Under the stage, a short old man in gold clothes chuckled, stroking his goatee and said: "Interesting, the thunder cannon hammer hits the sky and the earth with a fist!"
Tian Wuji took a step forward, and the aura on his body moved, and the murderous intent locked onto Ye Ming. And the Ziwei Tiangang outside him became stronger. However, before he could take the second step, Ye Ming moved, twisted his waist, took steps, and punched. There was a ball of thunder brewing in the three-color divine gang. When his fist approached Tian Wuji, the thunder exploded with a "boom".
A short step, but there are many small mysteries, acupoints appear out of thin air, Gang Jin creates creatures, and fists create talismans. Every small change makes his momentum stronger and more powerful.
Tian Wuji roared wildly, as if he was already prepared. The ground shook and thunder exploded in the void. He punched out, and the world seemed to resonate with it. The momentum was so strong that it shook the heavens and the earth, and frightened ghosts and gods.
"No! The opponent hid his punching power in advance!" Jin Wuzhu's face changed drastically as he watched the fight and warned loudly, but he could not step forward to stop him because that would break the rules. In front of the world's most powerful people, he could not interfere under any circumstances, otherwise Dongqi Academy would lose all face.
"Boom!" The Gang Qi came into contact and exploded like thunder.
A hint of ferocity flashed across Tian Wuji's face. Before he came on stage, he had hidden five punches in his body. Now a punch would have five times the attack power of a punch! He believed that with the gap of five realms and five times the attack power, Ye Ming was definitely no match. Not to mention Ye Ming, even if the opponent is a martial artist, he is confident to kill him with one punch!
When Ye Ming's fist punched out, just as Gang Jin made contact, it suddenly turned into a palm, became as soft as silk, and wrapped around the opponent's fist. The violent power was immediately restrained by his palms. Then, Tian Wuji's fist force was directed backwards, and his body involuntarily rose into the air.
"Not good!" His expression changed and he shouted. The power of five times the punch was too great. He could only punch it but could not control it. He was immediately pulled away.
No one expected that Ye Ming could change so quickly, turning his fists into palms at the last moment, first using the silk-winding power to neutralize the opponent's strength, and then using the connecting power to lure the opponent away. With the combined efforts of both parties, Tian Wuji couldn't control it at all and was suddenly pulled flying.
Just as he was about to fall, he felt wind blowing from behind, and Ye Ming slapped him on the back. The eight kinds of Yuan Jin alternately bombarded him. He groaned, and a ball of black blood came out of his mouth. After being seriously injured, Rou fell to the ground.
The scene was completely silent. Lost again
The momentum Tian Wuji showed just now was so powerful that almost everyone thought Ye Ming couldn't take it. And Ye Ming's actions also made everyone think that he would fight head-on. But the result was that he actually used his strength at the last moment to defeat Tian Wuji with his skill! The exquisiteness of his boxing techniques is astonishing.
As soon as Tian Wuji landed, he was carried away. His eyes were dull and he stared at Ye Ming with a nonchalant look on his face. I suffered a heavy loss today. Not only was I seriously injured, but I also lost half a million Martial Lord Coins! Even if he is the golden prince, this amount of money is still huge, and it makes me want to cry.
The old man with a goatee in the audience nodded repeatedly and said, "The little kid is good. He could see that the Tian family boy couldn't control five times the power, so he used clever tricks to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop."
After hearing the old man's evaluation, Ye Ming cupped his hands towards him and smiled slightly.
For a long time, no one has come to challenge Ye Ming. After all, not everyone can afford 500,000 Martial Lord Coins. Even if I could afford it, I wouldn't want to take such a big risk. On the contrary, some people challenged Zhang Heng several times, but they were defeated and left in embarrassment.
Seeing that no one was challenging him, Ye Ming didn't want to rest. He said hello to Li Chunfeng and ran to another arena.
The square is huge and there are arenas everywhere. He hadn't walked a few steps when he heard someone commenting not far away: "That Tianhe Sect is so shameless. They actually let low-level people challenge them. I have never heard of such a thing."
"What kind of arena is there? It's just ridiculous." The second person shook his head repeatedly.
Tianhe Gate? Isn't that Ye Zisheng's sect? Ye Ming quickly grabbed the man and asked: "Brother, where is the arena at Tianhe Gate?"
The man pointed to the southeast: "It's at the far edge. It's very deserted. No one pays any attention to it."
Ye Ming immediately strode over, and within a moment, he saw an arena set up in front of a courtyard. On that arena, there was a young man standing. Who could he be if he wasn't Ye Ye Sheng? Ye Zisheng's advancement was not slow and he turned out to be a first-grade warrior. In addition to him, there were several Tianhe Sect disciples sitting beside him in boredom.
There is a sign written under the ring: The realm of the ring master is the first level of warrior. Those who are weak in five small realms will challenge, and the winner will get 10,000 Wuzun coins; those who are weak in four small realms will challenge, and the winner will get 3,000 Wuzun coins.
Ye Ming almost laughed when he saw this line of words. Tianhemen is really shameless today! They actually let weak people challenge them!
He shouted from a distance: "Ye Ming, a sixth-grade warrior from Dongqi Academy, come and challenge!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew off the stage.
Hearing Ye Ming's voice, Ye Zisheng suddenly looked over. Their eyes met, sparks bursting out, they were really jealous when they met their enemies.
"Ye Ming!"
"Leaf Saint!"
"How dare you come here to seek death!" Ye Zisheng laughed, seemingly extremely excited.
Several Tianhe Sect elders came out immediately and looked at the two people on the ring happily. After all, after the Tianhe Gate was put on the ring, no one had come yet. Ye Ming's appearance was a good thing in their opinion, which meant that someone had sent money. As outsiders say, Tianhe Sect is shameless. They set the rewards very low, which ensures that real geniuses will not come; and then they only allow people from weak realms to challenge, which prevents their own disciples from not being able to come. enemy. With this double insurance, even if someone comes to challenge them, they have a greater chance of winning.
Ye Minghan said: "Ye Sheng, you have killed so many innocent people, today I will collect debts for them!"
Ye Zisheng smiled "hehe": "Idiot! Who do you think you are? And you must not know, right? Since I was defeated by you last time, I have worked hard to become a first-level warrior. And I have also obtained the key points of Tianhe Sect. He was trained and accepted as a direct disciple by an elder. Huh! Ye Ming, you, a little bastard from Chiyang Clan, can you compare with me? "
Ye Zisheng was just a disciple of the sect and didn't have much experience. Naturally, he didn't know about Ye Ming's glorious deeds in Dongqi Academy, and even thought he was staying at Chiyang Sect. This can also explain why he was so excited to see Ye Ming.
Ye Ming shook his head: "Idiot! I am no longer at Chiyang Sect, but have joined the Yin Yang Sect, and am currently practicing martial arts at Dong Qi Academy. This time I represent Dong Qi Academy to participate in the competition for the Hidden Dragon List."
Ye Zisheng looked shocked, what? Did he join the Yin Yang Cult? Or a student from Dongqi Academy? How can it be! Even he is currently not qualified to enter Dongqi Academy!
"Okay, I've given you enough time, just die!"
Ye Ming moved, facing Ye Zisheng, he had 100% combat power as soon as he took action. In a flash of light, the divine power swept across the arena. The violent air flow made Ye Zisheng unsteady. Before he could even use his martial arts, his center of gravity was unsteady and he staggered to the ground.
The gap between the two was too big. As soon as Ye Zisheng came up, he was hit by several moves and screamed. His muscles and bones were all broken, his meridians were all crippled, and even the acupuncture points all over his body exploded. Not even the God of War can heal his injury!
He lay motionless on the ground like a ball of rotten flesh.
Ye Ming said coldly: "Ye Sheng, you deserve this fate. But I won't kill you, so just taste the pain slowly! Repent of your crime carefully!"
After saying this, he left without looking back and took away the 10,000 Martial Lord Coins on the stage.
The elder of Tianhe Gate looked ugly. He kicked the half-dead Ye Zisheng on stage and cursed bitterly: "It's useless. Ten thousand Wuzun coins are gone. If I sell it to you, it won't be worth it!"
After deposing Ye Zisheng, Ye Ming felt much better. The innocent people of the Ye family who died can rest in peace in heaven.
"The Ye family of the past has completely disappeared. I really miss my father and mother!" His nose felt sore. The longer the time passed, the stronger the longing for his relatives became. When he was young, he didn't understand human relationships, but now that he's getting older, he realizes the value of family ties.
"I heard that gods can reverse life and death. I wonder if God Haotian can do it? If so, I can see my parents again." As soon as this idea came out, he couldn't stop it, and he immediately made a wish to the merit monument.
It only took a moment to get a reply, which roughly means: the cycle of life and death is irreversible. God Haotian can only capture the souls of the dead within ten years, reincarnate them as humans, and restore the memories of their previous lives.
"Although they are not the original parents, if the memory can be restored, it will not be much different from resurrection." Ye Ming's eyes lit up and he immediately checked how much merit it would take to exchange for a rebirth.
"Five billion points!" He gasped, "My parents have passed away for six or seven years, and I don't have much time!"
He suddenly felt that time was pressing, "We must make money as soon as possible!"
Once he makes up his mind, Ye Ming will work hard towards his goal. Since there are so many arenas in the square, let’s fight them one by one!
"Tiangong Cult, if you defeat the opponent at the same level, you can earn 100,000 Martial Lord Coins!"
Ye Ming only took one look, then jumped onto the ring and first reported his realm and the origin of his name.
The Tiangong Sect immediately sent out a sixth-grade warrior. He was a young man with a kind face and said with a smile: "Junior brother, our Tiangong Sect is good at the art of trap puppets. Please don't mind us when we fight."
Ye Ming nodded: "It doesn't matter."
The young man raised his hand and released a puppet that was two people tall. It was composed of layers of sharp and hard metal sheets. The layers of metal unfolded like petals, and the young man jumped in and was quickly wrapped inside.
The puppet moved, and the young man's voice came from inside: "Junior brother, my mechanical puppet is very powerful, you have to be careful!"
"boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, the puppet suddenly dwarfed and swept across Ye Ming with its right leg, moving like electricity.
Ye Ming stepped away lightly, and then the moment the puppet turned sideways, the three-color divine gang rioted and punched it. This punch hit the puppet's weak spot. There was a "crash" sound, and countless pieces of iron were scattered on the ground. The young disciple also fell to the ground in embarrassment, looking at Ye Ming in shock.
Ye Ming cupped his hands and said calmly: "I accept." After saying that, he picked up the reward of 100,000 Martial Lord Coins, turned around and left to rush to the next arena.