The sky gradually darkened, and a burst of white light rose from the White Jade Terrace. Taichung was as bright as day, and the four cities of Beiliang were brightly lit. Dark clouds covered the White Jade Terrace, but the lives of the mortals below were not affected at all.
Looking down at the whole of Beiliang in the white night, ordinary people are as small as ants. There are drunkards walking on the streets as drunk as mud. There are women crying outside the brothel door, pointing and cursing inside. There are young children playing in the yard, and half-old women greeting each other for dinner. Watch the children dust off their clothes.
With the lights of thousands of houses, life, old age, illness and death are all being staged. Some people are born, some people are giving their last words, and all living beings are equal before the six paths of reincarnation.
Bai Ye withdrew his gaze. He had no contact with ordinary people since he embarked on the path of cultivation. Although everyone is born equal and there is no distinction between high and low, there are still common differences between high and low in the world.
The rich look at the poor, the monks look at the mortals.
Tianjiao is competing against Beiliang. It is not uncommon in recent years for the big forces from darkness to light to compete. Ge Feiyi has great ambitions, while the king of Beiliang is clinging to the old ways. The other forces are watching from the other side, waiting to reap the benefits.
His attention returned to the white jade stage, and he secretly practiced the stolen Big Dipper Fist. This set of boxing techniques can increase the physical cultivation level during operation. His realm is falsely high, and his physical body is like a hungry and thirsty beast. He has improved in just a few moments. Several intensities.
The fighting on the stage became more and more fierce, and the two sides competed with each other. Although there were no deaths, there were many serious injuries. Basically every battle ended with one party being seriously injured and the other party graciously stepping down.
Elder Liqiu and Bai Ye stood side by side. When the battle on the stage ended, he turned to the young man next to him and said, "Master Bai, why don't you go up and show your hands?"
He has no doubts about Bai Ye's fighting power. The so-called geniuses of Tianjiao are far behind Zhong Xinzheng. Even Ye Chen was defeated by him. Now he really wants to see Bai Ye face Chen Wenjun, who is undefeated in the devil's way. , to dampen her spirit in front of so many Tianjiao disciples.
Bai Ye made an understatement, patted the corner of his clothes and replied: "Don't worry, the fun is yet to come. This duel will not end in three to five days."
He has issued an order to release the news to the outside world. He believes that there are geniuses coming from all walks of life. He will not step down to fight unless he has to. The Tianjiao is coming in a menacing manner this time, with obvious intentions. They simply want to use him to force Pei Qingwan out.
As long as he didn't move, anyone's life or death was of no importance to Pei Qingwan, and she wouldn't care even if Beiliang died.
Chen Wenjun and Ye Chen on the opposite side have always remained indifferent and made no moves. On the one hand, they are not sure about their own combat power compared to Bai Ye, and on the other hand, they are also waiting for an opportunity to kill with one blow.
They have only one goal, to force Pei Qingguan and Gai Feiyi to merge. By then, Gai Feiyi will return to the ancient peak and reach the realm of half-emperor, sweeping across the three realms, unbeatable.
Bai Ye thought of Senior Brother Ji Hao for some reason. It was rumored that during his lifetime, he had grown up with Zhong Xin, the young master of the two palaces, and the genius who provoked Lian Chenghuo and was destroyed by Lian Chengjue. He grew up from a young boy, and now two of them are dead and one is crippled. He is better than top geniuses like them. None of them ended well.
When he first entered the sect, Bai Ye didn't have a good impression of Ji Hao. He was determined to be the young sect master at all costs, and even to his death he failed to achieve it. He risked his life to cover the escape of his fellow disciples and did his last for the sect.
When the old things were brought up again, Bai Ye hated Tianjiao deeply. He stared at the Tianjiao disciples and sneered: "These people are not worthy of taking action against me."
In the battle at Junzi City, if Gai Feiyi hadn't intervened forcefully despite the backlash, Liu Ao and the other two people would not have died. Except for a few senior brothers in the younger generation, he didn't take them seriously at all, at least on the surface. These geniuses will be trampled under his feet.
The elder Li Qiu didn't speak again. Being able to get along with the Holy Emperor on a normal basis was something they, the older generation, couldn't do. However, Bai Ye didn't seem to regard Zuo Qingtian as the supreme Holy Emperor in front of him.
He would never have thought that the young man next to him would have such a deep connection with the invincible Tianzun. Wang Hua and King Beiliang alone had shocked him.
A prodigy from Tianjiao invited Bai Ye to fight, but he rejected him coldly. After that, no one wanted to fight him the whole night. Bai Ye was very happy and had a good time. He also stole the Heaven-Splitting Devil Palm, which seemed to be an incredible Taoist skill. A dark palm print was left on the white jade platform of the semi-saint level.
In this way, even with bare hands, he still has two Taoist skills at his disposal, the Big Dipper Fist and the Splitting God Palm. Unfortunately, he did not steal a decent sword technique. It is not that there are no geniuses who have used sword techniques, but sword techniques that have reached a certain level. It is extremely profound and cannot be learned in a short time.
Too lazy to watch the boring battle on the stage, Bai Ye stepped back dozens of feet, clenched his hands into fists, and in an instant the seven stars gathered in front of him, and punched out suddenly. The seven stars instantly exploded at the end of the fist, and the void was filled with cracks.
After the sound of the play, the two people who were fighting on the white jade platform separated instantly. One religion and one country all looked at Bai Ye who made the move. The power of this punch made Ye Chen and Chen Wenjun narrow their eyes, comparing the combat prowess of the two sides. .
Ye Chen's eyes flickered, struggling whether to take action or not. After a long time, he regained his indifference. Gai Feiyi said something to him: When you hesitate, you must give up.
A person's subjective consciousness will unconsciously promote himself and belittle his opponent. When you think you have half a chance of winning, the probability of victory is less than 30%.
Chen Wenjun was always paying attention to Ye Chen, the biggest opponent in the sect. When she saw him giving up, her raised foot immediately fell down gently. The main reason why she can win every battle is that she is very good at picking her opponents. She is not more than 90% sure of her. Will not take action.
The winning rate is 89%, which is no different from losing.
Suddenly the sound of fighting disappeared, and Bai Ye saw that the people from Tianjiao and Beiliang were looking at him, twitching the corner of his mouth and squinting: "You beat yourselves, I'll practice whatever I want."
The fighting on the stage continued, and everyone's eyes turned to Bai Yutai again. From time to time, they glanced at the black dragon-robed figure practicing in the clouds, guessing his identity. Except for Ye Chen and a few others, most people didn't know the origin of Bai Ye. .
But when he saw the elder Li Qiu treating him with respect, he didn't dare to make any provocative moves.
Bai Ye turned his fist into a palm, and the demonic energy in the palm was dense, covering the entire palm. The demonic light from the wrist to the tip of the little finger was like a sharpened magic knife. A crack in the sky opened up in the sky and lasted for a long time!
"Tsk, tsk, it is indeed the Heaven-Splitting Devil Palm. It can really split the sky. If it is cultivated to the extreme, it may not be able to defeat the emperor's soldiers." Bai Ye smacked his lips, very satisfied with the power of the Sky-Splitting Devil Palm.
Just when he was poetically thinking about reciting a poem, he suddenly found that the sound of fighting had stopped again. He looked over to the Baiyu Terrace again, and sure enough, everyone was looking at him.
There were two demon geniuses beside Ye Chen who were crying, gnashing their teeth and scolding Bai Ye for secretly learning their Tao skills and being worse than demons.
Bai Ye looked at Elder Liqiu and motioned for him to preside over the battle to continue. He responded with Elder Liqiu's resentful look. I admit that you are very talented in cultivation. There is no need to interrupt other people's ring battles again and again!
The corners of Bai Ye's mouth raised, and he kept a stiff smile for more than ten seconds. Only then did the genius of one religion and one country let him go. The battle in the ring continued again. Some people were whispering. Anger turned a deaf ear, and I secretly remembered who was scolding me...
