Yang Wu versus Lie Ziying.
The news spread throughout the barracks early in the morning.
These two were the most popular figures in the military camp recently. One was the deputy commander of the Death Legion, a young expert who defeated the eight commanders and rose to the position. The other was a new force that emerged during the grand challenge event and became a major general in one fell swoop.
The combat power of both of them was beyond doubt. Their sudden victory on the Challenge Stage immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"How did Yang Wu and Lie Ziying meet? He is already a cavalry commandant. His status is not much worse than a major general. Does he also want to be a major general?"
"The people of the Death Legion are not qualified to participate in the battle for the position of major general and major general. However, it cannot be denied that Yang Wu has the ability to become a major general."
"Lie Ziying is in the limelight. It is not easy for Yang Wu to step on him. This major general has the power of the Blood Evil Attack. Not many people can withstand it."
"Anyway, it is a fierce battle. It must be very exciting. Let's go and join in the fun."
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Some soldiers who were not on duty gathered on the Challenge Stage from different directions. They all wanted to see who was stronger between Yang Wu and Lie Ziying.
Last night, Lie Ziying saw that Yang Wu was not afraid of his master. He did not have any confidence in the battle with Yang Wu. However, Yang Wu was injured by his master. His confidence surged again. He could defeat Yang Wu. He wanted to make Yang Wu lose his reputation, step on him, and even kill Yang Wu to avenge his father.
Lie Ziying came to the Challenge Stage early. He sat cross-legged on the Challenge Stage and closed his eyes, quietly waiting for Yang Wu's arrival.
The cold wind blew and dark clouds covered the sky.
The winter weather was getting thicker and the temperature was getting lower and lower. However, Lie Ziying, who was sitting on the Challenge Stage, was still wearing thin clothes. He was not afraid of the cold air at all.
In the blink of an eye, it was noon. Yang Wu still had not appeared. The onlookers below were unhappy and began to shout.
"It's already noon. Is Yang Wu having stage fright? Why isn't he here yet?"
"I don't think so. After all, he's the Vice Commander of the Death Legion, and he has already agreed to a duel. If he doesn't show up, wouldn't his reputation be ruined?"
"Maybe he is just trying to exhaust Li Ziying's patience."
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"Who said our Vice Captain is afraid to accept the challenge? Hurry up and get out of the way." Li Dazui's big mouth roared from behind the crowd.
Li Dazui's ferocious name spread far and wide. His appearance immediately scared many of the soldiers into opening a path for him.
Shortly after, a group of Death Legion members appeared in front of everyone.
Xue Ji, Violent Dragon, Du Guang Fo, these leaders of the death army all appeared, forming a great battle array, it was extremely terrifying.
Yang Wu, on the other hand, slowly walked out from behind them. His steps were very slow and his movements were very light. He felt that his body was somewhat uncomfortable, and there was no tyrannical power being released from his body.
Li Ziying glanced at him and sneered in his heart, "As expected, he is already crippled."
He stood up and pulled out his Golden Spear. He pointed it at Yang Wu and shouted, "Yang Wu, get up here and accept your death."
Li Ziying's fighting spirit was high, and his entire body was filled with a thick bloody aura. He was like a killing god that had killed his way out of hell, it was quite frightening.
Many soldiers had seen Li Ziying fight before, but this was the first time they truly felt how powerful Li Ziying's true power was.
A few figures appeared below the stage one after another. They were Fen Yaoyang, Wu Yigang, and Right Zha Xi.
Fen Yaoyang was the Young Marshal, and he had already established his position as the number one person among the younger generation in the army. The others were basically Major Generals, and their appearance at the same time naturally caused quite a commotion.
Wan Lanxin also came. She immediately stopped in front of Yang Wu and said, "Wu, your injuries haven't healed yet. Don't go up. I'll replace you in this battle."
Yang Wu smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry. Even if my injuries haven't healed, it will only take a few moves to take him down."
"Don't be impulsive, okay?" Wan Lanxin advised.
Li Ziying shouted on the stage, "Yang Wu, don't dawdle. Hurry up and come up to die."
Yang Wu cast a reassuring look at Wan Lanxin, and then slowly stepped onto the challenge stage.
As soon as he walked up, Nan Runan's voice rang out, "Yang Wu is my man. Kick this clown off the challenge stage and tell him how strong you are."
Nan Runan had obtained the title of Major General as a woman. She was the only woman among the eight Major Generals, and her reputation was widespread. Her roar really made many soldiers worship Yang Wu.
Wan Lanxin was like a proud orchid, heroic and beautiful, seductive and charming; Nan Runan was heroic and heroic, a heroine among women. Both women cared for and admired Yang Wu at the same time. This was not something an ordinary man could do.
"Where does this gigolo get his charm from?" You Zha Xi said with a strong sense of jealousy.
He liked Nan Runan very much, but unfortunately, he had never been able to defeat Nan Runan and capture her heart, which made him feel very frustrated.
Now, the news of Nan Runan falling in love with Yang Wu had already spread like wildfire, which made him extremely unwilling.
"Yang Wu is stronger than you think. If he participates in the battle for the position of Young Marshal, maybe I will have to go all out." Fen Yaoyang said. He silently added in his heart, "The odds of winning and losing may only be 50-50."
"I'd like to see if he can take down Li Ziying. That guy is not a good person." You Zha Xi said.
"Let's see. I hope Li Ziying can force him to use some of his strength." Fen Yaoyang responded.
At this time, Cao Qinggong came out of nowhere and said, "Yang Wu was seriously injured last night. I'm afraid you will be disappointed in this battle."
Yan Mingzheng, who was not far away, heard this and hurried over to ask, "Qinggong, how did Brother Yang get injured?"
"It's a long story. Let's wait and see. I hope he doesn't try to be brave." Cao Qinggong said with a wry smile.
Originally, he also thought that Yang Wu would not accept the challenge today. Who knew that Yang Wu really came, but he was still not optimistic about Yang Wu's chances of winning.
On the challenge platform, Yang Wu looked calmly at Li Ziying and said, "Uncle, you are very courageous to come to this challenge platform today."
"Hehe, don't think that you are very powerful. My master said that your life will be left to my junior brother. Today, I will teach you how to behave." Li Ziying laughed sinisterly.
"If I was not injured, would you dare to take yourself seriously?" Yang Wu asked.
"Even if you were not injured, you would only be defeated by me!" After Li Ziying responded, he did not talk nonsense. He held the Golden Spear and stabbed toward Yang Wu's throat.
Li Ziying did not show any mercy. He just wanted to test how much Yang Wu's injury had recovered.
His master had told him that Yang Wu would need at least a month to fully recover from his injury. It was considered good that he could move freely overnight.
Yang Wu's injury had healed long ago. Wang Jiuchong and Li Ziying did not know that he had an immortal body.
Li Ziying's attack was not worth mentioning in Yang Wu's eyes. However, Yang Wu planned to use Li Ziying to practice his Roaring Flame Cross Spear. He deliberately pretended to be in a dangerous position to avoid Li Ziying's attack.
"You can actually dodge it. Not bad!" Li Ziying praised. The spear's momentum changed. The Golden Blood Evil Spirit floated and swept toward Yang Wu.
Yang Wu pulled out an ivory spear from his back. This was a trophy he had obtained from the Barbarian Tribe. He began to use the Roaring Flame Cross Spear Technique to fight with Li Ziying.
Last night, he had used the God's Court to evolve the Roaring Flame Cross Spear from the microscopic stage to the proficient stage. However, in actual combat, he was still at the microscopic stage. He needed to practice before he could improve his realm.
Yang Wu suppressed the power in his dantian and directly used his physical strength to challenge Li Ziying. There was no Xuan Qi released from the spear's momentum. There were only bursts of spear shadows that constantly intertwined, forming a "cross" shape to respond to Li Ziying's attack.
"A deathbed struggle!" When Li Ziying saw that Yang Wu could not even use Xuan Qi, he concluded that Yang Wu's injury had really not recovered. He became more excited and his attacks became more violent. He was determined to pierce Yang Wu under his spear as soon as possible.
The Xuan Qi that Li Ziying blasted out contained Evil Spirit. It could imperceptibly affect people's emotions and mentality, allowing him to take advantage of the situation. This was also the reason why he had always won easily.
However, Yang Wu was not afraid of any Evil Spirit at all. He was not affected at all. He still used the Roaring Flame Cross Spear and used pure strength to exchange blows with Li Ziying.
Li Ziying's attacks fell on Yang Wu's Ivory Spear, forcing Yang Wu to retreat continuously. However, although Yang Wu seemed to be at a disadvantage, he was not defeated. This made Li Ziying very depressed.
The people below the field were also very surprised. They found that Yang Wu was actually using combat skills to exchange blows with Li Ziying and was still undefeated. This was already an eye-opener for them.
"Yang Wu is really injured?" Yan Mingzheng looked at Cao Qinggong and asked again with certainty.
"Absolutely. He was injured by a King Consecrator. I saw it with my own eyes. How could it be fake?" Cao Qinggong patted his chest and said. Then he added, "However, he has an alchemist master. Maybe he swallowed an elixir and his injury was almost healed."
"The injury should not be completely healed. He can't even use Xuan Qi." Fen Yaoyang said. He paused and said, "He can tie with Li Ziying with just the Roaring Flame Cross Spear Technique. He is indeed extraordinary."
"Li Ziying has not used his full strength yet. If he uses his full strength, Yang Wu will definitely lose," Right Zha Xi said.
At this time, Li Ziying had already lost his patience and shouted, "I will destroy you with one blow."
The Blood Lion was ferocious!
Li Ziying seemed to have transformed into a male lion. He opened his mouth wide and the golden Xuan Qi condensed a thick Evil Spirit. Half of the challenge platform was shrouded by this powerful force. He wanted to kill Yang Wu with a strong momentum.
After a series of polishing moves, Yang Wu's spear technique was finally in line with the realm of the God's Court meditation. The Roaring Flame Cross Spear had reached the proficient stage.
"Even if I don't use Xuan Qi, I will still defeat you!" Yang Wu adjusted his state to the best. His figure brushed past Li Ziying's attack at an extremely fast speed. The Ivory Spear pierced an invisible "ten" and landed on Li Ziying's body.
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