2022: C2022 shock and confusion

C2022 shock and confusion

"How is this possible, Junior Brother Ling Xuanchen, you actually lost again!"

"He actually suffered a loss this time, it's bleeding! Unbelievable!"

"That young man's martial skills are all very powerful. Moreover, this young man practiced them to at least the small success stage."

"The second move's golden palm technique is extraordinary. If it wasn't for mastery, it wouldn't have such an effect. This young man isn't easy to deal with."

When the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect disciples saw that Ling Xuanchen was actually injured and bleeding, their eyes trembled as they exclaimed in shock. Some of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect disciples also calmed down and started to take Yang Liefeng's strength seriously.

"How can Ling Shen not be a match for that brat? How can this be? I won't accept this, I won't accept this!"

"That's right, Ling Shen definitely underestimated that brat's strength. He didn't use his full strength, which was why he suffered such a loss. Otherwise, with Ling Shen's strength, how could he not be able to beat him?"

"That's right, Ling Shen, don't underestimate that kid. He seems to have some strength, so show me all of your strength!"

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Ling Xuanchen's brainless fans found it hard to accept what they were seeing at the moment, and shouted at Ling Xuanchen loudly.

"Dammit. How much face did this brat have today? I must immediately let him know how strong I am."

Ling Xuanchen's chest was hurting slightly, his face was gloomy and gloomy like water, and he felt extremely embarrassed, it was blushing, the spirit energy around his body was surging, the cold air was bursting, a cold energy was bursting out from his body, and even Yang Liefeng, who was not far away, instantly felt the temperature dropping.

Yang Liefeng's eyes slightly contracted as he thought to himself, "Are we going to use our talents now?"

"Screech!"

The next moment, he saw the cold energy around Ling Xuan erupt out, and a cold energy rush towards the sky. Above his head, it formed an ice eagle with a pair of wings spread out, and a sharp gaze.

This was Ling Xuanchen's innate talent, the Ice Eagle Soul. It was a type of martial spirit talent, and could be considered a very strong innate talent.

This talent could turn the spirit energy in Ling Xuanchen's body into ice type spirit energy. When he used an ice type martial skill, his power would greatly increase and he could even use his martial spirit to fight.

At that moment, Ling Xuanchen wanted to directly use his martial spirit in battle, which was considered his big secret, his martial arts could not compete with Yang Liefeng, so other than using that last method, he could only use this one. Compared to that method, Ling Xuanchen felt that it was better for him to use this method.

"Screech!"

"Huhuhu"

In the next instant, its wings flapped, and the howling cold wind assaulted Yang Liefeng. In the process, an ice awl formed within the cold wind, which was incomparably sharp, as if it assaulted Yang Liefeng.

Yang Liefeng was not afraid, when he raised his hand, a dense amount of Spirit Qi, mixed with some of the Chaos Bloodline's power formed a Spirit Qi whirlpool in front of his body.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Crack crack crack."

The cold wind carrying the ice awl smashed onto the spirit energy whirlpool in front of Yang Liefeng, and it instantly twisted and swept away. Even though the ice awl was extremely hard, it was still shattered into pieces by the rotation.

"Let's get serious. There's no need to test me out. You should have some idea of my strength now, right?" Yang Liefeng flung out his hand and the vortex of spirit energy around him dissipated. Looking at the sky, Ling Xuanchen who was spreading his wings said.

"As you wish!" Ling Xuanchen's face paled slightly as he spoke with an ice-cold look in his eyes. This was because after the Ice Eagle's soul left his body, his power had immediately weakened greatly.

"Screech!"

Under Ling Xuanchen's control, the Frigid Ice Eagle's soul flapped its wings, brought along a cold wind, and shot towards Yang Liefeng like a sharp arrow. Its sharp beak was like the sickle of the god of death, able to captivate souls and take their lives.

"Hu hu"

In next to no time, the soul of the Cold Ice Eagle appeared above Yang Liefeng's head as it swooped down towards him.0

Yang Liefeng's eyes were calm, without a shred of fear, he activated the Chaos Bloodline's power with all his might and threw out a punch wrapped in extremely dense spirit energy.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Yang Liefeng's fist landed on one of the sharp claws of the Frigid Ice Eagle Soul.

Everyone thought that Yang Liefeng was going to lose, since Yang Liefeng's punch had blocked out the Chaos Bloodline's power. It looked like a normal punch, how could he be a match to Ling Xuanchen's powerful talent, the Frigid Eagles Soul?

In the next moment, under everyone's astonished gaze, Yang Liefeng did not even budge an inch. His body was as straight as a mountain, and that Cold Ice Eagle soul was actually smashed into the air, creating a parabola in the air.

Ling Xuanchen's gaze trembled and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Since the Ice Eagle Soul was connected to his Qi channels, he would naturally receive feedback if his Ice Eagle Soul received a heavy blow.

After spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood, Ling Xuanchen immediately controlled the Cold Ice Eagle Soul in the air to stabilize his body. A white light suddenly appeared on the body of the Cold Ice Eagle Soul, which looked faintly discernible, as if it was about to dissipate.

"How can this be!"

"How is this possible? How can a casual punch from that boy be so powerful?!"

"That's Senior Brother Ling Xuanchen's Martial Spirit, the Ice Hawk's soul! How could it be blown away by that brat's fist, it's even an ordinary fist!"

"Furthermore, from the looks of it, Senior Brother Ling Xuanchen is severely injured. It can be seen how powerful that brat's punch is!"

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As expected, when Ling Xuanchen used his martial spirit, he still managed to injure Yang Liefeng's hand. The disciples of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect were all shocked, even the leaders of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect were all amazed, unable to believe their eyes.

"Impossible! Ling Shen used his innate talent, he can't possibly lose to this brat!"

Ling Xuanchen's brainless fans found it hard to accept what had just happened and cried out.

"This kid is very strange. That punch was clearly very ordinary!"

"That's right. How could an ordinary punch be so powerful?"

The leaders of the Southern Guardian King's Mansion, the Zhennan Wang City's Four Great Families, the Ancient Family's Nan Gong Family and other great powers all revealed puzzled expressions. They really could not understand Yang Liefeng's punch.

Yang Liefeng had blocked the power of his bloodline and was only releasing spirit energy. Looking at it, it was obviously a very ordinary punch, so an ordinary punch being able to blow away the Ice Eagle's soul was indeed shocking and puzzling.

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