Chapter 157: Fighting the Prodigies (Two in One)

"Look down on me?!" Shixiong Jun saw that Wang Yu didn't seem to be going to let him go, and he was furious. He took out a small pill and put it into his mouth.

Just as the effect of the pill stimulated his potential to burst out and his strength increased rapidly, a gust of wind blew in front of his eyes.

A simple punch was thrown, but Shixiong Jun couldn't retreat at all.

"What a fast punch!"

Without giving him a chance to think more, Wang Yu's fist had landed on his abdomen again.

In an instant, Shixiong Jun felt dizzy, rolled his eyes and was hit by the spiral punch.

Before he could play the special pill trump card, his head tilted and he fainted unwillingly.

Dongfang Zhao on the other side stagnated his breathing, and was also shocked by the unreasonable physical strength displayed by Wang Yu.

Both the strength and speed were beyond imagination.

Shixiong Jun was knocked unconscious by the hammer, and he didn't even need to use a knife.

He had an impression of the four disciples brought by the old man Baihe, and the appearance of several people was imprinted in his mind.

After all, he will be suppressed by Wuzong in the future.

But he didn't expect that the youngest youth in front of him would show such a strong fighting power.

"He is only in the middle stage of the Qi Xing realm, but he has a strong spirit that is not weaker than mine..."

Seeing this, Dongfang Zhao turned around and ran without saying a word.

This time, the Qi Gathering Willow Leaf is also very important to him, and the higher the ranking, the better.

He has fought several battles and doesn't want to fight with Wang Yu again.

He is not sure he can win!

Wang Yu watched him leave quickly, and was not in a hurry. He reached out and drew out the heart seal of Shixiong Jun who had fainted.

A total of five pieces, not a small number.

On the other side, Dongfang Zhao was still flying fast, planning to find a place to rest and adjust for a while, and then look for someone to take the seal after his energy is restored.

He has never looked down on people in the world, so his style of doing things is not ostentatious and aggressive, but prefers to take every step carefully and steadily.

"That kid is a bit hard to figure out..." The image of Wang Yu's punch was still in his mind.

As the saying goes, if you keep thinking about it, there will be a response.

When he passed under a tree in front of him, Wang Yu appeared out of thin air, and the flash of a knife appeared.

Even though Dongfang Zhao had been highly alert, he still didn't expect this sudden knife.

Most people would have been scared to death, so he barely raised his sword to block.

It was the back of the knife that hit his sword.

The next moment, the huge force seen before came, even more!

It was like a huge wave like a mountain falling, swallowing him in an instant.

It was that his sword was also extraordinary, otherwise it would have been directly destroyed and he would have suffered a lot.

He felt a sharp pain all over his body, and a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat and slid down the corner of his mouth.

So easily, he was injured in a face-to-face encounter.

You should know that he had never been injured in the previous battles.

Until he met Wang Yu.

"Hey, he's quite resistant." Wang Yu thought to himself.

He didn't use the basic swordsmanship of the ninth level of the extreme realm for this blow, for no other reason than that he might accidentally kill someone with the back of the sword.

Dongfang Zhao fell to the ground and immediately stood up sideways, with golden flames bursting out all over his body, like a Saiyan exploding.

Wang Yu had seen this so-called emperor's fighting spirit before, and it was indeed powerful enough, with a strong increase in combat power.

He wanted to practice with a set, but unfortunately the Dongfang family valued this ancestral inheritance more than life, and others had no way to get it.

Dongfang Zhao knew that Wang Yu's speed was faster than his, and it would be difficult for him to escape Wang Yu's pursuit if he couldn't fly in the air. In this case, he had no choice but to fight.

The long sword in his hand swung gently, rippling a golden stream of light.

The golden python appeared beside him, breathing in and out the flames, and the special effects on his body were really cool.

"Kill!" Dongfang Zhao looked calm and moved with the sword.

The python wanted to turn into a golden dragon and wreak havoc with the wind.

He valued Wang Yu enough, so he used all his strength right away.

Wang Yu was surrounded by light blue energy, and with his energy cultivation, he couldn't transform into a gas python.

But he didn't need to, he bent his arm and raised his knife, and slashed straight out.

Clang!

The swords collided again, and this time Dongfang Zhao, who was in the explosion, was finally not blown away by Wang Yu's huge force.

Roar!

The golden python on the side rushed towards Wang Yu and bit him, with a loud bang!

The next moment, Wang Yu's arm was wrapped in energy, and he held the golden python's head with his bare hands.

The surging blood and energy in his body made Wang Yu flush all over.

Martial artists in the Qi Xing realm rarely use pure physical strength to fight.

They prefer to use energy to sweep, or derive various Qi Xing moves, or directly transform energy into a python, and use their realm to suppress others.

It has always been energy-based, supplemented by physical strength.

Wang Yu, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. He relied more on his extremely strong physique, and used his energy to assist in the battle.

The blood and energy surged, and his strength rose endlessly. The muscles on his left arm became harder and stronger, and he could not lift the head of the golden python.

Capturing the golden python with bare hands!

Dongfang Zhao was simply stunned by this operation.

The Qi python is exclusive to the late Qi Xing realm masters, and is also the evolution of their cultivation. Others can't avoid it in battle, but Wang Yu confronts it head-on with his physical body, which is really exaggerated.

Emperor-level style!

Dongfang Zhao was pushed back half a step, and he raised his sword with a burst of Qi, and slashed out with a sword style with the posture of an supreme emperor.

The golden python wrapped around the sword Qi, and swallowed Wang Yu in an instant at close range.

The wild fighting spirit instantly burned this area with golden light, and the brilliance of the golden fighting spirit could be seen from several kilometers away.

Even Han Yang Zhenren in the sky looked down at the place where the golden light was shining with interest.

"I remember that there was an inner disciple in the past, who was like a little golden man in the fight. The power of this skill is not weak."

Han Yang Zhenren muttered a few words, and he didn't know what happened to the little golden man afterwards.

At this time, he just felt that the golden light was a little familiar.

Maybe it was his descendant.

Wuzong has stood for a thousand years. It is called a sect, but it also has the nature of a school, and its disciples come and go.

Countless people have left after learning, and Wuzong has also flourished. Now it has become a recognized martial arts holy place of the human race, with a transcendent status.

"The other kid is also interesting. His body can be so strong. How can such a huge amount of blood and qi be tempered?

Could it be that the people of the Northern Barbarians..."

Below.

The golden qi faded, and Dongfang Zhao's forehead was sweating. He panted lightly and stared at Wang Yu who was hit far away.

Wang Yu's clothes and armor were damaged, and the exposed skin was injured.

The skin was broken.

The front of his chest and abdomen received this domineering sword, and the injury was more serious, and blood was flowing out.

Many parts of the rest of the body seemed to have been burned by ultra-high temperatures, and they looked black.

Looking at the man from the Dongfang Emperor's family in front of him, it must be said that he is very strong, far beyond the original Dongfang Ye.

After all, although Dongfang Ye was one of the geniuses cultivated by the Emperor's family, he was still too young.

The man in front of him was older, more like Dongfang Ye who had grown up for more than 20 years, or even better.

This child of the Eastern Emperor's family was indeed very talented, no worse than those on Blue Star.

At the same age, Law and Order and others were completely inferior to this man in front of him.

Even stronger than the God Slayer back then!

"Awesome."

Wang Yu whispered to himself. Fighting with an opponent like this was better than practicing swordsmanship with those senior brothers in the cave.

Sparring and actual combat are different after all.

He walked towards Dongfang Zhao again, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the wounds on his body, and the blood and energy gathered to generate waves of heat.

Several injuries that were not serious in the first place healed quickly, and a few drops of blood were shed to give the other party face. After all, the sword just now was really amazing and cool.

At a certain moment, Wang Yu exerted force on his feet and rushed towards Dongfang Zhao.

In his eyes, everything in the outside world was slowing down, including Dongfang Zhao's every move, and even the golden python, whose energy flow seemed very tepid.

With a slash of the knife, the light blue energy turned into waves of space and spread out.

The indestructible star stone rock had many cracks on its surface.

Dongfang Zhao's pupils shook violently.

"Is this, the innate true meaning?!"

There was nowhere to hide, the waves were the appearance caused by the space shock, in fact, Wang Yu's knife almost covered the entire area where he was.

In the air, Han Yang Zhenren lowered his head and kept looking at Wang Yu.

"He has the artistic conception of the true meaning, but he doesn't have a strong enough cultivation, so he can't exert the full power of this knife. This kid is really interesting, and his level of understanding is simply amazing.

In this way, the winner has been decided, and the little golden man is still defeated after all."

He watched the result of the battle between the new disciples with interest, and had no intention of interfering.

He was just a spectator, and would never take action unless necessary.

After the space trembled, the golden python collapsed directly, and Dongfang Zhao's fighting spirit also faded.

He barely leaned on the long sword to support himself, trying not to faint.

His body was pierced by the sword energy, and he was seriously injured. It was not easy to stand.

Wang Yu's blade was hanging down, and he looked at the opponent in front of him calmly.

"You won." Dongfang Zhao's tone was emotionless.

Then he guided his mind, and several heart seals on his body floated out of his body.

He stretched out his hand and pushed, and took the initiative to push the heart seal to Wang Yu.

He was calm, without the arrogance of the emperor, and rarely irrational.

Even if a defeat was difficult to accept, he would try to accept it and was willing to pay the price for it.

A total of seven heart seals, enough to show that his previous record was not bad.

Seeing that he was so sensible, Wang Yu gave up, and his mind swept over him.

After confirming that the other party did not hide other heart seals, he turned and left.

"I hope you can gain more heart seals when we meet next time."

"." Dongfang Zhao was speechless. This bastard treated him as an ATM.

However, in fact, Wang Yu still recognized this guy's strength.

After all, he was forced to use the basic swordsmanship of the ninth realm.

If it weren't for the last sword, relying on strength and speed alone, this battle would probably last longer. Although he could win, he didn't want to drag it out too much.

After that, Wang Yu traveled all the way, looking for more targets.

There were few people who could dodge his sword. If there were, he would cut more swords, and eventually he would always be unable to bear it.

The number of heart seals on Wang Yu's body was increasing.

Half a day later, Wang Yu took a rough look and found that there were already fifty-six heart seals.

This number was not bad.

Thousands of people were competing for it. If each heart seal was scattered and evenly distributed, he could collect this number by himself. He estimated that he had a good chance of squeezing into the top ten in the end.

The reward for the top ten was thirty Qi Gathering Willow Leaves, which was pretty good, but the hundred willow leaves at the top of the list were more fragrant.

"Is there any big fish to touch?" Wang Yu murmured.

As time went by, more and more disciples lost their heart seals, while the small group of disciples at the top of the food chain must have accumulated more and more heart seals.

Harvesting any one of the top disciples would greatly increase the number of heart seals on his body.

Thinking this way, he soon found a new target.

A giant stone plate was located not far away, looking like a dinner plate that had been magnified countless times.

On the edge of the stone plate, two disciples were lying on the ground, rolling their eyes, looking like they were squeezed dry.

A tall and handsome young man smiled faintly and took several heart seals from the two people.

"Thank you for letting me win, the fight was very exciting, and I look forward to seeing you again next time."

The young man smiled, and when he was about to leave, his face suddenly changed slightly.

"Ji family boy, take my punch!"

A loud shout came, and a big guy jumped out of the huge stone plate, and punched from a high position.

The fist wind was like the roar of an ancient beast, extremely domineering.

The handsome young man was furious, no longer complacent.

He retreated gracefully, avoiding the opponent's fierce punch.

He was seen with purple lightning all over his body, holding two thunder balls in the palms of his hands, and then wrapped his palms to face the opponent's fists.

Boom!

The fists and palms clashed, and the power was not weak.

"Who is the kid? It doesn't mean you are older than me!" Ji Siming shouted dissatisfiedly.

On the other side, the big man laughed wildly without caring at all.

He was wearing a thick animal skin coat, and his pure white short hair stood up, swaying like weeds with the energy.

His wild temperament was completely different from Ji Siming, who looked like a young master.

The same thing was that both of them were strong enough.

"These days, have warriors with the cultivation of the late stage of the Qi Xing realm begun to be mass-produced in wholesale."

Wang Yu, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't help but say secretly.

After seeing so much, even the Qi Python felt it was commonplace.

In this forest of rocks, it seems that anyone who doesn't have a Qi python wrapped around him is not considered strong.

Some people even have new tricks.

The energy of the wild man is not a Qi python, but a white tiger with hanging eyes, which is different from others.

"Qi tiger? A member of the White Tiger Tribe!" Ji Siming is also knowledgeable. After the characteristics are revealed, he immediately recognizes the other party's identity and background.

"Good to know!" Hu Qiansui couldn't hide his fighting spirit, and the white tiger rushed towards Ji Siming again.

No matter how you look at it, the combat power of these two people is not inferior to the previous genius of the Dongfang family.

There is no doubt that both of them are the best and outstanding figures among the new disciples of this class.

At this time, most of them have a lot of heart seals.

"Good opportunity!" After observing for a while, Wang Yu said in his heart.

Just when he wanted to find the right time to catch these two people in one fell swoop, another figure suddenly came quickly.

Wang Yu had met this person before, and it was Cang Beiming from the Cang family.

In the previous assessment, he was ranked ahead of Wang Yu.

"You two are really amazing, and I am dazzled by your skills. If you don't mind, I will join in the fun." Cang Beiming said with a smile.

As expected of a refined son of a family, he said so elegantly that he wanted to stir up trouble and seize the Heart Seal.

So soon, it became a three-way fight.

The ambition of these three people is to be the top of the list, so defeating each other and seizing the Heart Seal became the top priority.

Not only did the number of their own Heart Seals increase dramatically, but they could also suppress two potential opponents in an instant.

The three people held the same idea and fought for a long time.

Ji Siming couldn't stand it first.

"You guys take your time, see you another day!"

After saying that, he was surrounded by lightning, and his body movements were wonderful, and he easily escaped.

After a few leaps, he disappeared around the stone plate.

There was a person nearby who wanted to ambush, but he solved it and took away a Heart Seal.

Then he was ambushed by the second person.

A stunning knife strike illuminated his stunned face.

The one who struck the knife was naturally Wang Yu.

He wanted all three of them, and there was no way he would let any of them go.

After a moment.

Ji Siming was pinned to the ground by Wang Yu. Although his face was filled with reluctance, his injured body could not break free from Wang Yu's restraints.

The surrounding environment seemed to have been baptized by thousands of thunderbolts. The rocks were black, with several cracks and a large number of electric arcs running on the surface of the rocks.

Ji Siming was defeated so quickly because Wang Yu was afraid that a long battle would change, so he let the other two run away, and then he directly used the true meaning of the sword.

Dongfang Zhao couldn't stop it, and the young master on the blue star couldn't stop it either.

Watching the heart seals that he had painstakingly accumulated float into Wang Yu's body, the young master's heart was bleeding.

"Can you tell me who you are?" Ji Siming said.

"Wu Zong, the 187th new disciple." After collecting the heart seals, Wang Yu clapped his hands and stood up, casually revealing his new identity.

By the way, he counted the heart seals. As expected, the guy under his feet had quite a lot of heart seals on his body, a total of 32.

The other two people would probably have no less.

Ji Siming on the ground was very upset. He didn't expect to get such an answer. Who among those present was not a new disciple of Wu Zong?

He turned over with great effort and looked again, but Wang Yu was gone.

He returned to the stone plate. Fortunately, he moved quickly enough. The two people here had not finished fighting. They were still fighting in the stone plate.

Seeing this, Wang Yu was no longer anxious and adjusted silently in the dark.

He used the basic swordsmanship of the ninth level twice today, which was a great burden on his body.

If it was a congenital body, it would be different.

Now he can only use the ninth level of true meaning sword five or six times a day at most, and he can't do it continuously. He must rest in the middle to relax.

In addition to the need for time for the True Meaning Sword to rest before it can be used again, there are other auras around, hiding like him and waiting for the opportunity.

However, Wang Yu discovered them, but they did not discover the more hidden Wang Yu.

Suddenly, the auras of the two people in the stone plate suddenly weakened a lot.

A painful groan, as if someone was injured.

Undoubtedly, this is a great opportunity, maybe you can kill two birds with one stone while being injured!

The next moment, several figures rushed out almost at the same time and swept into the stone plate.

As the saying goes, the first to strike is the strongest, and everyone thought of the same thing.

Only Wang Yu looked strange and did not rush in.

Under his perception, the two locked auras weakened for a moment, and after leading a group of people out, they suddenly became strong again.

"It seems that these two guys are playing dirty."