Dominate! Dominate! Dominate!
Ouyang Ming's eyes were full of energy, and there was only one thought in his mind.
I want to dominate!
The moment he saw Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Wu Hanning enter the ring, infinite pride surged from the bottom of his heart.
He doesn't want to be a bystander at this moment, but wants to be the master of today.
The evil energy on his body slowly boiled as he continued to approach the square, just like the coercion Wu Hanning had released previously, occupying the surrounding space bit by bit, and finally shocked the entire audience.
At this time, the number of people in the square was much smaller than at the beginning. After all, today is the first day of the Wanbao Conference, although the appearance of the Overlord has attracted the attention of countless people. But after all, there are only a few people who come to the Wanbao Conference purely to watch the excitement.
Perhaps, after they fulfill their wishes, they will devote all their extra time here.
However, the square at this moment is still the most attractive place. Although it can't be said to be a huge crowd, it was still in the thousands.
The moment Ouyang Ming appeared in the square, those in front of him suddenly felt numbness all over their bodies, and the feeling of being stared at by ancient carnivores suddenly rose from the bottom of their hearts. Without thinking, everyone subconsciously moved out of the way and turned their heads to look in shock.
They immediately saw a young man walking slowly. His speed was not fast, and he had a happy smile on his face. However, anyone who came within ten steps of the young man seemed to see the phantom of a huge beast floating on the young man's body.
Those seemingly harmless eyes were so frightening at this moment that they lost the courage to even look at each other.
Mental oppression is the result of Ouyang Ming stripping out the mental power attack in the mental fist and releasing it separately. It is also a special ability that he mastered after learning from Wu Hanning's mental power attack.
Under the cover of this ability, all those who are exposed to mental oppression will no longer pay attention to his martial arts cultivation, but will devote all their attention to resisting this mental oppression.
However, unless you encounter the ancestor of the Jidao, this level of pressure is enough to make anyone retreat.
Everyone gave way, their steps staggered, and they retreated involuntarily. An oval circle suddenly formed invisibly.
In an instant, more people paid attention to the chaos caused here. People who were a little further away could not feel Ouyang Ming's mental oppression, and their eyes all showed surprise.
A shady young man was walking slowly. Within ten steps of him, everyone else gave in as if they had encountered a savage beast. What the hell was going on
Ouyang Ming controlled his spiritual power just right and did not release it unscrupulously. But it is precisely because of this that this misunderstanding occurs.
On the ring, Zuoqiu Hongyuan was fighting with someone, and the two sides seemed to be fighting inextricably. But at this moment, Zuoqiu Hongyuan suddenly turned his head and looked towards Ouyang Ming in the fierce battle. Although there is only one glance, the content contained in this glance is extremely rich.
Ouyang Ming's footsteps paused slightly, and the smile on his face became brighter.
This Zuoqiu Hongyuan is clearly very capable!
He raised his head and glanced at Zuoqiu Hongyuan who turned around. The eyes contained the same powerful power.
Zuoqiu Hongyuan's figure during the fight actually trembled slightly, but the swaying of his figure was resolved invisibly.
On another arena, Wu Hanning was sitting in a large carved chair. After winning two games, there was no one left to compete with her on stage. The status of a royal family is still useful at certain times.
At this time, she looked at Ouyang Ming indifferently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, showing a hint of amusement that she should have had.
In the forging room, after comparing her mental strength with Ouyang Ming, she knew that this blacksmith was by no means a simple figure. What about Yin quality cultivation? With such a powerful spiritual power in his body, his martial arts cultivation is just a mere auxiliary skill.
When she showed her mental coercion and took the stage forcefully, she thought Ouyang Ming would do the same.
But she didn't expect Ouyang Ming to turn around and leave, which disappointed her.
However, the boy finally came.
At this moment, there was actually a sense of relief in her heart. If Ouyang Ming really avoids fighting, then her evaluation in her heart will plummet. For some reason, she just didn't want this to happen.
Watching Ouyang Ming walking all the way, while others were retreating, there was a trace of satisfaction and tenderness in her eyes.
Moving to the center of the square, Ouyang Ming glanced at the two occupied arenas in the center.
When he did this, those bystanders who had been exposed to his strong mental pressure were all excited. They all had a strong feeling that a good show seemed to be about to take place.
However, just when they were excited. Ouyang Ming suddenly smiled, walked straight towards the other ring, and stepped onto the ring under their dumbfounded gazes.
The strong aura on his body suddenly disappeared, and Ouyang Ming sat down with a smile.
A moment later, a royal guard rushed from a distance and shouted sharply: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"
Although his voice was stern, his movements were extremely cautious, and he did not look down upon Ouyang Ming in the slightest because he only had a yin-like aura.
After all, the strange sight of everyone retreating within ten steps of this kid's journey was too impressive. This royal guard is not a reckless person. Although he has to interrogate him due to his duties, he does not want to offend such a strange person at all.
Ouyang Ming smiled slightly. At this time, he restrained his aura and was no different from an ordinary Yin-level warrior.
"I want to dominate."
"W-what?" The royal guard was startled, and his eyes widened.
"I want to dominate!"
"Domineering... domineering you!" The royal guard's eyes widened, and there was indescribable anger in his heart.
Forget about Zuoqiu Hongyuan, he is the proud son of Huangsha County.
Wu Han Ningba Lei... Those are the children of the royal family, and even if their royal guards have great courage, they don't dare to stop them.
However, you, a little Yin-level warrior, dare to join in the fun. If everyone followed your example, wouldn't winning the first prize in the competition become a big laughing stock
In the square, a burst of laughter suddenly erupted.
Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Wu Hanning are both famous figures. Although their Ba Lei aroused everyone's hostility and dissatisfaction, everyone respects them and recognizes their strength.
However, a Yin-level warrior suddenly jumped out and said something about Ba Lei in imitation, which filled their hearts with joy.
However, in the square, there were also some people with gloomy expressions who did not join in the ridicule. They were all cultivators who had experienced Ouyang Ming's spiritual oppressive power. At this time, when they looked at Ou Yangming's figure on the ring, their expressions were quite strange.
That guy who is as terrifying as an ancient giant beast is actually just a Yin cultivator
Looking at Ouyang Ming's eyes, an extremely strange thought emerged in their hearts. Isn't this guy pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger...
Ouyang Ming glanced at the royal guard indifferently and said, "If they can dominate, why can't I?"
The royal guard became angry and said: "They are all Yang-level cultivators, how about you?"
Ouyang Ming scratched his scalp and asked suddenly: "Is there any rule that prohibits Yin-level warriors from dominating?"
The royal guard was immediately speechless. He hesitated for a long time and then said bravely: "Boy, on the ring, life or death, don't regret it!"
Ouyang Ming nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, I don't regret it."
The royal guard nodded solemnly, turned around, and said sternly: "Everyone, this kid is arrogant and wants to imitate Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Her Royal Highness Princess!" His voice spread far away: "Let one If a Yin-level warrior is fighting, if I were not a guard, I would be the first to go on stage and beat him down!"
After saying that, he turned his head, smiled ferociously at Ouyang Ming, and then turned and left.
Sure enough, his words immediately aroused the indignation of countless people. Those strong Yang-level people still maintain their identity and are not willing to bully the small with the big. However, Yin-grade warriors are different.
Three figures jumped onto the ring almost in no particular order. They were three fourth- or fifth-level Yin-grade warriors. Their movements were either erratic or swift, but each of them possessed extraordinary abilities. combat effectiveness.
However, after the three of them came on stage, they were all stunned.
Of course, it is possible to win the first prize in a martial arts competition or in a wheel battle, but it is not possible to use more to bully a smaller number.
Even if Ou Yangming's behavior has caused public outrage, they would not dare to do this.
Ouyang Ming stood up with a smile. He patted his butt and said, "You all want to challenge?"
The three of them looked at each other angrily. Although they had different thoughts in their hearts, their attitudes were the same.
Ouyang Ming sighed softly and said, "Well, in that case, let's start with you first." He swayed and came to a middle-aged man, and punched out slowly.
This punch seemed to be weak, making people laugh.
The middle-aged man sneered, stepped forward, sat down on his horse, roared violently, and punched.
However, just when he threw out the punch, his expression suddenly changed, and even his eyes were full of fear.
An indescribable terrifying aura suddenly came down like an overwhelming force, instantly destroying his momentum, confidence and will.
This is as much pressure as the ancestor of Jida, how can it be tolerated by ordinary Yin-level warriors
At this moment, it was as if his body and consciousness were bound by an invisible force, and he could no longer move at all.
Ouyang Ming's soft, almost effortless punch lightly hit his body.
The huge body flew up, rolled in mid-air, and fell heavily on the ring.
Suddenly, the entire square was filled with strange looks, and no one made any sound except Zuoqiu Hongyuan and his opponent.