Nangong Wudi didn't look happy at all at this time.
"The battle is not over yet!"
Ye Yun, who had been staring closely at the martial arts arena, couldn't help but think to himself.
Just when Nangong Jian's sword hit Shi Jing, Ye Yun saw a flash of yellow-brown light outside Shi Jing's body.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and the dust that was shaken up on the martial arts field subsided.
Where Shi Jing fell, what appeared in front of everyone and Nangong Jian was a huge rock ball.
On this rock ball, there is a knife mark half a foot deep, which is obviously what Nangong Jian just left!
"You almost broke through my defense!"
A cold voice came from inside the rock ball.
Then, the entire rock ball split in half, and Shi Jing's figure walked out of it.
Looking at Nangong Jian with great fear, Shi Jing couldn't help but feel a little scared.
The sword strike from Nangong Jian just now almost shattered his defense.
"But that's it!"
The inevitable attack missed, and Nangong Jian had no time to be shocked, because at this moment, Shi Jing's counterattack came.
In the entire martial arts arena, the vitality suddenly became violent, and thorns continued to rush towards Nangong Jian from all directions.
Even if Nangong Jian's speed doubled when he activated his martial soul armor, it was still difficult to dodge at this time.
There were too many ground thorns, and Nangong Jian's dodge space became smaller and smaller.
At this moment, Nangong Jian was unable to dodge and was hit directly by a sharp ground stab.
Although the ground thorns did not pierce his body due to the defense of the armor, he was also knocked away by the huge power carried by the ground thorns.
As soon as Nangong Jian's body floated into the air, the ground thorn that surfaced from the ground broke out of the ground directly under Shi Jing's control and flew towards Nangong Jian.
For a time, countless ground thorns continuously attacked Nangong Jian.
Nangong Swordman was like a sandbag in mid-air, being beaten around and unable to control his body at all.
At the same time, the Wuhun armor that enveloped him was constantly flashing light, helping Nangong Jian block attacks again and again. However, as time went by, the Wuhun's light became weaker and weaker.
A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out from his mouth. Although the armor resisted the attack, the huge force coming from above still caused Nangong Jian to suffer serious internal injuries.
After nearly half a minute, the seemingly endless ground stab attacks became sparse.
However, before everyone watching the battle could breathe a sigh of relief, Shi Jing launched another offensive, obviously not intending to give Nangong Jian a chance to breathe.
Among the sparse thorns, two pairs of large hands made entirely of rock suddenly appeared.
When Nangong Jian was knocked away by the ground thorn, he directly grabbed Nangong Jian firmly.
And at the moment when he grabbed Nangong Jian, two big rock hands directly crushed the armor that Nangong Jian's martial spirit had transformed into!
Without the protection of the armor, Nangong Jian faced Shi Jing's attack with his body and was pinched until he vomited blood.
This scene was so tragic that many ministers on the viewing platform couldn't bear to watch anymore. Princess Zixuan, who came to watch the battle after hearing the news, even covered her eyes at this moment.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Nangong Jian used a clever force to get out of the two big rock hands.
Even though he had suffered such injuries, Nangong Jian remained silent after landing and charged directly with his scarred body.
"enough!"
At this time, Nangong Wudi's voice suddenly sounded. Nangong Jian, who was charging, seemed to have pressed the stop button on his whole body, and stopped abruptly midway.
"You are no match for him!"
"We, the Xia Kingdom, lost this battle!"
As he spoke, Nangong Wudi used his vitality to form a big hand and grabbed Nangong Jian onto the viewing platform.
At this time, Nangong Jian was about to collapse. When the Wuhun armor was broken, he had no strength to fight anymore.
"Accepted!"
After Nangong Wudi announced the results of the competition, Shi Jing left the martial arts arena and returned to the viewing platform.
Even though he was an opponent, his eyes looked at Nangong Jian with respect.
An opponent who is unwilling to admit defeat until the last moment is enough for him to respect.
After winning the first battle, Chu Xiong had a faint smile on his face. At this time, he looked at Ye Yun and said in a joking tone:
"Now that the outcome has been decided, let's start the second competition! This time, Zhang Hao will fight on our side!"
While Chu Xiong was talking, the tall and burly elder of Tianjian Sect walked into the martial arts arena step by step.
In the martial arts arena.
Zhang Hao, the elder of the Tianjian Sect, stood there quietly, with the terrifying aura of a seventh-level martial artist clearly revealed.
A violent aura enveloped the entire martial arts arena, and for a moment everyone watching the battle couldn't help but become a little nervous in their breathing.
On the viewing platform, feeling Chu Xiong's malicious eyes, Ye Yun walked out slowly with a calm expression.
"Ye Yun, are you confident?"
Nangong Wudi, who had a solemn face, suddenly asked when Ye Yun walked past him.
Ye Yun paused, then continued to move forward.
At the same time, a dull voice appeared in the ears of Nangong Wudi and everyone on the viewing platform.
"I, Ye Yun, never do anything I'm not sure about!"
Step by step into the martial arts arena, fighting spirit began to surge in Ye Yun's eyes, and his aura became stronger and stronger.
Seeing Ye Yun, who was walking steadily and with great momentum, everyone on the viewing platform suddenly had an inexplicable feeling.
That is, no matter what Ye Yun wants to do, he will definitely succeed.
However, this feeling was immediately erased by everyone subconsciously.
Reason told them that this was simply impossible. The third level of true martial arts versus the seventh level of martial arts was not on the same level at all.
Even if Ye Yun can defeat Shangguan Yongqi who has perfected the ninth level of Zhenwu, how can he have a chance of winning against Zhang Hao who is in the martial arts realm?
Now, even Princess Zixuan, who has always admired Ye Yun very much, is not optimistic about the outcome of this battle.
Probably only Nangong Wudi still has some confidence in Ye Yun.
After all, in Liangzhou before, Ye Yun had killed a cult elder with the strength of a martial artist head-on. Now it was up to him to see if Ye Yun could create another miracle!
Ye Yun stepped into the martial arts arena step by step and did not stop until he was ten meters away from Zhang Hao.
Looking at the expressionless Ye Yun, Zhang Hao suddenly felt a little uneasy for some reason.
But then he felt a little funny about his own thoughts. No matter how talented Ye Yun was, no matter how evil he was, he was only at the third level of Zhenwu, and I heard that he had just broken through.
He is a seventh-level martial artist. With a huge gap in realm, can he still lose?
