"For ordinary cultivators, magical powers are like a veil of heaven, because since ancient times, no one has been able to awaken magical powers, of course, except for those ancient inheritances, but why does this person have the earth-level magical powers mentioned in ancient books!"
"It's unbelievable, this is really..."
The monks below burst into discussion like an explosion, with doubt and confusion in their eyes. Their cognition collapsed at this moment.
In mid-air, the nearly perfect woman smiled and said, "It really is them."
The handsome man next to the woman was stunned when he heard this, and then asked: "Sister, do you know them?"
The woman tucked a strand of her long hair behind her ear and said to Liu Xun, "Take a closer look at that person."
Upon hearing this, the handsome man looked in the direction the woman pointed. When he saw Liu Xun, his expression instantly became unusually wonderful. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "It turned out to be him."
"What's wrong? Are you still holding a grudge against him?" The woman was Huang Daorou, who had met Liu Xun once, and the man was Huang Yan, who had had an estrangement with Liu Xun before.
"No way. I was young and ignorant at that time. After my uncle put me in confinement, I figured it out. But I didn't expect that his cultivation would increase so fast. It's only been a year, and he has reached the calamity realm." Huang Yan looked in the direction of Liu Xun and sighed.
"Oh no, since we all know each other, why are we still playing the life and death competition? I'll go talk to Di Yun!" Huang Yan suddenly remembered something and wanted to go down.
Huang Daorou stopped Huang Yan, shook her head, and said, "Is the Di Yun in your impression such an impetuous person?"
Huang Yan was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "What do you mean, sister?"
"Just wait and see. Besides, I'm very interested to know how far the person valued by my uncle has grown." Huang Daorou looked at Liu Xun with a sly look in her eyes and smiled gently.
Huang Yan looked at Huang Daorou's expression, secretly swallowed his saliva, and asked in a low voice: "Sister, don't you have a crush on that guy?"
Huang Daorou was stunned when she heard this, then she laughed and said, "Why do you always gossip like a little brat?"
Huang Yan laughed, scratched the back of his head, and continued: "That's good, I still like Di Yuan to be my brother-in-law."
As soon as Huang Yan finished speaking, he felt a pain in the back of his head and stopped talking.
On the stage below, Yan Chong stood in the air like a descending god of war, but the next moment he put away the flames because the winner and the loser were already obvious.
Yan Chong walked straight down, looking at the shocked and fearful eyes around him, his brows furrowed deeply.
At this time, the monks watching the battle below, as well as the monk in gold robes, all had extremely wonderful expressions on their faces. No matter how powerful the attacks of the monk in black armor were, like the Yellow River bursting its banks or the Yangtze River roaring, their attacks were all swallowed up by him like the boundless ocean.
"Representative of the Southern Region, are you sure you don't want to kill him?" The middle-aged man looked at Yan Chong coldly and asked.
"Don't kill him!" Yan Chong glanced at Liu Xun and spoke immediately.
Yan Chong had finished fighting, so it was naturally Liu Xun's turn.
"Hey, are you ready?" Liu Xun calmed himself down and said to Di Yun on the stage.
"Hmm?" Di Yun's thoughts were on Yan Chong at the moment. When Liu Xun asked him this question out of the blue, he answered reflexively.
"I'm asking you, are you ready to be beaten?" Liu Xun said with a smile on his face and his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Oh? Are you talking about yourself? Deserter!" Upon hearing this, Di Yun retorted with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Liu Xun smiled freely and said nothing. He just walked slowly towards the ring. After Yan Chong's commotion, the ring was intact, but it was surrounded by rubble.
The monks below heard the conversation between the two and started discussing again.
"Is he crazy? With Jiedi's cultivation, he wants to fight Diyun."
"This is an insurmountable gap. The gap between the calamity of earth and the calamity of heaven is by no means just a realm. It is a difference in quality and quantity."
"Who knows, didn't you see that the earth-level magical power has been revealed? Looking at his calm expression, maybe he has something to rely on."
"... "
Various words were heard around. In the air, Huang Yan looked at Liu Xun's figure, frowned and asked: "Sister, how many moves do you think he can block from Di Yun?"
Huang Daorou smiled when she heard this, and was silent for a moment before she said, "It should be that Di Yun can resist a few of his moves, right?"
"Ah!..." Huang Yan's face turned unnatural when he heard that. Huang Daorou didn't say anything when she saw that. She just looked at Liu Xun below with a complicated look in her eyes.
On that day in the meeting hall, Huang Daorou saw with her own eyes a supreme being emerge from Liu Xun's body. Thinking of that kind of fighting power now, Huang Daorou still feels a sense of fear.
Although that power was not Liu Xun's own power, Huang Daorou also regarded it as a kind of fighting power. After all, having someone to help is also a kind of strength, and that power cannot be ignored.
When Liu Xun stepped onto the ring, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. He moved his feet slightly, a white light flashed, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Liu Xun appeared in front of Di Yun, and his fist collided fiercely with Di Yun.
The two men put their fists together, and a whirlwind suddenly appeared, raging around. This confrontation was tentative. Liu Xun retreated five meters, but Di Yun did not move at all.
Although Di Yun had the upper hand, his expression was extremely solemn. You must know that Liu Xun's cultivation was only at the Tribulation Realm, but his speed and strength were indeed comparable to those of ordinary cultivators at the first or second Tribulation Realm.
"He... He actually dared to confront Di Yun head-on!"
"What are you making such a fuss about? Didn't you see that Di Yun didn't move at all? The guy was even knocked back several meters."
"That being said, this kid's speed and strength are far beyond those of the same level cultivators. Who are these two people? Each of them is unusual."
Liu Xun's eyes remained calm as he listened to the monks' discussions. The attack just now was all he had used, but it seemed to be useless to Di Yun. Did he have to use that trick
At the moment when Liu Xun was thinking, Di Yun moved. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the whole person seemed like a different person. His jet-black hair moved without wind, and his whole body exuded a wild and domineering aura.
Five blurry shadows, emitting a heart-pounding aura, appeared behind Di Yun. The shadows seemed to have come through billions of time and space, looking straight at Liu Xun.
Just a glance, Liu Xun felt a sharp pain in his consciousness. He could feel that the eyes of these five phantoms were definitely the eyes of the strongest! Unconsciously, he was already sweating profusely.
"It's the Five Emperors protecting the body! What happened to Di Yun? Why did he use the Di family's magical power so early?"
"What the hell is going on here? Why do I feel like this life-and-death fight is so confusing?" (To be continued)