Just as the Yang family competition was about to come to an end, Yang Jingjiang, the number one genius of the Yang family, suddenly appeared and returned, and when he learned that the figure standing in front of the juniors was none other than Yu Wenlei, the great sword who has been in the limelight recently!
From this, Yang Jingjiang had a sudden thought and suddenly took action. He relied on his great progress after a year of experience. Even if it was the big sword Yu Wenlei, he would try the opponent's depth.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Yang Jing disappeared from the same place. He moved faster than when he came. He heard a buzzing sound, and violent spiritual energy fluctuations trembled directly in front of Yu Wenlei, followed by sharp palm prints. It stuck to Yu Wenlei's chest out of thin air!
Rumble…
The palm print condensed with spiritual power passed through the chest and scattered an illusory afterimage. When it fell on the ground, the entire huge martial arts arena was shaken. After the strong spiritual power subsided, a pit of more than ten feet was left on the martial arts field.
The Yang family's martial arts arena was made of the finest materials and was extremely hard. However, even so, it was still damaged and uneven under General Yang Jing's palm.
Yu Wenlei curled his lips. He had already dodged dozens of feet away and looked at General Yang Jing strangely. This guy's fighting ability was mediocre, but the momentum he created was quite big. The martial arts field was like this. It didn't even need maintenance. Flower spirit stone...
"Prodigal stuff!"
Yu Wenlei muttered to himself, it seemed that Yang Jingjiang didn't care at all. On the high platform, the older generation of Yang family executives frowned slightly, but Yang Jingjiang had already taken action, and even if they wanted to stop it, they were too late. At this point, they could only let it go, and then began to point fingers and express their own opinions.
"I was so surprised that this child has become a lot stronger. It is really a blessing for the Yang family and the patriarch..."
"Yes, even Jingdong is not afraid at all when facing the big sword Yu Wenlei..."
"Well, this kid may be able to withstand a hundred moves at Yu Wenlei's hands!"
"The Hundred Moves are pretty good, but it might not be a bad thing if the shocked general hits a wall once..."
All the high-level spiritual kings expressed their opinions. With their sophisticated eyes, they naturally knew that the theory of a hundred moves might be exaggerated. It was not that General Yang Jing was not strong, but that Yu Wenlei was too evil!
Only the majestic old man sitting in the center said nothing and quietly watched the development of the situation. He also wanted to see how far his son had reached.
bass……
General Yang Jing's attack failed. He saw Yu Wen Lei's speed and did not dare to hold back. The next moment, he pulled out his saber and pointed the cold blade directly at Yu Wen Lei.
"Yu Wenlei, you also use a sword, draw it!"
The words spread, but Yu Wenlei actually turned a deaf ear and had no intention of drawing out his sword. This was naked contempt, like a sharp thorn piercing Yang Jingjiang's proud heart.
"snort!"
General Yang Jing was indeed angry. Suddenly, he swung his sword and slashed down at Yu Wenlei's Tianling Cap. With this sword, he integrated the results of his hard work for a year to the extreme. The powerful force of the sword moved everyone's faces. . Even the junior members of the Yang family who had always admired Yu Wenlei showed a hint of worry.
Facing the oncoming knife, Yu Wenlei still stood there calmly. He stared at the attack, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"You want me to draw my sword at the peak of the ninth level of the Linggang Realm? It's too far off..."
With a murmur, Yu Wenlei stretched out his right hand, and instantly opened his five fingers, and a dark and smooth claw directly touched the sharp blade!
"Black Dragon Claw!"
The two attacks clashed head-on, and there was only a clang sound. Yu Wenlei and Yang Jingjiang passed by each other and exchanged positions with each other.
On the martial arts field, the two stood with their backs facing each other. Yu Wenlei shook one hand, and the palm slowly returned to normal. Behind him, Yang Jingjiang, the first genius in the Yang family, suddenly knelt down on one knee. The robe that was as dark as ink had been torn open at some point...
Poof!
Yang Jingjiang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath quickly became weak. What's more, the second-pattern enchanted spiritual sword he carried with him had ragged cracks on the blade.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yang Jingjiang gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up. When he looked at Yu Wenlei again, he was obviously a little more shocked and disappointed. And looking around, hearing all the chattering was like a pot exploding.
"impossible……"
"One move? I couldn't hold on even one move..."
"It's too far off..."
"The chief coach is... so strong!"
Compared to all the guests in Yang City and the juniors of the Yang family, on the high platform, the senior members of the Yang family fell into a deathly silence, especially Yang Wuba, whose anger was held in his chest and had nowhere to vent. They guessed that Yang Jing would be defeated, and even made plans to let Yang Jing hit the wall. However, this would be too fast, right?
Yu Wenlei walked to the team of juniors as if nothing had happened, and what greeted him were pairs of eyes of awe from the bottom of his heart. He defeated General Yang Jing with one move, and he was probably the only one present who didn't take it seriously.
Indeed, in Yu Wenlei's view, the strength of General Yang Jing is comparable to the peak of the ninth level of the Linggang Realm. Now, he may be ranked among the top eighty in the Western Xinjiang Shenglong List, but that's about it.
"By the way, Master Yang, what did you say just now? What does the Yang family want to reward me?"
Yu Wenlei saw that the atmosphere on the high platform was a bit strange, so he took the lead to break the silence. It seemed that he got back to business. It was as if the brief confrontation just now had never happened. Yang Jingjiang was like a clown, being ignored like this...
Yu Wen Lei's words immediately caused an uproar. In the eyes of all the guests in Yang City, Yu Wen Lei was simply too courageous. He dared to teach the number one genius of the Yang family such a naked lesson. Asking for rewards from the Yang family generously and righteously?
"As expected of Yu Wenlei, the great sword, he is really... capable..."
Many people had this weird idea in their minds, but General Yang Jing was so angry that he felt ashamed and left the scene while holding back his injuries. Yang Qinxin and Bing Xianzi also felt a little sympathy for General Yang Jing. From the beginning, they expected that Yang Jing would be defeated miserably. However, Yu Wenlei, who was inside, still looked like he was pretending to be stupid.
"Yu Wen Lei! You..."
Sure enough, Fourth Master Yang stood up angrily. He pointed at Yu Wenlei and was about to yell at Yu Wenlei. However, he couldn't think of a single word. Looking at Yu Wenlei's innocent look, he really wanted to slap him to death. never mind!
"Fourth brother, come back."
At this time, a sharp voice came from the head of the family, Yang Wuba. Hearing the words, Fourth Master Yang waved his hands and returned to his seat angrily.
"Grand Sword Yu Wenlei, my Yang family is the number one force in the Apocalypse Dynasty. How can I miss your reward? You have performed well in training the younger generation of the Yang family. I will reward you with another opportunity to enter the Yang family's treasure house!" Yang Wuba declared with great righteousness. , won unanimous praise from Yangcheng people.
"Um?"
Yu Wenlei narrowed his eyes and felt a little disappointed. Isn't this Yang Wuba wearing small shoes for him? Entering the Yang family's treasure house may be strange to others, but he is not satisfied. He has already visited the treasure house once, and the most valuable thing in it is probably the ordinary second-line enchanted spiritual weapon... (To be continued.)
