Wang Jian retreated a few steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground. Only then did he manage to dissipate all of the impact. His face was a little flushed. He had suffered a small loss in this exchange of blows.
A figure fell into the crowd with an extraordinary temperament, it was Ye Kongming.
The surrounding disciples were watching intently because this was a battle between two top level masters of Xiantian realm. It was not easy to see a battle between two masters of Xiantian realm.
"Ye Kongming, are you going to cover up for your son?" Wang Jian shouted loudly.
"Old bastard Wang, do you think I don't know? You are simply planning to use public office to avenge personal grievances, my son was only defending himself, but you dare to distort the truth and falsely accuse my son! "Ye Kongming coldly snorted and said.
"I am the lord of punishment palace, your son's behavior, according to the rules of the sect, should be abolished and driven out!" Wang Jian said in a stern voice.
"Humph, since when does our Yi Yuan School have to be punished for self-defense? My son was merely defending himself, that's all. Under the watchful eyes of the public, everyone can testify for my son, but you actually dare to invert black and white, see if I don't report this to the sovereign and abolish your position as the disciplinary palace lord!" Ye Kongming said without the slightest concession.
Wang Jian had all kinds of thoughts in his head, others might not know who was right and who was wrong, but how could he not know? In fact, because of the old grudge between him and Ye Kongming, he was venting his anger on his son. He thought that he would catch Ye Xiwen by surprise and capture him, but he did not expect that Ye Xiwen would actually escape from his clutches, and if the sovereign heard about this, he would naturally not be able to get away with it. Although Ye Xiwen was a bit heavy, but after all, it was self-defense, so what?
"Humph, today you are covering up for your son, sooner or later you will regret it!" Wang Jian coldly snorted and turned away. As for that Ma Ying, he simply did not look at him. He had jumped out a moment ago not to care about Ma Ying's life or death, but just to use this as an excuse.
"This Ye Xiwen is very fierce, I did not expect that there would be such a hidden master among the inner disciples, how come I have never heard of him before, even a Xiantian master couldn't take him down!"
"Gee, that blade is simply invincible, I am afraid that even the masters of Houtian seventh stage can't escape from it, it is simply a cage of heaven and earth!"
"In the end, what kind of evildoer is he, his Rushing thunder hand practice is extremely profound, this blade technique is even more terrifying!"
"Wen 'er, I didn't expect you to have such combat power in such a short time. That Saber Art should be an Intermediate Saber Art!" Ye Kongming asked.
"Yes, your son has successfully practiced this 《Cold Moon Beheader》!" Since it was already exposed, there was nothing to hide. Of course, he would not take the initiative to say that this blade technique was actually not an intermediate level power technique, but a Xiantian level power technique, and there were still two more moves.
"Good, good!" Seeing Ye Xiwen's sudden burst of fighting strength, Ye Kongming had a feeling of wanting to laugh. His children were all geniuses.
"Haha, I have underestimated you before. You have this kind of fighting power. You can even compete for the first place!" Ye Kongming laughed and said. "Perform well!"
Ye Kongming did not continue to stay and returned to the elders' seating area, leaving only Ye Xiwen behind. At this time, due to a series of unforeseen events, a lot of time had passed and the fourth round of the tournament had already begun. A twenty years old youth was standing on the stage, it was Ye Xiwen's opponent, Tang Nian.
Ye Xiwen jumped onto the stage and cupped his hands in obeisance and said: "Ye Xiwen! Brother Tang has been waiting for a long time! "
On the opposite side, Tang Nian's complexion was somewhat complicated. Just a moment ago, Ye Xiwen had defeated Ma Ying in one move and had also fought with Wang Jian. In his heart, he knew that he was absolutely not Ye Xiwen's opponent. Originally, with his strength of Houtian sixth stage, he could absolutely break into the top ten and next time, he even had the hope of entering the ranks of the core disciples. He thought that he would be able to show off, but he did not expect that he would actually encounter Ye Xiwen and could not even enter the fifth round.
After struggling for a while, Tang Nian cupped his hands in obeisance and said: "Brother Ye, I admit that I am not your opponent, I concede defeat!"
Although Tang Nian's admission of defeat was unexpected to many onlookers, but it was also within their expectations. Although Tang Nian was strong enough to squeeze into the top ten, but Ye Xiwen had used that battle to defeat Ma Ying and had thoroughly established his position in the top ten.
Ma Ying was one of the top five inner sect disciples, but he could not withstand a single move from Ye Xiwen, so Ye Xiwen naturally replaced Ma Ying's position and became the new top five inner sect disciples in the hearts of countless disciples.
So, Tang Nian's admission of defeat was unexpected, but also expected.
After Tang Nian's admission of defeat, there was another disciple who was also at the Houtian sixth stage, but he was also not reconciled, but he was also thrown out of the arena by Ye Xiwen.
After two rounds, Ye Xiwen easily broke into the top six. In addition to Ye Xiwen, the original top five inner sect masters were also in the top six, and in addition to these five, there was also another person who was also in the top six. His strength had also reached the late stage of Houtian sixth stage, which was also not weak.
Ye Xiwen finally met a real master, and he was ranked third among the top five inner sect masters, Zhang Xiang. As long as he defeated him, he could enter the top three.
"Ye Xiwen, please advise me!" Ye Xiwen said.
"Brother Ye, you have good cultivation, even Si was defeated by you!" Zhang Xiang said. "But Ma Ying is just the weakest among us five inner sect disciples, I don't know if you can defeat me or not!"
Ye Xiwen also knew that this Zhang Xiang was very young and had many fortuitous encounters. Long ago, he was already one of the top five inner sect disciples.
Zhang Xiang's imposing aura was released without any reservation. He was actually a master of the middle stage of Houtian seventh stage, no wonder he said that Ma Ying was just the weakest among them.
Many onlookers exclaimed out loud. An inner sect disciple could actually reach the Houtian seventh stage, wasn't the disciples of the Houtian seventh stage already in the core disciples?
"Falling stone fist!" Zhang Xiang shouted loudly and his eyes suddenly became sharp. His figure burst out and both of his fists were wrapped in a layer of light khaki Zhen Qi. This was a fist technique that he had obtained in a fortuitous encounter. It was recorded in an incomplete book of fist technique and its power was extremely great.
Zhang Xiang instantly arrived in front of Ye Xiwen and both of his fists smashed down like two hills.
"Rushing thunder hand!" Ye Xiwen lightly shouted and both of his hands were wrapped in a layer of thunder-like Zhen Qi.
Ye Xiwen's hands produced six echoes.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Both sides exchanged blows and their shadows crisscrossed. Ye Xiwen's speed was extremely fast, but Zhang Xiang's two fists were fiercely smashing.
"Bang!" Ye Xiwen's Rushing thunder hand once again produced six echoes and its power suddenly increased. The palm wind directly broke through Zhang Xiang's fists and directly hit Zhang Xiang's chest.
"Bang!" Zhang Xiang was hit by Ye Xiwen's palm and directly flew out of the arena.
"This match, Ye Xiwen wins!"
Ye Xiwen smoothly entered the top three.
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