Chapter 10

Next is the competition in the foreign government, and those who get the number will compete on the stage.

Ye Liuyun carefully observed each person's martial arts and martial arts.

He didn't have any martial arts before, and although he often watched other people practicing martial arts, he always missed the point.

Now that the spirit is strong, looking at it now, every move and movement seems to have slowed down. He can see it very clearly and can learn a lot from it.

Following the voice of the elder deacon, excited young disciples stepped onto the ring one by one.

Winner, high spirits. And the loser is dejected and even dies.

Every year the clan competitions are so cruel, and at this time the arena does not care about life or death.

Only the strong are eligible to enter the inner palace and gain respect and resources.

This is exactly where the cruelty of martial arts lies!

at this time. The deacon elder shouted: "On the sixteenth, fight on the eighty-ninth!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Liuyun looked at the number plate in his hand.

"Finally it's my turn."

Before Ye Liuyun could get up, a young disciple with a fierce face leaped onto the ring.

"Ye Yong! The outer court ranks seventh! I don't know who his opponent is?"

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

"It seems that his opponent is going to be unlucky!"

On the ring, Ye Yong also had a strong self-confidence, and suddenly shouted: "Where is No. 89? Come up and die!"

"Hehe, are you sure I'm the one who died?"

Ye Liuyun's faint voice sounded, and he was dressed in coarse cloth, like the wind, he floated onto the ring.

And seeing this coarse cloth, the corners of the outer palace disciples' mouths twitched fiercely.

What?

It turned out to be Ye Liuyun!

"Waste...Ye Liuyun...is it you?" Ye Yong's face froze, and his aura instantly dropped.

I am too unlucky!

Ye Yong's complexion was pale, and he wanted to cry without tears.

He has practiced hard this year and has made great progress. He is confident that he can draw with Ye Tao.

Unexpectedly, they met Ye Liuyun who defeated Ye Tao in the first round!

There was a burst of sighing from the audience, all lamenting Ye Yong's bad life!

Seeing this situation, the patriarch and some elders of the inner palace who did not understand the situation also became curious.

"Who is this disciple? As soon as he took the stage, he shocked all the disciples from the outer court?"

"Could it be that some genius disciple came out of the outer palace? I've never heard of such a number one person before!"

Ye Liuyun has only recently become famous in the Outer Mansion, so naturally many elders in the Inner Mansion don't know about it.

Ye Yong swallowed his saliva, clasped his fists to Ye Liuyun and said, "No matter what, I still want to fight you with dignity!"

No matter how strong Ye Liuyun was, Ye Yong would not allow himself to surrender without a fight.

"Okay, I'll give you three tricks!" Ye Liuyun said aloud.

Make three tricks?

"What's going on? A disciple at the fifth level of body training wants to make three moves at the sixth level of body training?"

All the elders of the inner palace were interested and started talking about it.

The great elder snorted with a gloomy expression. "This kid is so arrogant that he can't use it!"

But the patriarch said with great interest: "Interesting! I want to see what skills he has!"

Ye Yong took a deep breath, circulated the true qi in his whole body, palmed a tree in front of his chest, the heat wave surged all over his body, and his aura soared instantly.

"This is Ye Yong's famous stunt, Flame Dragon Palm! It's a high-grade yellow rank martial skill!"

When the people in the audience saw Ye Yong's high-grade Huang-rank martial arts, they were immediately amazed.

"Using this set of martial arts, coupled with fire-attribute true energy, it is possible for Ye Yong to fight against the seventh level of body training!"

"Ye Liuyun doesn't have any advanced martial arts, does he? I don't know who is stronger between the two of them?"

Ye Liuyun didn't expect that Ye Yong would know the top-grade Huang rank martial arts. It seems that not only inner palace disciples can obtain this level of martial arts.

But there was no trace of fear in his eyes. The gap in skills is not irreparable. His Jiudielang has already accumulated the power of six punches. He's confident he can end a fight with a single punch.

"The flames devour the heart!" Ye Yong shouted loudly, and a wave of heat slapped Ye Liuyun's chest with a palm.

Ye Liuyun, on the other hand, moved with the wind, like a leaf, taking advantage of the rushing heat wave, lightly dodged to the side, avoiding the palm.

Seeing that Ye Liuyun easily dodged the palm, Ye Yong immediately made a move, "Burning the Sky".

This is a move to attack in a large area, the purpose is to make him unavoidable.

Ye Liuyun smiled slightly, followed the heat wave, drifted back more than three feet, out of the attack range of Ye Yong's palm, and then returned to the original place in an instant with the whirling heat wave.

This move of his caused a lot of discussion in the audience.

"What a wonderful movement!"

"This is Walking with the Wind! How can you be a waste if you can practice Walking with the Wind to this level!"

Seeing this, Ye Yong on the stage was also shocked by Ye Liuyun's body skills, and immediately used moves that were good for stalking.

"The flame dragon is entangled!"

Ye Yong slapped out a burst of scorching zhenqi, like a flame dragon, entwined and engulfed Ye Liuyun in the zhenqi, leaving nowhere to hide.

Ye Liuyun secretly praised Ye Yong's adaptability in his heart. Immediately, the toes lightly tapped the ground, the body was raised high, and in the air, relying on the heat wave zhenqi all over his body, he turned several times and jumped out of Yanlong's entanglement.

After Ye Liuyun fell to the ground lightly, he said directly: "Three moves have passed, you also take my move! Nine waves!"

Swipe, Ye Liuyun's figure flashed, and he ran directly in front of Ye Yong, and a nine-fold wave blasted out without any fancy.

Ye Yong felt the pressure of this punch, and knew that this punch was no different, so he immediately circulated his whole body's true energy.

"The Flame Dragon Pushes the Mountain!"

With a loud shout, he faced Ye Liuyun's punch with all his strength.

There was a loud "boom".

Ye Liuyun remained motionless, but Ye Yong was directly thrown out of the ring.

It was Ye Liuyun who controlled the power. After several attacks by Ye Yong, he had already seen Ye Yong's strength clearly. He has no enmity with Ye Yong, and he doesn't want to hit him hard.

Ye Yong was also taken aback when he fell out of the ring, he thought he was either dead or disabled! At this moment, he found that he was not injured.

Immediately understood, Ye Liuyun must have been merciful. So he bowed deeply to Ye Liuyun to express his gratitude.

All the disciples in the audience were shocked!

"This trash is really going to turn around! Not only did Ye Yong make three moves, but he also knocked Ye Yong away with one punch!"

"Who will dare to say that he is a waste in the future! This is obviously hidden!"

However, they were not as shocked as the elders in the stands.

Those elders were shocked by Ye Liuyun's control over power.

They boast that they can't even knock opponents who are one weight taller than them into the air without getting hurt.

This is enough to prove that Ye Liuyun's strength is far more than just defeating Ye Yong.

From this point alone, if nothing unexpected happens, Ye Liuyun will definitely enter the inner door!

Even Ye Xinyu's expression became more serious at the moment. "When I went to assassinate him a few days ago, why didn't I feel that he was so strong! Could it be that he still kept his secrets when his life was hanging by a thread?"

With Ye Liuyun's current strength, even she is not sure that she can defeat him.

Ye Wanjian beside her said disdainfully: "Junior Sister, don't worry. In my eyes, he is just a clown!"

Ye Tianheng also nodded and agreed: "That's right, if I face him, I can take three moves!"

"Well. Then I'll have to thank you senior brothers!" Ye Xinyu whispered softly, and gave Ye Wanjian an affectionate look, which made his whole body brittle, and he couldn't help dreaming.

Ye Liuyun has already stepped off the ring at this moment, and he is still reviewing the use of Sui Fengbu and Ye Yong's Yanlong Fist just now. He didn't notice at all that he had become the focus of everyone's attention at this moment.

Just now in an emergency situation, he used the hot qi of his opponent as wind, which can be regarded as a further understanding of wind. His walk with the wind has improved again.

"It seems that actual combat can make people improve faster! Fighting with puppets always lacks that sense of crisis!"

He also gradually discovered that he has many flaws and deficiencies in boxing and body skills.

So he kept perfecting his exercises in his mind.