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Chapter 440

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Zhang Tianwen

Swish!

Zhang Tianwen's speed was very fast, and he appeared in front of Ning Yue almost instantaneously. He used his fist, which contained violent Yuan Qi, to strike fiercely at Ning Yue's chest.

The Yuan Qi contained in Zhang Tianwen's fist caused Ning Yue's heart to tremble, and he was slightly shocked.

Although Zhang Tianwen was only at the early Primal Core stage, the density of his Yuan Qi was not weak, and it was equivalent to a peak Primal Core stage warrior!

In other words, based on the strength of Yuan Qi, Zhang Tianwen was comparable to a peak Primal Core stage warrior.

"Compared to the Danwu College's assessment, Zhang Tianwen's strength has increased by quite a bit."

"Zhang Tianwen is indeed the Zhang family's peerless genius. His cultivation is only at the early Primal Core stage, but he can already display such a powerful attack."

"Ning Yue will most likely be in danger if he fights with him."

"Not in danger? Haha, Ning Yue will definitely lose! "

Creak!

Ning Yue and Zhang Tianwen were both core disciples of the Danwu College's Sacred Institute. This was their second clash, and many warriors naturally did not want to miss it.

Therefore, all the warriors in the Tianyuan Tower opened their doors to observe the fight between Ning Yue and Zhang Tianwen.

However, only one room's door was not opened, and that was the room where Sikong Ling and Lu Wei were!

"Can you open the door?"

In the sealed room, Lu Wei came to the door and asked a middle-aged man cautiously, "Ning Yue is fighting with Zhang Tianwen outside, I want to …"

"I'm sorry, but I can't help."

Before Lu Wei could finish her sentence, the middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Unless there is an order from the Emperor, I will definitely not open the door."

Hearing this, Lu Wei revealed a disappointed expression.

A day ago, the middle-aged man had suddenly come to Sikong Ling's house, and without a word, he had directly brought her, Sikong Ling, and Xiao Yu to the Tianyuan Tower.

Since the middle-aged man was at the early-stage of Yin-Yang Realm, they could only choose to stay here.

Hearing the conversation between Ning Yue and Zhang Tianwen just now, Lu Wei really wanted to go out and take a look. Unfortunately, the middle-aged man guarded the door like a door god, not moving at all.

"Lu Wei, save your strength. Ning Yue will definitely come to this room in a moment. We'll wait for him to personally open the door." Comparatively speaking, Sikong Ling was like a Bodhisattva in meditation, sitting upright on the chair with his eyes slightly closed.

"Ouch!"

However, just as Sikong Ling finished speaking, Xiao Yu, who was next to him, kicked the chair and directly kicked Sikong Ling to the ground.

"Ning Yue is fighting Zhang Tianwen with all his might outside. Not only are you not going to help, but you're also talking nonsense here?" Xiao Yu put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "Do you believe that I won't teach you a lesson?!"

"Eh …" Sikong Ling crawled up from the ground, scratched his head, and said awkwardly, "I also want to go out and help, but with this Door God here, I can't do anything."

As he spoke, Sikong Ling pointed at the middle-aged man in front of the door. His meaning was self-evident.

"Humph!"

Although Xiao Yu's tone was very tough, she was directly discouraged when she saw the middle-aged man.

With a cold snort, she turned her body around and angrily sat down on the chair.

Bang!

At the same time, in the lobby of the Heaven Yuan Tower, Ning Yue did not retreat, but instead advanced. He threw a backhand punch, which collided with Zhang Tianwen's fist.

A clear sound rang out, and soon after, the two figures rapidly retreated.

Ning Yue only took three steps back before stabilizing his figure.

On the other hand, Zhang Tianwen retreated a total of five steps before stabilizing his figure.

With this blow, the superiority of the two was immediately determined!

"Ning Yue, I didn't think that you'd also improved so much in the past few days."

After stabilizing his figure, Zhang Tianwen's expression was cold as he said in a low voice, "No wonder you're so arrogant, but …"

At this point, Zhang Tianwen paused for a moment, then changed the topic and said coldly, "You're still far from being able to defeat me with just this bit of strength!"

Swish!

In the next moment, Zhang Tianwen once again dashed out. His body was like a sharp sword, rapidly charging towards Ning Yue.

Chi chi!

Compared to the first attack, Zhang Tianwen's speed was much faster, so much so that the friction between his clothes and the air produced a 'chi chi' sound.

"Zhang Tianwen is angry."

"Zhang Tianwen must feel embarrassed that he failed to gain the upper hand in the first exchange. No matter what, he will give it his all in the second exchange."

"In my opinion, Ning Yue will definitely not be able to block this attack."

"The difference in cultivation between Ning Yue and Zhang Tianwen is too great. One is at the late True Martial stage, the other at the early Primal Core stage. They can't be mentioned in the same breath."

"I'm more optimistic about Ning Yue. If Ning Yue can defeat Zhang Tianwen once, he'll be able to defeat him a second time, a third time, or even countless times!"

The second exchange between Ning Yue and Zhang Tianwen was finally not as one-sided as the previous one, where everyone believed that Ning Yue would lose.

At the very least, there was a martial artist who favored Ning Yue.

However, Ning Yue also recognized the martial artist who favored Ning Yue. It was Zhou Jianming, who had made things difficult for him in front of the Tianyuan Restaurant!

Seeing Zhang Tianwen's attack, Ning Yue's expression changed slightly, and he was somewhat moved.

However, it was only a slight change.

Zhang Tianwen had not used his full strength in the first exchange, and neither had Ning Yue!

Buzz buzz!

At this moment, Zhang Tianwen arrived in front of Ning Yue. His entire body's Yuan Qi burst out, and he unscrupulously pressed towards Ning Yue!

"After all this time, he wants to compete with me in Yuan Qi …"

Feeling the violent Yuan Qi attacking him, Ning Yue was slightly startled, then he smiled faintly and said, "Compared to other things, you still have a sliver of a chance of winning, but if it's a competition of Yuan Qi, you have no chance at all!"

In the next moment, Ning Yue's eyes turned cold, and the Yuan Qi in his sea of consciousness burst out, forming a protective barrier around him.

Boom!

The two ferocious Yuan Qis collided, but the victor was not immediately decided. Instead, they began to tangle.

"You're only at the late True Martial stage, I don't believe that your Yuan Qi is thicker than mine!"

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Tianwen completely poured out all the Yuan Qi in his sea of consciousness, crazily charging towards Ning Yue.

In the face of Zhang Tianwen's powerful Yuan Qi, Ning Yue did not seem to care at all, appearing rather calm.

"What is Ning Yue doing?"

"He dares not to use his full strength against Zhang Tianwen, is he stupid?"

"Ning Yue is definitely not stupid. His actions … should be because he has a card up his sleeve."

"A card up his sleeve? That's not possible, after all, the gap between Ning Yue and Zhang Tianwen … What the hell! That's impossible! "

The last martial artist's eyebrows were tightly knitted together. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes widened as a dumbfounded look filled his face.

Nearby, waves of extremely berserk Yuan Qi surged out from Ning Yue's sea of consciousness.

With the addition of so much Yuan Qi, Zhang Tianwen's Yuan Qi did not last long before it was defeated.

"Underworld Tyrant Palm!"

After repelling Zhang Tianwen's Yuan Qi, Ning Yue roared in his heart. With a flick of his wrist, he instantly sent out a palm imprint.

Netherworld Samsara Palm fourth form, Underworld Tyrant Palm!

Without the support of powerful Yuan Qi, Zhang Tianwen's strength dropped by at least fifty percent.

With only fifty percent of Zhang Tianwen's strength left, Ning Yue did not even need to use the Samsara Palm, just the Underworld Tyrant Palm was enough to defeat him.

"Not good!"

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