C7 The battle of liu zong

"I refuse to accept this!"

Liu Zong stood out, his face was gloomy and black, his ashen face looked like it was about to drip out water.

He hated it! He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green!

If only he knew that his current state was right, he would have immediately killed Ye Wusheng. His glorious reputation was all taken away by this kid, and his own six star genius had become the opponent's concubine!

"Liu Zong, what are you doing! Didn't you know the venue!? " Feng Yang turned into a streak of light and appeared in front of everyone, glaring at the latter as he scolded.

Liu Zong snorted, then shouted: "Ye Wusheng is just a piece of trash, I, Liu Zong, am a true genius, I naturally cannot accept this. After the inner sect selection, I can just freely choose my opponent for a spar, then I, Liu Zong, will declare war on Ye Wusheng here!"

Liu Zong sneered. With contempt and disdain in his eyes, he scoffed, "Ye Wusheng, do you dare to fight with me in a life or death battle?"

"Hua!"

"Oh my god, Liu Zong is actually challenging Ye Wusheng. This is really interesting, both of them are the sect's two great geniuses, one with ten stars and one with six stars. I wonder who will win?"

"Ten stars and six stars, that is only a test of talent, not a test of strength. If they were to fight, Ye Wusheng's only choice is to die!"

"That's right, even a fool can see that, although Ye Wusheng's strength is stronger than Liu Zong's, but in terms of fighting, he does not rely on brute force, but on his foundation." A disciple pondered and analyzed: "Liu Zong is backed by the Liu Family, and they also have a very high status in the family, the resources they receive must be exaggerated. Although Ye Wusheng has shown off, but he is still lacking a lot in terms of cultivation and foundation."

"I agree, too. If Ye Wusheng dares to fight with Liu Zong, the only thing left for him to do is death!"

Everyone started talking, success or failure, they were all one-sided. Although Ye Wusheng's talent was outstanding and shocking, he was still not Liu Zong's opponent. The smartest thing to do was to reject the latter's provocation, and wait for his strength to increase before making any plans.

This was the most sensible plan, and naturally, it was also the reason why everyone thought that Ye Wusheng would not agree.

"What's wrong, Ye Wusheng, are you afraid? If you're afraid, I can let you go out of my way! "

Liu Zong's heart was filled with urgency. He naturally understood that if Ye Wusheng rejected him, killing him would be even more difficult, and he would have to rely on the latter's talent to quickly mature. At that time, it would be impossible for him to control it, so he must seize this opportunity to kill the latter!

"Ye Wusheng, I never thought that you would also be a coward. Tsk tsk, as a man you don't even dare to be arrogant. No wonder I, Liu Zong, would plant a patch of green on your head!"

Liu Zong laughed sinisterly: "Ye Wusheng, tsk tsk, I have to say that your taste is truly good, you didn't know that Bai Yanqiu is indeed an amazing person … "Hehe!"

In order to anger Ye Wusheng, Liu Zong even revealed his interest and interest, throwing all his green hats at Ye Wusheng.

At the side, Bai Yanqiu's face was extremely ugly. Being humiliated in public, Bai Yanqiu's eyes flashed with killing intent as she looked at Liu Zong. In that instant, the latter had only used it on her!

"Wusheng, your current strength is still not enough to defeat Liu Zong. Liu Zong's strength is not what you see right now. This old man thinks that if a gentleman takes revenge, it won't be too late even ten years." As the Sovereign, Qing Hai naturally wouldn't go against the rules he had set for the competition. He could only remind Qing Hai.

"Ai, why are there so many retards in this world that only want to court death? Could it be that they despise their own intelligence, so they have to let others take advantage of them? " Ye Wusheng sighed, then coldly said: "Liu Zong, in other words, do you dare to fight to the death with me?"

"What!?" Ye Wusheng actually went back and challenged Liu Zong.

"Hehe, this is a typical inflated mentality, one of the three illusions of martial arts. I thought I was awesome, but the result of the inflated heart is that I lost my life!"

Suddenly, there were people who were shocked and worried. Most of them were sneering and mocking.

Everyone thought that Ye Wusheng was too inflated, and could not see his own strength clearly.

To be able to see a 10 star genius fall in front of his eyes was also a very joyful thing …

"Lifeless." "You …" Qing Hai couldn't help but remind him.

Ye Wusheng shook his head, revealing a slight smile. With a fighting spirit in his black eyes, he said, "Sect Master, do not worry.

Liu Zong laughed and flew to the fighting stage. With a sinister look in his eyes, he bellowed: "Ye Wusheng, today is the day you die!"

When Ye Wusheng appeared on the fighting stage, his eyes were as clear as water and he had actually comprehended something in his heart. In his previous life and his first battle in such a long time, he did not expect that he had already been a person for two lifetimes.

In his previous life, he could barely use any martial skills, but he could still vaguely remember a Yellow Rank martial skill called the Dragon Tiger Fist.

Martial skills were divided into four levels, Sky, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. Every level was divided into low, mid, and high levels, and the lower to Heaven level was used as a grade. It was the first time Ye Wusheng had fought a battle in his life, so this Dragon Tiger Fist was exceptionally suitable.

Liu Zong sneered. In his eyes, Ye Wusheng had no background, no connections, and even the green hat was given to him by him. With his brute force, killing him was as easy as flipping his palm.

"Look, at the surface of Liu Zong's body! What a strong wave of the wood element! "

Some sharp-eyed disciples below the stage could not help but drink.

Liu Zong's legs were covered by a layer of green vines, these vines allowed his legs to erupt!

"Go to hell! Ye Wusheng! "

Liu Zong suddenly went berserk, and in the next second he was already in front of Ye Wusheng. Ye Wusheng's face changed slightly, this Liu Zong must have used some movement martial skill, but he was actually so fast!

The latter was obviously not an ordinary person. As a genius junior of the Liu Family, Liu Zong had naturally trained his combat skills since he was young. In order for Liu Zong to train his martial skills, the Liu Family would even use ordinary people as hostages to train their skills …

Liu Zong took a step forward, turning his palm into a claw, grabbing upwards with his palm, grabbing towards Ye Wusheng's lower jaw from bottom to top, his five fingers clawed open, this claw had to be his death, and Liu Zong's speed was extremely fast, his movements did not allow anyone to react at all, causing Ye Wusheng's eyes to be clear. When Liu Zong's claw fell, he immediately retreated a step, forming a defensive posture, and took the opportunity to strike Liu Zong's hand while he was clawing.

Ye Wusheng's punch caused Liu Zong's face to change drastically. He immediately retracted his hand, turned his claw into a fist, and wanted to fight Ye Wusheng head on!

"Good! "Tiger Roar Mountain Range!" Ye Wusheng's arm suddenly released sets of fist patterns, spirit energy flowed through the latter's arm, his body leaned forward slightly, the fist patterns suddenly burst out, releasing a fierce tiger's roar, in the midst of the tiger's roar, a tiger's shadow appeared and pounced towards Liu Zong!

"This is a martial skill!" How could you have a martial skill!? "

Liu Zong screamed out, his face immediately becoming gloomy, he suddenly reacted, a green light exploded out, the green light was like vines that wrapped around the tiger, causing it to be unable to move!

"Haha, Ye Wusheng, you can even use a Low Huang Level Cultivation Method!? As expected of trash, trash should just be trash! "

"The Eight Desolate Spirit Miasma!"

Countless green vines shot out, every single green vine was as big as a bowl's mouth, and was filled with sharp thorns. In a few breaths, they had already enveloped the space around Ye Wusheng, forming a huge killing array that swept towards Ye Wusheng! Clang!

"The Eight Desolations Spirit Formation of the Liu Family is indeed powerful. With so many green vines erupting together, even a Mortal Core warrior would be killed." His sleeve moved slightly, preparing to come out and save Ye Wusheng at any time.

Qing Hai squinted his eyes, relaxed and said: "Maybe Ye Wusheng really does have some ability, since the beginning, he did not have any panic in his eyes, for him to have this kind of mentality, he is definitely stronger than Liu Zong."

"Whiz!" "Whiz!" As the green vine struck down, it carried an unparalleled force as it turned a part of the world into a cage.

Liu Zong laughed sinisterly: "Ye Wusheng, this is the result of you offending me, Liu Zong.

"It's not certain who will die and who will survive. How can your mouth eat sh * t in advance?" Ye Wusheng said indifferently, there was no panic in his eyes, the Spirit Qi in his body was being mobilized fiercely, the platform was instantly filled with the roars of tigers and dragons, Ye Wusheng suddenly gained enlightenment and could not help but to be immersed in the Dragon Tiger Fist.

This was just a very basic martial skill. Receiving it was very simple, but when a person comprehended enough, he could even immerse himself completely in it.

At the same time, Ye Wusheng entered this state of enlightenment. His body relaxed, he closed his eyes and started to execute his fist techniques, sometimes soft, sometimes hard, sometimes violent, and sometimes torrential. Following his continuous movements, his body released a golden light, and in his fist, it was as though the image of a deep dragon appeared.

No matter how much strength Liu Zong used, the green miasma could not attack!

"How is this possible!?" You are only using a trashy low grade martial skill, your cultivation is not my match, how can you block my attack?! " Liu Zong's face shook violently as he asked in disbelief.

"There's no trash martial skill, only trash. It's just like the trash martial skill you think you can live, trash. Do you understand?!"

A surge of energy surged out from Ye Wusheng's body. Ye Wusheng stood tall and straight in the middle of the Dragon Tiger Illusionary Storm, like a sharp sword.

Dragon Tiger Double Murderous Fist!