Immortal Path to Heaven

Chapter 302: It's mine

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With one punch, he knocked down a fourth-level warrior from the ring.

This does not seem to be a difficult matter, because the Yang-level experts present all pride themselves on possessing such powerful strength.

However, what if the person who achieves all this is not a strong Yang-level person, but a Yin-level cultivator of the same kind

Killing someone of the same level with one punch, this kind of strength is really worthy of surprise.

However, their surprise was just the beginning.

Ouyang Ming turned around, grinned widely, and said with a smile, "You are the second one."

The person he stared at was a fifth-level cultivator in his thirties who was at the peak of the Yin level. He snorted and said angrily: "You have such a crazy tone, junior!" Before he finished speaking, he had already taken the lead.

Ouyang Ming's mastery of the mental fist is quite good, and he can control the mental oppression and release it on one person.

Therefore, this person did not feel anything strange. However, it is impossible to say that my heart is not touched when I witness a fourth-level Yin-grade warrior being knocked off the stage without any resistance. Therefore, when Ouyang Ming said that he was the second person to be beaten, he took action immediately and wanted to take the lead so that he would not be inexplicably dealt with by Ouyang Ming.

Ouyang Ming curled his lips, his eyes condensed, and his huge spiritual power was immediately released, forming a huge pressure in an instant and crushing him.

The puncher's eyes were bright. He stared at Ouyang Ming, his heart filled with endless joy.

If Ouyang Ming were to dodge and give way, he would not be able to make a quick victory. However, this kid actually stood there motionless as if he was stupid. That's right, there's not even a blocking gesture.

If he punched this kid on the head, he would definitely win with one punch.

As soon as he thought of this, his heart became more and more fiery, and his fists became more and more fierce.

However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly went dark, and a powerful terror that he couldn't resist instantly occupied his entire heart.

Without any delay, the man's consciousness suddenly fell into absolute darkness.

Although the originally powerful punch did not become limp, it still moved with the flow and was no longer flexible at all.

Ouyang Ming turned his body slightly to one side and moved out of the way easily.

"boom… "

The man's body fell heavily onto the ring and became motionless.

The third person's eyes almost bulged out. He stared blankly at Ouyang Ming, his eyes full of fear. At this moment, this handsome young man was as terrifying as a demon in his eyes.

Ouyang Ming raised his head, and the powerful mental pressure condensed again, impacting like a substance.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but when he saw the man roaring "Wow", he immediately turned around, jumped off the ring at a very fast speed, then pushed through the crowd and disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

Shaking his head slightly, Ouyang Ming saw this person on stage for the first time and thought he had some bravery. But I didn't expect this person to be so unintimidated. He only released a trace of mental pressure, and he didn't even have to speak, and this person had already escaped without a trace.

His eyes moved towards the bottom of the ring.

Except for the sound of Zuoqiu Hongyuan's fists hitting his opponent, there was no sound anymore.

The eyes of everyone under the ring were even more different when looking at him. Not to mention the Yin-level warriors, even the eyes of those Yang-level experts were full of vigilance.

This time, the three Yin-level warriors who entered the arena were defeated in a confused manner, which was so confusing.

The first one was punched out by Ou Yangming. Although the punch seemed so light that it couldn't even kill an ant, it was still a shot.

However, starting from the second position, the situation in the ring became a bit mysterious.

Ouyang Ming stepped aside, and the second Yin-level warrior who struck first fainted immediately after punching him.

No one saw how Ouyang Ming took action. They even wondered whether the second warrior had a sudden attack of some disease, which was why he suddenly fell to the ground. However, the third warrior was even more exaggerated.

When facing the second warrior, although Ouyang Ming did not take action, he finally moved his body and made a dodge action.

When facing the third warrior, he just raised his head.

That's right, he raised his head like this, and then the third Yin-level warrior turned around and ran away as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

This process is full of weirdness and mystery, and it is simply terrifying to think about it.

If Ou Yangming was upright and defeated these people with one punch and one kick, then everyone might admire him, but they would never feel as terrified as they do now.

This way of winning was beyond their imagination and could definitely challenge the limits of what they could bear.

In the square, the royal guard who had come on stage to scold him gasped and shrank his neck. A colleague next to him whispered: "Captain, why don't you take off your uniform before your shift comes and go on stage to teach him a lesson?"

The guard was furious and turned around to see a colleague with whom he didn't usually get along well.

Even without turning his head, he could feel the strange glances from all around him. However, at this moment, even if he was given ten more courages, he would not dare to step into the ring.

Ouyang Ming patted his clothes and said calmly: "Where are this dear friend's relatives and friends? Please help him down."

Under the ring, two middle-aged men hesitated for a moment, then jumped onto the ring and carried their unconscious companion off. During this process, they didn't even have the courage to look at Ouyang Ming.

Ouyang Ming looked around and spoke slowly. The voice spread far away and echoed over the square...

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"Miss - it's not good! It's not good!" the little maid hurried into the room and said urgently.

Bai Shixue turned her head in surprise. This little maid had been her confidant for many years. She had experienced many things with her and had seen a lot of storms. Why did she become so irritable today

However, she didn't think that her training had failed, there must have been something big happening outside in the eyes of the little maid.

However, everyone's vision is different. What is a big thing in her eyes may be an insignificant sentence to her.

Waving her hands gently, Bai Shixue said lazily: "You little girl, have you become crazy again?"

The little maid stopped and then remembered what the young lady had taught her. She managed to calm down and said: "Miss, it is your order. Once there is any news about Master Ou, you must be notified immediately."

"Oh, Master Ouyang Ming?" Bai Shixue suddenly became a little interested. She asked with a smile: "What's wrong with Master Ou?"

The little maid quickly said: "Miss, I just got news that Master Ou has forged another piece of equipment!"

"Has it been forged again?" Bai Shixue's beautiful big eyes blinked, and she was so charming that even the maid's heart skipped a beat when she saw her.

Reluctantly gathering her mind, the little maid said: "Yes, Master Ou is super fast this time, and..." She hesitated and whispered: "According to the news from the inside, what Master Ou completed was not five stacks. !”

"What does this mean?" Bai Shixue asked with a smile, giving full play to the potential of a good student.

The little maid quickly said: "I don't know if what the insider said is true, because he said that Master Ou created a six-layer stack!"

"Six... superimposition?" Bai Shixue asked slowly. At this moment, her eyes seemed to be a little ethereal.

Six superpositions, this is something that even Master Jin Shengheng cannot guarantee to be able to do.

Although there is only one level of difference between five stacks and six stacks, the difficulty and success rate are vastly different.

Since the employer's requirement is five stacks, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for anyone to do it again after five stacks. However, this little guy Ouyang Ming once again achieved unexpected results.

Bai Shixue bit her teeth lightly, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Haha, it turned out to be six stacks of equipment. Not bad. No wonder you are so panicked." Bai Shixue said with a smile: "Little girl, I will spare you this time, don't make a fuss again in the future."

However, the little maid shook her head repeatedly and said: "Miss, I am not panicking because of this matter." She pursed her cute little lips and said: "Miss, Master Ou is really not doing his job properly!"

Bai Shixue said in surprise: "What are these words?"

The little maid said dissatisfiedly: "It is said that Duanmu Liang of the Xingji Merchant Association also asked Master Ou to continue forging, but Master Ou refused."

Bai Shixue squinted her beautiful big eyes and asked curiously: "Why did he refuse?"

"Because he wants to dominate!"

"Ba Lei? Ba... what did you say?" Bai Shixue's eyes finally opened wide: "He is going to... Ba Lei?"

"Yes!" the little maid kept saying: "Tell me, he is a Yin-level warrior who is a senior blacksmith. He doesn't forge equipment well to earn reputation for us, but he wants to learn from Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Princess Your Highness, this is not putting the cart before the horse... Eh? Miss, Miss..."

She was talking enthusiastically, but suddenly there was a flash of light in front of her eyes, and there was no trace of the young lady, and she couldn't help but scream in horror.

However, at this moment, the young lady she was talking about, the young master of the IKEA Pavilion, had already spread out her figure and nimbly arrived outside the house.

When the Young Pavilion Master went out, he naturally needed the support of everyone. The two strong Yang-level men followed him calmly, and the three of them walked quickly, running toward the square seemingly slowly but really quickly.

Bai Shixue's face was slightly gloomy, and she cursed in her heart, this little guy who doesn't know the heights of the world!

Although he was recognized by his ancestors and became the chief contestant in the pavilion. But... do you know what BaLei is

Although Ba Lei can gain huge reputation, it also comes with the same degree of danger.

Dominating the competition ten days in advance is simply asking for death!

It's too late, I hope it's still too late...

Even if she loses the face of IKEA Pavilion, she will persuade Ouyang Ming to come down.

However, just as she rushed to the square as quickly as possible, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"This arena is mine!"