Ye Futian walked to the middle of the huge battlefield and looked at Zhuge Ping opposite. At this time, Zhuge Ping had a somewhat frivolous smile on his face.
As a proud member of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Ping is naturally confident in his own strength, especially when facing people in the heavenly realm. He is not fighting to be selected by the Holy Palace. After all, he can defeat someone whose realm is higher than his own. A person with a low level cannot show his talent, but the person he chooses for the first battle is still Ye Futian.
The reason is naturally because Hua Jieyu is a spiritual master trained by the Zhuge family and has a charming appearance. If he takes advantage of the guy in front of him, he will be very unhappy, and many young people from the Zhuge family will be unhappy.
Therefore, when Zhuge Xing asked him to fight, he walked out happily. This battle was just to show Hua Jieyu that Ye Futian was not worthy of having her.
Of course Ye Futian also understood what Zhuge Ping was fighting for, and he couldn't think of any other reason besides Xie Yu.
Judging from Jieyu's appearance, many people in the Zhuge family must have been interested.
Smiling, Ye Futian cupped his hands and said, "Ye Futian is in the ninth realm of heaven and is a half-step prince. Please give me your advice."
"The throne of heaven is the throne of heaven, and princes are princes, but I have never heard of the term half-step prince." Zhuge Ping said calmly: "Zhuge Ping, from the Zhuge family, is a ninth-level prince. I will teach you well."
The moment the words fell, lightning flashed, and a world of thunder and lightning appeared in Ye Futian's mind. The thunder roared in the center of the battlefield, instantly covering the entire void and moving towards Ye Futian with great pressure. At the same time, Zhuge Ping's body moved from the same place. It disappeared, and everyone saw only a thunder phantom.
"Thunder Phantom Body Technique."
Everyone looked at Zhuge Ping, and they were indeed moving like thunder.
Ye Futian saw a lightning finger coming toward him, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows. This point was like a terrifying thunderbolt ray of light penetrating through the void, and a terrible pressure of will appeared in Ye Futian's mind, as if he was about to be killed. This finger penetrated faster and harder than a sword.
"Thunder Tribulation Finger." Many people looked at Zhuge Ping's actions. The Zhuge Family was one of the two top forces in Huangzhou that was best at thunder and lightning. The other force was Lei Ting in Zhongzhou City.
Zhuge Ping took action so quickly that his spirit and form merged into one, as if he had truly turned into a bolt of lightning.
"Although Zhuge Ping is a bit arrogant, his strength is still very good." He said softly to Zhuge Canyang in the direction of the Holy Dao Palace.
At this moment, the light of the Thunder Court also appeared on Ye Futian's body. The Thunder Shadow Steps bloomed, and he flashed back and appeared in the distance as if he was teleporting. Zhuge Ping's Thunder Tribulation Finger fell, and the place where Ye Futian was standing was struck by a streak of lightning. The terrifying calamity light penetrates, and if it is hit, the consequences will be disastrous.
Zhuge Ping frowned. He wanted to crush Ye Futian in the most direct way, but the attack failed because Ye Futian was very fast.
A bolt of lightning bloomed, and Zhuge Ping's figure disappeared again. He grabbed Ye Futian with his palm, and in an instant, streaks of thunder light rolled towards Ye Futian's body like endless tentacles.
The earth attribute radiance in front of Ye Futian shone and turned into a huge meteorite. Lei Ting smashed it directly, but saw that Ye Futian's body continued to retreat.
"What kind of fighting method is this? If so, it would be a bit ugly." Many people looked at Ye Futian. Although he was very fast, he had always avoided confrontation with Zhuge Ping. Although it was because of his low level, standing in such a But fighting in this way on the stage seems a bit disgraceful.
Is this the only man Hua Jieyu likes
Zhuge Xing looked at Ye Futian, slightly disappointed. He thought that Ye Futian should be more outstanding.
In the battlefield, thunder covered the sky and the sun, but Ye Futian never confronted him head-on and kept dodging his defenses. Zhuge Ping seemed to be slower than Ye Futian, so he also became angry, his life soul bloomed, and suddenly a phantom of thunder appeared, Astonishingly, it was Qian Huan Leiying, the secret skill of the Zhuge family.
In an instant, many Zhuge Ping's phantoms appeared on the battlefield, bathed in the terrifying light of thunder, and surrounded and killed Ye Futian.
Soon, many figures of Zhuge Ping appeared around Ye Futian's body, and those figures said at the same time: "Where else can you escape."
Thunder flooded the world, and lightning struck Ye Futian like a thunder disaster.
The next moment, many figures of Zhuge Ping came out to attack Ye Futian at the same time. Each phantom seemed to contain the offensive power of his true body. The Thunder Tribulation Finger bloomed and looked at Ye Futian who was standing still. , many people secretly said that the battle was finally over.
However, water mist suddenly appeared in the battlefield, and an extremely cold chill suddenly descended on the space. Zhuge Ping felt that his blood flow seemed to slow down, the whole world seemed to be slowing down, and everything was slowing down. Not only that, but there was also a terrible force of gravity falling on him, so he became even slower.
Ye Futian stood there quietly, raised his hand, and the purple-gold thunder light wrapped around his arm. His eyes fell on a certain location, which made Zhuge Ping tense up and felt a hint of threat. Why could Ye Futian be sure at a glance? His true identity
"Bang!" Ye Futian stepped on the ground, and a bolt of lightning bloomed under his feet. Everyone only saw a flash of lightning that was faster than before. Zhuge Ping wanted to respond, but his mind and body seemed to be at a loss. Becoming sluggish, he actually watched Ye Futian pass by him, and the thunder power on his arm hit his body directly. In just a moment, his whole body was covered with purple-gold lightning, his mind was numb, and his body was numb. He stopped shaking and twitching.
Thousands of phantom thunder shadows dissipated, leaving only the real body there. Everyone only saw Zhuge Ping's body falling from the void. His twitching body fell to the ground with a soft sound, while Ye Futian stood on the ground. Above his head, the power of thunder and lightning on his arms disappeared.
Use the power of thunder to defeat Zhuge Ping.
If you don't move, you will be killed, if you move, you will be killed.
It turned out that Ye Futian won.
Zhuge Ping woke up, looked up at Ye Futian in the void, and said coldly: "Are you showing weakness on purpose?"
In that last blow, he clearly felt several different powerful princely wills.
"I reminded you, half-step prince, I accept the concession." Ye Futian smiled and cupped his hands, then left in a flash, exiting the battlefield. Zhuge Ping was the challenger in this battle, and Zhuge Ping needed to stay on the battlefield to be scrutinized.
"Despicable." The people from the Zhuge family looked at Ye Futian's figure angrily, showing their weakness to the enemy, and suddenly struck with thunder, causing Zhuge Ping to underestimate the enemy and defeat him.
Many people had weird looks on their faces. This battle was really not exciting except for Ye Futian's last blow, and Zhuge Ping was killed instantly without even showing his fighting talent.
On the contrary, this battle only brought out his arrogance in underestimating his enemy.
Looking towards the direction of the Holy Palace, he saw that many people there were looking at Zhuge Ping.
"Is anyone willing to take him under his wing?" the old man on the ladder asked.
"In battle, underestimating the enemy and being arrogant does not show any superiority." Someone said softly, and Zhuge Ping looked extremely embarrassed.
"It's true that I'm a little disappointed, let's go to the next one." Another person said.
"Yes." The old man on the ladder nodded: "Underestimating the enemy and losing to someone in the heavenly realm, there is no need to give a chance to continue fighting. Since there is no one to choose, then we are out."
"Out."
These two words were like a bolt from the blue. Zhuge Ping was the genius of the Zhuge family. Having reached this point, he was already a candidate. He should definitely enter the Palace of the Holy Spirit.
However, he was ruled out. In the first battle, he was directly eliminated and was not selected.
This is simply a shame.
"Senior, can you give me another chance to challenge?" Zhuge Ping looked towards the direction of the Holy Palace.
The old man on the ladder shook his head and said: "Quit the battlefield."
Countless people around looked at Zhuge Ping on the battlefield and felt the cruelty of this selection. At this point, any battle requires all-out efforts. Zhuge Ping may be qualified to enter the Palace of Holy Dao to practice, and even The strong men in the Holy Palace also understood this, but their performance was poor and they did not give him a second chance.
Zhuge Ping glanced at Ye Futian, his expression extremely cold, and then walked out of the battlefield, without the pride and frivolity from before.
Zhuge Xing looked sharply and stared at Ye Futian.
But at this moment, Ye Futian stood there calmly with a faint smile on his face. He also glanced in his direction. This glance made Zhuge Xing feel that Ye Futian did this intentionally and in this way. , humiliated Zhuge Ping and made Zhuge Ping out of the game.
How presumptuous.
In the direction of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace, Zhuge Mingyue showed a faint smile. His junior brother was indeed still his junior junior brother, and he was still so cute. Zhuge Ping would definitely not forget this lesson.
"Although he won, he still lacked something. He didn't have the spirit of a top powerhouse." Zhuge Canyang said calmly.
"There are always some people in this world who are different. Don't use your thinking to measure everything. You will naturally see the spirit you want." Zhuge Mingyue said calmly.
At this time, it was in the direction of Ye Futian.
"Did you do it on purpose?" Hua Jieyu stood beside him and laughed softly. She naturally understood that Ye Futian's ability was more than that, and he must not have tried his best in the battle with Zhuge Ping.
"How could it be possible? I'm such a down-to-earth person." Ye Futian said with a smile, but there was a bit of ridicule in his eyes when he looked at Zhuge Ping.
He had heard Mu Zhiqiu explain the final selection rules before. If the loser still performed well enough, or was killed instantly because his opponent was too strong, the Supreme Holy Dao Palace might still give him a second chance. For example, if there was Huang Jiu on the battlefield, It would be difficult for characters like Ge and Bai Ze to show their strength if they encountered them and fought against them.
But this battle between Zhuge Ping and him was different. He had always been at a disadvantage, but in the end he counterattacked with a thunderous blow. Zhuge Ping underestimated the enemy and was at a high level, so he was naturally eliminated.
The people of the Zhuge family wanted to humiliate him in this way and let Jie Yu see it. In this case, he would naturally help them.
"Yes, I believe it." Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian beside her with her beautiful eyes, not knowing what Ye Futian was thinking.
(End of chapter)