"It was the second trick just now, and now it's the third trick."
In the sky, beside Fang Chen, a misty mist appeared, and Yin Yao's body appeared, her eyes were full of coldness, she raised her hand, without any moves, she just slapped her down.
"Snapped!"
A whirlwind emerged from the palm of his hand, bombarding Fang Chen's body. The latter had no ability to resist, and flew straight out like a piece of wood.
"Boom!"
Fang Chen fell on the ring and slid more than ten feet away, creating a crack full of gravel and blood.
"Fang Chen!"
Yang Qingxuan let out a cry.
But fortunately, Yin Yao controlled the strength, and Fang Chen fell to the ground. Although it was terrible, he only lost his combat strength and was not seriously injured.
He struggled to stand up, dripping blood all over his body on the ground, panting violently, looking into Yin Yao's eyes, fear flashed across his eyes.
"I lost."
Fang Chen said, taking the initiative to admit defeat.
If the fight continued, it would be nothing but nonsense, and he also knew that it was Yin Yao's mercy that he could still stand here.
The smoke and rain that filled the venue dissipated, and the cold and arrogant woman returned to the ring, as calm as before, as if nothing had happened.
Yi Kun pronounced the verdict: "Yin Yao wins."
Qing Buli smiled and asked Ding Yuan as if showing off: "Brother Ding Yuan, what do you think of this girl?"
Ding Yuan praised without hesitation: "Very powerful."
Su Yu's eyes also flickered, looking at the slender figure, he seemed to have an idea.
Yi Kun said loudly: "Next match: Fu Zhuo vs Young Master Jin."
Chen Ting said with a smile: "You Ye, the leader of your Haotian organization has appeared. Do you think Fu Zhuo can hold the position of the four kings?"
You Ye was indifferent, with a look of indifference, and said: "It's all up to him, the next two games are unknown." He gave Yang Qingxuan a meaningful look.
Chen Ting nodded and said: "The academy's arrangement like this is also appropriate. Yin Yao and Lu Yifan are the default five-strong list, Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng choose one, and the remaining two are among the rest decided."
Yang Qingxuan was quite puzzled and said, "Is the Five Nations Competition really so important?"
"certainly!"
Chen Ting, Lan Mu, You Ye, the three said in unison.
Chen Ting explained: "The five-country competition is equivalent to a demonstration of national power. It is very important whether it is to deter other countries externally or to boost confidence internally. It plays a pivotal role in many important state affairs negotiations. After all It is very difficult for the two countries to go to war now, so the five-nation competition is equivalent to an abbreviated version of a national war."
Yang Qingxuan understood immediately, and said: "So that's the case, I understand."
The conversation of several people stopped, because Fu Zhuo and Mr. Jin stepped onto the ring one after another.
Mr. Jin also achieved sixth place in last year's ranking tournament, second only to Zuo Heng.
Therefore, this battle is considered to be the closest battle between the two sides.
"Jin, I have always admired you more. It would be the best if you can admit defeat directly." Fu Zhuo put his hands behind his back and said calmly.
Under Mr. Jin's bushy eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly smiled, and said, "To each other."
Fu Zhuo had a murderous look on his brows, and said coldly: "So, you really want to fight with me?"
Mr. Jin still had the same smiling face, just a little more surprised, and said: "Last year's ranking tournament, you were lucky to be in the top four. You don't really think you are better than others, do you?"
"Okay! So you don't accept me either!"
These words touched Fu Zhuo's back, and You Ye has always looked down on him, which became his heart disease. Hearing Mr. Jin's words now, he was even more furious, and shouted: "It's just right, I will use you to stand up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong and domineering palm blowing towards his face. Mr. Jin didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he just started to strike, and a "Superior Palm" slammed over!
The soul light on Fu Zhuo's body flickered, and suddenly a khaki-yellow halo formed around his body, like a ring around a star.
"Boom!"
That palm smashed into the star ring, shaking Fu Zhuo's body a few times, but Mr. Jin's face changed drastically, the power of that palm seemed to be sucked in by the star ring, like a stone sinking into the sea.
"not good!"
He also knew that Fu Zhuo's martial spirit was powerful, so he hurriedly retreated.
"I want to leave now, is it too late?"
Fu Zhuo raised his head, his eyes burst into a cold light, and when the star ring turned, his whole body teleported up, stuck in front of Young Master Jin, and punched him.
"Boom!"
The air was constantly shattered, and that punch was like a meteor flying through the sky, condensing all the power of the Great Perfection of the True Martial Realm, it was the punch of Fu Zhuo's anger!
"cicada!"
Shocked, Mr. Jin did not panic, but made a tactic with one hand, a golden light emerged from behind him, took human form, and flew out backwards, which matched his appearance unexpectedly.
"Boom!"
Fu Zhuo punched Young Master Jin angrily, and immediately blasted him apart, breaking him apart.
But as soon as those flesh fragments flashed in the air, they turned into fluorescent lights and dissipated little by little.
The flying golden light manifested on the ring in the distance, it was the real body of Mr. Jin, staring at Fu Zhuo solemnly.
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "Could it be that his martial soul is..."
Chen Ting nodded and said: "Exactly - the golden cicada escapes its shell, this kind of martial spirit is very difficult to deal with."
Yang Qingxuan swallowed, and said: "That Fu Zhuo's martial soul seems even weirder?"
There was a strange color in You Ye's eyes, and he said: "Fu Zhuo's martial spirit is very terrifying, it's called Space Devouring, it can directly swallow space, this is a martial spirit that even I am afraid of."
Yang Qingxuan knew it well, and immediately understood the series of changes in Fu Zhuo's body when the two fought just now, first swallowing the palm of Mr. Jin, and then swallowing the distance between the two, producing a teleportation effect.
He looked up the arena and found that the arena was indeed deformed. It was because he devoured the space twice, making the square arena wrinkled. Most people were paying attention to the fierce battle between the two, but did not notice this.
Du Ruoman was horrified, and couldn't help but said: "Such a terrifying martial soul, isn't it invincible?"
"Invincible? Hehe."
You Ye smiled indifferently, and said: "Martial spirit is only a part of the warrior. It is born by the warrior and feeds back to the warrior himself. Although it is important, the more important thing is..."
Halfway through his speech, he suddenly stopped, looked at Yang Qingxuan, as if considering him, and asked, "Do you know what is more important?"
Yang Qingxuan said calmly: "There is no invincible method in the world, only invincible people."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was moved.
Even You Ye himself was stunned for a long while, and repeated several times, looking at Yang Qingxuan's eyes, with a strong look of jealousy.
Yang Qingxuan said: "Du Ruo, your Yulei is also very terrifying. If the realm is improved, even if Fu Zhuo can swallow the space, you can blow him to pieces."
(end of this chapter)