C45 The Frenzied Qi Feng!
C45 The Frenzied Qi Feng!
He struck out with his palm, causing a fierce wind to blow up. It was so fierce that even the air seemed to have exploded, producing a muffled sound.
Facing this sudden attack, Ji Wuyan's expression was calm. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and his body floated backwards like a feather. With a casual movement of his heart, he swung his arm and slapped forward.
Bang!
Their palms collided with each other, and a crisp sound rang out from the point of impact. After a short exchange, the two figures took a few steps back at the same time.
Seeing the other party so easily receive this palm strike, Qi Feng was even more furious. With a loud shout, the vigorous inner Qi in his body began circulating rapidly. Using a special circulation path in the meridians of his arm, he poured it into his palm. In an instant, strands of hot air were emitted from his palm.
Burning Prairie Palm!
Red light flashed on his palm like a sea of fire. That terrifying aura seemed to burn the entire space until it distorted.
In a moment, the red aura on his palm became denser and denser, like a miniature sun that bloomed with a dazzling radiance. The temperature was terrifying to the point that it was suffocating.
"Go to hell!"
With a sway of his body, Qi Feng shot out like a sudden clap of thunder. Two palms that were covered in red light slapped towards Ji Wuyan's direction. It was as if a sea of fire had appeared in front of him. Wave after wave rolled towards him. ...
Facing this overwhelming attack, Ji Wuyan's eyes focused. His strong inner Qi quickly wrapped around his fist like a spirit snake. Strands of faint red Qi were emitted from his fist.
Fiery Fist!
Ji Wuyan had obtained the ninth grade martial skill from an assassin. Before he came here, he had learned this martial skill because of the system. He had learned this martial skill in just a few seconds. There was no need for him to train hard. This had saved him a lot of practice.
It was also a fire-attribute martial skill. When it was used, it increased the surrounding temperature by a few degrees. The hot air spread across the arena, and even the disciples below the arena felt the hot air rushing towards them. They could not help but take a few steps back, and their expressions changed as they looked at the two people on the arena in shock.
Was this the strength that came from using martial skills at the Self Appraisal Realm?
It was truly too terrifying!
Countless disciples looked at the two figures on the arena with looks of anticipation and envy. Their hearts were also filled with the desire to possess such formidable strength.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The fiery light on the ring repeatedly flashed. From the faint red light, from time to time, muffled thunder-like sounds would be heard, and two figures would swiftly move back and forth on the arena. Under the continuous collisions of these two people, the bricks on the ground were actually as fragile as rubble. They shattered with a single step and spread out in all directions like a net...
Not only that, the entire arena also began to shake and shatter. Countless disciples watched in horror as a crack swiftly spread from the one-meter tall brick wall of the arena up and down...
Even this arena that could withstand the impact of over a thousand jin was actually unable to withstand it?
They were directly dumbfounded as they could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
"I didn't think that he would actually be skilled in using martial techniques to such an extent. Truly a freak!"
Looking at the skinny young man who was evenly matched with Qi Feng on the arena, Bi Faang's eyes were slightly stunned. He couldn't help but exclaim, and the anticipation in his eyes became a little stronger.
Being able to exchange blows with such a person was also a quick thing in his life.
"However, it doesn't seem to be that easy to win. I remember that fellow had even refined a Qi Family's martial skill."
As a disciple of one of the four great clans, although he didn't completely understand each other's strength, he definitely knew more than the others.
Qi Feng should at least know an eighth grade martial skill. If this was Ji Wuyan's true strength, then the match would come to an end.
As expected!
Qi Feng saw that he was still unable to defeat Ji Wuyan after casting the Burning Prairie Palm. Under the attention of countless people, he became anxious.
He shouted in a low voice, and Qi Feng's attack suddenly changed. The red light on his palm suddenly disappeared. Strands of pale green light rushed out of his body. The Qi was as sharp as a blade. It moved without wind. An invisible force with a pale green light swept in all directions.
Facing this sudden force, Ji Wuyan's eyes slightly narrowed. His expression was the same as usual. He withdrew his fist and spun it. His body flew back like a swan. The tip of his foot lightly tapped on the ground and lightly landed ten feet away. He looked towards the center of the explosion.
The originally faint dust instantly dissipated at this moment, with Qi Feng as the center, within a two meter radius. The cracks were identical in length and length. It seemed like the rules were uniform. Each crack was about five feet long. They were about an inch deep, as if they were deliberately made.
It was unknown what kind of sharp object caused these cracks to be so neat and uniform.
Ji Wuyan, who was standing thirty feet away, looked at the center of the cracks. The faint green aura that came out of Qi Feng's body, if his soul perception wasn't wrong... The cracks on the ground should have been caused by the thread of light green aura that had burst out from the Qi just now.
What kind of martial skill was this?
Ji Wuyan's eyes revealed doubt.
Fortunately, he didn't need to think about it. The disciples of the Qi Family had already told him the answer.
"Hiss, so powerful! I didn't expect this guy to force Young Master Feng to use Sharp Wind Break!"
"That kid should be finished. This Piercing Wind Break is the eighth grade martial skill. It's said that after it's refined, it can split stone and stone. A single palm strike is even sharper than a peerless treasure sword. It's incomparably terrifying, and its power is boundless."
"That's right. Although it's only the eighth grade martial skill, it's definitely stronger than an ordinary eighth grade martial skill. That kid is going to lose for sure."
...
"Piercing Wind Break!"
Ji Wuyan frowned. eighth grade martial skill?
The pale green aura on his body had already gathered on Qi Feng's palms. Looking at his aura, it was obvious that he was ready to attack.
Looking at Ji Wuyan, who was standing thirty feet away from him, who was frowning, the corner of Qi Feng's mouth lifted into a pleased smile. Staring at him, he said faintly, "Ji Wuyan, although you broke through to the Historia realm yesterday, and today you have mastered a Profound Skill of the Ninth Stage, and even used it to such a skillful extent. It really surprised me, but it ends here. "
The more he spoke, the happier he felt in his heart for some reason. Qi Feng really liked the feeling of being able to control everything. He could even imagine the scene of Ji Wuyan showing despair when he heard what he said.
"Because if you want to defeat me, you need to at least refine an eighth grade martial skill, and if you want to cultivate an eighth grade martial skill, you need at least three days, and ten days at the very least. It's impossible for you to do it in such a short period of time. "
"So, I, Qi Feng, am destined to win this match."
At this point, the corner of Qi Feng's mouth curled up even more. His eyes were fixed on Ji Wuyan's face, hoping to see the expression on Ji Wuyan's face that made him happy.
However, he was disappointed!
After hearing what he said, ___'s face was still as calm as before. There was no change at all. Even his brows, which were originally furrowed, relaxed at this moment.
The smile on Qi Feng's face froze. Strands of fury rose from his eyes once again. He gritted his teeth loudly. Just as he was about to flip out, Ji Wuyan spoke.
"Who said it's impossible?" Ji Wuyan glanced at him and said faintly.
As soon as his voice faded, strands of black Qi wrapped around his palm. Corrosion, darkness, and a frightening aura spread out. His opponent seemed to be hiding a terrifying darkness that devoured the souls of others. His cold eyes were like the devils of hell. It was soul-stirring.
Seeing this change, Qi Feng's pupils suddenly shrank. His body involuntarily took a step back, and then he realized that something was not right. A furious expression immediately appeared on his face. It was an expression of embarrassment and anger.
Just now, he was actually frightened by a look from the other party. This kind of cowardly behavior, just thinking about it made him incomparably furious.
"You're courting death!"
Under his embarrassment and anger, Qi Feng roared furiously. His figure swayed and he was as fast as lightning. In a few steps, he had already arrived in front of Ji Wuyan. His palm suddenly struck towards Ji Wuyan, and a pale green light flashed.
At this moment, his palm was like an indestructible treasured saber. With an unstoppable momentum, he slashed down with his palm. The rapid movements caused the surrounding space to tremble slightly. It let out a rapid and muffled sound of air being torn apart.
The sharp wind from the palm was like a cold winter wind that pounced toward one's face, causing one's skin to hurt from the pain.
Ji Wuyan's eyes focused as he looked at the figure that was rushing towards him. The black light on his palm rapidly expanded and covered his palm. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and rushed out like a swallow. His body was as light as a swallow, leaving behind a few faint afterimages on the arena. He suddenly struck out with his palm towards the pale green light... ...
"Bang!"
The pale green light collided with the black light, creating a slight muffled sound. The floor that collided with the black light seemed to instantly suffer the pressure of ten thousand pounds of force, and cracks began to rapidly form like a net. Faint dust quickly spread out with the two of them as the center...
Hu...
Everyone who saw this scene held their breaths as their eyes stared intently at the two blurry figures in the cloud of dust.
Who... would win?
The hearts of the tens of thousands of people present were stirred. Everyone's gaze was focused on the two people in the arena.
After a while.
The dust settled in the air.
The two people in the center of the ring gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"This is impossible!"
Qi Feng looked at Ji Wuyan, who was standing ten feet away from him and was still unharmed after the collision of their palms. An expression of disbelief immediately appeared on his face, and he cried out crazily on the spot.
"How is it possible for you to master an eighth grade martial skill in such a short period of time? I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."
At this moment, Qi Feng's eyes were red. Like a rabbit that was forced to bite, he rushed towards Ji Wuyan once again.
At this moment, a low and helpless voice came from the front.
"Buddha Mountain... Shadowless Kick!"