At this moment, for Ye Ming, his heart was actually filled with joy. He was happy with the feeling of control when the power was flowing through his body; he was happy with the power rushing through his body, and then being guided by him, and finally bursting out. The feeling of hurting the enemy. From the beginning to the end, he was a warrior at heart, hoping to punch a tiger in the North Mountains, step on a dragon in the South Sea, decapitate an enemy with one sword, and kill a person in ten steps.
Even the power flowing in his body seemed to feel his heart. They were like cheerful elves, suddenly becoming lively, as if they had wisdom. This made his movement more smooth and free, giving him a vague feeling of enlightenment. He doesn't need to deliberately activate it, the force can operate on its own and achieve various incredible effects on killing enemies.
On the other side, Gu Hao's feeling was completely different. He felt as if his body was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't extricate himself. His fist seemed to be stuck, and he could only advance and retreat with Ye Ming's advance and retreat. Even his mind was disturbed, and he felt that he was lower than Ye Ming and completely suppressed. In front of Ye Ming, he seemed to be a slave, and Ye Ming was the superior slave owner who could control his destiny.
As soon as this feeling appeared, Gu Hao was shocked and angry. He let out a loud roar and used his strength to force Ye Ming's fist away.
"Damn it! What secret technique did you use?" He stared at Ye Ming and asked angrily.
Ye Ming didn't answer, but punched him lightly. This punch didn't look fancy and didn't bring much power, but it hit Gu Hao's shoulder accurately. Gu Hao obviously thought he could avoid it, but when the fist came, he felt like time and space were out of whack. He couldn't dodge it and took the blow firmly.
"Crack!"
The overlapping mysterious power ignored Gu Hao's terrifying defense, breaking through the layers and driving into the bones. Gu Hao felt a pain in his shoulder, the bone was actually cracked, and the pain was heartbreaking.
He was frightened and dodged back in panic. In anger, he activated a skilled magical power and shouted: "Shake the ground and kill!"
Earth-Shaking Kill is a magical power evolved from Tongtian Divine Fist. This magical power can shake the earth, drive the killing power into the opponent's body, seriously injure or even kill the enemy.
Gu Hao punched the ground, and the heavy force broke through the ground, and they were transmitted to Ye Ming's body like lightning. For a moment, Ye Ming felt a slight sting on his feet, but the next moment, he found that after this force entered his body, it was quickly tamed by his own tyrannical and kingly temperament, and he blended into it obediently. becomes part of its own power.
"Alas!"
Gu Hao's attack was ineffective and he was completely stunned. What happened? Could it be that this ground-shaking kill has failed
"Your magical powers are quite interesting." Ye Ming smiled slightly and raised his foot.
"Boom!"
The ground shook, and a hole opened in the arena. The people outside the stage swayed a bit, and immediately the force that penetrated his body was all beaten out by Ye Ming, including the terrifying force that he himself added.
"hold head high… "
The air on the ground twisted and condensed into a dragon-shaped strong wind. It looked up to the sky and roared, vividly. The next moment, the stunned Gu Hao was knocked away by a domineering force. His body flew in the air, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with an incredible expression on his face.
At the scene, all the masters at the Martial God level stood up one after another. Ye Ming felt in a trance that these people were looking at him with expectant eyes, as if he was some kind of peerless treasure.
"Gu Hao, save your strength!" A voice sounded, it was the elder of Tongtian Shentu. The elder saw that Gu Hao was completely outmatched and decisively asked him to give up.
"Humph!" Although Gu Hao was dissatisfied, he still obeyed the order and walked off the ring.
"The second game, Immortal Temple, Ye Ming wins!"
"Haha, the boss really won!" Bao Bufan was in high spirits. Ye Ming's victory made him earn more than 1.3 billion fatian coins in one go. Compared with the 10 billion immortal coins, this amount of money is only one tens of thousands of times, but it is still an astronomical figure for him.
Ye Ming came down to the ring over there, and Ding Wei wanted to come forward to congratulate him, but he was grabbed by Jin Xuanbai.
Ding Weiqi said: "Elder brother, why are you pulling me?"
"Asshole, didn't you see that Ye Ming had some thoughts?" Jin Xuanbai cursed, "Don't disturb him, or the palace master will peel off your skin."
Ding Wei was startled and observed Ye Ming carefully. She saw a faint smile on his face and his eyes were not focused. He sat down when he came back and did not communicate with others, as if he was sleepwalking.
At this moment, the Martial Gods on their seats left their seats one after another and all walked towards this side.
The Immortal Palace Master thought for a moment, then suddenly waved his sleeves gently, and an invisible force immediately blocked the scene, and no one came within a hundred steps of Ye Ming. How can those warrior gods break through this power? Everyone looked anxious, but they could only wait outside.
Ye Ming just smiled like that, falling into a strange state, as if he didn't care about the people and things around him at all.
"Palace Master, what should I do? Ye Ming seems to have realized something. Will he be replaced in the next competition?" An elder asked the palace master. He seemed to have thought of something, but he was not sure.
The palace master looked at Ye Ming quietly and asked: "Have you ever felt that the power in Ye Ming's body seems to have a kingly temperament, and he easily suppressed Gu Hao's strength."
"Has the Hall Master also felt it?" Several elders were shaken and looked at each other with great joy in their eyes.
"Ye Ming seems to have reached the realm of the legendary Martial Lord and truly possesses the temperament of a martial lord." The palace master said, "He is a real Martial Lord!"
An elder was so excited that he trembled all over: "Throughout the ages, there have been few true Martial Lords. They are qualified to obtain titles!"
"That's right. Lord Yangtian, Lord Shanhe, and Lord Buzhou in history are all famous figures, and each of them has embarked on a unique path of martial arts. It is said that these people have touched the third level of martial arts. But unfortunately, Their martial arts are inaccessible to others. Otherwise, martial arts civilization would have risen long ago, and it would not be what it is now."
The temple master's eyes shone with strange light, and he said in an unquestionable tone: "Ye Ming is a genius who is destined to make great achievements in martial arts. Before he wakes up, the temple refuses all competitions. Even if we give up all our interests, we cannot affect him. promote!"
The elders nodded in agreement with the palace master's words. In their opinion, a true martial arts monarch is much stronger than the mere interests in front of them. After all, the territory can still be occupied if it is gone. But if a genius loses the opportunity for advancement, he may never get it back.
The subsequent third, fourth, and seventh games all had no share of the Immortal Temple. It wasn't until the eighth game that the host announced: "In the eighth game, the Five Elements God faces the mirror and faces Ye Ming of the Immortal Temple!"
At this time, Ye Ming was still immersed in a magical state, and it seemed that he had not heard the host's words at all.
Jin Xuanbai glanced at him and was about to announce that the temple would give up the competition, but Ye Ming suddenly stood up at this time. He smiled, walked onto the ring, and stood opposite the mirror.
"He is wandering outside, but he still feels something." Jin Xuanbai breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that my junior brother needs more battles to deepen his understanding."
Today's mirror seems to be different from the previous two times. His whole body is like a shadow, looming, staring at Ye Ming coldly.
"You are a martial arts genius, and I am a Ninja genius. Today we will compete to see which civilization is more powerful." Jing Yin smiled, turned into a shadow, and rushed towards Ye Ming close to the ground.
Ye Ming smiled and grabbed the ground with his right palm, and a suction force was generated, and the shadow was sucked into his hand. The shadow turned into a snake-like thing at this moment, letting out a scream and wrapping around Ye Ming's arm.
Ye Ming's arm was shaken with heavy force, and the snake turned into a shadow was instantly blown away, fell to the ground, and twisted painfully, as if it was injured.
Ye Ming immediately stepped out and stepped on the shadow snake to the ground with a "boom", causing dust to fly and gravel to splash. The snake was obviously in a shadow state, but when it was stepped on by Ye Ming's foot, it shrank into a ball and could no longer move.
"Strange, how did he do it? Then Zhao Wuji has practiced the same origin technique, so he has the ability to restrain the mirror, but what about this Ye Ming? Could it be that he has also practiced Samadhi?" A minister of the Five Elements God Dynasty said in surprise. , completely unable to understand what happened.