Amidst the compliments one after another, Mo Tianshu's strength was once again reflected and he became the most dazzling presence in this sect competition.
A rising star like Qin Dong was barely considered a popular candidate a few days ago. Now, he has been greatly separated and cannot be compared with the same, let alone be compared together.
It should be noted that at this moment, even Ye Shengbai, who took the first step to be promoted to the Holy Son, was surpassed by Mo Tianshu. I wonder, among the many true disciples, who else is Mo Tianshu's opponent?
Everyone thought so, and Qin Dong couldn't argue, so he could only let them go.
At this time, if Qin Dong jumped out and said something wrong about Mo Tianshu, he might immediately arouse public anger. Of course, Qin Dong would not bother to do such a thankless and useless thing.
Another thing, in fact, Qin Dong can't guarantee whether he is Mo Tianshu's opponent now. Therefore, the best way is to be himself and deal with every subsequent battle carefully.
Amidst bursts of violent roars, the fight continued. The further back, the more intense it became. Even blood splattered with five steps, and life and death fights became commonplace.
Those who have persisted until now are all the best among the true disciples, and no one will be convinced by anyone. If they cannot decide the outcome with their strength, no matter who becomes the Holy Son in the end, it may be difficult to convince everyone.
Because of this, everyone who played tried their best...
Fortunately, Ling Xiudao and the other three are only inner disciples and do not need to play. If they go on stage to fight, whether they can survive is probably a question.
The so-called "immortal gate" is not only the gate to seek immortality and inquiry, but also the place where dragons and snakes coexist. Who is the grass and who is the real dragon can only be determined by comparing them with each other.
To put it bluntly, the purpose of this sect competition is to screen out the unqualified ones and determine the strongest one who is qualified to become the Holy Son.
"The next battle will be between Qin Dong and Lu Yangyan!"
Jiang Yingnan's voice shook the entire audience and he shouted loudly again.
"It's my turn again."
Qin Dong muttered silently, knowing that it was a fluke that he had missed a match in vain. When it came to the end, no one would give in easily, so he just strode forward and stepped onto the ring again.
As expected, after Qin Dong took the stage, soon another burly figure jumped up, like a goshawk, onto the ring, staring at Qin Dong with blazing fighting spirit in his eyes.
This person is Lu Yangyan, who, like the previous Lu Tianlu, is a master at the sixth level of the Saint Yuan Realm.
However, Lu Yangyan's demeanor, demeanor, and aura were completely different. Just standing there was like a big mountain, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
Qin Dong's eyes flashed, and after a brief glance, he saw that this person was actually a master of body training. Most likely, like himself, he followed the body training stream. In other words, this person was an ascetic. !
Most ascetics have the ability to fight across levels, and their true combat power often cannot be calculated based on their realm.
In the previous battles, Qin Dong had seen with his own eyes that an eighth-level Saint Yuan realm master was defeated by Lu Yangyan.
This means that Lu Yangyan is very powerful, and even if he takes out Tong Fang, he may not be able to gain the upper hand.
"I heard that you have also practiced the secret technique of body refining, and your defense is almost invincible. It just so happens that I will try it on you today to see how far my prison-suppressing magic has reached."
Lu Yangyan did not rush to take action, but cupped his hand and said in anticipation.
Qin Dong also cupped his hands in return, then narrowed his eyes and said: "The Mysterious Technique of Suppressing Prison? It seems that this is your secret body training technique. Just listening to this technique, I know that it has an extraordinary origin. Could it be that it is the Mysterious Technique of our sect? But it is inherited from outside?"
He asked this question not to delay time, but in line with the concept of knowing yourself and the enemy and being victorious in every battle, trying to learn as much about the opponent as possible so that when it came time to take action, he would not be caught off guard.
"You have some knowledge and know that this mysterious skill is not the skill of our sect."
Lu Yangyan exhaled, and his aura was rising steadily. He said proudly: "Lu was lucky enough to enter an immortal mansion and received the inheritance there. In order to practice this prison-suppressing magic, he has been working hard The realm has been suppressed to the sixth level of the Saint Yuan Realm. If I take action later, you must be careful!"
"Really? It's useless to talk more. It's better... let me see the real chapter." Qin Dong secretly thought that something was wrong. As soon as Lu Yangyan came up, he was not in a hurry to take action, but had some communication with himself. It turned out that he It's not to be polite, but to secretly accumulate strength.
After the exchange, although not much time was wasted, Lu Yangyan's momentum was obviously getting stronger and stronger, and Qin Dong vaguely felt a hint of danger.
Knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, Qin Dong simply took the lead and struck out. His body swayed, like a bolt of lightning, passing across the ring. He used his full power to move the dragon's lightning step and threw himself in front of Lu Yangyan.
boom!
With one punch, ghosts and gods were shocked!
Now that he knew that the opponent was a master of body refining style, Qin Dong simply stopped planning to use the power of law, and instead planned to use close combat to see where his body's limits were.
"Well done!"
A bright light flashed in Lu Yangyan's eyes. When he saw Qin Dong charging towards him, he was not surprised but happy. His fists turned into heavy hammers. He did not gather any defensive momentum. Instead, he punched to the flesh and was hard-faced.
As an ascetic, what Lu Yangyan fears most is not Qin Dong's power of law, but this guy, who won't fight with him in close combat. Now that Qin Dong has taken the initiative to pounce forward, he can't wait to do it!
boom! boom! boom! …
The two sides were fighting in close quarters. As soon as they met, they exchanged hundreds of punches. Each punch was so powerful and heavy that the ring roared. From the perspective of the outside audience, it was like two mountains touching each other. At one point, a violent collision occurred.
At the beginning, Lu Yangyan felt that he could trample Qin Dong under his feet just by fighting close to him, but the more he fought, the more he was secretly frightened.
Because Lu Yangyan discovered that Qin Dong not only understood the power of laws when he was in the Saint Yuan realm, but his body defense had also reached an almost perverted level.
The most terrifying thing was that every punch of this guy was as heavy as a mountain, which made Lu Yangyan feel suffocated. No matter how powerful he was, he was always weaker than Qin Dong.
To use an analogy.
It seems that now, Lu Yangyan and Qin Dong are fighting each other. If Lu Yangyan's strength is one hundred kilograms, then Qin Dong's strength is two hundred kilograms.
If Lu Yangyan used ten thousand catties of divine power, then Qin Dong used twenty thousand catties.
If Lu Yangyan used 10 million divine powers, then Qin Dong could use 20 million.
Anyway, no matter what, Qin Dong's strength will always be stronger than Lu Yangyan's. No matter how Lu Yangyan improves his strength, Qin Dong's side seems to have no end, endless, and the more he fights, the stronger he gets...
"Damn it! My prison-suppressing mystical skill is a magical skill that makes me stronger when I encounter the strong and weakens when I encounter the weak. It stands to reason that the stronger Qin Dong is, the more advantage I should have. Why does this guy's power seem to be useless at all? Exactly the same, could it be that...his power has already exceeded 100 million?"
Inexplicably frightened, Lu Yangyan did not dare to try again. Suddenly, he punched Qin Dong on the front of Qin Dong's fist. With the help of the force of the counterattack, he distanced himself and said breathlessly: "With me, the prison-suppressing Xuan, After fighting for so long, let alone the Saint Yuan realm, even the Feitian realm should be exhausted. What is going on with you guy? Could it be that your body training secret technique is also this kind of mysterious skill? achievement?"
"Sorry, I don't know how to suppress prisons!"
Qin Dong shook his head and immediately denied it.
"Then what's going on with you? Why does it seem like your power will never run out!"
Lu Yangyan glared and said, as an ascetic, every one of his magical powers was obtained bit by bit through diligent study and practice. How could he meet Qin Dong, as if he had met his nemesis? It’s puzzling…
