You Lost!
"Again!"
Number One did not expect to meet an opponent in his first battle after leaving the Nine Cauldrons Divine Pavilion.
Ning Yue's strength was not any weaker than his!
In a sense, Ning Yue's talent was higher than his.
Because Shentu Hao had used a secret technique to forcibly control his cultivation at Grade 1 Supreme Martial Artist.
If not for Shentu Hao, he would have already advanced to Grade 5 Supreme Martial Artist, or even Grade 6 Supreme Martial Artist!
For Ning Yue to be able to fight him with Grade 1 Supreme Martial Artist cultivation, it had to be said that Ning Yue's talent was much stronger than his.
"I have to finish him as soon as possible!"
Ning Yue's thoughts were different from Number One's.
Number One did not have too many concerns, because in the other battles, it was mostly his companions who had the upper hand.
Only the Dark Emperor's side was at a slight disadvantage.
But looking at the situation, Number Five would soon be able to deal with the Dark Emperor, because the Eight-legged Centipede was retreating to the edge of the city walls.
"Kid, eat another palm!"
Just as Ning Yue was thinking, Number One had already arrived in front of him.
His right hand turned into a palm and slapped towards Ning Yue.
Number One's control of Yuan Qi with every palm strike was extremely reasonable.
No, it was quite perfect.
"The strength of his soul force should not be weak."
As Ning Yue fought with Number One, he secretly thought of a countermeasure.
In terms of Yuan Qi, Ning Yue had no way of exhausting Number One.
If he could tamper with his soul force, then there was a high chance that he could defeat Number One, or even kill him.
"Your soul force should be at Grade 7 Early Stage."
Ning Yue's figure flashed, and he barely dodged Number One's attack.
"What, you want to compete with me in soul force?"
Number One raised an eyebrow. "My soul force is indeed Grade 7 Early Stage. If I'm not wrong, your soul force is also Grade 7 Early Stage."
"That's right, I want to compete with you in soul force, but I'm afraid you won't dare."
Ning Yue nodded and said.
"What's there to be afraid of? I've been practicing a soul attack spell a while ago, and it just so happens that I can put it to good use now."
Number One gathered the soul force in his body on his wrist, and with a violent soul force, he punched towards Ning Yue's head.
Soul Power Fist!
Soul attack spell technique, Soul Power Fist!
The name itself was easy to understand.
Turning soul force into strength, using strength to defeat the enemy!
"Soul Power Fist, huh …"
Ning Yue took a deep breath. With a thought, he poured all the soul force in his body into his wrist and pushed out.
The ninth move of the Netherworld Samsara Palm.
Heaven and Earth Palm!
In order to defeat Number One, Ning Yue not only poured his own soul power into his wrist, but also the soul power of everyone in the storage ring.
Chi chi!
Ning Yue's palm strike was slightly more imposing.
I don't believe you're my match! "
Number One was a little shocked, but on the surface, he said coldly.
"I wonder who will win, Ning Yue or that martial artist."
"Looking at the situation, it should be that martial artist who will win. After all, that martial artist's strength is higher than Ning Yue's."
"How do you know that martial artist is stronger than Ning Yue's? Unless you've fought with that martial artist before? "
"Nonsense, I'm only at the intermediate Primal Core stage. I don't think I can withstand a single blow from that martial artist."
"Hmph! You know you're weak, but you're still talking nonsense. In my opinion, Ning Yue will definitely win! "
"Impossible, Ning Yue's strength … How can it be!"
The last martial artist was about to retort when he saw a shocking scene.
In mid-air, Ning Yue's palm and Number One's fist collided.
Pa!
A dull sound rang out.
Ning Yue and Number One retreated at the same time.
Bang!
Number One fell heavily on the ground, his face flat on the ground.
As for Ning Yue, he was caught by the Dark Emperor.
"I admit that you're strong!"
Forcefully swallowing the blood in his throat, Number One said in a low voice, "Your soul attack spell technique is actually on par with my soul attack spell technique."
"On par? Hehe, you're too optimistic. "
Ning Yue pushed the Dark Emperor away and smiled.
"It's not that I'm too optimistic, it's that you're too … Pfft! Pfft! "
However, before Number One could finish speaking, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
At this moment, Number One's face was as white as a sheet.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you."
The corner of Ning Yue's lips curled up as he lightly said, "If you keep competing with me in terms of Yuan Qi density and don't use soul attack spells, I won't be able to pose a threat to you. In fact, the martial artist who wins in the end might even be you, but …"
At this point, Ning Yue looked at Number One and changed the topic. He said coldly, "You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. How dare you compete with me in soul attack spells. This is the biggest mistake you've made in your life."
"Hahaha!"
At this moment, Number One was laughing maniacally at the sky.
After laughing, Number One said, "Do you really think you can defeat me? If that's what you think, I can only tell you that you're too naive. "
"I don't need you to judge whether I'm naive or not. I only know that this day next year will be the anniversary of your death!"
Ning Yue shrugged. Then, his body turned illusory and merged with the void.
"Oh no!"
As soon as Ning Yue disappeared, Number One realized something was wrong.
Ning Yue wanted to kill him!
"Bloodthirsty Demon, come out and help me!"
In the face of death, Number One was afraid. He was terrified.
He screamed crazily and let out a hysterical roar.
Crack!
Clearly, Number One's screams had worked.
The space around him suddenly ruptured, wrapping him firmly inside.
Bang!
Ning Yue collided with the distorted space and his body was instantly bounced back.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing that Ning Yue was bounced back, Number One laughed maniacally again. "It's not that easy to kill me. Just give me three minutes and I'll be back to my peak!"
"When that time comes, it will be your death."
"Is that so?"
Hearing Number One's words, Ning Yue took out the Red Demon Sword and pointed it at the distorted space around Number One.
Crack!
An extremely crisp sound rang out.
Number One's voice stopped abruptly.
"How is that possible! That's impossible. My eyes must be playing tricks on me! "
Number One's eyes widened as he stared at the distorted space in front of him. His face was filled with fear.
Crack crack crack crack crack!
Following the first cracking sound, several more cracking sounds were heard.
Rumble!
Finally, an earth-shattering rumble rang out.
"Ah! My ears! "
"My ears are deafened."
"Nonsense, this is only temporary … Pfft!"
"Go, leave this place quickly. If we don't leave now, we might even lose our lives."
The impact of this rumble was extremely powerful.
The low-level martial artists in the surroundings were immediately deafened and fled in a sorry state.
"You've lost!"
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