"How could this little guy know how to use the hidden force?"
Zhong Bu 'er could not believe it. Only cultivators who had been immersed in Profound-level combat skills for several years could master such a high-level technique. Yun Fan had just entered the inner sect less than half a year ago, but he had already mastered it?
Qiu Ji rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't forget that his master is our Saintess!"
As soon as she said that, everyone immediately fell silent. They looked at Su Mengqi, who was silent on the side, with respect and admiration in their hearts.
She was indeed the Saintess of the Fire Spirit Sect to be able to let a disciple who had just learned combat skills for a few months learn such a high-level combat skill as the hidden force.
At this moment, Su Mengqi, who had a calm expression on her face, was actually more shocked than everyone else. It was just that she hid her emotions very well and did not let anyone notice it.
She knew best what she had taught Yun Fan these days, and it was precisely because of this that she was even more shocked by Yun Fan's performance.
"This lecher. How did he cultivate? Even I have a whole new level of respect for him now …"
Su Mengqi bit her thin lips and looked at Yun Fan's figure on the light screen, becoming more and more entranced …
…
In the secret realm, amidst the exclamations of the crowd, Nie An gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up. The words of praise for Yun Fan stimulated his fragile mind.
He had thought that he would definitely win, but Yun Fan had turned the situation around. The unwillingness and resentment in his heart had already broken through the sky.
He had never expected that Yun Fan would master such a high-level combat skill. When he realized that the latter had left a hidden force in his body, it was already a little too late. Although he immediately mobilized his spiritual Qi to protect his bones and meridians, his muscles were still injured by the hidden force, and now it was difficult for him to move.
He looked around and saw that the four inner sect disciples who had sworn to follow him had already disappeared. Obviously, they did not want to get involved in the grudge between him and Yun Fan.
"Nie An, the winner takes all. What else do you have to say?"
Yun Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared sharply at Nie An.
Half a month ago, he had spent more than ten thousand Spiritual Stones to cultivate the Eight Extremities Blast to the Advanced Level. With the help of the hidden force in the Advanced Level Eight Extremities Blast, he had successfully injured Nie An and finally avenged Yan Hu.
Back then, because he was weak, he did nothing when Yan Hu was bullied. Now, he was no longer the little errand boy on Yan Peak. He would not let himself and his brothers be bullied by anyone.
Yun Fan's sharp eyes scanned the surroundings. Under the contrast of the blood and fighting spirit, many people took the initiative to lower their heads. Even some of the older disciples did not dare to look him in the eye.
Looking at the high-spirited Yun Fan, Nie An's chest heaved up and down violently, his eyes almost spitting fire.
"Damned thing, do you think you've won? How could I, a dignified direct descendant of the Nie clan, be defeated by a piece of trash like you?! "
With that, Nie An directly bit his right index finger and used his blood to quickly draw a complicated rune on his forehead. The rune was filled with an indescribable sense of vicissitudes and ancientness.
Immediately after, Nie An formed a seal with both hands and let out a low roar.
"Bloodline power, open!"
As his voice fell, Nie An's originally declining aura suddenly rose. The surrounding stones and plants on the ground began to tremble. Everyone's eyes once again focused on him.
This strange change made even Yun Fan feel a sense of danger. With a tap of his foot, he immediately retreated several feet.
As time passed, the veins on Nie An's entire body bulged. Traces of blood-red energy drilled out of his pores and circled around his body like red thunderbolts. Crackling sounds could be heard from time to time.
What was even more shocking was that Nie An's injured leg was rapidly recovering under the nourishment of the red energy. In the blink of an eye, only a shallow scar was left!
Nie An's face was gloomy as he slowly stood up. His hair was standing on end, making him look like an ancient demon god, causing people to be intimidated by him.
"Yun Fan, to be able to die under my Nie clan's secret technique can be considered a worthy life. Although after using this technique, my cultivation will regress by one level, my lifespan will be damaged, and I will have to lie in bed for a year before being able to walk, being able to kill you with my own hands is enough to make my name known throughout the sect!"
As Nie An spoke, the stones on the ground seemed to break free from the shackles of gravity under the guidance of his powerful blood-red energy and danced around him.
This kind of strength caused the faces of the top experts in the inner sect to turn solemn.
"Blood Sword!"
Following Nie An's low roar, blood began to flow from his right palm. The blood did not drip down and finally condensed into a blood-red longsword, which Nie An grasped in his hand.
"I want you to die under my Nie clan's strongest attack. Only in this way can the hatred in my heart be appeased!"
This sudden turn of events caused the originally noisy crowd to turn sluggish. No one had expected that Nie An actually had a trump card up his sleeves.
Outside the secret realm, Mo Qian and the others were also shocked.
"As expected of the direct descendant of the Nie clan that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. He actually possesses such a powerful Blood Sacrifice Secret Technique. This kind of strength is almost beyond the Profound Rank and is close to the Earth Rank!" Zhong Bu 'er exclaimed.
"Rumor has it that the bloodline of a clan that has been passed down for a long time will undergo an amplification mutation because of the appearance of a peerless powerhouse above the Heavenly Venerable Realm. There is a probability that the descendant will activate this bloodline and greatly increase their combat strength. It seems that these rumors are true …"
Mo Qian also sighed.
"I didn't expect Nie An to be able to activate the power of the bloodline. You can only blame Yun Fan's bad luck for encountering such a strong opponent," Duan Wei said indifferently with his hands behind his back.
"Nie An's current combat strength is probably comparable to a powerhouse at the Perfect Origin Realm. Yun Fan is doomed this time!" Zhong Bu 'er also echoed.
This time, facing the cold words of the two, even Qiu Ji, who had always been optimistic about Yun Fan, remained silent. For the first time, a nervous and uneasy expression appeared on her face.
However, just as Mo Qian and the four hall masters were thinking about their own thoughts, they suddenly sensed a powerful flame fluctuation coming from behind them. Then, a wave of fire passed through them and headed straight for the secret realm's entrance.
"Oh no!"
Seeing the direction the flame was flying in, Mo Qian's expression suddenly changed. He wanted to stop it, but it was too late. The flame was so fast that it directly disappeared into the space-time tunnel.
"Come with me to persuade the Saintess to return!"
Mo Qian shouted anxiously. The four hall masters behind him looked at each other. Then, under the astonished gazes of all the disciples, they followed Mo Qian into the tunnel entrance.
They all knew that the Saintess was going to interfere in the competition, but this was not in line with the Fire Spirit Sect's rules. If the Saintess really did that, it would make many disciples angry, which would be extremely detrimental to the sect's development. Therefore, they had to stop her.
Just as the Saintess, Mo Qian, and the others rushed into the secret realm, Nie An had already raised the blood sword above his head. The entire blood sword emitted a dazzling red light, and the sword was trembling violently.
"Hehe, after you die, I can take your secret inheritance for myself. When I succeed in cultivating it, I will become the strongest person in the inner sect!"
Nie An grinned as he looked at Yun Fan, who had been standing silently in front of him, with sand and stones flying around him.
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