C233 Ugliness
C233 Ugliness
Hearing this, the youth nodded his head and walked toward Qingyang.
"Senior Brother Lei, why did you make Han San attack from the beginning?" Although Han San's realm was not strong, his combat power was definitely one of the top among the direct disciples of Second Peak.
"Little junior sister, this time we are going to release the aura of our Second Peak, regardless of whether it is the other two peaks or First Peak, we must let them feel the aura of our Second Peak." Lei Cheng smiled and explained to Lee Yue. However, he did not think so.
Lee Yue's clear eyes shot a glance at him, but did not say anything more. This time, Second Peak participating Exquisite Tea Meeting, was led by Lei Cheng.
"Second Peak Han San, please advise."
"Seventh Layer Of Martial Master? Are you sure you want to challenge me? " Glancing at it for a moment, Qingyang chuckled.
Many disciples present also suspiciously sized up the Second Peak disciple called Han San. It was clear that Qingyang, who challenged Nine Layer Of Martial Master at the Seventh Layer Of Martial Master realm, was going to lose.
"Lei Cheng, you are truly an interesting person. A junior brother who sent out a Seventh Layer Of Martial Master was obviously going easy on you. Since when did you become so reasonable?"
Wu Jiang looked at Lei Cheng and said with a faint smile. He did not hide the ridicule in his tone.
"You don't need to tell me what to do." Lei Cheng glanced at him and sneered.
Seeing this scene, the others all had the same thoughts as Wu Jiang. Could it be that Lei Cheng was doing this on purpose, but when did the latter's personality change?
"I don't think the Seventh Layer Of Martial Master can withstand a single move from Senior Brother Qingyang." Zhou Wang couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
"Not necessarily."
"If I were to say so, this senior brother Qingyang is in trouble." Looking at Han San, Lu Chen had a profound look in his eyes. Although it was very subtle, he could feel an unusual fluctuation from Han San. This guy was not as simple as he thought.
"Junior Brother Lu, don't tell me that you're not optimistic about senior brother Qingyang and think that he can't even handle a single person with Seventh Layer Of Martial Master?" "Senior brother Qingyang is very strong. Although his Martial Spirit is only a Medial Grade Martial Spirit, it is still a Medial Grade Martial Spirit. The cultivation technique he cultivates is very unique, even experts of the same realm might not be able to defeat him, let alone a person of Seventh Layer Of Martial Master."
"Cultivation base doesn't fully represent one's battle prowess." Lu Chen smiled faintly and did not explain any further.
As the two spoke, the match between Qingyang and Han San had already begun.
At the same time, the soul power in his hand interweaved and formed a simple and unadorned long spear. Just this one move alone, it caused many of the direct disciples in the hall to raise their eyebrows, this Qingyang had an extremely profound understanding of the use of soul power, although the armor and the long spear were all made of soul power, but the degree of hardness of the spear was not inferior to the soul power, and it was even several times more powerful.
His physique became muscular and powerful as he wielded a long spear, and his killing intent turned awe-inspiring. On the other hand, Han San opposite him didn't display much soul power. He remained as calm as ever, as if he was nothing more than air.
Qingyang's face darkened, but he felt that there was something wrong with the other party. Otherwise, how could he challenge him with just his Seventh Layer Of Martial Master? To be cautious, he used his own methods. Even if this person was a little strange, he would not be flustered when dealing with him.
Noticing the look in Zhao Menger's eyes, Qingyang felt a wave of comfort in his heart. His long spear trembled, and he shot towards Han San.
The spear light was sharp, tearing through the air. In this strike, Qingyang had used 70 to 80% of his strength. In front of everyone's eyes, Qingyang raised his spear and charged at Han San, and the two figures instantly collided.
Boom!
Under everyone's astonished gaze, Qingyang's body shot backwards like a kite with its string cut, heavily crashing into the ground and falling into a coma.
Suddenly, the hall fell into a deathly silence.
"Hiss …"
For a long while, the sound of gasps could be heard, and as they looked at Han San who was as unmoving as a boulder, the disciples' eyes were filled with shock and indescribable fear. The Seventh Layer Of Martial Master had defeated the Azure Yang of the Nine Layer Of Martial Master, and he had only used one move!
Qingyang hadn't even had the chance to struggle before he was knocked unconscious. How domineering was this strength?
In the First Peak camp, all the direct disciples had complex expressions on their faces, they could only feel a burning pain on them. Was this the strength of the direct disciples of the Second Peak? Why was the difference so huge?
Senior Brother Qingyang, who was rather strong in their eyes, was actually defeated by a Seventh Layer Of Martial Master disciple in just one move!
One move!
Only one move!
… ….
"How is this possible!?" What happened? "
"To think that senior brother Qingyang has lost..." Zhou Wang's face was full of shock. He had yet to recover from his great shock.
Perhaps it was because the speed was too fast and the others could not see the situation clearly, but it could not be hidden from his eyes. Lu Chen's expression was calm, perhaps it was because the speed was too fast and the others could not see the situation clearly, but it could not be hidden from his eyes.
Zhao Menger's pretty face turned serious. Yun Canghai, who was beside them, also frowned. At their level, they could naturally see Han San's attack. However, they did not expect that a character with such a weak cultivation realm would hide such terrifying combat power.
"Han San was lucky enough to win one match, and really have to thank this Junior Brother First Peak for his modesty." Lei Cheng laughed heartily, and laughed towards Zhao Menger and the others. There was a trace of pride in his tone, making the disciples of First Peak dare to be angry but not to say anything.
"There's no need for modesty, Second Peak's junior brothers are indeed powerful." Zhao Menger took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile, but this smile looked rather forced on her face. To be defeated in such a casual manner in the first match, if they couldn't get back some face, it was obvious that after the Exquisite Tea Meeting had passed, their First Peak would definitely be mocked by the people from the other three peaks.
"High-grade cultivation technique, the Eight Styles of Lightning, is indeed as fast as the rumors say." Wu Jiang spoke with a smile as he looked at Han San's figure. However, his tone was a bit less casual and a bit more solemn.
"You have good eyes. Next, let's invite Senior Martial Sister and the other Senior Martial Brothers to send someone to fight with our Third Junior Martial Brother Han." Lei Cheng glanced around and said.
"I'll do it!"
"Get out of my way and let me bring shame to my senior brother Qingyang."
… ….
The crowd of First Peak disciples surged, not because of the great strength of Han San, but instead, they were all fighting with each other for the right to fight.