"Wind Breathing Technique!"
After a fierce fight, Tang Jingyu suddenly twirled his fingers, and a silver light flickered on his fingertips. A strong wind suddenly blew up on the stage. The strong wind rolled rapidly and turned into a small hurricane like white mist, shrouding the young man named Qin. Inside.
"True Dharma!" A disciple in the audience exclaimed.
"You have actually mastered such a powerful true method!" Some disciples were extremely envious.
Surrounded by the hurricane, the boy named Qin was obviously caught off guard. At this time, Tang Jingyu also rushed into the hurricane. The surrounding power seemed to rotate with the swing of his arms. He quickly struck out with two palms, knocking the boy named Qin out of the ring. Fall down.
Whoosh!
The fallen boy was caught by a force and pulled to He Buyu's side.
The young man with a squinting smile had a slightly cold expression at the moment. He glanced at Tang Jingyu on the stage: "You have mastered the true method after only one year of practice. Senior Mu has indeed received a good disciple."
Mu Xuefeng's face was indifferent, she sat on her grand master's chair as if she were sitting high in the clouds, and did not respond.
With the same mentality, He Buyu in front of her was not qualified to talk to her about this.
Zhuang Bizhe chuckled and said, "Junior Brother He, who is coming next?"
He Buyu looked at the people around him. There were a few good players beside him. Their strength was slightly inferior to Qin Feng. It would not be difficult to fight against the person who was defeated by Qin Feng before. But against the Tang Jingyu in front of him, it was just Delivery portion.
"I can only leave it to you." He Buyu looked at a young man beside him.
This young man looks ordinary in appearance, not outstanding in any way, but he has a calm temperament that is not alarmed by any change.
"No problem, Senior Brother He."
The young man said with a smile.
After saying that, he took a step forward and fell straight into the deep ditch outside the arena in front of him, falling like a weight without using any movement skills to slow down.
But the moment he landed, he stood quietly without causing much impact, as if he was standing there originally.
This move made many people's eyes change, and they were a little shocked.
The next moment, the young man kicked his feet slightly and jumped easily to the same height as the ring. He stepped forward with the soles of his feet, just on the edge of the ring, as if he was walking onto the ring from a flat ground.
The whole process was extremely casual and relaxed, which shocked many students and disciples present. They didn't expect that someone could control the power to such a fine level.
Moreover, he is still a freshman like them.
Zhuang Bizhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Tang Jingyu. Seeing the interested look on the other party's face, he felt a little relieved when he thought of the other party's true method: "Get ready, let's start."
"Please enlighten me Fang." The young man calmly handed over his hand.
Upon seeing this, Tang Jingyu returned the favor: "Tang Jingyu, please give me some advice."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man named Fang took action boldly, quickly bullied him, and in a blink of an eye, he was more than ten meters in front of Tang Jingyu.
"Wind Breathing Technique!"
Tang Jingyu immediately used his true method again. Since it had already been exposed, there was no need to hide it.
The hurricane reappeared and enveloped the young man surnamed Fang. The young man surnamed Fang who had been sprinting suddenly slowed down and seemed to be walking straight and calmly, but every step was extremely steady and as solid as a rock. The hurricane was unable to shake his body.
"Um?"
Tang Jingyu raised his eyebrows, and then his fingering suddenly changed: "Spiritual mist!"
Snow-white mist suddenly floated out of the hurricane, and the power of the hurricane also slowed down, but the rolling white mist gradually occupied the entire arena.
No one else could clearly see the two figures in the white mist, but Tang Jingyu could clearly sense the opponent's position and immediately punched them head-on.
Whoosh!
The young man surnamed Fang suddenly turned his head, and then swung his palm sharply, slashing Tang Jingyu's neck, quickly and accurately. Tang Jingyu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly twisted his neck to dodge, but the palm turned into a sharp claw, grabbing Tang Jingyu's shoulder, pulling and pushing, while pushing, the young man named Fang's shoulder was like iron It hit Tang Jingyu like a mountain, and hit Tang Jingyu's neck and throat with his elbow. This action was extremely fast, and in just a blink of an eye, Tang Jingyu flew backwards.
Zhuang Bizhe's face changed slightly.
This spiritual mist is a simple blindfold, and naturally cannot hide their gaze.
Unexpectedly, after meeting each other and using two true methods in succession, Tang Jingyu fell down and was defeated so quickly!
"What a keen skill. He can crush Xiao Tang just by relying on his physical strength and physical skills. This guy is definitely a martial arts fanatic before he becomes a master. He has great physical skills." Zhuang Bizhe's eyes were gloomy, and he could already see this. The victory or defeat of this battle left some unwillingness and anger in his heart, which meant that He Buyu's intimidation was achieved.
Inside the venue.
Tang Jingyu quickly got up from the ground. He felt that his throat was burning, as if it was about to break. Even breathing was painful. He hurriedly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to concentrate on his throat to heal, and then he felt a hint of coolness.
"Spiritual mist and summoning wind are actually ineffective against him. What kind of method is this?" Tang Jingyu looked at the other party in shock. He was born in a family of immortal cultivators. The two true methods in the foundation-building period were secret techniques collected by the family. It is a very powerful method in the foundation building realm, but I didn't expect it to be broken easily!
And the other party hasn't used the real method yet.
"Admit defeat, you are no match for me. Before I became a master, I reached the master level in physical skills." The young man named Fang said with cold eyes, as sharp as lightning.
He is not very old, but he has reached the level of a master. He has long been famous all over the world and is extremely famous among mortals in the secular world.
"Admit defeat?" When Tang Jingyu heard what the other party said, his expression suddenly changed. He felt humiliated and angry. He had never admitted defeat since he was a child. He had to fight for the first place no matter what, and he did it.
"Thunder Thorn!"
Tang Jingyu suddenly pinched his fingers and took action again. A sizzling electric light suddenly appeared, and a thunder appeared in his palm. He clapped his hands towards the opponent and killed him.
The young man surnamed Fang's eyes darkened, as if he saw Tang Jingyu's actions, and he stared at him with full vigilance.
"die!"
Tang Jingyu slapped the opponent's chest with his palm.
But at this moment, the young man surnamed Fang who was staring closely at him shook suddenly. His body narrowly avoided his palm, and he turned over and slapped Tang Jingyu on the back of the head. The heavy force made Tang Jingyu's head buzz. There was a sound, something blank, and he froze in place for a moment, and he was even confused about what he was going to do.
In this moment of confusion, the young man surnamed Fang found an opportunity. He used his hands and feet to punch several times in succession, and then kicked Tang Jingyu in the waist and abdomen, sending his body flying out of the ring.
Tang Jingyu came back to his senses, his expression changed drastically, but he had not yet mastered flying. At this moment, he used the Wind Calling Technique and used the power of this true method to push him back to the ring.
But just as he was turning back, he was hit again with fists and kicks by the young man named Fang. Tang Jingyu had no way to use his strength in mid-air and immediately fell out of the martial arts platform.
A gloomy look flashed in Zhuang Bizhe's eyes, and he caught Tang Jingyu's falling figure with a move of his hand. This move also meant that Tang Jingyu had lost the battle.
Seeing this scene, many disciples outside were a little confused.
The arena was surrounded by white mist, and they could not clearly see the fight between the two, but in the blink of an eye, Tang Jingyu was kicked out of the arena, was he defeated like that
Isn't this white mist Tang Jingyu's true method
Defeated in one's true dharma
Many disciples found it difficult to understand, and immediately thought of a terrifying thing. Could it be that the young man named Fang was already in the Condensing Core Realm? !
Thinking of this, many people couldn't help but take a breath, feeling a chill in their hearts.
At this moment, the white mist on the arena has dissipated, revealing the figure of the young man named Fang, standing on the stage.
Zhuang Bizhe announced the results calmly, showing his grace.
He Buyu chuckled and said: "Senior Brother Zhuang, I heard that Senior Mu has accepted six Immortal Body practitioners this time, let's continue?"
Zhuang Bizhe frowned, glanced at the young man named Fang who was standing on the stage with no intention of going down, and said: "No need, this junior brother Fang is extremely talented, and others may not be his match."
"How do you know if you haven't competed? Besides, it's just a competition. Everyone learns from each other and makes progress together." He Buyu said with a smile.
A flash of anger flashed in Zhuang Bizhe's eyes. He had already said this. Was the other party going to defeat all their disciples before he would give up
(End of chapter)