509: C509 It's Real

C509 It's Real

Under the eyes of countless people in Holy Domain, Ye Qi'er and Di Su finally started their fight on the white jade stage.

This was the fifth match.

The people in the Holy Domain were all excited.

Witnessing Di Su reversing time and time again, they had already seen the scene of Di Su winning all five matches.

"Don't tell me Mrs Ye is going to send that Son of Qilin on the stage?"

Di Su looked at Ye Qi'er with a mocking expression, not putting her in his eyes at all.

In his eyes, among the younger generation of Five Noble Families, only Ye Lin, Son of Qilin, was worthy of being his opponent.

There was no other reason, it was only because of Son of Qilin's name.

Son of Qilin, the Saint, these two Twin Stars' sons, they had to decide the winner today.

In front of so many people, they wanted to let the people of Five Noble Families know that the Holy Domain was the strongest.

Ye Lin, this wandering Son of Qilin, was just a joke. He was no match for Ye Lin at all.

The position of commander could only be assumed by Holy Lord!

The others were not qualified!

"The Holy Son seems very confident." Ye Qi'er said indifferently.

Di Su proudly crossed his arms and raised his head, saying, "Of course. Your Five Noble Families has already lost four people. You will be the next one!"

He did not say the last one because the opponent he mentioned was Ye Lin.

Di Su looked past Ye Qi'er and looked at Ye Lin.

What made Di Su angry was that Ye Lin was carefully taking care of Bai Lanjun on the platform. He showed off his affection and stayed out of it. He was not interested in the battle on the platform.

This made him very angry.

Now that the Five Noble Families and Holy Domain were fighting, this Son of Qilin was still so relaxed and carefree.

Didn't he feel ashamed?

You guys have lost so badly!

Di Su, who thought he was the final victor and the main character, was disrespected by Ye Lin. His heart was filled with dissatisfaction.

"Go on, my opponent is Ye Lin!" Di Su shouted.

Boom!

Di Su's figure instantly disappeared from where he stood. With a fierce force, he shot towards Ye Qi'er's back.

"Go down!"

Di Su's strong palm hit Ye Qi'er's back heavily. But what was surprising was that his palm actually went through her back directly to the front of her body.

Di Su's eyes narrowed, and Ye Qi'er's body disappeared after his palm went through her.

"Afterimage?" Di Su murmured.

Ye Qi'er was so fast.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a powerful aura appeared. Di Su suddenly raised his head. Above his head, Ye Qi'er appeared.

In the air, Ye Qi'er's entire body was flickering with golden light, and her palm was flickering with golden flames.

"Qilin Palm!"

Ye Qi'er's pretty face was indifferent. The Bloodline Flame golden light that surged out from her body shook greatly. Immediately, the solidified Spiritual Qi left behind afterimages in the air. The palm print smashed downwards, bringing out a golden tail scar.

Bang!

The Qilin Palm descended with lightning like speed. Finally, it smashed onto Di Su's body like a meteor.

Bang!

Di Su was knocked back. This scene shocked everyone present.

Di Su landed on the ground. Spiritual energy quickly surged, and he was about to launch a counterattack.

At this moment, Ye Qi'er's second attack came.

Bang!

Ye Qi'er did not give Di Su any time to attack and knocked him back again.

"Damn it!"

Di Su's face was heavy. He felt that Ye Qi'er specifically chose a time to not let him make a move.

"Ye Lin told me that every time you make a move, you will accumulate strength. That is when you stop moving. As long as I find this gap, I can seize the initiative." Ye Qi'er said.

Di Su looked at Ye Lin in disbelief. He could see some of his habits when making moves.

How was that possible!

Ye Qi'er's palm moved. Under Di Su's shocked gaze, it hit him hard.

Bang!

Di Su spat out blood. Immediately, he felt the blood in his body churn and he spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

Then, under the shocked gazes of countless people from the Holy Domain, he was suppressed by Ye Qi'er.

Kacha!

Di Su fell onto the arena in a sorry state. Because the arena beneath him could not withstand Ye Qi'er's palm energy, a large dent appeared on it. Di Su's body fell into the pit.

"How could this be!"

The people from Holy Domain who were watching exclaimed. Their expressions changed drastically as they looked at Di Su who was lying on the stage.

That was their son! Why was he in such a sorry state?

It was impossible for him to lose!

Holy Lord, who was sitting on the throne, frowned slightly. He wasn't looking at Di Su, but Ye Lin.

"It's this Son of Qilin again. He can find Di Su's Little Western Pass. His eyesight is not something that can be easily trained." Holy Lord thought to himself.1

He naturally knew Di Su's habits very well, but he did not expect Ye Lin to find out.

Holy Lord would rather believe that Ye Tianloong and the other old men had found out about Di Su's subtle habits than Ye Lin.

Because Ye Lin and Di Su could be said to be from the same generation, Ye Lin was so outstanding that he wouldn't be able to preserve the face of Holy Domain.

Holy Lord's fingers tapped on the armrest with a profound look in his eyes.

Ye Tianloong and the others did not remind the people who were going to fight. Instead, it was Ye Lin, who was a junior. This made Holy Lord feel a little awkward, and it was not good to blame him.

On Ye Tianloong's side.

Seeing Ye Qi'er suppress Di Su, everyone applauded and cheered, and their voices were very loud.

One person's voice almost suppressed the entire audience.

The faces of the people from Holy Domain were ashen, as ugly as could be.

"Although he won by surprise, it doesn't seem to cause any harm to this Di Su... The Saint really can't take it." Ye Lin squinted his eyes and looked at the battlefield.

In the arena.

Di Su propped up his body and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Ye Lin coldly.

So it was Ye Lin.

It was all because of Ye Lin's guidance that the short battle had been prolonged for so long.

Under the gazes of everyone present, Di Su slowly stood up. The Spiritual Qi under his feet rotated slightly, lifting his body up in the air.

"Since that's the case, I won't hold back anymore. I must force him out and see how strong Son of Qilin is."

Di Su grinned coldly. He clenched his palm and a silver folding fan appeared in his hand.

The powerful force contained within this folding fan was not a low grade spirit weapon.

Di Su held this folding fan. This person's aura had increased by quite a bit, giving Ye Qi'er a heavy pressure.

"Di Su is finally serious."

Ye Lin and the others' eyes became serious.

* Hua La *

He opened his folding fan, and in an instant, a bright light burst out!

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