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C49 Martial Arts Competition



C49 Martial Arts Competition

Boom!    

    

A short pause. In the next second, a rustling sound spread between the heavens and the earth.    

    

"Thunder Palm, complete."    

    

Ye Zhi let the raindrops fall on his face as he trembled in excitement.    

    

In nearly a month, he had not made any progress in cultivating the Thunder Palm. He had never thought that it would be a coincidence that he had succeeded because of the rain.    

    

Looking at the lightning that covered the sky, Ye Zhi drank the rain happily.    

    

Sou!    

    

Ye Zhi's entire body trembled, and a throbbing sound came from the spirit fire.    

    

His eyes shone with an unbelievable light.    

    

"Is it about to break through?"    

    

Ye Zhi swallowed his saliva. Then, he could not hold back his joy.    

    

Good things came in pairs. He had mastered the Thunder Palm, but he could still feel his heart palpitating from the breakthrough.    

    

Taking a deep breath, Ye Zhi quickly sat down cross-legged and activated his spirit fire to devour the Spirit Qi of Universe.    

    

Heavy rain poured down, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.    

    

The next morning, the world returned to peace.    

    

The sky was blue as if it had been washed. It was like a huge rock, a mountain range, and a hundred years old tree. The air was clear, and there were beads of rain flowing on the leaves.    

    

Everything seemed to be full of life. Only the charred old trees in the mountains could bear witness to the terror of last night's thunder.    

    

In the valley, Ye Zhi sat quietly on a rock with his legs crossed.    

    

The surrounding dense Spirit Qi of Universes tightly wrapped around him, and even his face appeared blurry.    

    

Bang!    

    

Suddenly, something seemed to have broken in Ye Zhi's body, and then the spreading medicinal Spirit Qi of Universes fiercely tightened, entering his body crazily.    

    

Bang!    

    

An invisible wave of qi spread out in all directions with Ye Zhi as the center, rolling up a trail of ice.    

    

"Second Rank of Metamorphosis Stage, break through."    

    

Ye Zhi suddenly opened his eyes. A blue light burst out, and he leapt into the air. His palm struck down like thunder and lightning. Boundless palm shadows appeared, erupting with tremendous power.    

    

Bang!    

    

Under the Thunder Palm, the huge rock that weighed a thousand jin instantly covered the entire rock like a spider web. It was a soul-stirring scene.    

    

Crack ~    

    

Ye Zhi flipped his hand, and a kind of spiritual power swept across like a wave. The stone fell apart, and the stone heart turned into ashes.    

    

Sou!    

    

Ye Zhi, who was intoxicated by the Thunder Palm's power, suddenly had a drastic change in expression. An extremely strong wave of air suddenly appeared behind him, making his back feel cold.    

    

There was an ambush, but I didn't notice it.    

    

Ye Zhi turned pale with fright. At the critical moment, he no longer hesitated and activated the white bead in his body.    

    

Bang!    

    

A strong cold air gushed out from Ye Zhi's body. He stamped his foot and endless cold air surged from under his feet. He turned around and threw a punch that was filled with fluttering cold wind. It was a powerful punch.    

    

Boom!    

    

The air was violently distorted, and the shocking cold air scattered in all directions. It actually condensed into strands of ice dregs in the air.    

    

A gust of violent wind gushed out, ferociously colliding with the cold air, emitting a muffled bang.    

    

With a punch, Ye Zhi felt an astonishing power attack. This kind of power was like a whirlwind that brought up strong winds. It made his body tremble, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.    

    

"Wh... What, Nangong Xuan?"    

    

Ye Zhi collected his thoughts and looked up alertly. He was instantly stunned.    

    

A hazy stream of spiritual energy retreated from the newcomer's body. It was Nangong Xuan.    

    

"It's actually you?"    

    

Ye Zhi looked at Nangong Xuan with fear and vigilance.    

    

At this moment, Nangong Xuan's heart was in turmoil. He looked at Ye Zhi with incomparable surprise.    

    

"With your cultivation base, how could you?"    

    

In just two months, Ye Zhi's cultivation base was actually on par with his. That terrifying cold air made him feel as if all his blood was frozen.    

    

Ye Zhi frowned. Looking at Nangong Xuan's expression, the wariness on his face gradually faded.    

    

He did not feel any killing intent or hostility from the attack just now. Clearly, he was only testing it out.    

    

With a slight thought, all the cold air in his body was absorbed into the white pearl. His cultivation base had returned to the Second Rank of Metamorphosis Stage realm.    

    

The terrifying cold air suddenly disappeared, causing Nangong Xuan to be startled. After a while, his pupils contracted, and he said with a trembling voice, "Second Rank of Metamorphosis Stage? It's only been two months, who exactly are you?"    

    

Putting aside the cold energy that was equivalent to a Fifth Rank of Metamorphosis Stage, the strength of a Second Rank of Metamorphosis Stage that Ye Zhi had displayed had already shocked Nangong Xuan.    

    

From Sixth Rank of Blood Soul Stage to Second Rank of Metamorphosis Stage, he had only used 60 days.    

    

It was truly unbelievable.    

    

"He broke through unknowingly." Of course, Ye Zhi could not reveal his secret.    

    

Nangong Xuan was shocked.    

    

After a long time, excitement appeared in his eyes.    

    

Wasn't it more interesting for this man, who he regarded as his only opponent, to become stronger?    

    

Taking a deep breath, Nangong Xuan looked at Ye Zhi. A trace of fear and confusion flashed across his eyes.    

    

He could sense that Ye Zhi's true strength was only at the Second Rank of Metamorphosis Stage realm.    

    

However, the coldness that erupted from Ye Zhi's Fifth Rank of Metamorphosis Stage cultivation base at that moment was worth pondering over.    

    

Cold air?    

    

His gaze turned towards the Cold Pond. A light flashed in his eyes as he suddenly said, "You went to the cave below the Cold Pond?"    

    

Ye Zhi's pupils constricted. Nangong Xuan actually understood?    

    

He suddenly remembered that this was the place Nangong Xuan told him about. He couldn't help but feel relieved. Nangong Xuan knew that the cave was normal.    

    

However, it was very obvious that the latter had not entered the cave. Otherwise, he would not have stood here.    

    

After hesitating for a while, Ye Zhi nodded and admitted.    

    

He had been practicing here all this time. He could not hide the coldness in his body, so he might as well admit it generously.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Nangong Xuan was completely shocked. Even Ye Zhi's amazing speed of training had never shocked him like this.    

    

He had long since known about the cave, but the terrifying cold air inside made him give up on trying to find out what was going on.    

    

If he didn't reach the One Thought Stage realm, going in would be equivalent to courting death.    

    

"Did you obtain that cold air energy from the cave just now?" Nangong Xuan swallowed his saliva and said while staring at Ye Zhi.    

    

Ye Zhi smiled bitterly. "Yes. If Pavilion Master Qi didn't leave a spiritual shield for me, I wouldn't have come out."    

    

Nangong Xuan let out a sigh in his heart when he heard that.    

    

Qii Mu was a Clear Mind Stage warrior even stronger than the First Elder.    

    

If Ye Zhi really relied on his own ability to enter the cave, Nangong Xuan wouldn't be able to imagine it.    

    

In this way, this opponent was a bit too powerful.    

    

A helpless smile appeared on Nangong Xuan's face. He looked at Ye Zhi with a gloomy expression.    

    

At this time, he felt helpless.    

    

Comparing goods to goods, one had to throw them away. Comparing people to people would lead to death.    

    

Nangong Xuan was very curious about what Ye Zhi had gotten in the cave.    

    

However, he still managed to control it.    

    

Everyone had secrets. Since Ye Zhi had obtained it, it proved that it was not fated with him.    

    

Taking a deep breath, Nangong Xuan restrained his emotions. He stared at Ye Zhi with a complicated expression and said, "The two-month deadline is up. Let's go."    

    

Ye Zhi nodded. For the first time, he had a clear understanding of Nangong Xuan.    

    

If it were someone else here, they would have asked about the secret of the cave a long time ago. He was even greedy.    

    

However, Nangong Xuan was still slightly shocked. It was as if nothing had happened. Apart from shock, there was not the slightest bit of greed in his eyes.    

    

This Nangong Xuan was indeed not simple.    

    

With a thought, Ye Zhi quickly left with Nangong Xuan and rushed towards the Nangong family.    

    

Half an hour later, in the battlefield of the Nangong family.    

    

At this time, there were only four people in the battlefield.    

    

Nangong Huanxue, Nangong Xuan, Nangong Ming, Ye Zhi and the First Elder.    

    

Ye Zhi's gaze fell on those people and was somewhat confused.    

    

Could it be that they were heading to the capital city? Just these people?    

    

What were they going there for?    

    

While Ye Zhi was confused, the First Elder said slowly, "You are all the top disciples of the Mist Cloud City of Nangong family. Next, you will go to the capital to participate in the competition between the three families."    

    

"Martial arts competition between the three families?"    

    

Ye Zhi raised his eyebrows. A trace of shock flashed across his eyes. Could the three great families be the three great families of the ancient dynasty?    

    

He looked at the others, not surprised at all, as if he already knew about it.    

    

The First Elder looked at Ye Zhi and explained, "The martial arts competition between the three great families is the rule set by the Nangong family, the Yin family, and Wu family since the founding of the family."    

    

"Once every five years, the young men of the three major families will gather together and have a competition. The participants are the outstanding young men of the three major families. You are the top elites of the Nangong family. When you reach the capital, you will gather with the elites there and participate in the competition."    

    

"A sparring match between the three families. The top fifteen will be the winner of this competition. Not only will the winner receive a huge reward, he will also have a chance to enter the small grotto-heaven created by the ancestors of the three great families and comprehend the essence of the martial arts."    

    

"Within the small grotto-heaven, there is an extremely thick martial intent. If you can comprehend a little bit of it, then it will bring unimaginable benefits to you when you advance to the One Thought Stage or even the Clear Mind Stage realm."    

    

"Comprehend a martial intent?" Ye Zhi's pupils constricted. He couldn't help but think of the white pearl in the spirit fire. It was also a martial intent that was refined, but the cold martial intent within had long been swallowed by the spirit fire, leaving behind pure spirit energy.    

    

As for the three great families' small grottos, Ye Zhi couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in his heart.    

    

As for the others, when they heard the First Elder's words, even if they already knew, their breathing had become somewhat hurried.    

    

"First Elder, I have a question about Ye Zhi."    

    

Nangong Ming suddenly said.    

    

The rest of them were stunned. Their eyes fell on Nangong Ming and Ye Zhi.    

    

Ye Zhi frowned.    

    

His impression of Nangong Ming was not good. Although he did not look like Nangong Yan and the others, his arrogant tone made him very unhappy.    

    

Nangong Huanxue raised her eyebrows and looked at Nangong Ming. She said, "Nangong Ming, don't cause trouble."    

    

"Miss Xue, this is for the Nangong family."    

    

Nangong Ming looked at Nangong Huanxue and said in a muffled voice.    

    

"First elder." He looked at the first elder.    

    

The First Elder wished he could kill him with one palm strike. He still had Ye Zhi's master's ultimate skill in his body. He could turn him into ashes with just a thought.    

    

If he really pissed Ye Zhi off, he would be the one to suffer.    

    

He looked at Nangong Ming, but at Ye Zhi.    

    

Ye Zhi narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "First Elder, ask him to ask."    

    

"Nangong Ming, say it." The First Elder pulled his face down and looked at Nangong Ming.    

    

"Ye Zhi, I admit that your talent is indeed amazing. You broke through to the Second Rank of Metamorphosis Stage realm in just two months." Even Nangong Ming was deeply frightened by Ye Zhi's speed of training.    

    

A cold glint appeared in his eyes as he changed the topic. "However, I want to know if you can still use that kind of strength when you forced back the cultivator of One Thought Stage with one punch that day in the battlefield."    

    

Everyone's brows were tightly knitted together. They did not understand what Nangong Ming wanted to express.    

    


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