C61 When the Fierce Battle Began
C61 When the Fierce Battle Began
While Ye Bufan was looking at his opponent, his opponent was also looking at Ye Bufan. "You are the new disciple of Second Martial Uncle, Ye Bufan?"
"Yes, I am Ye Bufan. Greetings, Senior Brother Yun!" Ye Bufan saw that his opponent seemed to have well-developed limbs and said with a smile.
Who knew that Yun Tiankong did not appreciate it and said with a serious face, "I am not stupid. Don't use this trick to trick me. If you want to enter the finals, use your strength to defeat me! Just like the battle yesterday!"
Ye Bufan saw that his opponent was unmoved and knew that a battle was inevitable. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "Then I will ask Senior Brother Yun for guidance!"
Yun Tiankong's legs slightly separated and he focused his mind to raise his Qi. He held the iron pestle in front of his chest with both hands and looked at the masked judge!
Ye Bufan also slowly pulled out the dragon's roar and locked his eyes on the opponent! Although his opponent yesterday was also an expert at Qi Stage, his cultivation was a level lower than his own. It could only be considered a warm-up match.
Today was the first time Ye Bufan faced a powerful opponent since he advanced to the Qi Stage. He had to treat it seriously. Similarly, Ye Bufan was not willing to let go of this opportunity to train.
Following the judge's voice, the masked man said, "The match begins!"
Yun Tiankong immediately rushed towards Ye Bufan like a wild horse that had lost its reins. His terrifying speed caused a fierce wind to blow. Immediately after, a dazzling golden light broke through the wind and rushed towards Ye Bufan's face.
Ye Bufan did not expect Yun Tiankong's cumbersome body to be able to unleash such a fast speed. His entire body was covered by the golden light, and killing intent could be felt coming from all around his body.
Although he was shocked, he wasn't confused at all!
He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and the Wind Devil Movement Technique formed by the Wind Devil Sword Technique was unleashed. His entire body was like a piece of paper, drifting away.
He saw that Ye Bufan was about to escape from his attack range.
"Flowing Light Slash!"
Yun Tiankong shouted. With a shake of his wrist, the iron pestle emitted an even more dazzling light that firmly locked Ye Bufan's figure within the golden light. The surrounding air seemed to have been cut off by the golden light all of a sudden!
Ye Bufan did not expect Yun Tiankong's attack to be so fierce. At the moment when he could not dodge, his inner strength sank. His feet touched the ground and he immediately waved the dragon roar in his hand.
It was like a seal! He used the defensive sword technique of the Wind Devil Sword Technique!
As Ye Bufan injected his inner strength into the sword, the dragon's roar produced a sword hum. The Dao Rune on the sword was activated and a silver light flashed.
A ball of silver light appeared within the golden light, and it wrapped around Ye Bufan like a cocoon!
In an instant, the golden light outside and the silver light in the inner circle formed a sharp contrast!
Spirit sword! As the Dao Rune flickered, a name simultaneously appeared in the hearts of the five Palace Masters!
In this world, the huge swords that were imprinted into the Dao Rune were all called spirit sword! However, Spirit Tools had extremely strict requirements in terms of materials, sword forging techniques, Dao Rune knowledge, and other aspects. Even though Third Palace Lord and Hao Zhifeng studied the forging of the Dao Rune from the bottom of their hearts... After advancing to Spirit Stage, he only refined three unk s!
The golden light barrier and the silver light separated as soon as they touched each other. However, the sound of countless metals colliding could be heard. Energy shot out in all directions, and the sound of breaking through the air could be heard without an end...
Yun Tiankong took a few steps back before he could stabilize his body. Although Ye Bufan did not retreat, his feet were more than an inch into the solid rock on the ring, and his right hand, which was holding the sword, was also somewhat numb. Seeing that his opponent's iron pestle was not even left a trace by the dragon's roar, he was shocked.
He didn't know that Yun Tiankong was even more shocked when he saw Ye Bufan's dragon's roar, which was still intact. His own Devil Subduing Pestle was given to him by his master, and although it didn't have a sharp edge, it was still a gift from his master. However, it was not difficult to cut through gold and jade with his strength. There were also many heavy swords that were broken in his hands. But today, when faced with the thin and narrow strange sword in Ye Bufan's hand, not a single gap was left behind!
Yun Tiankong, who was also shocked by Yun Tiankong's competitive spirit, laughed and said, "Awesome! Again!" Before Ye Bufan could react, he rushed over again. He held the Devil Subduing Pestle tightly in his hands and threw it straight at Ye Bufan's head!
This attack was not fancy at all. It only had speed and strength! The whistling sound of the wind seemed to tear a hole in the space.
Still want to fight? Ye Bufan was not stupid. He naturally could not do such a thing. With a wrong step, his entire body floated on the arena like a gust of wind.
In a moment, the arena was flashing with golden light. Ye Bufan found a gap and continuously shuttled through the golden light. When he could not avoid it, he swung his sword and borrowed the force to block Yun Tiankong's Devil Subduing Pestle. He did not want to fight him head on.
In this way, you chased me for more than an hour. Every time the Devil Subduing Pestle was about to hit Ye Bufan, Ye Bufan avoided it by a narrow margin.
Yun Tiankong was so anxious that he stomped his feet. "Are you still going to fight or not?!" Yun Tiankong, who had stopped, roared angrily.
"Didn't we keep fighting?" Ye Bufan, who had stopped, praised Yun Tiankong's long inner strength in his heart. After more than half an hour of fierce attack, his breathing was not rapid at all. It could be seen that the Head Palace Master had some unique skills in the aspect of inner strength.
"How can we fight when you are dodging?" Yun Tiankong said with a trace of disdain, "If you are a man, you should be more straightforward!"
Seeing Yun Tiankong with well-developed limbs goading him in front of him, Ye Bufan felt funny in his heart. "Senior brother is so fierce. Junior brother can only fight for a little more time and not lose too badly!"
Yun Tiankong saw that Ye Bufan did not fall for his trick and continued, "If you keep dodging, you will not be a man!"
Ye Bufan originally wanted to drag Yun Tiankong until he was exhausted, but looking at Yun Tiankong's situation, he estimated that he wouldn't be able to succeed even if he used up all his energy, so he immediately said, "Since Senior Brother Yun has invited me again and again, then I'll have to lower myself to dodge! Then, I'll ask Senior Brother. As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Yun Tiankong to reply, his green robe flashed, and he pounced in front of Yun Tiankong.
Lee Zhile saw that Ye Bufan had actually taken the initiative to attack, and he thought to himself, "Insolence!" Although Ye Bufan looked like he was in danger previously, he relied on his movement technique. If Yun Tiankong could be entangled and lose his patience to fight back, it was not impossible for him to win. But now, Ye Bufan actually could not withstand the opponent's words and took the initiative to attack. In the end, he was still too young and lacked experience on the battlefield.
The disciples of the Aoyun Sect from different angles cheered when they saw Ye Bufan taking the initiative to attack. Especially when Ye Bufan's fans saw that their idol had finally started to fight back, they all cheered with all their might to strengthen Ye Bufan's momentum.
Ye Bufan's sword tip shook, and with a clear dragon roar, a ball of silver light containing a tremendous force covered Yun Changkong!
Sand and wind filled the sky!
When the audience below the stage heard this familiar dragon's roar, they were even more excited to the extreme. For a moment, the cheers actually faintly overshadowed the dragon's roar.
Yun Tiankong did not think that Ye Bufan, who was still talking just now, would suddenly attack without any warning. He shouted loudly, "Good timing!" The Devil Subduing Pestle in his hand started to dance quickly, and he waved it 36 times in a row. All of them responded to the sword shadows thrown by Ye Bufan.
Yun Tiankong's Subduing Devil Pestle, which contained a strong inner strength, collided with Ye Bufan's sword shadows, but it was as if it had hit the air, with no rebounding force at all. Ye Bufan had already disappeared from his sight. He thought to himself, "Not good!" Without waiting for him to turn around, he moved to the side, and the Devil Subduing Pestle swept towards him from behind.
With a bang, it collided with the long sword that came from behind Ye Bufan.
Both of them used their full strength to attack with the pestle and the sword. With the sound of the explosion, both of them took a few steps back. A deep pit with a diameter of several meters appeared in the center of the arena. The scattered qi also blew up the corners of the masked referee's clothes.
Ye Bufan had just steadied himself. Without waiting for Yun Tiankong to react, he kicked the tip of his foot and attacked again.
Yun Tiankong could immediately tell that Ye Bufan was at the Seventh Rank of Qi Stage when he fought with Ye Bufan. However, he did not understand that Ye Bufan's inner strength seemed to be purer and thicker than his.
The eyes of the five Palace Masters on the grandstand were also watching Ye Bufan's match. They were waiting for Ye Bufan to use the strength of a Seventh Rank of Qi Stage and the inner strength of an Eighth Rank of Qi Stage, the disciple of the Palace Master. Bang! Bang! Bang! The collision actually ended in a tie. They immediately gave up on the idea that Ye Bufan was improving because of the medicinal effect.
No matter how heaven-defying the pill was, it had its drawbacks. It was impossible for Ye Bufan to produce such a powerful force. Even though the five Palace Masters were experienced and knowledgeable, they still didn't know what was going on. They even had a feeling that they couldn't see through Ye Bufan.
However, no one spoke as they watched the intense battle.
Ye Bufan relied on the fact that he had opened both meridians at the same time to remove the rebounding force. Before Yun Tiankong could stabilize his body... He lunged forward and attacked Yun Tiankong's vitals with his sword as fast as a sword.
As the saying goes, one move first, one move first!
Yun Tiankong was caught by Ye Bufan and was forced into a passive position. He did not have Ye Bufan's amazing movement technique, so he could only wave the Devil Subduing Pestle and counter attack. He did not even have time to use his martial skill under Ye Bufan's attack.
It was unknown how many times their weapons had collided, but the more Yun Tiankong fought, the more shocked he became. The power that came from Ye Bufan's sword through the Devil Subduing Pestle in his hand actually caused his arm to gradually become numb, while the power on Ye Bufan's long sword continued to increase.
Ye Bufan, on the other hand, became more and more energetic. Ever since he had opened up the Ren Du Er Mai, Ye Bufan had never had such a pleasant battle before. As he fought with Yun Tiankong time and time again, all the meridians in his body were constantly rebounding. Not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but he also gradually opened up. The inner strength that he could bear was also gradually increasing.
It was as if he had forgotten that he was in a competition. Ye Bufan seemed to be continuously unleashing the pleasure brought by the expansion of meridians. His sword attacks were even faster and more powerful. Ye Bufan could not help but let out a soft cry.
Although Yun Tiankong was not stupid, he knew that this could not go on. He ignored Ye Bufan's sword that was aimed at his left shoulder. He passed through the sword curtain and pointed the Devil Subduing Pestle at Ye Bufan's waist.
Exchanging injuries for injuries!
This was the only way Yun Tiankong could get rid of Ye Bufan's attack!
The martial arts competition within the sect was not a life and death battle, so Ye Bufan naturally did not want to see a situation where both sides suffered heavy losses. He injected his inner strength into the long sword, and a sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword. At the same time, Ye Bufan dodged to the side.
After Yun Tiankong retreated from Ye Bufan, his left arm was still injured by Ye Bufan's sword energy. "You are very strong!" Yun Tiankong had already started to admire Ye Bufan's strength from the bottom of his heart.
After Ye Bufan stood still, he found that not only did the inner strength in his Dantian not weaken due to the fierce attack just now, it was even more solid, as if he had touched the threshold of the Eighth Rank of Qi Stage.
"Let's settle this in one move!" Yun Tiankong held the Devil Subduing Pestle with both hands, and raised it high above his head, as if he was gathering his inner strength.