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The power of a single sword was so great that it caused everyone to cry out in surprise. Miao Miao's face turned pale as she watched. She grabbed Xie Lingyan's hand and said, "Senior Xie, please go and beg Zhenren Shang to quickly admit defeat on behalf of Ying Feiyang. Don't let him continue fighting. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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Xie Lingyan's beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of worry, but she shook her head lightly.
No one knew better than Ying Feiyang how terrifying that sword was. The brilliant Heavenly Thunder, the blazing fire, and the sword techniques of Daoism merged together. It was as if the Heavenly Dao was merciless, punishing all living things. In that instant, he felt as if he was fighting against heaven and earth, and even his body and soul were being torn apart by the heavenly lightning and earthly fire.
Fortunately, half of the force had been dissipated, so he did not collapse on the spot. Even so, the force of thunder and lightning penetrated his body. Ying Feiyang's limbs were paralyzed and he could not control them.
Out of control, his body revealed its truest emotions. Ying Feiyang was trembling!
Sword Arts, Zhen Yuan, and movement arts were all hard to gain the upper hand. This was an unprecedentedly powerful move, an unprecedentedly powerful enemy. The flamboyant red-haired Ming Ye in front of him carried a murderous aura, which made Ying Feiyang tremble uncontrollably.
"Seriously —" The strand of hair with flames drifted to Ying Feiyang's mouth and was put out by Ying Feiyang. Suddenly, a 'peng peng' sound was heard. Ying Feiyang exerted his internal energy and tore the burnt Taoist robe into pieces. He forced the thunder and fire out of his body, revealing his muscular upper body.
"— — This feels great!!!!!!" Ying Feiyang roared without a care in the world.
Looking at Ying Feiyang who was roaring like a madman in the arena, Xie Lingyan smiled bitterly and said to Miao Miao, "Is this your first day knowing him? If he admitted defeat, he wouldn't be called Sword Nerd! "
Ying Feiyang's entire body was trembling with excitement. He felt as if every pore in his body was about to sing. His sword had met its match. He was filled with indescribable pleasure. He raised his hand and gestured "Let's do it again."
Ming Ye's eyes turned cold, and his blood-red hair fluttered in the wind. He had casually swung his sword earlier in order to force Ying Feiyang to retreat, but he didn't expect Ying Feiyang to be so reckless. Under such a state of Qi deviation, Ming Ye's temperament became irritable and irritable. He raised his sword, and fire and lightning rushed out along the spine of the sword, turning into the angry claw of a lightning dragon. Rosefinch flapped its wings, and it was the Penta Thunder Heavenly Dipper Technique and Zhu Yiming's Li Fire.
The powerful move was powerful. From the previous attack, Ying Feiyang already knew that his opponent's Zhen Yuan was so strong that it couldn't be neutralized by soft force. The only thing he could do now was —
Ying Feiyang closed his eyes and raised his sword to the sky. He used the Jade Illusory Spirit Incantation to condense the power of thunder and fire into a huge sword of Qi. His sword will soared into the sky and into the clouds.
He thought to himself, "Make it merciless, then all living beings can be cut; make it desireless, then time can be cut; make it selfless, then one's heart can be cut; rise from the Nine Earths, and bear the Nine Heavens. The sky has tilts, the earth has leaks, the sun has eclipses, and the moon has imperfections. Nothing in the world can't be cut!"
Suddenly, Ying Feiyang's eyes widened, and there seemed to be thousands of sword rays in them. He waved his hands and slashed down.
"Slash!"
Ever since Ying Feiyang comprehended the Breaking Formula of the Cloud Piercing Sword, he had rarely met a worthy opponent. However, Ming Ye had rendered the Breaking Formula useless. The essence of the Breaking Formula was to use one's strength to attack the enemy's weakness. Ming Ye's Zhen Yuan, swordsmanship, and movement skills were all superior to Ying Feiyang's. Only by using strength to fight strength could the Breaking Formula be used.
The Sword Qi slashed out horizontally while the Dragon and Phoenix danced in the air. The two enormous forces collided, and a huge explosion sounded out. On the green bricks of the arena, numerous cracks spread out like a spider web from the center of the collision, causing everyone to be flabbergasted. "This …. Is this still a fight between disciples? "
With a loud bang, the judgment of strength was made!
Ying Feiyang took another three steps back, and each step was stained with blood. Although he was retreating, the light in his eyes did not diminish. After taking three steps back, Ying Feiyang rooted himself to the ground again, and then he raised his sword again, and the sword light appeared again.
Without giving any time to breathe, the huge sword condensed again, and Ying Feiyang slashed out. The sword light was as bright as a white rainbow, and its power was even stronger.
Ming Ye seemed to have expected it. He used the Nine Suns Clear Sky Sword Formula again, and the sword rose into the sky, forming a huge sun, and the Fire Phoenix and Thunder Dragon flew around the sun.
The two moves collided again, and a white rainbow pierced through the sun. The sword Qi pierced through the sun, and shattered the "sun", and went straight for Ming Ye. Ming Ye was pushed back three steps by the sword Qi, and the corner of his mouth turned red.
The sun exploded, but the Fire Yuan did not dissipate. Instead, it attached itself to the Fire Phoenix and Thunder Dragon, and the power of the dragon and phoenix became even stronger. They intertwined and attacked Ying Feiyang, and Ying Feiyang was pushed back seven steps, and half of his foot was out of the arena. Before he could spit out a mouthful of blood, it had already evaporated.
Ying Feiyang did not say anything, and once again assumed the posture of raising his sword to the sky. The Jade Mirage Invigorating Spirit absorbed the surrounding fire and lightning, and once again condensed into the shape of a sword.
A fierce light flashed in Ming Ye's eyes, and he was already in a state of obsession. He suddenly leaped into the air, and his pale face was shrouded in a layer of black gas. His blood-red hair danced like red snakes, and with a pull of his sword, nine complicated suns appeared behind him, and circled around his body. However, there was no longer nine pure Yang Daoist Pure Righteousness Qi. Instead, it was together with the sun in the sky, and the fierce power of the ancient ten suns was reproduced.
Zhu Yiming's Li Fire was also activated, and the Rosefinch Fire Phoenix turned into nine three-legged Fire Crows, and each of them circled one sun. At the same time, several lightning flashed, and Zhu Yiming's body descended, and hit the arena, and the green bricks were smashed into pieces. Before the move was made, the scene was already shocking. The disciples in the front row even took a step back, afraid that they would be affected by the strong move.
Just as the strong move was about to be made, there was a sudden crisp sound, and the nine suns behind Ming Ye cracked like porcelain. Then, they shattered with a loud bang.
At the same time, Ming Ye let out a miserable howl, and blood gushed out from his pores like a rain of blood. His body fell straight down with the rain of blood! Everyone was dumbfounded, and did not know what was going on.
"Dong!" Ming Ye fell heavily on the arena, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive. Seeing this, Ying Feiyang's sword Qi also dissipated, and he knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. After catching his breath, he grinned at Instructor Li, who was the judge below the arena, and said, "Instructor Li, please decide the winner."
Instructor Li, who was already dumbfounded, seemed to have woken up from a dream. He went up to the arena in a daze, and checked Ming Ye's meridians, and said in a clear voice, "Ling Xiao Sword School's sword trial has ended, and the winner is Ying Feiyang!"
Daoist Qingyi stood up angrily, and said, "How is this possible!"
Ying Feiyang sneered, and said, "How is it not possible? When Ming Ye was competing with me, he obviously had the upper hand, but you urged him to use his genuine Qi to win. Was it really because you wanted to see me lose?"
Qingyi's expression changed immediately. Ying Feiyang continued, "I glanced at you five times, and you were looking at the sun three times. I don't know what's so good about the sun. Noon is the time when the Yang Qi is the most abundant in the world, and according to common sense, it should help Ming Ye's martial arts to advance to the next level. But you did the opposite, and wanted to decide the winner before noon. Why did you do that?"
Qingyi sneered, and his expression returned to normal. He said, "Good boy, you're really something. You actually saw through it."
"I didn't see through it, I cut it." Ying Feiyang corrected him, and said, "These were just vague guesses. When my Sword Qi collided with Ming Ye's, I finally confirmed it. I don't know if you've ever played with exploding poles, but I felt that Ming Ye's body was like an exploding pole. His body was forcibly stuffed with three kinds of strong genuine Qi, and he had reached the limit of extreme Yang. Although these three kinds of genuine Qi intertwined in his body and temporarily reached a balance, as long as a fire was ignited, the genuine Qi would explode. You wanted to decide the winner before noon because you were afraid that the extreme Yang Qi in the world would affect the balance in his body, right? "
"That's right. Go on," Qingyi said with a cold face.
"So when we exchanged blows for the second time, I absorbed his Flame Qi into my body, and at the risk of injuring myself, I wanted to leave a Flame Qi in his body. This Flame Qi originally came from him, so it was extremely difficult for him to notice. When we exchanged blows for the third time, he pushed his martial arts to the extreme, and the Flame Qi was no longer suppressed. Finally, it caused his strength to lose balance, and his genuine Qi exploded. "
Ying Feiyang said it casually, but in fact, it was extremely difficult. Not to mention the courage to fight with his life when he saw a clue, and the keen observation of Taoist Qingyi's expression when he wanted to fight with his life on the line, let alone the courage to fight with his life on the line. Just the control of the genuine Qi was already extremely difficult.
If he released less Flame Qi, the Sword Qi would not be able to penetrate Ming Ye's "sun", but if he released more Flame Qi, Ming Ye might notice it and force the Qi out of his body in time. Only someone like Ying Feiyang, who spent a year studying how to expel external force from his body, could control it so accurately. Among the young disciples of Ling Xiao Sword School, only Ying Feiyang could break Ming Ye's defense with this method.
"Good! Good! Good! " Taoist Qingyi said "good" three times in a row, and praised with a gloomy face, "You are indeed his disciple. You are indeed capable. This time we, master and disciple, have lost." While saying this, Qingyi turned around and kicked Ming Ye twice, but Ming Ye did not move at all. Daoist Qing Yi spat, then bent down and dragged Ming Ye's left leg, leaving a long trail of blood on the arena.
Although Ying Feiyang did not like Ming Ye's cold and taciturn manner, and his obedience to Qingyi's words, this hearty fight made him feel some sympathy for him. Seeing that Qingyi not only did not heal Ming Ye, but also humiliated him, he was furious and shouted, "What are you doing!"
Qingyi stamped his foot and said coldly, "This disciple of mine is not good enough, and his skills are not as good as others. As his master, of course I have to take him back and teach him well. Who are you to ask?"
Ying Feiyang sneered and said, "To say that his skills are not good enough, I'm afraid that is not entirely true. As the saying goes, only a great master can produce a great disciple. In the end, I'm afraid the problem lies with the master."
Ying Feiyang's words implied that Qingyi was not a great master. "Well said!" The surrounding young disciples didn't know Qing Yi's identity, but when they saw his domineering aura, they didn't like him. At this moment, they all cheered.
Seeing that there were people cheering him, Ying Feiyang directly said, "Brother Ming Ye's aptitude and temperament are better than mine, and he was born with a Pure Yang Physique. Such a talent, but he was defeated, it only proves that his master is not as good as my master. Taoist, why don't you quickly let him find another master, so that he does not mislead his disciple."
But he did not know that these words had hit the nail on the head of Taoist Qingyi. Qingyi's eyes turned cold and said, "You say I am not as good as your master, then let him come out and compete with me."
"Compete! Compete! Compete! " The spectators were all eager for the world to be in chaos. They had just seen a fierce fight and were not satisfied yet, when they heard that the disciple was going to switch to the master, they all joined in and cheered.
Hearing the crowd cheering, Ying Feiyang could not help but feel a headache coming on, he felt like he was trapped in a cocoon of his own making. Although his master's level was high, he could not use his inner Qi. If they really fought, he would be stabbed by Qingyi in one strike.
With a worried expression, Qingyi said, "What's wrong, where is your master? When did he become a coward who does not dare to show his face? "
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