In the ring, Yang Cheng's expression was ferocious. "I don't believe it. How can you be a Level Eight Internal Force user? I don't believe it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a roar. His peak Level Eight Internal Force surged out, leaving afterimages in the air. In an instant, he was in front of Yang Xuan. His right palm slammed down like a mountain towards Yang Xuan. As the palm slammed out, a thick chill blasted towards Yang Xuan's face with an unparalleled momentum.
"Frost Palm!" Yang Cheng's breath turned into ice. His killing intent surged. "Die!"
Yang Xuan's body swayed slightly. He had already thrown out a punch. Spiritual Qi surged out in an instant, bringing with it boundless momentum.
"Boom!"
The entire ring shook violently as if it was going to fall apart.
Yang Zhennan threw a disciple next to him out and shouted at the same time, "Everyone, back off!"
However, it was too late. This time, the impact was abnormally fast. Some of the disciples with lower cultivation who did not have time to back off spat out blood and flew backwards.
For a moment, the crowd was shocked. They all retreated quickly, leaving a large empty space around the ring.
In the ring, the two people's fists and palms collided. Booming sounds were incessant. Unparalleled energy overflowed. The momentum was boundless.
In just a few breaths' time, the two people had already exchanged hundreds of blows. Moreover, they did not dodge at all. It was all brute force.
The crowd looked at each other in amazement. They were all inexplicably horrified.
Yang Qingshan's eyes flashed. He did not expect that the two people would use all their strength from the beginning. There was no mercy at all.
"Once these two people grow up, they will definitely become the main force of the family! We can't lose them! "He thought to himself.
The two people in the ring were completely unaware of the crowd's thoughts. They were focused on killing each other.
The more Yang Xuan fought, the more proficient he became. The spiritual Qi in his body was constantly changing. This fierce battle had actually made him more thorough in his understanding of spiritual Qi.
On the other hand, the more Yang Cheng fought, the more shocked he became. He felt that the power coming from Yang Xuan's hand was getting stronger and stronger, and he was faintly unable to resist.
Moreover, he was utterly unable to discern what martial skill Yang Xuan was using. It seemed to be casual and simple, and every punch and kick was straight forward without any fancy moves. It was even to the extent that it was filled with flaws.
However, he had no way to counter such a simple fist technique. The more he fought, the more passive he became. He actually felt like he was at a disadvantage.
The more Yang Xuan fought, the smoother he became. Every punch he threw out was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, making it harder and harder for Yang Cheng to parry.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Yang Cheng's face. Suddenly, he let out an angry roar. His palms turned snow-white in an instant, and a layer of white mist that was visible to the naked eye spread between his palms.
"Icebound Thousand Miles!" Yang Cheng roared angrily, his palms suddenly striking out.
As he struck out with his palms, a faint layer of icy mist formed around Yang Cheng. A chilling aura that seemed capable of freezing everything in its path blasted towards Yang Xuan.
"Icebound Thousand Miles!" Everyone let out a cry of surprise, their faces filled with shock.
"How is this possible?"
Yang Zhendong stood up abruptly. "This is a high-level martial skill that only Stage Nine Internal Force experts can use. How is it possible for Yang Cheng to use it?"
However, no one could answer this question. Everyone was stunned.
No one would have thought that Yang Cheng would be able to use a high-level martial skill that only Stage Nine Internal Force experts could use.
"Stop them!" Yang Qingshan suddenly stood up and roared.
No one thought that Yang Xuan would be able to withstand this Icebound Thousand Miles. This was already an attack from a Stage Nine Internal Force expert, and it was even at the peak of Stage Nine.
Yang Xuan was at Stage Eight Internal Force, so he must have paid a huge price to use a Stage Nine Internal Force expert's martial skill. He must have suffered a huge backlash. If this attack landed, both Yang Xuan and Yang Cheng would be seriously injured, or even killed.
No one wanted to see such a scene.
Yang Zhennan and Yang Zhenbei wanted to stop the two people in the ring at the same time. However, they sadly discovered that it was too late.
Yang Cheng's attack was too sudden. By the time they wanted to stop it, it was already too late.
For a moment, the scene of both sides suffering heavy injuries appeared in everyone's minds.
Some people sighed, some were anxious, and some were secretly delighted.
Yang Xuan felt the immense power contained in Yang Cheng's attack. It contained an unparalleled, destructive power. He even felt that his life was in serious danger.
This was an inexplicable sense of danger.
"Yang Xuan, give me your life!" Yang Cheng's face was ferocious as he screamed crazily.
A cold wind blew against Yang Xuan's face. It was as if a ferocious beast was about to swallow him whole.
Yang Xuan let out a huge roar. At this moment, he finally stopped hiding his strength.
The five cyclones spun rapidly. Under the surge of spirit energy, a crescent moon with a faint golden light formed in front of Yang Xuan.
The moment the golden crescent moon formed, an unparalleled aura was released. It instantly filled the air above the ring, and a fierce wind blew.
"What is this?" Yang Qingshan and Yang Zhendong exclaimed at the same time. They were shocked speechless. At the same time, the other elders also exclaimed, "What kind of martial skill is this?"
All the onlookers sucked in a breath of cold air at the same time and asked, "What is this?"
No one could say what it was that had formed in front of Yang Xuan, but there was no doubt that this golden light contained boundless power from the aura it emitted.
The moment the Golden Crescent Moon formed, Yang Xuan's face turned crazy. He let out an earth-shattering roar. Following this roar, the golden light blade instantly slashed towards Yang Cheng with boundless power.
"Boom!"
No one could describe the power of this attack. It was as if tens of thousands of people were roaring in one's ears at the same time. For a moment, everyone's ears were buzzing. They could not hear anything. The golden light flashed in front of their eyes and they could not see. Even Yang Zhennan and Yang Zhenbei were shaken to the point that their Qi and blood roiled, and they were unable to calm down for a long time.
When everyone looked at the ring again, they were stunned. Their faces were full of shock. For a moment, they could not believe their eyes.
They saw that the place where the arena had been was actually empty. The arena had completely disappeared, leaving behind countless broken branches and broken trees all around. What was even more frightening was that in the center of the arena, there was a huge pit with a radius of ten meters.
"Hiss!" Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
At one end of the crater, Yang Xuan lowered his head. His arms hung naturally and his body swayed slightly. At the other end of the crater, Yang Cheng knelt on the ground with one hand on his chest and one hand on the ground. He coughed out large mouthfuls of blood. The clothes on his body were torn into countless pieces and scattered with the wind.
"Cheng 'er!" Yang Hanwu shouted.
Yang Qingshan and the other elders looked at each other. They could see the shock and relief in each other's eyes. As long as the two of them were alive, everything else could be discussed.
Yang Zhennan and Yang Zhenbei looked at each other and nodded slightly. When Yang Zhennan was about to announce the end of the competition, he suddenly saw Yang Cheng stand up shakily.
"Yang Xuan, you …"
Yang Cheng coughed out blood and slowly raised his head. His hair was disheveled and his eyes flashed with madness, "You really deserve to die, deserve to die!"
"You actually forced me to this point, you … deserve to die! Deserve to die! "
Yang Cheng kept repeating, the madness in his eyes growing stronger, "I'm going to kill you!"
Yang Xuan's hair band had long been broken. At this moment, his black hair fluttered in the wind. He slowly raised his head, the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish, "I said before, if I want to kill you, no one can save you. Now, it's still the same!"
Yang Cheng laughed crazily, "Yang Xuan, I admit that you are stronger than me. However, today, you will still be killed by me! Hahahaha! "
Following Yang Cheng's crazy laughter, two dazzling golden lights suddenly burst out from his arms. This golden light was so bright and brilliant that for a moment, it actually lit up the dark night sky like it was daytime.
With the release of the golden light, a huge aura surged out from Yang Cheng's body. This aura was huge and vast, instantly sweeping across the entire Drill Ground. Everyone felt as if there was a huge stone pressing on their hearts, for a moment, it was difficult to breathe.
"This is …?" Yang Qingshan exclaimed.
"Treasure, Xiantian Armguard!" All the elders said in unison.
"Treasure, this is the light of a Treasure! Yang Cheng actually has a Treasure in his hands! "For a moment, the spectators below the stage were in chaos, and they all exclaimed loudly.
"Who gave it to him? Why would a Treasure appear in the third generation of the family's competition? Who, who gave it to him? "
"This is a family competition, why would such an unfair thing happen?"
The spectators were excited, but more than that, they were deeply afraid.
One must know that this was a Xiantian Armguard, a Treasure. It had already surpassed the Acquired stage and entered the Xiantian stage.
No matter who it was, as long as they had a Treasure in their hands, their strength would more than double.
Yang Cheng was already at Level Eight Internal Force, and now that he had a Treasure in his hands, who among the third generation of the family could be his opponent?
Yang Qingshan was furious and shouted, "What's going on? Who gave him the Xiantian Armguard? Who is it? "
For a moment, everyone looked at Yang Hanwu. Among the crowd, he was the only one who had the right to take out the Xiantian Armguard from the family's treasury and give it to Yang Cheng!
Yang Qingshan was furious, "Seventh Elder, why are you doing this?"
Yang Hanwu lowered his head, speechless.
"You …" Yang Qingshan was so angry that he was speechless.
Yang Zhendong said, "The most important thing now is to stop them. We'll talk about this later!"
Yang Qingshan finally reacted. Just as he was about to shout to stop the competition, the scene in the arena suddenly changed.
Ever since Yang Cheng had revealed the Xiantian armguard, he'd had the desire to kill Yang Xuan. Since he'd started cultivating martial arts, his path had been smooth sailing. Coupled with his outstanding talent, he'd been hailed as a proud son of the heavens. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? For a moment, his heart had already been filled with rage and shame, causing him to lose all reason.
He laughed crazily, and his Internal Force poured into the Xiantian Armguard. A golden light surged out, distorting his whole body.
"Yang Xuan, die!" He laughed crazily, and his whole body suddenly jumped up, crossing the distance of three feet in an instant. From top to bottom, he violently attacked Yang Xuan.
"Thousand Miles of Ice!" Yang Xuan roared, and an unparalleled power surged out from the Xiantian Armguard, rushing towards Yang Xuan.
"Stop!" Yang Zhennan and Yang Zhenbei shouted at the same time.
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