"Feng Xuezhuo cultivates the Holy Art, which allows people to have the aura of a saint, making them psychologically timid. It can be said to be a head start." Jiang Wei explained for Yang Ning.
However, when Yang Ning heard this, she was slightly startled, as if she was a little surprised that Feng Xuezhou practiced such a technique. It is obvious that the Holy Art focuses on personal cultivation, but the character shown by Feng Xuezhou just now seems to be completely inconsistent. Why is this?
Yang Ning couldn't help but keep an eye out, this Feng Xuezhuo was not simple.
While Jiang Wei was explaining, the two looked at each other.
"On the flying boat, it's better not to use spiritual power. The two of us can communicate with each other using strength and martial arts. How about that?" Feng Xuezhou's aura gradually became ethereal, completely unlike the human world.
"Yes." Xiong Chu said very few words, and there was a condescending feeling in his eyes. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He was a physical practitioner. If he didn't use spiritual power, this would be a considerable advantage for him. , how could you not agree?
"Is this Feng Xuezhou stupid?"
"Junior Brother Xiong Chu's aura is obvious. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that this is physical training. He actually gave up using spiritual power to fight the enemy. It's really stupid."
"No, you are underestimating each other..."
"Senior brother, what do you say?"
"Look at the momentum of this snow boat."
The flying boat shuttled through the clouds, and it could be said that it was surrounded by white clouds. However, around Feng Xuezhou, the clouds and mist could not get close, and the range was still expanding, and it had even begun to approach Xiong Chu.
"Xiong Chu, hurry up and don't delay." At this moment, the person who talked about Feng Xuezhuo's potential warned Xiong Chu.
Xiong Chu immediately knew that he seemed to have underestimated the enemy, because the environment around him gradually began to change, especially the feeling of sanctity that became more and more obvious.
Xiong Chu punched out, with the sound of whistling wind and the force of landslides and earth cracking, pushing away the holy energy around him.
A hint of cunning flashed at the corner of Feng Xuezhou's mouth, and with a movement of his body, the white clothes seemed to blend into the surrounding environment, becoming even more sacred. The Holy Art of Forging was brought to its extreme by Feng Xuezhou.
"Senior Brother Feng is mighty."
There is no doubt about Feng Xuezhou's strength. Being able to rank fifteenth on the Taiyi Ranking is enough to prove his outstanding talent.
"Senior Brother Feng is so handsome..."
"..."
Feng Xuezhou's white clothes impressed many people. Coupled with the surrounding environment, it was like a real god descending, otherworldly and holy.
Huhu...
With his fists roaring like a tiger, Xiong Chu's physical training advantages were fully demonstrated. Although he could not compare with the surrounding holy power, he could already break through the tight encirclement.
Although Feng Xuezhou's figure looked ethereal in everyone's eyes, as if he were coming out of dust, Xiong Chu locked onto him tightly and did not give him a chance.
"Shenglong Fist." With a roar, the fist's strength finally changed. Faintly, a dragon roared, and a slight golden dragon shadow appeared from between the fists.
"Does Xiong Chu want a quick victory?"
"Taiyi Academy is too weak..." Some people muttered to themselves, even thinking that Xiong Chu was overqualified for taking action.
Yang Ning stood in the distance and looked at Xiong Chu's punch. There was a hint of solemnity in his eyes. The Xuanjie boxing technique, coupled with Xiong Chu's physical training, made this punch even more powerful. .
"Hmph!" Feng Xuezhou's cold snort came from the clouds and mist, followed closely by a palm.
"Holy Mountain Palm."
A majestic aura, extremely sacred, which seems to give people an ethereal and unattainable feeling.
"The Holy Art of Forging is well-deserved." Jiang Wei watched the battle between the two and knew what stage his strength was at. He recorded the battle between the two accurately and recorded it all in his heart.
"At this moment, it's still too early." Yang Ning looked at the Feng Xuezhou under the Casting Saint Art, and always felt that this Feng Xuezhou was particularly awkward.
"Defeat." Xiong Chu's voice was so loud that it almost echoed throughout the two airships. A huge force instantly destroyed all the surrounding sacred things.
The Shenglong Fist is like a real dragon, and the aura of a holy beast is gradually solidifying.
"That's wrong." Jiang Wei's expression changed. Looking at Xiong Chu's punch, he felt that it was a bit unrealistic, because ordinary Xuanjie boxing techniques were simply impossible to achieve such a solid force.
"Top Xuan level." Yang Ning was slightly moved, and at this moment he understood that this short exchange was ultimately lost because of Feng Xuezhou's underestimation of the enemy.
Sure enough, the Holy Mountain Palm was like cotton wool. Under such a powerful momentum, it was unstoppable and was blown to pieces, and the figure of Feng Xuezhou, which was originally somewhat ethereal, emerged.
His face was as pale as paper.
"I failed." Feng Xuezhou didn't seem to be decadent at all. Apart from his pale face, he didn't feel the discouragement of failure at all.
"Huh?" Yang Ning suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Could it be that Feng Xuezhuo has not forgotten to plan for himself even now?
Yang Ning had just reacted when she heard Feng Xuezhuo's voice ringing again.
"However, you still can't defeat that person." The person Feng Xuezhou pointed to finally fell on Yang Ning.
"Feng Xuezhou, what do you mean?" Jiang Wei was no longer calm, wondering why Yang Ning was targeted again and again, and even made him, a strong man ranked fifteenth on the Taiyi Ranking, worried.
"Yes, I want to ask too." Jiang Wei said this out of defense for Yang Ning, but Xiong Chu's words were not at all.
It’s not what Xiong Chu said directly. In terms of Yang Ning’s cultivation level, only the fourth level of the Mountain Building Realm is at the elementary level. Even Feng Xuezhou, who has the sixth level at the elementary level, was defeated. How could Yang Ning be his opponent? .
"What, you don't dare?" Feng Xuezhou said with a slight smile on his pale face: "This person cannot be measured by his realm, and as long as you challenge him, you will lose." Feng Xuezhou finished speaking. , stepped aside directly, seemingly thinking about nothing more. Whether to challenge or not depends on Xiong Chu's choice.
Xiong Chu was stunned. Who was stronger between him and Feng Xuezhou? He knew in his heart that although Feng Xuezhou was defeated at this moment, in terms of overall strength, he was still inferior after all. But what surprised him was that, Why did Feng Xuezhou keep mentioning that ant who was only at the beginning of the fourth level of Mountain Building Realm? Could it be that he is really as amazing as Feng Xuezhou said?
Xiong Chu was very skeptical, but the doubts in his heart soon showed up.
Xiong Chu subconsciously moved forward, stared at Yang Ning, and said, "How about two moves?"
Yang Ning shook his head.
"Hey, what do you mean?" Xiong Chu's voice already contained anger. A person who was at the beginning of the fourth level of the mountain-building realm actually had such a big arrogance. This made Xiong Chu's face turn to that, and this was already the second time he refused.
"Xiong Chu, don't go too far..." Although Jiang Wei does not have Xiong Chu's strength, Jiang Wei is a gun cultivator, and Yang Ning is kind to him. Naturally, he cannot sit idly by and ignore Xiong Chu. In front of him, but compared with Xiong Chu's huge physique, it felt like a small earthworm shaking a tree.
"Senior Brother Jiang, please get out of the way." Yang Ning knew that he could not avoid it today and had to face this big man.
"Yang Ning, you..." Jiang Wei is ranked in the middle of the Taiyi Ranking. Such strength is already very powerful for many people, but as far as Xiong Chu is concerned, it is still not enough. Even Feng Xuezhuo is If defeated, how could Jiang Wei resist?
"Don't worry, I won't be reckless." Yang Ning finally moved, the wind in the clouds blowing her long hair, and her green shirt swaying in the wind.
Yang Ning bypassed Jiang Wei and got in front of Xiong Chu.
"How do you want to compare?" Yang Ning was very direct.
"Yeah, not bad." Yang Ning's change made him a little unexpected. He originally thought that with Yang Ning's cultivation level, he would take the initiative to admit defeat, but Xiong Chu didn't expect that Yang Ning would take the initiative to fight against him. .
"But who gives you the courage?" Xiong Chu screamed, shocking Yang Ning's soul.
Yang Ning is as motionless as a bell. Targeting the soul, Yang Ning is least afraid of targeting the soul. Not to mention that only the peak of the fifth level of the Mountain Building Realm, even the Mountaineering Realm, cannot shake it.
"Why, do you still want to fight?" Yang Ning didn't need to coddle him.
"In that case, then take my punch." It's also the Shenglong Fist, but this time the punch is even stronger.
"Is Yang Ning looking for death now?"
"How dare you provoke Xiong Chu, who just defeated Senior Brother Feng..."
“I really don’t know the heights of the world.”
…
In an instant, Yang Ning was wrapped in fists.
Shenglong Fist, Yang Ning was just a spectator just now, but now he has to experience it himself.
In an instant, he felt as if he was surrounded by thousands of dragons, making him unable to move.
Yang Ning's breath was still calm, as if he was standing there like an ordinary person.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
"How dare you challenge Xiong Chu? Didn't you see Feng Xuezhu just now?"
"Taiyi Academy is getting weaker and weaker. Only cultivators at the fourth level of Mountain Building Realm are on the list. It's really..."
"I'll go, maybe I'll be in the top five on the Taiyi list, haha..."
As Yang Ning said that he had received Xiong Chu's punch, he immediately started laughing.
The distance between Yang Ning and Xiong Chu was very close, and the punches came instantly.
Yang Ning then said: "Since you punched, I will also throw a sword." Yang Ning's tone was calm, with a feeling that all the momentum was not added to him, and he remained motionless despite the unstoppable force around him.
Just when the punch was about to hit the chest, Yang Ning pointed his hands together, and a sword energy with a slight glow appeared.
The art of sword drawing.
It's just that this time there is no sword in the sword drawing technique, it just refers to the sword, but four of them have been superimposed.
With the sudden appearance of sword energy, the surrounding momentum seemed to feel something and suddenly stagnated.
"how so?"
"It seems like time has stopped?"
"No, it's not that time stopped, but that it was too fast..."
On the two flying boats, many people were suddenly startled.
It was so fast that these people's eyes couldn't keep up.
Even Xiong Chu, who was in the middle of the battle, was surprised. However, Xiong Chu did not panic at all. He was a peak expert in the fifth level of the mountain-building realm, and he was also a physical cultivator. How could such a sword energy hurt someone? Own.
"Hmph, what a small skill." Xiong Chu's fist power increased instead of decreasing. Jiaolong Longying seemed to despise everything and opened his mouth to swallow the sword energy emitted by Yang Ning.
Ding!
There was an unusual sound.
Ding!
Followed by.
Ding!
The third sound sounded, and at the same time there was a scream.
"Ah..." Like a frightened bird, full of disbelief.
"you……"
Xiong Chu no longer had any contempt in his eyes, and stared at Yang Ning with his eyes.
"Your sword energy can actually break my defense?"
"No, this is impossible..."
Just when Xiong Chu was hesitant, a sword energy came under Xiong Chu's neck.
A tingling sensation brought Xiong Chu back to reality.
This is a fact.
Until this moment, Yang Ning finally understood why the elder Jiu wanted to help him improve his sword energy.
The power of the sword energy was finally reflected at this moment. A sword is just sword energy, but it can break the momentum.
"I see." Even though Yang Ning had two lifetimes of cultivation experience, he had never discovered this.
The sword energy was pressed against Xiong Chu's neck. It did not penetrate deeply, but only pierced Xiong Chu's skin.
A little bit of bright red seeped out slowly.
"You are defeated..." Yang Ning withdrew his sword energy, his face remained calm, and he did not feel any joy or contempt for defeating Xiong Chu.
"Your heart is too proud. This is not good." Yang Ning turned around and walked towards the deck of the flying boat, her green shirt dancing. No one dared to underestimate Yang Ning, a freshman who had only been in school for half a year.
