabbed at Zhao Tianlong's head.
The Divine Eagle was incomparably ferocious and swift when it hunted its prey. Zhao Tianlong only had enough time to tilt his head to the side, allowing Yang Zhan's right claw to graze past his forehead.
Zhao Tianlong felt a fiery pain on his forehead where Yang Zhan's finger had grazed. Reaching out to feel it, he discovered that there was actually blood on his hand.
"You …"
Zhao Tianlong's shock was no small matter. He hadn't been injured for a long time. He didn't expect that this fellow, who had just joined the sect and had yet to acknowledge a master, could actually injure him.
"Your body tempering technique is only so-so!"
Yang Zhan said indifferently.
"What did you say?"
Zhao Tianlong was both shocked and angry. This fellow actually dared to look down on his body tempering technique. However, the battle strength displayed by this fellow was very shocking.
This fellow had the capital to be arrogant!
"Could it be that this Yang Zhan has been acting dumb all this while?"
Below the stage, Wang Long, who was mixed in the crowd, couldn't help but be shocked and angry when he saw this scene. He didn't expect Yang Zhan to have such a cultivation base. It seemed that he had been fooled by Yang Zhan!
No wonder this fellow had been following Gu Fei. Could it be that he and Gu Fei already knew each other before this?
No one could answer Wang Long's question. Wang Long also didn't dare to ask Gu Fei or Yang Zhan. One should know that he and Yang Zhan belonged to two different worlds.
Although Wang Long's cultivation base had broken through to the Xiantian realm, Yang Zhan was already a half-step Immortal. The gap between them was too big.
The current Yang Zhan was like a dragon in the sky in Wang Long's eyes, while he, Wang Long, had become a worm.
"You're not my opponent."
Yang Zhan looked at Zhao Tianlong indifferently, no longer attacking.
At this time, the winner had been decided. Zhao Tianlong was being suppressed by Yang Zhan. This was an indisputable fact that everyone could see, but Zhao Tianlong was very unwilling.
If he were to walk down the stage with just a word from Yang Zhan, how could he continue to mingle in the Yingtian Courtyard?
"Cut the crap. You want me to admit defeat? Impossible! "
Zhao Tianlong was like a wounded beast, staring at Yang Zhan. His battle intent was still as strong as before.
"In that case, let's fight!"
Yang Zhan didn't speak anymore. A person like Zhao Tianlong would only admit defeat after thoroughly defeating him. A few words alone wouldn't be able to scare this fellow.
"Tyrannical Dragon Nine Slaughter Fist!"
Zhao Tianlong roared. His fists were like dragons emerging from the sea, smashing towards Yang Zhan.
The dragon-shaped fist energy rushed out from Yang Zhan's fist, and the two dragons intertwined together, causing the power it erupted to multiply. Before the fist energy even reached him, Yang Zhan's hair had already been blown away by the fist wind, causing it to flutter behind him.
"Good!"
Seeing this, Yang Zhan couldn't help but nod. This Zhao Tianlong was really talented in martial arts. He had actually comprehended some tricks to using his strength.
Zhao Tianlong's control over his strength was better than any of the green-robed disciples of the Yingtian Sect. This was the source of his confidence.
However, he didn't know that because he had cultivated the Nine Heavens Tyrant Body Art, a major hidden injury had been left in his body. A group of elders had already declared that he would never be able to become an Immortal in this lifetime.
Zhao Tianlong was a person with great perseverance, but unfortunately, he had crippled himself.
Bam!
Yang Zhan merely stretched out his right hand and blocked the incoming fist energy. His upper body only swayed slightly from the impact.
"This …"
All the spectators below the stage were dumbfounded. Even the green-robed disciples were staring at Yang Zhan on the stage, as if they were looking at a monster.
"This fellow actually …"
Someone's voice was trembling.
It wasn't that they weren't shocked. This move of Zhao Tianlong's could definitely smash a small mountain. Someone had once seen him use this move to kill a beast king.
The beast kings of the Primogenitor Mountain Range weren't comparable to the beast kings in the training grounds.
The beast kings here were powerful existences that could easily kill half-step Immortals.
"How unfathomable!"
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