C84 The powerful Ji Yanming

Seeing Wenren Gong's fist coming towards him, Jin Da immediately used his own fist to intercept it!

"Puff!" The two fists collided and produced a sound like bones crushing against each other. This time, Jin Da immediately retreated three steps, but Wenren Gong actually did not move at all as if he was nailed to the ground.

Seeing that, Jin Shan's eyes widened, and he clenched his fists tightly. The veins on his muscles bulged, and in the next moment, he actually unleashed a punch through the air, transforming into countless fist prints that rained down on Wenren Gong.

Seeing that, Wenren Gong's hands formed seals, and transformed into countless sword shadow s, shooting towards the fists, upon coming into contact with the swords, they were all pierced through, continuing to fly towards the golden mountains.

Seeing that, Jin Da immediately threw out a punch and scattered the sword shadow.

At this time, Jin Da took a step forward, and rushed towards Wenren Gong once again.

Wenren Gong's face started to turn red, but his fighting strength was still increasing by a small degree.

"Ahh!" Wenren Gong roared out in anger, punches after punches clashed against Jin Rushan, each time with a force stronger than the last. His eyes also turned increasingly red. The current Wenren Gong was like a wild beast who had lost all sense of reason, and only knew how to attack the golden mountain.

Fifteen minutes later, every time Wenren Gong's fist landed, Jin Da felt as if he was struck by a giant mountain, and blood leaked out from his mouth and nose. At this moment, he felt that Wenren Gong's Qi was still increasing, his face changed, and anxiously retreated: "Ugh, I can't beat you, I'm not going to fight, I'm not going to fight, I admit defeat!"

When Wenren Gong heard this, both of his eyes were still red, and his entire body started to tremble uncontrollably. He fiercely clenched his teeth, and forced himself to stop.

"Ugh!" Wenren Gong clenched his teeth as he let out a low growl, and blood started trickling out of his lips. In the end, he still stood still.

At this time, the referee finally announced, "Second Arena, Wenren Gong wins! "Points + 5, winning streak + 10!"

Seeing that the judge had already announced the result, Ning Fan immediately flew to Wenren Gong's side and released his divine sense to sweep through Wenren Gong's body, discovering that the blood in Wenren Gong's body was boiling like water, and every drop of blood seemed to contain a powerful and extremely high level energy! He extended his right hand and pressed it on Wenren Gong's shoulder, channeling the Lifeless Dao Arts. A wave of golden spirit energy instantly entered Wenren Gong's body.

After the golden spirit energy entered Wenren Gong's body, the churning blood in Wenren Gong's body calmed down in an instant.

At this time, Wenren Gong's face was somewhat pale and his body was extremely weak. When Ning Fan saw this, he took out a Kunlun Pill and handed it over to Wenren Gong. Wenren Gong immediately took it and swallowed it without thinking.

Seeing that, Ning Fan nodded his head, and in the next moment, the huge amount of medicinal power dissolved, causing Wenren Gong's face to quickly regain its rosiness, and the weakness of his body to be swept away.

This greatly surprised Wenren Gong, and at the same time, made him realize that this pellet was most likely worth a lot, as he revealed a look of deep gratitude: "Thank you, Elder Ning." Ning Fan waved his hand to indicate that he did not care, and in the next moment, he brought Wenren Gong and appeared in the spectator's stand.

At this moment, the audience's attention was fully focused on Ring Seven.

The participants in Stage Seven were Ji Yanming and Cheng Daofei! What kind of sparks would be produced when the two head disciples clashed? Cheng Daofei in particular was one of the dark horses in the competition. Although he was in the tenth power, his brutal methods and powerful strength had scared off other disciples. In the past nine days, every day, a disciple would lose their life under his hands, and not a single one of them would live!

At this time, Cheng Daofei, who was dressed in a blood colored robe, licked his lips and said: "I wonder if the blood of a genius below the True Liquid Realm will taste good?"

On the other hand, Ji Yanming stood on stage with a wine pot in his left hand and a wine cup in his right. After pouring himself a cup of wine, he swallowed it all in one gulp, with a misty look on his face. He looked at Cheng Daofei, but did not say a word, as though he was looking at a dead man.

In the past nine days, Cheng Daofei had met a pseudo liquid realm disciple of the Sky Cloud Martial School and cruelly killed him. If it wasn't for the rules of the competition, the elders of the Sky Cloud Martial School would have rushed forward to annihilate Cheng Daofei.

"Screech!" Are you looking down on me? " Cheng Daofei saw that Ji Yanming did not even take out his weapon, and was even drinking wine there, and immediately shouted out.

But in the next moment, Ji Yanming unhurriedly poured himself another cup of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Cheng Daofei saw that not only did Ji Yanming not take out his weapon, he was also drinking wine by himself. As he said that, he raised his blood red sword and cut out a red shadow, like a whip, aimed straight for Ji Yanming's head and dropped down.

Seeing this, Ji Yanming's figure became blurry, and in the next moment, the red shadow chopped onto the ground, leaving a deep imprint. At this time, Ji Yanming's body became clear again, and he still stood at his original spot, as if he had never moved before.

This startled Cheng Daofei, "Your movement technique is pretty fast?" As he said that, he suddenly raised his sword and pointed it at Ji Yanming. Streams of Sword Qi shot out from the sword in Cheng Daofei's hand, and in an instant they covered the entire stage!

At this time, Cheng Daofei laughed coldly: "Let's see how you dodge this."

Ji Yanming maintained a calm face when he saw this. He threw the jug and the wine cup into the air, and the jug actually poured wine into the cup.

At this moment, he pushed out his palms horizontally, and two incomparably large palm prints appeared. It was as if he had turned into a wall as he advanced towards Cheng Daofei.

Cheng Daofei's sword energy afterimages landed on the two palm prints, and instantly turned into nothingness.

However, the palm did not stop, and continued rushing towards Cheng Daofei. Seeing that, Cheng Daofei's face changed, he raised his sword and pierced through the palm imprint, but in the next moment, blood was flowing out of Cheng Daofei's mouth.

However, Cheng Daofei's face did not reveal any sign of fear. Instead, it was as if his viciousness had been aroused, and both his eyes had become scarlet red.

"Good, killing you like this will give you a sense of accomplishment!" Cheng Daofei stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth as he coldly said that.

And at this time, Ji Yanming's wine pot and wine cup landed in his hands, he raised the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. In the next moment, he raised his wine pot and poured it into his wine cup, only to realize that it was empty. An uninterested expression appeared on his face, he kept his wine pot and wine cup and said to Cheng Daofei indifferently: There's no wine left, I won't play with you anymore.

With that, the Qi around Ji Yanming's body rose up abruptly, just like a sleeping lion that had just woken up.

Seeing that, Cheng Daofei's face revealed a look of fear, this was the suppression of absolute strength! This Ji Yanming was so strong that he could not even bring up his fighting spirit!

Even Ning Fan was surprised, the aura Ji Yanming was emitting just now was actually at the second level of the True Liquid Realm, this Ji Yanming was truly a peerless genius, if he was discovered by a large sect, they would definitely fight for him!

At this moment, Cheng Daofei already wanted to admit defeat, but how could Ji Yanming give him the chance to do so? With a palm strike, a three meter long palm imprint shot out, instantly landing on Cheng Daofei's body, interrupting his speech!

In the next moment, Cheng Daofei's body turned into ashes with this palm strike, leaving behind only a pool of blood that sprinkled onto the stage floor.