"Won?" Everyone stared blankly at Fang Wenyang, who was spitting blood and falling down. They were all stunned. It took them a while to react. They looked at their companions around them with ecstasy on their faces.
"We won!!! Ye Zhuixun won! That's great, we finally don't have to die!"
"So awesome! Ye Zhuixun is so awesome! It turns out that Ye Zhuixun is the best!"
"That's right. I used to think that Ye Zhuixun couldn't be compared with Master Qinghe and the others. I didn't expect that he would be so powerful..."
Hong Qinghe, Yang Feng, and Mu Wuxin, who had recovered from their serious injuries, saw this scene with complicated expressions: "Compared to them, we, the so-called first, second, and third... are indeed quite ridiculous..."
Hong Qinghe pressed the wound with a depressed look on his face.
Lou Xiaoxiao was also full of smiles: "Qianxue, you really picked up a treasure by accepting such a disciple. This kid will definitely be very powerful in the future!"
Everyone was ecstatic. After taking the pill and recovering, Fang Wenyang's expression was so gloomy that water almost dripped out of it.
He looked ferocious and vicious, staring at Ye Zhuixun angrily: "How dare you hurt me, little bastard! I will kill you!"
"Wen Yang, it seems that there are some good defective products among these garbage. You better be careful and don't get hurt again." Someone among his companions reminded him.
"Hmph! Don't worry, there's no way this kind of trash can hurt me. I was just careless just now..."
"Don't say that. There's something wrong with his fist. If I'm not mistaken, he has already comprehended the meaning of Gale. That's the Gale Fist meaning."
“Swift Wind Fist Intention?” A trace of shock flashed across Fang Wenyang’s eyes, and he glared at Ye Zhuixun with jealousy and hatred: “I didn’t expect that among ants, there are ants with wings! But even so, I want him to die, and he has to die!”
After he finished speaking, Fang Wenyang's expression straightened and he stretched out the five fingers of both hands.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Ten cold and delicate daggers were suspended above his palms, corresponding to each of his fingers, slowly rotating. It was beautiful and mysterious, yet mortally dangerous.
The companion behind him instantly relaxed: "It seems that this battle is over."
"Yes, if Wen Yang uses this move, even we may not be able to escape unscathed, let alone such an ant in the Yuanwu realm."
"But I didn't expect that with his pride, he would use such a trick on such an ant."
"The other party has understood the meaning of the wind, so he should not be underestimated. This is safer and also good..."
Several people were talking.
"Ambush from all sides! Go!" Fang Wenyang shouted, and ten short swords flew towards Ye Zhuixun with his fingertips.
At the same time, Fang Wenyang looked sinister and said angrily: "Little bastard, two fists are no match for four hands. I want to see how your two fists can stop my ten hidden swords!"
Squeak!
On the stage, Ye Zhuixun had a solemn expression. He used the power of the gale to push his speed to the extreme and quickly dodged the dagger.
But the dagger is very flexible, like a thorn in the flesh, and it is difficult to avoid.
But in a moment...
Phew…
Phew…
The dagger cut bloody marks on Ye Zhuixun's body...
His breath was unstable and he gradually lost the upper hand...
"No! We can't just lose like this - we have to at least defeat him!"
There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Ye Zhuixun's eyes, and his mind was racing.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through my mind...
"Swords! These daggers are his weaknesses. Putting the daggers in front of me is like putting his weaknesses in front of me. As long as I can find an opportunity to destroy a dagger, he will definitely be severely injured like he was just now!"
Thank you Weiliang Xiaozhenai for the reward, thank you very much!!! I didn't expect Ye Zhuixun to be so strong, but he will be finished soon, in the next chapter, Qianxue will definitely take action!
(End of this chapter)