Chapter 125 Power of Gold

Duanmu Yunyang retreated and zhang muyun advanced.

"Thunderbolt in winter!"

Zhang Muyun cut out nine swords in an instant, like a thunderbolt, and the nine swords of thunder shot at Duanmu Yunyang.

"Exterminate the world!"

Duanmu Yunyang roared, and the pale Sword light rose to the sky, fighting with all its might.

When the light dissipated, Duanmu Yunyang quickly retreated, and a deep blood mark appeared on his shoulder.

"Duanmu Yunyang, I told you, you are no match for me!"

Zhang Muyun, dressed in white as snow, stepped forward step by step.

With every step he took, his breath became stronger.

"With their cultivation, as long as they are willing, they can break through the realm of great martial artists in the blink of an eye, and there will be no bottleneck in the realm of great martial artists, but they can break through all the way. After all, the accumulation is too strong."

A powerful silver-grade disciple sighed.

"Hahaha, Zhang Muyun, do you think you won? Take my last move! Blood slay!"

Duanmu Yunyang laughed, and the blood from his wound shot out, forming a Blood knife in the air.

"Chop!"

Duanmu Yunyang waved his hand, and the Blood knife turned into a ray of blood, cutting towards Zhang Muyun.

Zhang Muyun's eyes moved, and the Sword light roared out and hit the Blood knife.

But at this moment, the Blood knife suddenly dissipated and turned into a wisp of blood fog. Then the blood fog condensed and turned into a blood leopard, rushing towards zhang muyun.

Whew! Whew!...

Zhang Muyun's long sword swept away, and his sword qi flew out and scattered the Blood leopard, but after the Blood leopard dispersed, it turned into a blood fog, and then condensed the bleeding leopard again, as if it were endless.

"What a strange secret. Is this Duanmu Yunyang's trump card?"

"I've never heard of this secret technique from Duanmu Yunyang before. It looks like he's had an adventure this time."

"Is zhang muyun going to lose?"

"Hahaha! Zhang Muyun, this bloodbath is for you. Today, you will lose." Duanmu Yunyang laughed wildly.

"Duanmu Yunyang, what do I think you are capable of? A secret art, a path. When you reach a high level in the future, this secret art will have no effect. Let me tell you what is a great path, a broken path!"

As Zhang Muyun's voice fell, a powerful momentum suddenly rose from him.

A sharp, unbreakable, unbreakable'momentum'suddenly erupted.

Yes, it's' power'.

Whoosh! Whoosh...

At this moment, the big shots of the Four great courtyards, such as the four presidents, the silver robed elders, and the gold robed elders, suddenly stood up from their seats.

In addition to the master, but in the eyes of the master, there were also two bright lights.

"Potential, it's jin's potential. Zhang Muyun actually understood potential."

"It's incredible that a genius of heaven knows' power' in the realm of a martial artist."

"Haha, I'm a Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and I have another true genius."

One by one the silver robed elders exclaimed excitedly.

Upon hearing the words of the silver robed elder, the unknown disciples were shocked.

The bronze level disciples, including most of the silver level disciples, did not understand the' potential', but they had heard of it more or less. They knew the power of the' potential' and were not surprised.

Tsk, tsk...

The power of gold is invincible and sharp.

As soon as the "Power" of gold came out, everything was broken. In an instant, the Blood leopard around Zhang Muyun were broken and could no longer be condensed.

Duanmu Yunyang screamed and retreated more than a dozen troops. He spat out a mouthful of blood and turned pale.

"Hahaha, Zhang Muyun, I didn't expect you to understand' power'. I lost, and I lost."

Duanmu Yunyang smiled bitterly, his face showing signs of decadence. The previous overwhelming momentum disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Muyun was right. The secret technique was only a small path.' potential' was the main road. The sooner you understood' potential', the more helpful it would be in the future.

Zhang Muyun's martial arts master could understand the' power', which showed that his talent was far above him. Perhaps, he could not catch up with Zhang Muyun in his whole life.

At this moment, he lost all his fighting spirit.

"Yunyang, what are you doing? A martial artist is walking against the sky. When he has the will to fight more and more bravely, he can step on the peak of martial arts. You are not awake yet!"

The president of the White tiger courtyard suddenly shouted.

The roar was like thunder in the sky. It exploded in Duanmu Yunyang's ear. Duanmu Yunyang was alert and suddenly woke up. He broke out in a cold sweat.

His situation just now was very dangerous. If he did not wake up in time, he might be broken and lost in the road of martial arts, and it would be difficult to improve from now on.

This is the so-called heart demon.

"Thank you, dean!"

Duanmu Yunyang bowed to the president of the White tiger courtyard, and then looked at Zhang Muyun. In his eyes, he regained his arrogance and said, "Zhang Muyun, sooner or later, I will catch up with you. I will definitely take back the glory that belongs to me."

After that, he turned around and left the stage.

"This one, zhang muyun wins, the next one."

The referee announced.

The competition continued.

However, after the previous peak battle, the next few games could no longer arouse the interest of everyone.

In the eyes of most people, the results of this competition have come out. The first place must be Zhang Muyun, and the second place is Duanmu Yunyang. Although there are two rounds left, there is no suspense.

Not long after, the seventh round ended, and after a short rest, the eighth round began.

The first four matches did not change much, because the outcome was already expected and nothing changed.

"Scene five, Lu Ming versus Duanmu Yunyang."

The referee called out the players for the fifth match.

Everyone's spirits were slightly lifted.

It was finally Lu Ming's turn to fight Duanmu Yunyang.

Previously, Lu Ming kept slapping duanmu family members in the face, and Duanmu Yunyang said that he wanted to make lu ming's defeat'very ugly'.

Lu Ming also responded forcefully. The two of them had not fought, and sparks were already flying.

Now that they have finally met, what will the result be?

How many moves can Lu Ming block? Will he be badly abused?

The two men walked onto the stage and stood opposite each other.

"Lu Ming, it's finally our turn. My words still count. If you don't admit defeat soon, you will lose'very badly'."

Duanmu Yunyang's voice was cold and domineering.

"You lost so much? Are you talking about yourself? You really lost so badly before. It was quite indecent. Your heart of martial arts was almost broken."

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

He was referring to Duanmu Yunyang's previous battle with Zhang Muyun.

"Lu Ming, you shouldn't have brought this up. If you did, it wouldn't have been an ugly defeat to solve."

Duanmu Yunyang's face turned completely cold, as cold as the arctic ocean, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Duanmu Yunyang is killing. Lu Ming is in trouble."

"Lu Ming's getting a little emotional. It shouldn't be so exciting for Duanmu Yunyang at this time."

"Yes, on the stage, other than not being able to harm his life, there is no ban. If Lu Ming does not admit defeat, even the leader is not easy to interfere. Lu Ming's consequences are worrying."

Some of the disciples shook their heads, thinking that Lu Ming's actions were unwise, which would instead provoke Duanmu Yunyang's anger. Why?

(The end of this chapter)