As the crowd cheered, He Yiming's expression changed slightly.
They came here to watch other people fight, but they did not expect to end up getting themselves involved.
Regardless of whether they were willing or not, they had no other choice under such circumstances.
He Yixuan waved his sleeve, making a loud and clear sound. Even though the crowd was cheering, the people around them could still hear it clearly.
Then, he walked forward without another word. The crowd in front of him immediately retreated with all their might, opening up a wide path to the arena for him.
He Yiming had no choice but to follow his elder brother. When he arrived at the edge of the ring, he could not help but be stunned because he saw another young man who was dressed similarly to Xu Yucai. The young man's face was very similar to Xu Yucai's, and it was obvious that they were related by blood.
He Yixuan was also stunned, then he smiled and said, "Brother Xu Yude, so you're here too."
The young man showed a faint smile on his face and said, "Brother Yixuan, why don't I see Brother He Yitian?"
He Yixuan could not help but laugh and said, "If Big Brother is here, I'm afraid Brother Xu wouldn't dare to propose a fight."
Xu Yude's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Brother Yixuan, you should be careful with your words. Don't speak without thinking."
He Yixuan smiled playfully and said, "If that's the case, Brother Xu wants to challenge my Big Brother."
Xu Yude's face was as dark as water, and even turned green. His tone turned cold as he said, "Brother Yixuan, there's no need to argue. Let's see who's better in the ring."
He Yixuan laughed loudly several times and stepped onto the arena with large strides.
After he went into the ring, the cheers below the ring became louder, and He Yiming could clearly hear many people shouting the names of the Xu and He families. It was obvious that in Taicang County, basically everyone knew about the Xu and He families, and they also knew that the people in the ring were the third generation disciples of the two families, so the crowd's enthusiasm was much crazier than the previous fight.
He Yiming lamented when he saw the Xu family's eldest son's expression in front of Third Brother. Big Brother was indeed the only Stage Seven Internal Force expert among the younger generation of the three aristocratic families. After Xu Yude heard his big brother's name, he didn't even dare to challenge him.
However, He Yiming became vigilant again when he thought of the conversation his grandfather had in his room the night before he came here.
If Big Brother wasn't here and Xu Yucai defeated Third Brother, then the Xu Family's prestige would definitely soar, and the He Family would more or less lose some face.
He snorted coldly in his heart. However, when his gaze landed on the arena, he secretly frowned.
He Yiming had defeated opponents in the past, and they were both Stage Six Internal Force cultivators. However, he had a feeling that San Ge was weaker than his opponent.
In fact, it was impossible for He Yiming to have such eyesight, but his spiritual sense was very sharp. As long as he looked at the movements and performance of the two people on the stage, he vaguely had a kind of judgment in his heart that the outcome was already decided.
At this moment, the two people in the ring were already standing in a straight line, sizing each other up. They weren't like when Xiao Leng and Xiao Leng were fighting, where they started punching and kicking as if there was some irreconcilable hatred between them.
These two young experts, who represented different aristocratic families, stood in two corners of the ring in tacit understanding. An aura that couldn't be seen or touched slowly rose from their bodies, but it was enough to affect others.
This aura slowly floated in the air, and it slowly spread outside the ring.
When one's Stage Five Internal Force was cultivated, it was mostly for health. If one didn't have a battle technique to complement it, it would be impossible to form one's own aura.
However, when one's Internal Force cultivation broke through to Stage Six, one could form an aura that could affect the surrounding space by circulating their Internal Force.
Of course, the strength of the aura wasn't only related to one's Internal Force cultivation, it was also closely related to one's cultivation method and one's condition.
When two Stage Six Internal Force cultivators faced off, the aura that they deliberately released was enough to make people within a certain range feel heavy pressure and fear.
He Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly, and his skin instantly tightened. After feeling this aura, he immediately began to simulate the two people in the ring in his mind. He even suddenly had an impulse to replace them.
In reality, with He Yiming's current Internal Force cultivation, the aura of the two people couldn't affect him at all. However, the problem was that He Yiming lacked combat experience. Therefore, when he was affected by their aura, his heart immediately became restless. However, he was only tempted for a moment before he completely suppressed it.
This degree of impact was nothing to him.
Xu Yude, who wasn't far from him, looked at him in surprise. Then, he frowned slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
The people at the edge of the ring didn't care about cheering anymore, and they all retreated. Soon, only He Yiming and Xu Yude were left at the edge of the ring.
Usually, when a fight was held at the entrance of a street like this, the surroundings would be crowded with people, especially at the edge of the ring. It was a place where people would fight for Feng Shui. However, at this moment, it seemed extremely abnormal, and the place was suddenly empty.
The shouting crowd gradually calmed down, and everyone noticed the unusual strangeness of this place.
An oppressive atmosphere gradually began to spread in the crowd, and no one dared to speak.
At this point, everyone vaguely understood that the people who had competed here in the past were not even fit to carry the shoes of these aristocratic family disciples.
Everyone was rejoicing. This time, they were finally able to witness a battle between true experts.
All of a sudden, the two people on the stage made their moves.
When they didn't move, they were like clay Bodhisattvas in a temple, full of awe that made people's hearts palpitate. Even the ordinary people below the ring felt this kind of heavy pressure. But when they started to move, the heavy pressure slowly disappeared.
However, there were still not many cheers below the ring, because at this moment, the two people in the ring moved so fast that it was too much for the ordinary people's eyes to take in. At this moment, the only thought in their minds was, how could these two people move so fast?
He Yixuan was still using the Ripple Technique combined with the Soft Palm. Although this water type technique was widely spread among the cultivators, it was precisely because there were countless people practicing it that this technique did not have too many flaws. As long as one's physique was suitable and put in a lot of effort, one would definitely be able to achieve something.
Once he used the Soft Palm, his body was suddenly filled with illusory palm shadows, as if his entire body was enveloped.
As for his opponent, Xu Yucai, he was actually a rare cultivator who practiced metal-elemental techniques.
He Yiming's attacks were bold and full of power, but he could clearly see that this person's control of power had reached an extremely high level. Every punch and every kick seemed to be careless and a waste of inner strength. However, in reality, the force in his punches and kicks was condensed and not scattered.
This meant that he had already cultivated the sixth level of inner strength to the peak realm, and could control it as he wished, without wasting a single bit.
The corner of He Yiming's eyes twitched slightly, and he was secretly shocked. If this development continued, this person would definitely be able to smoothly advance to the seventh level one day.
On the ring, the wind from the fist whistled, and the shadow of the palm flew. Although the two people were fighting very fiercely, they were not fighting to the death. However, after a period of probing, the anger in their hearts gradually rose. Their apprehension when attacking slowly decreased, and they even began to use some of their killing moves.
After all, this was a martial arts competition that was related to the reputation of the two big clans, and also related to their positions in their respective clans. At this time, they naturally wanted to obtain victory regardless of everything.
He Yixuan's feet were steady, and he maintained a steady pace. This was the fighting style that the Water Technique was best at. As long as he could maintain a stalemate, any technique's recovery speed could not be compared to the Water Technique.
He was certain that as long as he continued, he would definitely be able to obtain victory in the end.
However, at this moment, Xu Yucai, who was on the ring, paused. He roared, and his body seemed to have grown taller in an instant. His originally close to two meters height was now filled with a ferocious aura like a demon god.
He strode forward, and his fists were like hammers. He did not care about his own safety and charged towards He Yixuan just like that.
He Yixuan's heart trembled. Facing this chain of fists, he suddenly had a thought that he could not avoid it.
Even if his figure flashed, it seemed that he was still shrouded under the opponent's fists. The fierce wind of the fists suddenly swept past his face, and it actually gave him the feeling of being cut by a knife.
Although he knew that he could not fight recklessly, but in this situation, he actually had no other choice.
His palms were waving as if they were flying, and layers of wave-like palm shadows were laid out in front of his eyes.
As for the cultivation of the Soft Palm, He Yixuan had also reached the peak of the sixth level. At this moment, under the pressure of the opponent's aura, the power of this battle technique was fully displayed.
The two fists, which were like giant hammers, landed heavily on the palm shadows. A powerful airflow suddenly exploded, and the illusory palm shadows disappeared in an instant.
A pair of vinegar-jar sized fists fiercely smashed onto He Yixuan's palms, and with irresistible force, broke through his defense, and went straight for his chest.
At this moment, there was no longer any panic in He Yixuan's eyes, and he instantly recovered his ice-cold calmness.
His body slightly tilted, and just like that, he avoided the vital parts of his chest and abdomen. However, this fist heavily swept past his right shoulder. However, he was already prepared. When this fist had just reached his body, his feet had already jumped out of the ring without touching the ground.
[Book id = 1018112, Book name = 《Interstellar Undead Empire》]
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