Zhuo Qianjue stepped onto the martial arts platform and stood still, staring at Yunmo coldly.
"You are only from an ant-like family, and my Zhuo family, just sticking out a little finger, is enough to destroy it. Whether it is background, talent, or strength, you are far from being able to compare with me, so , You are not qualified to stand here!" Zhuo Qianjue said in a low voice, with a hint of arrogance at the same time.
Yun Mo ignored the voices around him, he said to Zhuo Qianjue: "Have you finished talking? You can make a move when you are finished. I will give you the opportunity to use your wind blade."
From the very beginning, Zhuo Qianjue looked high above him, thinking that he came from a big family and could decide everything, which was extremely arrogant. It's just that, Yunmo only treats it as a fly flying around, and doesn't care too much. However, it repeatedly jumped in front of Yun Mo. Last time, it caused Yun Shanglong to severely inflict Yun Xuansheng, which touched Yun Mo's bottom line. Therefore, Yunmo had already decided to teach Zhuo Qianjue a lesson.
If Yunmo shot first, he wouldn't be too strenuous and would be able to defeat Zhuo Qianjue. Zhuo Qianjue might not even be able to make a single move. However, Yun Mo didn't want Zhuo Qianjue to lose so easily, he would effortlessly block Zhuo Qianjue's strongest attack and completely defeat Zhuo Qianjue's self-confidence.
However, Zhuo Qianjue shook his head, put away the folding fan, "I don't need a wind blade to deal with you."
"Master Zhuo, teach me this kid severely!" Xue Lan hissed. Because of Yunmo, Xue Nian was hit hard, so Xue Lan hated Yunmo.
On the spectator stage, Zhuo Qianjue’s sister Zhuo Qianxiang also yelled: "Brother, teach this bastard well!"
This pretty ruthless girl hadn't forgotten what Yunmo prevented her from taking the Yunmian Spirit Sword.
Zhuo Qianjue ran the technique, and a large amount of aura began to gather between his palms, forming a resonance with the aura in his body. "For you, one hand is enough!"
Huh!
Zhuo Qianjue's figure flashed, and he rushed towards Yunmo. He waved his right palm and slapped Yunmo's cheek. He actually wanted to shoot Yunmo off the martial arts stage in an extremely humiliating way.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and many people raised their hands, ready to cheer. However, after seeing the situation in the field clearly, the sound that had just reached the throat was swallowed back.
On the second stage of the martial arts competition, the clouds and ink did not move at all, but a palm was stretched out. On the other side, Zhuo Qianjue retreated a dozen steps in a row until he reached the edge of the martial arts stage before barely stabilizing his figure.
This is not what shocked everyone the most. What surprised them most was that Yunmo was surrounded by majestic spiritual energy at this time, and that powerful aura showed that Yunmo's realm was clearly in the seven-layer heaven of Huamai realm!
For the first time, Yunmo revealed his true strength in front of everyone.
"The Seventh Heaven of Huamai Realm! How is this possible?" Many people exclaimed unconsciously.
This is extremely unreasonable. When Yun Mo first entered the Academy, it was clearly the strength of the Body Tempering Realm. In just three months, he actually broke through to the seventh heaven of the Huamai realm. This is simply a joke!
You know, even Meng Sisi, a genius with six martial arteries, is now only the third-tier heaven of the Huameng realm. Yunmo, a guy with no background and no talent, how can he improve so much in a short time?
"This guy actually broke through again!" Meng Sisi opened his mouth and looked at Yunmo in disbelief, even the senior brother forgot to call. Not long ago, Yunmo was only able to transform the veins into the five layers of heaven. How could it rise by two layers of heaven in a blink of an eye?
"What genius, compared with Yunmo, where are we qualified to be called geniuses?" The savage smiled bitterly.
"Awesome!" Yun Xuansheng admired sincerely. Although he knew that Yun Mo was very strong, after seeing his true strength, Yun Xuansheng was still shocked.
Somewhere in the viewing platform, Yun Chuang and the others showed shocked expressions. Someone said in disbelief: "This guy, has he really reached the seventh level of the Vein Transformation Realm? How is this possible? I have studied hard for several years, so it's not as good as this. Guys for a few months?"
"Oh!" Qi Yu sighed for a long time. The more Yunmo's performance was amazing, the more he regretted it. He glanced at Ke Ye, it was this guy who had some good luck and somehow picked up a world-shattering genius.
"This kid has reached the seventh heaven of the Huamai Realm without a word!" Ke Ye finally showed a little joy, but it wasn't because Yunmo's performance was amazing. "According to his cultivation speed, I believe that soon he will discover the difference between practicing Thousand Lei Yin and other exercises. Then, he will be willing to change the exercises. Well, it's not too late, it will be delayed for at most one year. Time, there is still a chance to correct it!"
He Rongzhen covered her red lips with her little hand, and she was also quite surprised, "This guy has cultivated to the seventh heaven of the Huamai realm in such a short time!" However, she shook her head immediately, "Perhaps, this is Cultivation Qian. Lei Yin's benefits. But history has proven that it is impossible to succeed in the cultivation of Thousand Lei Yin. Therefore, even if he has the strength of the Seventh Level of the Transformation Realm, he cannot be the opponent of Master Zhuo."
Zhuo Qianjue looked at Yunmo uncertainly, and it was indeed quite astonishing to break through to the seventh heaven of the Huamai realm in such a short time. However, he then smiled disdainfully: "How about you being the seventh-level heaven of the Huamai realm? Don't say the seventh-level heaven, just like me, in the eighth-level heaven of the Huamai realm, you can't be my opponent. From the moment you decide to practice Qian Lei Yin, all this is doomed!"
"Really?" Yun Mo felt amused. "So, why couldn't you take my palm just now?"
"Huh!" Zhuo Qianjue's face became cold, "I just used 60% of my power just now. I really thought you were better than me?"
Wow!
Zhuo Qianjue waved his arms, and the aura around him surged crazily like a tide. "Since you are the seventh layer of the Huamai Realm, then I don't have to keep my hands on you!"
"drink!"
Zhuo Qianjue affected the spirits around him, punching with all his strength, this time, he didn't keep his hands anymore, and wanted to suppress Yunmo with a single blow. The mighty spiritual energy gathered, covering Zhuo Qianjue's fist, forming a bigger fist with a terrifying momentum.
boom!
That giant fist of spiritual energy rumbling like a chariot, seemed to crush everything.
"It deserves to be Zhuo Qianjue, who will compete with this punch?" Someone exclaimed. The rest of them nodded appreciatively.
"Such a powerful punch, I see how Yunmo will pick it up!"
Everyone cast their eyes on Yunmo, but they were surprised to find that Yunmo was still standing there calmly, as if he hadn't seen this terrible punch.
"This guy, so big, can't you die?"
"Even if he is on the seventh-level of the Huamai realm, there is a gap of one level from Zhuo Qianjue. Does he really think that he in the late Huamai realm can still crush the same level like the early Huamai realm? ?"
"Everyone knows that after cultivating Thousand Leiyin, at the late stage of the transformation state, there is no advantage, and it is even far less than others. Yunmo is so big, it is really looking for death!"
On the viewing platform, many people sneered at the corners of their mouths, waiting for Yunmo to be hit hard by that punch.
Yun Mo looked at Zhuo Qianjue's punch indifferently. This punch might be terrifying to others, but in Yun Mo's eyes, it was like a child punching, without power at all.
"Why don't you cherish the opportunity I gave you?" Yunmo shook his head. For this punch, he had only one movement, raising his foot, and then kicking it out.
Stabbed!
On the soles of Yun Mo's feet, terrible lightning flashed. Almost in the instant of contact, Zhuo Qianjue's giant fist of spiritual energy was easily shattered by the violent lightning.
Then, Zhuo Qianjue seemed to be proactively leaping forward, hitting the soles of Yunmo's feet with his chest.
Bang!
Zhuo Qianjue fell fiercely, rubbing a long trace on the martial arts stage. The moment he was about to slide out of the competition platform, Zhuo Qianjue slapped a palm on the stage abruptly, and this stopped his figure and did not drop the competition platform.
puff!
Yunmo's kick was quite strong, and Zhuo Qianjue stubbornly took a kick, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Zhuo Qianjue felt a burning pain in his chest. However, he did not care about the pain. At this time, his mind was filled with anger.
He intends to solve Yunmo as soon as possible. He didn't expect that instead of solving Yunmo, he fell into a disadvantage. This is a great shame!
"I'm going to kill you!" Zhuo Qianjue got up from the ground and roared at Yunmo. When has he suffered such a big humiliation? In comparison, losing to the Savage before is nothing.
Yun Mo gave Zhuo Qianjue a faint glance, and said: "I'll give you another chance to use your wind blade, otherwise, you won't have another chance."