But the path Yang Ning took was not the same as theirs.
A space of one hundred feet can only accommodate two people at most. When the two fight, even the Great Luo Immortal cannot break through the barrier.
And every time Yang Ning went to a Baizhang Space, he would leave directly after winning. For a time, many geniuses wanted to target him, but there was no way.
However, the forty-ninth throne is different, because here, there is a person.
"He is dead..."
"Let him be arrogant." Yang Ning started the challenge from the last throne, singing all the way without losing. This was tantamount to a naked slap in the face to those talented people outside Surabaya.
Every time the King's Palace is opened, there are hundreds of thrones. Except for a few thrones, the entire hall is occupied by geniuses from Liangzhou outside Surabaya. But now, one person actually challenges half of the thrones. This makes these people How can a genius who comes from outside Surabaya and has eyes above his head endure this?
Can not accept.
However, there is no place to vent, because Yang Ning will not stay in any one hundred feet of space, like a killing machine.
"The throne here belongs to one person and has been passed down from generation to generation. It has been held for nearly ten consecutive times, one thousand two hundred years ago."
"Boxing King." Someone called out the name of the throne here.
"The Boxing King family is a stubborn and proud family. Every time the King's Palace is opened, it only occupies this one throne. Others are indifferent. It seems that this place has become a mark engraved in the bones."
"I wonder if this generation of boxing champions can continue to live up to their legend?"
"Definitely."
"It is said that the boxing champions of this generation have surpassed the sages and are at the top of the younger generation in Liangzhou. Even Qingzhen, Jiang Che and others cannot be said to be completely victorious."
"So, Yang Ning will definitely lose?"
"Death is certain."
Yang Ning has already stepped into the Baizhang Space.
As soon as he saw it, he saw a man sitting alone on the throne, very calm. He had obviously begun to contact the throne and undergo the final transformation of the king's aura. A looming dragon was circling.
Yang Ning walked in the space without any outward breath. It seemed that the two of them were just like ordinary people. As Yang Ning got closer, the distance continued to shrink.
On the throne, this person looked ordinary and had nothing outstanding about him, but Yang Ning still found that this person was different from others.
That is, this person's hands were actually wearing a pair of boxing gloves, and his fists naturally drooped down on the armrests of the throne.
When Yang Ning entered this space, the distance between him and the throne was only half, and Yang Ning could finally see clearly who was on the throne.
He is similar in age to himself, but from his calm body, Yang Ning can see amazing explosive power.
"Yang Ning, come and challenge." This is the calmest time Yang Ning has entered the Baizhang Space. Generally, after entering the Baizhang Space, the person on the throne will wake up after traveling less than half the distance, but this person is completely There is no such sign.
The man on the throne did not make any move. As if competing with Yang Ning's heart, the dragon's energy hovered and rose above the throne.
"Yang Ning, come and challenge." Yang Ning pointed at one point, and a sword intent followed his finger and went straight to the throne.
call out!
Like an arrow piercing the clouds, he arrived in front of the throne in an instant.
The gloves moved.
Still unremarkable.
But when the sword's intention was focused on the glove, there was only a crisp sound.
Ding!
Then, there was no movement.
"I've heard of you." Yang Ning had to admit that this person was very arrogant. When he entered the King's Palace, he went straight to the King's Space, and then there was no sound. And this King's Space was also very Calm, it seems that everyone has agreed that this place belongs to him.
But now...
Yang Ning continued: "Boxing champion Boshu. He comes from a family of boxing champions. It is said that he has the ability to shake the world. Unfortunately, in my opinion, he is just a clown..."
Suddenly, Yang Ning felt a tightness in her body.
It was Bo Shu who opened his eyes, and his eyes were like lightning, falling on Yang Ning.
"Boshu, come and fight." Yang Ning was not to be outdone, staring directly at Boshu.
"Evaluate me?" Bo Shu finally spoke and stood up from the throne.
As Bo Shu stood up, the throne was finally revealed.
This throne is not like others. It only has a simple royal aura lingering around it. The most important thing is that its backrest is partially recessed.
Yang Ning paid attention from the corner of his eye, and then felt shocked in his heart.
The throne here can be said to be indestructible. Even if you want to leave a mark with your sword, you can't usually do it with half a sword. But judging from the dented marks, these dented places are actually left by fists. .
In other words, these traces were all left by this boxing champion family.
very scary.
Yang Ning had to admit that the person in front of him was very strong, and it would even be his strongest opponent since entering the King's Palace.
Yang Ning's eyes gradually became serious.
Bo Shu seemed to know Yang Ning's mood, looked at Yang Ning, and continued: "Why are you afraid?"
Bo Shu took the initiative to let go of his body, completely exposing the throne to Yang Ning's gaze.
Immediately afterwards, Bo Shu pointed to a mark on the backrest. The mark here was slightly deeper than the other marks. There was a lot of artistic conception left on the mark, and there was even a vague rule lingering in it.
"This is what I left behind. Do you want to fight?" He was very arrogant, his long hair hanging down, but he could not hide Bo Shu's arrogance.
Yang Ning's heart has returned to normal.
Bo Shu is indeed powerful, but this does not conflict with Yang Ning's desire to fight.
On the contrary, there was a vague fanaticism in Yang Ning's heart, and she seemed to want to leave some traces on it, but soon, Yang Ning suppressed her impulsive thoughts.
Yang Ning said calmly: "You are indeed very strong, but you still can't make me change my original intention. What's more, surpassing my ancestors does not mean that I can surpass my peers."
Bo Shuqing is better than the blue because of his talent. In the eyes of many people, such glory is indeed a gimmick, but Yang Ning does not think so. This is a big world. Not only many people agree with this view, but the most important thing is that he has encountered The old Taoist priest also said the same thing. This is not groundless.
In the eyes of outsiders, Bo Shu surpassed his ancestors and all previous boxing champions, but this life is different.
"I have never thought of it this way, but thinking about it, defeating you will not be a problem." Bo Shu was angry.
The goal that I have been working hard for is to surpass my ancestors and surpass the ancestors of the same period. However, Yang Ning said that I was so worthless and indirectly humiliated my ancestors. How could I bear it?
"Then practice and gain true knowledge." Yang Ning said calmly.
Just because Bo Shu was angry, it didn't mean that Yang Ning could be angry. The experience of his previous life was not comparable to that of Bo Shu.
"Fist - shocking the world." The tiger and the tiger are angry.
A sound broke through the air.
"Death!" At the same time, accompanied by Bo Shu's anger, quickly, very quickly.
Yang Ning was shocked. He was indeed a person who could surpass his ancestors, but he was too arrogant.
Yang Ning dodged and the punch passed by him, leaving traces of the punch on his green shirt.
"Too slow..." Yang Ning rebuked mercilessly. If such a strong man wants to defeat him, he must first defeat his arrogance.
"Fist - move the world." Looking back, Yang Ning couldn't avoid it.
Clang!
Unsheath the sword.
Since entering this space, Yang Ning has been condensing his sword power, and finally reached its peak at this moment.
The art of sword drawing.
Twenty-three superpositions.
Ding!
It was like thunder striking the ears.
Echoed throughout the entire hundred-foot space.
A sword struck the glove, causing both of them to shake at the same time. Relatively speaking, Yang Ning's sword was stronger after all, leaving a sword mark on the glove.
"Unforgivable." Bo Shu was angry. This was a glove that had been passed down by his family for thousands of years, but someone actually left sword marks on it.
"Angry? It doesn't mean you can defeat the enemy." Yang Ning's face looked extremely cold against the bloody sword light.
"Fist - Roar the world." The fists move, the fists are intertwined, and the rules are mixed in. The silver-white gloves are like a tiger descending, with boundless anger, roaring continuously.
Yang Ning did not dare to be careless. Although this punch was not enough for him to deal with it with all his strength, the terrifying rules in it still made Yang Ning feel dangerous.
The ultimate sword.
In a short period of time, Yang Ning was unable to use the Seven-Step Ultimate Sword, and the Seven-Step Ultimate Sword was already slightly less powerful at this moment. This Ultimate Sword was derived from the Seven-Step Ultimate Sword, but it was even more powerful.
This is also the result of Yang Ning's continuous advancement in swordsmanship. After all, the seven-step killing sword is only the elementary sword skill of Xuan level. For these geniuses, the elementary level of Xuan level can no longer pose a threat to them.
Therefore, Yang Ning has been improving, because the explosive power of the Seven-Step Killing Sword is absolutely amazing, which is why Yang Ning is unwilling to give up.
In the roaring sound, the silver-white iron fist roared like a tiger, accompanied by the sound of wind, and collided with the killing sword again.
Ding!
Metallic trills echoed. The two of them took dozens of steps back again.
"How is this possible?" The hall was once again filled with incredulity.
I originally thought that the reason why Yang Ning was able to fight fifty times in a row was just because of his sword-drawing skills, but now it seems that this is not the case, which makes it difficult for these geniuses from Liangzhou to accept it for a while.
"But I believe that the boxing champion will be able to defeat him."
"The boxing champion has surpassed his ancestors. This strength can definitely make him proud of the current generation."
They are extremely confident against boxing champion Boshu.
With the discussion of many geniuses, the two have collided dozens of times, but every time they collide, the two are almost evenly matched. The plundering spiritual power continues to slap on the surrounding barriers, causing ripples. However, these barriers, Integrated with the Feng Wang Palace, no one has ever been able to break the barrier from ancient times to the present, unless they have surpassed the peak power of the Mountain Building Realm.
But how can these cultivators who are only at the peak of the sixth level of Mountain Building Realm achieve it.
During the collision, sparks spattered, like a flash flood, constantly swirling between the two.
The killing sword is even more blood-red, and the gloves are even more dazzling.
Clang!
Ding!
…
The battle between the two seemed inextricable for a while.
"This Yang Ning, doesn't he know that he is tired?" Everyone finally realized a problem.
Little did he know that the operation of Ling Tian Jue made Yang Ning's recovery power different from ordinary people, and as Yang Ning's swordsmanship level improved, it could be said that Yang Ning could be at his peak at any moment.
"Fist - Dragon Roaring the World." Vaguely, two long dragons could be seen flying out from a pair of fist gloves.
"Is this the dragon's soul hidden in the glove?"
"It is said that the boxing champion family used its strong strength to imprison two peak-level six-level dragons and seal them in their fist gloves. I think this is it..."
"Jiaolong, the peak of the sixth level?" Not only the geniuses outside Surabaya, but also the geniuses of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya also felt a hint of crisis at this moment.
The peak of the sixth level, which is already equivalent to the strength of the peak of the ninth level of the Mountain Building Realm. Although it only has the dragon soul, it may be difficult to resist with the peak of the sixth level of the Mountain Building Realm.
"Die." Bo Shu's anger finally subsided with the punch, because he was sure that no one at the same level could receive this punch.
Although the strength of the Dragon Soul has been greatly reduced after many years of use, but even so, how can a genius who is only at the peak of the sixth level of the Mountain Building Realm be on par with the sixth level peak ferocious beast.
Roar!
The dragon's roar vibrated, and the space of a hundred feet was trembling.
One punch can move mountains and rivers, and one punch can level the world.
Yang Ning's expression finally became solemn.
The moment the punch came out, Yang Ning already had a premonition of how terrifying the punch was.
And as the dragon roar sounded, Yang Ning knew that he could no longer hide.
Otherwise, if this punch comes down, I am afraid that I will really be crushed into a pulp.
"Broken sword." Yang Ning roared.
