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"I am Yang Hong from the Shining Gate!" The man opposite of Liu Yi cupped his hands together and made the first move. With a flash of light, Liu Yi threw out a punch and Yang Hong flew out of the ring with a groan.

As another expert of the ninth step, Yang Hong was the first to make the first move, yet it ended up like this. He took a huge blow and retreated out of the crowd.

"Sikong Xiong from the Heaven Gate has come to seek guidance!" One of them walked forward, while Liu Yi followed suit. This person was much stronger than the previous person, reaching the peak of the ninth step. Liu Yi's eyes were focused as he took the initiative to take on the third attack.

On the first stage, Qin Shuang finally met another expert after her encounter with Yun Lang, it was actually Li Dao, Li Daoyi's cultivation was always the way of the world, and today, he had truly met his worthy reputation. On the first stage, Qin Shuang finally met another expert after her encounter with Yun Lang, actually it was Li Dao, his cultivation was always the way of the world, and today, he had truly met his worthy of his reputation.

His opponents did not give him the chance to fight them one after the other. By now, he had already lost nine people, and he was on the verge of collapse. If not for his strong will, he would have already fallen.

Ever since Ni Qiong had left the fourth arena and Su Ziyao had defeated that person, she had been guarding it …

After the fifth arena, Soaring Dragon and Hua Peng were both heavily injured, a handsome man stepped onto the stage. He had never reported his name, but his actions carried a sense of immortality.

On the sixth throne, after Dong Fang Wuxue was injured, he folded his fan and held it in his hand. As long as they fought, they would all be blown away by the fan, relying on the advantages of their weapons. Although this was a bit unfair, it was indeed a spirit treasure that Dong Fang Wuxue cultivated with his life; no one could say anything about it. For example, Qin Shuang's Murderous Sword was also a sharp weapon, and Mo Xiao's God-breaking Fist Set was also a precious treasure. This was their primary cultivation tool, so it didn't count as borrowing any external force.

On the seventh arena, Situ Xuan's figure was almost one with the killing array, and he still didn't show any signs of losing.

The girl in black on the eighth throne was still fast in defeating her opponent. Her hand moved, and within ten moves, someone would fall to the ground. In the process, two people even died under her hand.

Liu Yi and Sikong Xiong exchanged ten blows in a row. Sikong Xiong was finally unable to endure any longer and vomited a mouthful of blood as he jumped off the stage. He then turned around and left while cupping his hands towards Liu Yi.

Liu Yi forcefully suppressed the blood in his mouth as he looked around, waiting for the next person to fight. A man in a black robe slowly walked out of the crowd towards Liu Yi's platform.

"You can call me Shadow!" The handsome face was extremely pale, but it was not the sickly white of the clouds, rather it was as if he had never seen the light of day before.

"Please!" Liu Yi stretched out his hand. He felt that this person was extremely powerful.

Liu Yi changed his palm into a blade, and with a vertical slash, the black blade shadow and the golden blade clashed in the air. Liu Yi was pushed back six steps, a mouthful of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, the black shadow took three steps back, and seeing the palm blade in his hand slightly sigh, he jumped off the stage, full of disappointment, leaving everyone watching in confusion. He obviously had the upper hand, but why did he jump off the stage? Even Liu Yi was confused. If the two continued to fight, Liu Yi's chances of victory wouldn't be that high.

"I am called Shadow. In the future, I will fight with you again!" The black shadow quickly left the area while facing Liu Yi. It seemed like it no longer had any interest in stepping on anything here.

"What a black shadow! This kid is extraordinary!" Pei Ji clapped his hands and laughed as he looked at the silhouette's back.

Liu Yi lost seven people consecutively, and in the midst of the battle, Liu Yi gradually combined all the techniques he saw into one. In the past, he had successfully fused one of them into his blood coffin in Kunge's tomb, but that martial arts cultivation method was too strong, and it had the same origin as Stellar Martial Arts.

After a few rounds of fighting, Liu Yi's skills were enough to stun anyone. All sorts of techniques were used, but most of them seemed different. After so long of fighting, everyone could see that if Liu Yi had used a flawless technique before, it was to defeat Nangong Yu's move.

Everything else was a complete mess, so everyone had been guessing who she was and what kind of descendant she was? Didn't you see him use the Medicine Sect's technique? Didn't you see that he even used the Ghost God Dance technique? Even the royal family was being used?

Although Liu Yi's usage wasn't that good, he still possessed sixty percent of his strength. Everyone watching the fight was dumbstruck. Just who was this person?

Even though Liu Yi was already exhausted, he was getting more and more relaxed. It was difficult for their opponents to even track his movements one punch and one kick at a time. When the ninth person came onto the stage, those elders were finally shocked.

"Concept of martial arts!" Pei Ji's eyes shone brightly as he looked at Liu Yi. Liu Yi had already closed his eyes. With only his instincts to fight his opponent, he had entered a marvelous state. It was as if he could see a wide door opening towards him.

Above the gate, countless figures were waving about. Lu Wuya was in the middle of refining his Star Martial Arts, Ning Xue destroyed a small world with a single slash of her blade, and there was the enormous shadow of a thousand thousand feet into the sky.

Liu Yi waved both of his hands. In reality, Liu Yi also followed with both of his hands. When he fought Liu Yi, he immediately felt that there was a strange area in front of Liu Yi. With a wave of his hands, Liu Yi sent a gust of wind from his palms down the stage.

Although his eyes were closed, they were definitely several times more terrifying than when he was awake. The people below the False King level were unable to get close to him, so they were directly sent flying, and a False King level expert rushed onto the stage and fought with Liu Yi for more than twenty minutes. No matter how legally he used it, it was as if he was fighting against a ball of cotton.

"What a great junior!" Many elders on the stage shouted. How could they not see that Liu Yi was in a state of mind? He was using actual combat to comprehend the martial realm. If he was interrupted by force, he would definitely be injured, but if he successfully withdrew, the benefits were self-evident.

The seniors at Swallow Dock really wanted to give him that moment, but they couldn't let go of their pride. The royal family and Pei Ji also wouldn't allow it. They had already paid attention to this young man.

No one dared to try again until Liu Yi had fused all of his techniques together. When his palm attack in the blood coffin was finally complete, Liu Yi suddenly opened his eyes and looked down with a smile: "Is there anyone willing to fight me?"