Super System Plundering the Heaven

On the stage, Jiliang Ye He stared blankly at Yan Fengwu for a long time.    

He completely did not understand why Yan Fengwu's body had such a miraculous change.    

"Could it be that she is a Fifth Class of Marrow Cleansing Stage Martial Artist?"    

This thought flashed across Jiliang Ye He's mind.    

"Impossible!"    

"Furthermore, even if she's a Essence Purification Martial Artist and can condense Stellar Energy, she definitely won't be able to condense armor that covers her entire body!"    

Ji Liangye's eyes were gloomy as he sized up Yan Fengwu. Thoughts kept rising in his heart.    

Generally speaking, Fifth Class of Marrow Cleansing Stage Martial Artist could condense the qi and blood in one's body and turn it into an indestructible Astral Qi.    

It could be sword energy or Bladestorm.    

It could destroy anything. It could cut through metal with a flick of a finger.    

The more powerful Martial Artist could only make the Astral Qi that was condensed sharper.    

Jiliang Ye He had never heard of someone who condensed the qi and blood force into a saber and a full set of armor!    

"This isn't an Astral Qi!"    

Jiliang Ye He stared at Yan Fengwu and let out a long sigh in his heart.    

On the blood-red long blade that Yan Fengwu was holding with one hand.    

Jiliang Ye He did not notice the unique sharpness of the Astral Qi.    

But even so, the blood-red long blade in Yan Fengwu's hand was much sharper than an ordinary steel long blade.    

"Perhaps it is a martial skill..."    

Jiliang Ye He muttered to himself in his heart, and the confidence in his eyes once again recovered.    

"Hehe... You are called Yan Fengwu?"    

Jiliang Ye He stared at Yan Fengwu, and his tone revealed some seriousness.    

Yan Fengwu did not pay attention to Jiliang Ye He and instead looked at him with fighting spirit.    

"Cough!"    

Jiliang Ye He coughed and said, "I have to say that your qi and blood armor is amazing!"    

Jiliang Ye He's eyes flashed with a bright light, "Against a ninja below level 5, you can easily defeat him, what a pity..."    

"Your opponent is me!"    

Jiliang Ye He stood up straight, his rigid face revealed a hint of arrogance, "I will let you see the gap between level five and level four!"    

On the arena, Yan Fengwu frowned and lightly shouted, "Cut the crap!"    

"Slash!"    

With a flash of her figure, Yan Fengwu turned into a blood red stream of light and her long blade directly slashed towards Jiliang Ye He!    

"Ha!"    

Jiliang Ye He's light green Astral Qi ninja blade stood up and blocked Yan Fengwu's lightning-fast attack.    

Clang!    

The sound of swords and sabers clashing echoed throughout the entire stadium.    

The students sitting in the stands all covered their ears, wanting to block the piercing sound.    

On the arena, Jiliang Ye He's figure flew out.    

He only stopped at the edge of the stage.    

"What a powerful strength!"    

Jiliang Ye He, who had been sent flying by Yan Fengwu's blade, was shocked in his heart.    

This level of strength had long surpassed Jiliang Yehe, who was a level five ninja!    

"Luckily... she isn't a level 5 Purification Martial Artist yet!"    

Jiliang Ye He secretly rejoiced in his heart.    

"Hmph!"    

Jiliang Ye He snorted in his heart, a hint of viciousness flashed across his eyes.    

"I refuse to believe that your Vitality Force is limitless!"    

"Wait till you exhaust all of your qi and blood, then..."    

"Killed with a single slash!"    

The corner of his mouth revealed a cruel smile. The Astral Blade in Jiliang Ye He's hand became more and more condensed and sharp.    

"When the Martial Artist spares a contest of skills, there will occasionally be injuries and deaths... Isn't that very normal?"    

As the thoughts in his heart settled, Jiliang Ye He pointed the astral blade at Yan Fengwu.    

"Hey, woman!"    

"As long as you make me take a step back, consider it my loss!"    

Yan Fengwu looked at the fearless Jiliang Wild Crane and sneered.    

In the stadium, when the Xiang Yu Middle School students who were watching the competition heard this, anger flashed across their faces.    

"What the heck!? This Japanese is too arrogant!"    

"Senior Fengwu, kill him!"    

"Yan Fengwu, do your best! Sweep through the Ultimate Ninja Club!"    

...    

On the arena, Yan Fengwu looked at Jiliang Ye He with disdain.    

"Heh!"    

"You want to wear out my Vitality?"    

The corner of Yan Fengwu's mouth revealed a cold smile as she softly said, "I will let you know what true fear is!"    

"Blood Dancing Lotus Flower, Endless Saber Prison!"    

Boom!    

A razor sharp aura gushed out from Yan Fengwu's body.    

It cut through the air and produced a sharp whistling sound.    

Her hair fluttered in the wind. Under the sunlight, Yan Fengwu's hair seemed to be dyed with a bloody mist.    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

The sounds of swords and sabers colliding were like a long river of sound, and it revolved around Jiliang Wild Crane as it galloped without end.    

Ye Yu looked at Yan Fengwu, who was like a blood lotus flower on the arena, and a strange look flashed across his eyes.    

"Qi and blood that are several times stronger than ordinary Martial Artist, shocking battle consciousness, and this blood red battle armor..."    

Ye Yu looked at Yan Fengwu, who was standing on the arena, and muttered, "Is this the gift that comes from the Bloodline in her body?"    

"The enhancement brought by this gift isn't too great. Once Yan Senior Sister breaks through to the Fifth Class of Marrow Cleansing Stage, or even the Class-six Core Embracing Stage..."    

"At that time, Yan Senior Sister's combat strength will not be underestimated even if she is a Grade Seven Seeing God Martial Artist!"    

"Interesting!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark blue lightning glow lit up around Ye Yu's body.    

If anyone saw this scene, they would notice it.    

A gorgeous lightning armor flashed on Ye Yu's body!    

Ye Yu raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared on his face, "Not bad!"    

"But for me, it is a little redundant!"    

On the arena, Jiliang Ye He felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.    

Yan Fengwu's blood-red long blade kept slashing at him.    

Jiliang Ye He could only concentrate his mind and barely use the Astral Blade in his hand to block Yan Fengwu's attack.    

Under Yan Fengwu's powerful battle consciousness, she did not give Jiliang Ye He the slightest chance to counterattack!    

Clangclangclang...    

The veins on Jiliang Ye He's forehead popped up. He held the saber with both hands and blocked Yan Fengwu's waist slash.    

Feeling waves of pain from his hands, Jiliang Ye He's heart was in turmoil.    

"Damn it! Why is her Vitality still so abundant!?"    

Clangclangclang...    

Listening to the beating of his heart like a war drum, Jiliang Yehe knew that he was already about to reach his limit!    

However, the clashing of swords and sabers did not seem to have the slightest intention of stopping!    

"I can't do it anymore! I can't hold on any longer!"    

"Damn it! Her speed is getting faster and faster!"    

Rip!    

A blood line appeared on Jiliang Ye He's shoulder.    

Jiliang Ye He's face was pale as he was covered by the blood-red long blade. Blade marks had started to appear on his body one after another.    

If Jiliang Ye He did not dodge quickly, Yan Fengwu would have dismembered him!    

"She really wants to kill me!"    

Jiliang Ye He widened his eyes, and fear flashed in his eyes.    

The pale green Astral Qi ninja blade in his hand trembled slightly and began to become illusionary.    

Clang!    

Bang!    

After a sharp cry, the Astral Qi ninja blade in Ji Liangye's hand shattered with a bang, and it vanished into thin air.    

Swoosh!    

Yan Fengwu's figure instantly stopped. She held the blade with one hand and sweat appeared on her forehead.    

She was wearing a set of auras, but she had climbed to the peak!    

Although her figure did not move, the aura that was as sharp as a saber rushed towards Jiliang Ye He.    

Under the pressure of this aura, Jiliang Ye He subconsciously waved his empty hands.    

In his imagination, Jiliang Ye He was still blocking Yan Fengwu's attack.    

Little did he know that Yan Fengwu had already stopped!