"This kid is looking for death, do you know him?"
"I know him. His name is Ye Chen. More than half a year ago, he was only at the fourth level of Qi training. Now I can't see through it. No wonder my self-confidence is inflated."
"It's useless to make rapid progress! Although Senior Brother Huang Bingwen is only three or four hundred disciples out of the inner sect, he is still an early-stage martial artist in the Condensed Realm, and we outer disciples are not enough to see him."
"That's right, Ye Chen is going to be in trouble!"
There was a lot of discussion among the outer disciples, while the inner disciples watched coldly.
"Boy, die!" On the stage, Huang Bingwen didn't gather much momentum, and rushed out, grabbing Ye Chen's head with his claws in the air, and the black claws made a chi-chi piercing sound.
"Rectifying Demon Claw!" Ye Chen recognized the opponent's martial skill. This claw technique is at the top level of the human level. With one claw strike, even steel plates can be torn apart. The strength of the claws can penetrate the true energy of warriors of the same level.
Whoosh!
Ye Chen touched the ground lightly, and the person flew backwards, avoiding the cover of the claw light.
Huang Bingwen's eyes were different, and he sternly shouted: "Want to hide? Hit the sky!"
In the early stages of the Realm Condensation Realm, warriors were able to release their true energy and kill people from a distance. Huang Bingwen tore his hands out of thin air, the pitch-black true energy ghost claws shot out in the air, and the shadows filled the air.
"Do you release your true energy? It's really troublesome." Fighting against a martial artist of the Condensed Realm, besides the gap in various aspects, the martial artist of the Qi Cultivation Realm suffers most from the fact that they cannot attack from a long distance, and at most they can send out a mixture of three or four meters away. It's just a palm wind and a fist wind with internal energy, and it doesn't have much lethality.
Condensed Realm warriors are different, they can kill people even at a distance of ten meters, and some martial arts even require a certain distance to exert their power.
When Jin Yan Kung was used to the limit, Ye Chen's figure flickered, leaving an afterimage on the spot. The real body bypassed the claw shadow and launched a counterattack at Huang Bingwen.
"Looking for death, you are the one waiting."
Huang Bingwen didn't expect Ye Chen's speed to be so fast, but he was not worried at all, and he clawed back at Ye Chen.
On the way, Ye Chen leaned down, with his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and a pair of sharp eyes fixed on Huang Bingwen.
Ten steps!
Seven steps!
Five steps!
A sword light distorted like water struck out in an instant, piercing through the gap of the claw shadow like a loach.
"The seventh form of Flowing Clouds and Flowing Water, seek gaps!"
The simpler the move, the more effective it is sometimes, because it has no flaws at all.
Before the sword arrived, Huang Bingwen's chest felt cool and numb, and goose bumps popped up. He was extremely surprised, Ye Chen's strength was completely beyond his expectation.
However, he is still a martial artist in the early stages of Condensed Realm. He has walked in the rivers and lakes for a while, and has also experienced a few fights. After being surprised, he roared angrily, "Mysterious aura!"
hum!
The air fluctuated for a while. Looking at it with the naked eye, the space three feet above Huang Bing's tattoo seemed to be distorted.
"It's the fifth level of the Xuanzhong Heart Sutra!" Several inner disciples frowned and took a high look at Huang Bingwen.
Ye Chen frowned, and drew back quickly.
Huang Bingwen said confidently: "In front of my mysterious and heavy aura, your attacks will be ineffective, but my attacks are enough to affect your balance."
"Not necessarily!" Ye Chen thought about it.
"I'll defeat you with one move this time." Huang Bingwen's face was not very good. He planned to defeat Ye Chen with one move before teaching Zhang Haoran a lesson. Who would have expected that Ye Chen would be so difficult to deal with, and his movements were like an antelope's horns, without a trace. He failed to touch him several times in a row, and the sword technique seemed simple, but he had to use all his strength to activate the fifth layer of the Xuanzhong Heart Sutra, which was completely opposite to the imagined situation.
"Long Youbu!"
With a stretch of his figure, Huang Bingwen stepped forward with both feet, and several strides were made in one breath, like a soaring dragon, he rushed towards Ye Chen.
"Huang Bingwen even showed his Xuanzhong aura and Longyoubu, is this Ye Chen so powerful?" Many inner disciples didn't fight Ye Chen face to face, so they didn't know the mystery.
"I can tell that this Ye Chen is definitely a genius with swords." An inner disciple said slowly with a solemn expression. "
"How to say!"
"I have seen senior sister Zhu Mei compete with other core disciples. They also use the Xingyun sword technique. Although the power is not great, it is very difficult to defend and is not limited by routines."
"You think of him too highly! Can he compare with Elder Sister?"
"Don't ask me, I don't know, unless some powerful inner disciples or core disciples can see the name."
"In any case, this Ye Chen is famous."
Facing Huang Bingwen who was rushing towards him, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, and at the same time his steps were staggered, he used the ninth form of the Xingyun swordsmanship, night light.
The night light is like water, and the sword light is diffuse.
Huang Bingwen's eyes were dazzled. He never knew that Xingyun swordsmanship was so powerful, but these were not enough to make him retreat. His left hand was clawed, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, and they struck out at the same time.
"Correction Gale Claw, Fist!"
The sword claws collided, making crackling and cracking sounds.
Ye Chen suddenly rose from the ground, drifted back slightly, and immediately clenched his left fist, covered with a faint golden light, and met Huang Bingwen's right fist.
boom!
The two different strengths squeezed each other, and finally exploded, causing waves of air ripples.
At this time, Ye Chen floated backwards to relieve some of his strength. As soon as the soles of his feet hit the ground, his momentum suddenly changed, and he rushed out like a mountain collapsed, and stabbed Huang Bingwen with his sword very quickly.
"not good!"
Huang Bingwen was a little caught off guard, the Xuanzhong aura increased to the limit, and his head tilted at the same time.
Pooh!
The sword's edge was distorted by the aura, and brushed against Huang Bingwen's cheek, bringing up a stream of fresh blood.
"Vajra Immeasurable!"
Ye Chen roared loudly, the golden light on his left fist was like a cast of gold, he took advantage of the situation and slammed towards the opponent fiercely, making a sound of popping through the air.
Huang Bingwen opened his eyes and howled miserably, "Boy, I want you to die."
Huang Bingwen was the first to fly out. His profound aura was broken, and Ye Chen punched him in the chest. With a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood spewed out, accompanied by the sound of ribs breaking.
Ye Chen also flew out, and Huang Bingwen was able to send out punches after being punched, and hit Ye Chen's left chest through the air.
It's just that Ye Chen had already secretly used the Suiyu Strengthening Technique, and this air-stretching punch had no effect except to make his blood stagnate and his inner qi boil.
"Ye Chen actually won, isn't he too strong!" Everyone in the audience was taken aback, looking at Huang Bingwen, who had suffered a disastrous defeat, and Ye Chen, who was standing still, in disbelief.
Zhang Haoran sneered. He was really surprised. Ye Chen, who was not in his eyes two months ago, now has the strength to defeat the disciples of the inner sect. Real warriors, their strength has more than doubled.
"Ye Chen, do you dare to receive three punches from me?" Zhang Haoran didn't see how he moved, he was already on the stage, completely ignoring the distance between them.