Invincible Bloodline

Silence! The silence in the huge Martial Arena was terrifying. In the four stands, countless martial artist looked at the black figure on the stage with eyes full of respect, as if they were looking up to the legendary Devil God!    

    

What did they see? Insta-kill! Just one punch! Yin Jiuyang, who was arrogant just now, was blown up by Yang Fann. One should know that. . . The current Yin Jiuyang wasn't in his normal state. After swallowing the Nine Solar True Divine Pill. . . His combat strength had increased by more than ten times, even if it was against some peak Middle Greade Emperor warriors. This. . . What kind of monster was this? A Quasi-intermediate Emperor's Power that wasn't even twenty years old, this. . . Is this really something a human can do?    

    

Many young girls' eyes were burning with anger. They wished they could swallow Yang Fann alive. Vaguely, Some mysterious place had even started to overflow. This was the most outstanding man they had ever seen. Even the number one seed, Hai Wuya, was nothing compared to him. If she could become his woman, even if it was just for one night, It wasn't in vain for them to walk into this world!    

    

. . .    

    

Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat.    

    

A bitter smile appeared on Situ Xingchen's handsome face. How could a person have such a monster? Facing Yin Jiuyang who was consuming the Nine Solar True Divine Pill, even if he had the geographical advantage. . . Under the starry sky, his combat strength had increased by several times. At most, he would only be on par with Yin Jiuyang, but this Yang Fann. . . How dare he kill that Yin Jiuyang with a single punch? His strength was terrifying. He had completely surpassed the number one monster in his courtyard!    

    

"Ai! Looks like I don't have much hope of getting first place this year. . . " It's not that I don't want to give it my all. It's the enemy who's too sick to do anything.    

    

"What a good Little Brute, I didn't expect that I would still underestimate you. You have the right to make me use my full strength. . . " Hai Wuya's face was gloomy and scary. Yang Fann's true combat strength had exceeded his expectations.    

    

. . .    

    

In the VIP stands.    

    

"Monster. . . Monster! What a monster youth!"    

    

"Gu Jin-Wushuang! Compared to him, the monster prodigy and peerless genius are all trash! "    

    

"Being in the same generation as such a heaven defying monster is definitely the greatest sorrow of countless geniuses in their lives!!"    

    

. . .    

    

The old monsters, Emperor, exclaimed repeatedly. A Quasi-Middle Greade Emperor who wasn't even twenty years old, this was a challenge to the limits of the world!    

    

But soon, the shock on their faces was replaced by a hint of surprise. The heavens blessed the Sect. Hahaha. . . There is hope for the rise of the Holy Ji Sect. . . With Yang Fann's Monstrous Talent. . . In the future, not to mention a quasi Sovereign, even a Sovereign would be an absolute certainty. It could even surpass a Sovereign and step into the legendary supreme realm of Holy Sovereign. It was not impossible. At that time, their Holy Ji Sect would surely rise up in power. They would become the number one major power in Northern Bailiwick.    

    

"I wonder what kind of virtues Dongfang Sheng has accumulated in his previous life. I can't believe he met such a good seedling. . . " In an instant, all the big shots looked at Dongfang Sheng with envy, jealousy, and hatred. They wished they could replace Dongfang Sheng and take Yang Fann as their disciple.    

    

Once Yang Fann truly grew up, as Yang Fann's Master, he would immediately soar into the sky. In the future, not to mention Top-Level Emperor, even Quasi-emperor Paragon would have a great chance.    

    

. . .    

    

"This isn't true, it's not true. How could Jiuyang lose? How could he lose. . . " Sima Jingfeng's eyes became dull. Up until now, he still couldn't accept the fact that Yin Jiuyang had suffered a crushing defeat. One should know that even if he, a peak Middle Greade Emperor, were to personally attack Yin Jiuyang, he wouldn't be able to accept it. Yang Fann was just a puny lower King. How could he have such strength?!    

    

Right at this moment. . . .    

    

"Sima Jingfeng, victory and defeat have been decided. Hand it over!" Dongfang Sheng stretched out his hand, and his voice trembled slightly. He was overwhelmed by emotions. For the past ten thousand years, Sima Jingfeng had relied on the power of his family. He had continuously suppressed him in the open and in the dark. Today, he had finally vented his resentment!    

    

All of this was because of Fann! To be able to take Fan'er as my disciple, this is definitely the greatest fortune in my life!    

    

Upon hearing this, Sima Jingfeng finally reacted. Not only had he lost his precious disciple, he had also lost the bet.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

A trace of hesitation and unwillingness flashed across Sima Jingfeng's eyes. None of these four treasures were simple. Even the weakest low-grade magic treasure, the White Dragon Sword, was worth more than ten thousand Low Grade Spirit Crystals. The intermediate magic treasure, the Nine Suns Demon Suppression Tower, was even more extraordinary. It was worth more than a million Spiritual Crystals. This was simply cutting off his flesh!    

    

"What's wrong? I'll admit defeat if I'm willing to bet! Sima Jingfeng, don't tell me you want to go back on your word!"    

    

"Hmph! Here you go! I, Sima Jingfeng, can still afford to lose something like this!" After a moment of hesitation, Sima Jingfeng still handed over the four treasures. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, if he dared to go back on his word, his reputation would be completely ruined. It would be very difficult for him to gain a foothold in the entire Holy Ji Sect!    

    

"Dammit! It was all Little Brute's fault. It was all his fault. Cripple my beloved disciple and seize my precious treasure. Little Brute, I'm not finished with you. . . . . . . "    

    

. . .    

    

On the 66th ring.    

    

Yang Fann didn't even look at Yin Jiuyang, who was lying on the ground like a pile of mud, dead or alive. He took a step forward. He went down from the arena. Although Yin Jiuyang still had a breath left in him, He wasn't far from death, even if he was saved. He would still be a cripple. That punch just now. . . Not only did Yang Fann shatter all the bones in Yin Jiuyang's body, he also severely injured his Innate Soul. Most importantly, it had destroyed his Dantian Space. For the rest of his life, unless he had some heaven defying fortuitous encounter. . . Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to cultivate the martial arts anymore!    

    

A high and mighty Peerless Evildoer had been reduced to a trash that was even worse than an ordinary person. To Yin Jiuyang, this was a fate worse than death!    

    

. . .    

    

"The second battle of four versus two, Hai Wuya of the Ji Yang Courtyard versus Sima Xingchen of the Constellation Courtyard!" This time, the draw was no longer drawn. Instead, it was announced directly by Yun Tian. However, it was only the two of them left. There was no need for them to draw anymore.    

    

Soon, Hai Wuya and Sima Xingchen went onto the arena.    

    

Both of them could be said to be the strongest two amongst the young generation, and they could be considered to be old rivals. They didn't waste any time speaking nonsense, and an intense battle unfolded as soon as they stepped onto the arena!    

    

Sima Xingchen possessed the body of stars, and he attracted a myriad of star powers. His battle prowess rose exponentially as he transformed into a Starlight Giant. With just a wave of his hand, he was no weaker than the power of ten thousand laws. Even if he were to fight an ordinary intermediate Peak-level Emperor, he would still be able to fight. However, that Hai Wuya was worthy of being called the number one seed, the number one monster in the eight courtyards. His combat strength was stronger than Sima Xingchen by more than a level. He was completely suppressing Sima Xingchen. After ten moves. . . Sima Xingchen was only able to parry the attack and did not have the strength to fight back. In the end, Sima Xingchen could only rely on his powerful Astral Body to hold on.    

    

. . .    

    

"The outcome has been decided. It seems like Sima Xingchen still has a big gap compared to Hai Wuya. This year, the Star Courtyard can only be ranked third. . . "    

    

. . . . . . . .    

    

After thirty moves, Sima Xingchen was finally unable to fight anymore. He helplessly lowered his head and admitted defeat!    

    

. . .    

    

"Alright! After eight rounds of tough battles, it has finally come to this most exciting moment. The final battle was about to begin, the first place on the list. Which family will the flower fall to? Is it the number one Seeded Evildoer from the Ji Yang Courtyard, Hai Wuya? Or the heaven defying dark horse from the Northern Wasteland Courtyard, Yang Fann? " Ye Tiannan's voice was high and mighty. Excitement surged. This battle. . . It could definitely be said to be a battle between the top of the young generation. Even if it was compared to the battle between the two great Highest Emperor, it wouldn't be much weaker. "Now, let's give our warmest applause and invite the two great geniuses to fight!"    

    

"Hai Wuya! Hai Wuya! Hai Wuya. . . "    

    

"Yang Fann! Yang Fann! Yang Fann. . . "    

    

. . .    

    

" Yang Fann, I'll wait for you in the ring! How dare you kill a disciple of my Hai Family? You will pay the price with your blood today!" A cold light flashed in Hai Wuya's eyes. In an instant, he turned into a blue light and shot into the sixty-sixth ring.    

    

"Hmph! You want to take revenge for that trash? I'm just afraid that you don't have the ability!" With a cold snort of disdain, Yang Fann's figure moved, tore open the space, and appeared on the arena.    

    

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