Wind Chasing Palm
"Hmm? He discovered me? "
At the edge of the square, an old man raised his eyebrows when he felt Ning Yue's gaze on him for a second, feeling slightly surprised.
This old man was none other than the expert who had rushed over from Ivory City with the First Prince, Mo Xing!
"It shouldn't be possible. My concealment technique is also one of the best in the imperial family. Other than those few old monsters, very few people can discover me."
Soon, Mo Xing shook his head and muttered, "Ning Yue is a core disciple of Danwu College's Sacred Institute. I'm afraid Danwu College will send someone to Wu Tuo City. I just don't know who they will send this time."
Then, Mo Xing looked at the First Prince and Feng Zi who were fighting in the arena.
Among the many princes, the First Prince was the strongest, other than two who were especially good at enduring.
In Mo Xing's opinion, it was only a matter of time before the First Prince won.
However, Mo Xing still had some doubts. He was doubtful about Feng Zi's identity.
"The cultivation technique that Feng Zi displayed is somewhat similar to a certain cultivation technique of the Lan Qing Nation." Mo Xing frowned and said, "If I'm not wrong, Feng Zi should be from the Lan Qing Nation."
"That black-robed martial artist is not weak either. He can even be compared to the First Prince."
Looking at the black-robed martial artist next to Liu Lizhi, Mo Xing said in a deep voice, "Since the martial artists of the Lan Qing Nation dared to come to the Da Xia Nation and behave atrociously, it seems that they already know about the Corpse Yin Sect's actions …"
Bang!
At the same time, on the arena, Feng Zi and the First Prince separated as soon as they clashed, standing on opposite sides of the arena.
Feng Zi panted heavily, his expression gloomy and uncertain.
Ning Yue was right. The First Prince was indeed very strong. If he did not use his trump card, he would definitely not be a match for the First Prince.
However, Feng Zi didn't want to use his trump card now. Once he used his trump card, many people would know his identity!
And this was obviously not what he wanted.
"Hehe, your strength is only this little? I really don't know where you get the courage to be so arrogant. "
The First Prince shrugged and said with a faint smile.
"Hmph! You're not much better either. Didn't you also fail to defeat me? "Feng Zi said with a cold snort.
"You've got a sharp tongue. I was just testing my strength. If you don't admit defeat, I won't let you see tomorrow's sun!" the First Prince said gloomily.
"You want me to not see the sun tomorrow? Since that's the case, I'll make you unable to see the moon tonight! "Feng Zi said coldly, not showing any weakness at all.
"Then let's fight …"
Taking a deep breath, the Eldest Prince dashed out again to fight Feng Zi.
Compared to the previous battle, this time, the First Prince had clearly used his trump card, causing Feng Zi to be unable to defend himself.
"What's going on? Just now, Feng Zi was still able to fight to a draw with the First Prince. Why is he suddenly at a disadvantage? "
"You don't even know that? Look at the First Prince's palm technique. "
"Palm technique? What palm technique is that? "
Hearing this, the surrounding cultivators all looked at the First Prince.
On the arena, the First Prince's palm swayed back and forth. In an instant, his palm became illusory.
"Wind Chasing Palm! It's actually the Wind Chasing Palm! "
"What's the Wind Chasing Palm?"
"The Wind Chasing Palm is the Imperial Family's unique palm technique, a high-grade heaven rank martial technique. Its power is incomparably powerful!"
"That's right, the Wind Chasing Palm's speed is extremely fast, fast until it dazzles people's eyes!"
Swoosh!
Below the arena, when Sikong Ling saw the First Prince execute the Wind Chasing Palm, his expression darkened with a swoosh.
As the Young Master of the black market, he had naturally witnessed the power of the Wind Chasing Palm before.
The Wind Chasing Palm had a total of three forms. The first form could execute five illusory palm prints, the second form could execute ten, and the third form could execute twenty!
The most crucial thing was that among these palm prints, there was only one with the strongest strength, which was the First Prince's intrinsic palm print.
The power of the remaining palm prints was much weaker.
"Wind Chasing Palm huh … Looks like I have to execute my trump card!"
Facing the First Prince's hands that were constantly changing, Feng Zi's expression became solemn.
"Feng Zi, with the First Prince's strength, he can only execute the second form of the Wind Chasing Palm, which is ten illusory palm prints."
Suddenly, a voice sounded by Feng Zi's ear, causing Feng Zi to be slightly startled. Immediately, he wanted to turn his head to look.
"Don't look, continue fighting with the First Prince. I'll tell you which palm print is his intrinsic palm print. At that time, you just have to focus on attacking and don't care about anything else." Ning Yue said again, "Pay attention to my words …"
Feng Zi's heart thumped, and he could not help but be somewhat dazed.
The Wind Chasing Palm was a high-grade heaven rank martial technique. Even he did not dare say that he could be 100% sure which palm print was the intrinsic palm print. How did Ning Yue know?
"Hur hur, it's not good to be distracted right now."
Just at this moment, the First Prince smiled slightly and suddenly pushed both his hands out.
In a split second, five palm prints rushed out, rumbling towards Feng Zi with an extremely shocking speed.
"Damn it!"
Cursing inwardly, Feng Zi hurriedly retreated. At the same time, violent Yuan Qi appeared on his palm, wanting to use brute force to repel the five palm prints in front of him.
"Feng Zi, the palm print on the left is real, the rest are all illusions."
At the critical moment, Ning Yue's words sounded by Feng Zi's ear.
Hearing that, Feng Zi gritted his teeth and used all the strength in his body to smash towards the palm print on the left.
"Hur hur, the Wind Chasing Palm has five illusory palm prints, unless the strength of your soul reaches … what!" After displaying the first form of the Wind Chasing Palm, the First Prince smiled slightly. Just as he was about to speak, his expression changed drastically.
Because he realized that Feng Zi's fist was smashing towards the leftmost palm print.
Crack!
The fist and palm print came into contact, and in almost an instant, the palm print shattered.
At the same time, Feng Zi continued to attack, his right hand smashing straight towards him!
"Not good!"
The First Prince's heart trembled, and he hurriedly retreated.
He had never thought that Feng Zi could discover which palm print was real!
Could it be that Feng Zi's soul strength had reached grade six? Or grade seven?
Mo Xing said before that a martial artist who could discover the true palm print of the Wind Chasing Palm, the soul strength would at least be grade six!
No matter how he looked at it, Feng Zi's soul strength had not reached grade six. At most, it was only grade five beginner stage.
However, Feng Zi could clearly determine which was the real palm print. Could it be that he had guessed it?
Thinking up to here, the First Prince retreated as his hands once again changed forms.
This time, the First Prince decided to display the second form of the Wind Chasing Palm!
Following the First Prince's hands constantly changing forms, in the next instant, ten palm prints shot out in front of him in a row, appearing in front of Feng Zi in an instant.
"Retreat!"
Seeing the ten illusory palm prints attacking towards him, Feng Zi's first thought was to retreat, retreat quickly.
However, Feng Zi had just retreated three steps when Ning Yue's voice sounded by his ear once again.
"Feng Zi, the palm print in the middle is the real one."
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