863: C863 Finger Flick

C863 Finger Flick

However, upon careful examination, I realized that it wasn't a real Earth Realm physical body. He had only just touched the threshold of an Earth Realm physical body and there were just a few strands of aura on it.

What is an Earth Realm body? It was the same as perfect body. If Ye Jing was really just an Earth level body, then what would happen to him? Do they even need to fall here to fight with others, or do they need to fall here to become playthings of nobility?

However, Ye Jing's physical body was at the Mortal Realm, and he had the ability to destroy the sixth level of the Innate realm.

Just this point alone was enough to determine that Ye Jing possessed the Body Refinement Scripture!

I suppressed my excitement and sat down again slowly. I didn't expect that I would run into Ye Jing so easily when I was looking for broken iron shoes.

Thinking back to that bloody trial in Three Great Families, Ye Jing was my biggest opponent at that time. He had the strength of a Great Perfection of the Earth Realm and was infinitely close to the Innate Realm, catching me off guard.

I also clearly saw the incident between Ye Jing and Faang Yi in the lake previously. This guy was a male in seconds.

He never thought that after all these years, Ye Jing would fall to such a state after his Ye Family was expelled. The scars all over his body clearly showed that he had suffered a lot.

Stabilizing my mind, I sat there with a peace of mind and started watching tonight's fight. I was very curious how strong Ye Jing was right now.

At this moment, the audience was in high spirits. They were shouting and cheering for the people who placed their bets.

"Wasn't Ye Jing previously a member of Ye Family?"

"I didn't expect him to be so powerful, but he's done for. Even he doesn't know how high his odds are. Everyone is counting on him to lose. It's best if he dies here."

"The last one to take advantage of the nine people in this revolving battle, I can guarantee that Ye Jing won't be able to hold on."

Amidst the loud cheers, nine people came out from the backstage one after another and sat down next to the huge arena. It seemed like the organizers had purposely done this because they didn't want to waste their time just because of these nine people.

Ye Jing stood at the corner of the stage with a tense expression and rubbed his hands together.

The host took the microphone and walked down the stage, saying: "The competition is about to begin, I believe everyone is very clear about the rules, death is death, and only living is the true winner here, and the strength is very close, very fair, at around the seventh stage of the Innate realm, there is no judge, and then we will invite the first opponent, Feng Xu."

As soon as the words left his mouth, a middle-aged man on the seats of the nine people immediately stood up and jumped up onto the stage, looking at Ye Jing with disdain: "Ye Jing, it's such a pity to meet me, Feng Xu, give up resisting, I will replace you and fight the eight people behind you until I become the hot topic of gambling! "It even attracted the attention of some powerful figures."

Ye Jing's temperament changed drastically. His expression became more indifferent and he didn't say a word.

Along with the ringing of the bell, Feng Xu took the lead and formed a fist with one hand, attacking at the same time, "Ye Jing, you are too good at pretending. Everyone is counting on you to die here, do you know how much benefits you have caused some people to lose?"

"My heart is already dead, why would I be afraid of death?" Ye Jing suddenly opened his mouth and spoke as if he was an emotionless zombie. When Feng Xu's finger attack came, he did not move at all as if he was indestructible.

With a bang, Ye Jing was not injured at all. Feng Xu was completely stunned, "That's impossible! What kind of body is this? Your body is actually stronger than the competition I watched a few days ago! "

"You only need to know that I will never kill you." Ye Jing grabbed Feng Xu's finger and forcefully broke it in the blink of an eye and then kicked out with his big foot.

Swoosh ~

Feng Xu became a rubber ball on the spot. Ye Jing kicked him a dozen meters away, smashing into the wall and breaking all the tendons and bones on his body. He was half dead.

Victory in one move!

The entire audience went into an uproar.

"Damn it, this Ye Jing actually became stronger."

"Motherf * cker, what is his body made out of? It's simply too strange. Even Feng Xu, who is at the seventh level of the Innate realm, was defeated in an instant."

"Don't worry, there are still eight people left. Ye Jing just wants to save some energy. After all, the strength of that last person is quite difficult to deal with."

The host looked at Feng Xu in a daze. After a while, he came back to his senses and said, "In the first round, Feng Xu lost his ability to resist. Ye Jing won. Next, we will invite the second person, Rao Chan."

I have been sitting in the audience stands, holding my chin as I silently look at Ye Jing. I thought to myself that Ye Jing was very talented, he could actually train to the Mortal Realm.1

Very quickly, Ye Jing began to fight again and again. Every time he attacked, he would deal a blow to the opponent.

Second, third, fourth...

Until there were only eight people left who were defeated. Many of the audience members were so angry that they were like a thunderclap. They shouted and cursed in the audience stands.

"Ye Jing, f * cking hell, can you just admit defeat?" Do you know how much money I have lost? "

"The money isn't a problem, I even bet on some good Pill."

"Damn it, this Ye Jing is the most popular guy in the world. If we want to make money for them, it's going to be too difficult for us to make a comeback. We can only see the last person. I heard that he comes from the East Ocean Continent, and is at the Eighth Layer of Nascent Level!"

When I looked away, there was only one middle-aged man left in the nine seats. He had a moustache, was wearing a Chinese robe, and was carrying an unsheathed katana.

After the eighth person was defeated, the middle-aged man of the East Ocean Continent cursed loudly. He suddenly unsheathed his blade and held it in his hands. His Qi was mixed with his blade and was extremely sharp.

"Die!" The middle-aged man wielded his blade and his killing intent was exposed.

Ye Jing became serious and did not dare to face the blade head on. He could not help but take a few steps back.

I squinted my eyes and cursed silently. Ye Jing didn't use inner qi from the beginning to the end. Could it be that his cultivation of inner qi is lagging behind because he only has a human body? If Ye Jing was stronger than the middle-aged man in the East Ocean Continent, he would definitely die tonight.

Because from what I've seen, Ye Jing's physical strength should match up with the peak of Xiantian seventh stage, and this East Ocean Martial Immortal is at the peak of Xiantian eighth stage.

As expected, Ye Jing started to retreat again and again. He was being suppressed by the middle-aged man, and his body was covered with wounds.

Seeing that Ye Jing was no match for him, the atmosphere in the audience stands reached its peak. Countless figures were cheering.

"Hahaha, I finally lost."

"The odds are high that they won't die from losing."

"Yamamoto Miche, use your full strength. It's too boring for you to tease Ye Jing like this."

The middle-aged man known as Yamamoto Michio smirked as he waved his blade. He took a deep breath and swung the blade from top to bottom with both of his hands.

In an instant, a two meter high triple Qi blade shot out, as if it was a killing blow.

"You nobles arranged the eighth level of the Innate realm to deal with me. It seems you really want me to die, what a joke. No matter how hard I tried, I was just a sacrifice between the hosts and the nobles." Ye Jing was shocked. He clenched his teeth tightly, but he could not break the spell. He could only retreat.

Unfortunately, this Triple Layered Wind Blade was too fast, Ye Jing had nowhere to retreat to.

At this moment, I was sitting in my original position. In the blink of an eye, my Qi Blade had collapsed, and a trace of pressure was inadvertently mixed in with it. The middle-aged Eastern Ocean martial artist could no longer endure it and fell to the ground, spitting out blood.

"This …" Ye Jing stopped. At the same time that he was shocked, he started looking around.

The entire audience was dumbfounded.

"What's going on?"

"Yamamoto Miche has lost?"

"Ye Jing won again. He must have used some sort of strange technique. Not only did he break the Qi blade, he even devoured Yamamoto Miche. Damn it."

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