"How is this possible?" Hong Ru's eyes were condensed in the stands, and he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.
The moment Sikong Jie stopped on the stage, a strong gust of wind came through the sky again, without giving him any breathing space.
Sikong Jie's face suddenly changed. Holding back the pain that had not yet subsided, he quickly brought his palms together and let out a low roar, "Hunyuan Palm!"
A huge palm shadow condensed from the palm of his hand and struck Chen Yu with a violent concussion.
Hunyuan Palm is an earth-level martial skill, and it has three stages. The third stage is Guiyi, from which its sect name comes.
"Hahaha, Sect Master Mo, it seems that your disciple has reached the peak of the second level of Hunyuan Palm. This palm has already decided the victory or defeat." An old man beside Mo Li stroked his beard and said with a smile, looking at each other. There is not much to look forward to in the follow-up. It is obvious that the success or failure of this battle has been decided.
Li Qiye remained silent, staring closely at the young man on the stage, wondering what he was thinking.
boom!
There was a thunderous sound on the platform, and the entire platform was filled with dust, obscuring everyone's sight.
As the picture gradually became clearer, everyone held their breath, anticipating the outcome of this battle.
Nan Lingyi's beautiful eyes were fixed on the stage, her fingers clenched tightly, and her heartstrings were trembling.
I saw a figure standing straight on the stage, like an unwavering javelin.
"It seems that the overall situation has been decided." The old man smiled at Mo Li just now, with a hint of understanding in his eyes.
However, Li Qiye frowned and stared at the stage firmly.
Bang!
A muffled sound suddenly sounded, and a figure fell straight down, stirring up sand and dust, and there was no movement.
If you look closely, you will find that the man's eyes are full of horror.
"How is this possible!" Mo Li was a little restless and stood up directly, with a complicated look on his face.
"That young man has won." A cry suddenly rang out in the field, like a thunderclap that woke everyone up.
"I read that right, that's Sikong Jie of the Guiyi Sect, a person who has only stepped into the realm of God Breaking." A man in the audience said with a shocked face, and he even stuttered a bit when he spoke.
"How is this possible!" Some people still couldn't believe it and were shocked.
"In this match, Wanjian Zong Chen Yu wins! Those who advance in the first round will participate in the second round tomorrow." It wasn't until the old man came on stage to announce the results that everyone came back to their senses.
After the words fell, the crowd suddenly became excited. Some people were surprised, while others frowned secretly and stared at Chen Yu with cold eyes.
Among them was Hong Ru.
Chen Yu walked off the stage, and Nan Lingyi quickly came over, with a strange color in his beautiful eyes, and said happily: "Junior brother, you actually defeated Sikong Jie, you are so awesome!"
Chen Yu smiled and touched his head, but did not speak, but his eyes fell on another member of the Guiyi Sect.
After someone lifted the unconscious Sikong Jie down, Mo Li stood up and left with a puff of his sleeves.
Today, he would never have thought that Sikong Jie would be defeated by such a nobody.
There is also the young man who appeared out of thin air. In the battle just now, even he didn't see clearly what happened inside. This is really incredible.
After leaving, Mo Li said: "Yi Meng, I want you to kill that boy tomorrow."
Sikong Jie's defeat to that young man was beyond his surprise, but as long as Yi Meng took action, the outcome would be completely different.
Mo Li frowned, feeling uneasy in his heart. If they all failed, then he would have no choice but to ask him to take action.
Yi Meng nodded lightly, his eyes never opened, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was creepy and made him feel uncomfortable.
After the first competition, Chen Yu was also invited to Nanling's house to rest and prepare for the second round of competition tomorrow.
Late at night, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds.
In the darkness, two figures shuttled back and forth in the night like ghosts, and finally landed in a deserted street.
"Elder Wan, if anything changes tomorrow, please excuse me." One of them said, taking out an exquisite white jade bottle from his sleeve and dropping it in front of the other person.
The man took it and looked at it, put it in his sleeve, and said with a satisfied smile: "Sect Master Mo is out for a visit. Since there is nothing to do, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Seeing the person disappear from sight, Mo Li's voice became deeper, "Wan Lao Gou, don't think that I don't know what you have in mind."
Nanling Mansion.
"Master, your strength is probably comparable to that of the mid-stage God Breaker." In the room, Xiaobai blinked and exhaled.
Chen Yu thought deeply and said: "Tomorrow's competition will definitely be a tough battle. By the way, Xiaobai, what level is your strength now?"
Xiaobai said: "It can be compared to the peak of human beings breaking the God Realm!"
Chen Yu was thoughtful, and then said: "If anything happens tomorrow, Xiaobai, please pay more attention to Senior Sister. If they fail to succeed today, they will not let it go easily."
During today's competition, he kept observing the man from Guiyi Sect from time to time. His eyes were always closed, but his aura was extremely cold, which made him feel a hint of danger.
Xiaobai nodded slightly, then found a corner and lay down quietly and closed his eyes.
The next day, when the sky was dark, Chen Yu slowly opened his closed eyes, got up and got out of bed, and walked outside the house.
As soon as he pushed the door open, Nan Lingyi appeared in front of him.
Chen Yu said: "Senior sister, what's wrong so early?"
Nan Lingyi nodded slightly and wanted to speak, but he took out a white jade bottle from his sleeve and said, "Junior brother, the master asked me to give it to you."
Chen Yu felt it with his mind and asked doubtfully: "This is it?"
Nan Ling Yiyi shook his head, "I don't know this either, but the master asked me to leave it to you..."
While speaking, she also took out the same white jade bottle and said, "There are only you and me in the sect, so the Guiyi Sect will definitely target the two of us."
Chen Yu nodded, put it away, and the two of them walked towards the competition venue.
Today is no different than yesterday. Before it even started, crowds had already gathered around the stage, and it was extremely lively.
More importantly, I want to witness who will be the leader of this competition.
As the scorching sun first appeared, everyone present was almost there.
The old man with a hooked nose walked slowly onto the stage, his eyes flashed towards Mo Li with an imperceptible sparkle, and he said in a low voice: "Today is the second competition. As we all know, in the last round, the first place will challenge the twenty-year-old If the following similar ones can persist for ten occasions, they will receive the rewards of this competition."
Li Qiye suddenly looked at the elder of the Immortal Mansion, looking extremely deliberate. The other party noticed the gaze and nodded in response. The two parties only blinked and no one noticed.
Only then did Mo Li feel relieved, and an imperceptible expression of emotion appeared on his face.
He stared at Chen Yu. Today he wanted to see what this young man who suddenly appeared was capable of. If he dared to become an enemy of the Gui Yi Sect, the end would be tragic and irreparable.
If he did it alone, he would obviously have insufficient strength. If he added the support of the Immortal Mansion, the result could be imagined. After that incident, he had secretly vowed to fight with the Wanjian Sect until death.
Chen Yu looked at Nan Ling Yiyi and asked: "Senior sister, do you need to challenge others to persist for ten rounds to become number one?"
Nan Lingyi nodded, with a serious look, and said: "Yes, but it is not a challenge to others, but someone else taking the initiative to challenge the first place. If the first place is unwilling to accept, then he will no longer be eligible for rewards."
Chen Yu's expression froze and he was a little speechless, "Then what is the role of the first two competitions?"
Nanling Yiyi shook his head, feeling bitter, but his eyes were extremely determined.
Looking back on those years, I felt a burst of pain in my heart. However, I was not strong enough to avenge those fellow sect members who were killed by the Guiyi Sect.
Seeing that Nan Lingyi didn't speak again, Chen Yu didn't ask any more questions.
He knew in his heart that this must be closely related to that incident back then. His eyes fell on Xiao Bai and he nodded gently.
Xiaobai raised his little paw and stayed close to Nanlingyi.
When he first saw Xiao Bai sitting on the stage, he was thoughtful, and then his eyes fell on Chen Yu.
Even he couldn't understand this young man, he was too mysterious.
Hong Ruyi in the crowd stared coldly at Chen Yu and Nan Lingyi as they chatted and laughed, showing a strong murderous intention.
Hong Ru was a narrow-minded man who held grudges. Although he had not had many conflicts with Chen Yu, when he was humiliated that day, he had strong thoughts of murder in his heart.
As for Nan Ling Yiyi, many years ago, he pursued her and was ruthlessly rejected, and resentment arose in his heart. However, in order to behave politely and have a perfect personality in front of the public, he did not do much. Now that he sees the two of them being so close, he has already felt resentment in his heart. An intense rage.
But it only passed by briefly and was not too revealing.
Two hours later, the old man with a hooked nose walked onto the stage, glanced at the people in the audience indifferently, and said: "The first scene, Guiyi Sect Hongru vs. Wanjian Sect Nanling Yiyi."
Hong Ru's eyes flashed, and just as he wanted, he gathered his strength and jumped, landing firmly on the platform.
He stood on the platform and looked at Nan Ling Yiyi who was slowly walking up, with a sinister and sinister smile on his lips.
"Senior sister, be careful." Chen Yu reminded via voice transmission.
Nan Lingyi paused for a moment, responded, and continued to walk onto the stage.
"Junior sister Yiyi, it has been several years, and we finally have to face you again." Hong Ru said with a gentleman's attitude, a smile on his peaceful face.
Nan Ling Yiyi's eyebrows were furrowed, and there was no trace of a ripple in his beautiful eyes. What was there was just an indifference that was so calm that he couldn't speak. In this indifference, there was a faint hint of disgust, as well as an undiminished cold murderous intention.
Hong Ru could naturally see Nanling Yiyi's imperceptible micro-expression. He smiled lightly and sighed: "Junior Sister Yiyi, it's a pity. If you had promised me many years ago to join the Guiyi Sect with me, I'm afraid ..."
After saying this, Hong Ru stopped talking, his face still smiling, as if he had no regrets for what he had done back then.
"you......"
Nan Lingyi's beautiful face was slightly angry, and a touch of red spread over her charming face. Then, her delicate body moved, and the long sword in her hand suddenly came out of its sheath. The sound of breaking wind appeared in the sky, and the cold and biting sword intent pierced Hong Ru.
Although Nan Lingyi's talent cannot be called a peerless genius, he is still twenty years old now. The swordsmanship talent he showed since childhood also made him a swordsman early in his early twenties, and became famous in various schools and sects.
This also made many people admire and covet her, including Hong Ru, but her straightforward personality rarely dealt with outsiders, which also disappointed everyone, even if there was still unwillingness and resentment in their hearts, because the Nanling family I have to be a little wary of its existence.
Facing the biting sword intent of the cold wind, Hong Ru smiled coldly and remained calm.
He casually waved the folding fan in his hand, forming a twisting wind, and a fierce and compelling aura suddenly burst out, heading towards the cold sword energy.
Since he can't get what he wants, he will destroy it with his own hands.
