Zhang Haoran's aura was not intentionally hidden, all the disciples in the inner sect could feel the fluctuation of his true qi, and many people were surprised: "It's true qi, he has broken through to the condensed true state."
"Another genius is born. With his talent, I'm afraid he will be able to climb up to us soon." Although Zhang Haoran was originally a rare genius, the inner disciples would not take him seriously. After all, there are many geniuses. Usually, he cultivates very fast, but when he reaches the breakthrough level, he is not as good as some disciples with slightly better aptitude. Only geniuses who have reached a certain level can be truly valued by others.
"Hey, it seems that we have to work harder. It's always uncomfortable to be surpassed, and there are still a bunch of people above."
"That is, the core disciples don't think about it for the time being. There are a few perverts among the inner disciples who have practiced the top-level skills of the human level to the seventh peak of the highest state, and still let people live."
"The higher the level of the kung fu, the harder it is to improve it, so even if you give me a low-level kung fu at the earth level, I can't practice it."
Just as the inner disciples were discussing with each other, Wu Zongming stepped onto the stage.
"Zhang Haoran, you are not the only one who has advanced to the Realm Condensation Realm." Phew, a pure aura emanated from Wu Zongming's body, and dust swept across the stage.
Wu Zongming had also become a Condensed Realm martial artist, and many people showed interest.
Zhang Haoran sneered and said: "You were not my opponent when you were practicing Qi, and you are not my opponent now."
Wu Zongming said: "Can I see the real trick, Ye Chen, you go down first." In fact, he has no background at all against Zhang Haoran, and the reason why he stands out is to let Ye Chen recover his internal energy.
Ye Chen smiled lightly, and said to Zhang Haoran, "You want to punch me three times?"
"I know that you have consumed a lot of internal energy. If you really fight against each other, you will undoubtedly suffer a lot. Now as long as you can catch my three punches without losing, you will be considered as a winner. How about it?" rattle.
Wu Zongming hurriedly said: "Ye Chen, don't agree, what you are good at is swordsmanship, but what he is good at is handwork." Immediately he shouted at Zhang Haoran: "Zhang Haoran, you can't be so shameless."
Zhang Haoran said indifferently: "Did I tell him not to use the sword?"
"I promise you, the conflict between us should be resolved." Ye Chen took a deep breath, slowly calming down the boiling blood.
"Okay then!" Wu Zongming knew he had nothing to do, so he dodged and fell off the stage.
On the stage, looking at the confident Zhang Haoran, Ye Chen remembered what happened in the welcome hall a month ago. Liu Wuxiang, one of the four core disciples of Emerald Valley, and Luo Hanshan, the second core disciple of the sect It can be said that it is a strong showdown.
Now, he also has the opportunity to fight with others for three punches. Although the strength of both sides is far inferior to the previous two, it still makes people excited and full of pride in their hearts.
"Let's get started!" Ye Chen seemed to have no intention of using the sword, so he folded his hands together.
Zhang Haoran snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "If you don't use the sword, you can't take the two moves. Don't you think I'm as easy to deal with as that waste Huang Bingwen."
"To be honest, I haven't shown my real strength yet against Huang Bingwen." Ye Chen smiled lightly.
"What, he's only at the ninth level of the Qi training realm, and he didn't show much strength when fighting Huang Bingwen. Is he pretending to be mysterious, or talking nonsense." Immediately, the surrounding disciples were buzzing.
In the crowd, Huang Bingwen's face turned pale when he heard the words, and he said angrily, "It's really unreasonable. If I hadn't underestimated him, this would not have happened."
The inner disciple next to him sighed and said, "Huang Bingwen, whether you admit it or not, if you lose, you lose. There is nothing to talk about."
"I just can't get enough of it." Huang Bingwen clenched his fists tightly, making the sound of crunching bones.
After hearing Ye Chen's words, Zhang Haoran burst out laughing, "Okay, take my first move, Frozen Universe!"
When Zhang Haoran was still at the tenth level of inner energy, Zhang Haoran's cold palm was already extremely powerful, and the cold wind was blowing. At this time, he had been promoted to a martial artist in the Condensed Realm, and when he made a move, the wind and snow hit his face. Spread to the direction of Ye Chen.
On the way, the wind and snow entangled together and bit towards Ye Chen fiercely.
clang!
Ye Chen clenched his right palm tightly, making the sound of gold and iron clashing, and punched out without hesitation.
The wind and snow covered the figures of both of them, making it difficult for the naked eye to see clearly. The majestic momentum even alarmed some inner disciples, not to mention Ye Chen's defeated Huang Bingwen.
"How is it possible, this is obviously only a human-level high-level martial skill, why is it so powerful in Zhang Haoran's hands." Huang Bingwen looked shocked.
Naturally, Zhang Haoran didn't hear what Huang Bingwen said, and he didn't care if he heard it. The difference between genius and mediocrity cannot be measured in a way, so how can he understand it.
In the snowstorm, Ye Chen couldn't see with his eyes and couldn't hear with his ears, but he had a super sense, and he could clearly 'see' Zhang Haoran's movements and expressions without missing a trace.
"Die!"
Zhang Haoran slapped Ye Chen's chest with his palm.
"Not necessarily." Ye Chen waited for work with ease, and took advantage of the situation to punch out.
Boom!
The wind and snow exploded all over the sky, Ye Chen's fist and Zhang Haoran's palm were pressed against each other, and the two sides stood still there, refusing to give in to each other.
Faced with this situation, Zhang Haoran grinned, his left hand turned into a fist, and struck Ye Chen's chest like lightning.
But what surprised him was that he had also been hit at some point, and it was also on his chest.
The crowd only heard the sound of two collisions, and the two people on the stage flew back, staggering.
"Haha! My Iron Clothes skill is already great, you can't hurt me no matter what." Zhang Haoran patted his chest with an indifferent face.
The clothes on Ye Chen's chest had been shattered. He looked down and saw that the tough and dense muscles were covered with a jade-like luster, covered with a trace of frost. With the shock of his inner strength, he was quickly shaken away, and scattered It fell off like crystal powder.
Raising his head, Ye Chen said, "You didn't hurt me either."
This time Zhang Haoran's expression turned ugly, "I didn't expect that you also practiced a body-strengthening exercise. I really underestimated you, but this punch, you will definitely lose."
"Tiger Roaring Dragon Fist!"
Compared with a few months ago, Zhang Haoran is more proficient in mastering the Tiger Roaring Dragon Fist. The majestic blue airflow gathers outside his palm, making the sound of a tiger howling, and immediately pulls out a brilliant light tail and blasts at Ye Dust, like the flying dragon soaring into the sky.
Staggering his steps, Ye Chen pulled his right fist back and growled in his heart: "My strength now exceeds 10,000 catties, and I can even kill an elephant. Today, I will let you be the first to experience it!"
Chi!
Lunge and punch, Ye Chen's fist is stronger than any weapon, tearing the air instantly, squeezing out a shallow layer of air film in front of the fist, constantly tightening.
The two fists collided, and Zhang Haoran flew upside down in horror, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air.