117: C117 Rushing Thunder Chop

C117 Rushing Thunder Chop

A white energy shot to the sky and flashed across the sky. That sudden sharp aura covered the entire battle stage. The blade of the sword carried an ear-piercing explosive sound as it pierced through the horizon. The indomitable and powerful might from the blade was so sincere that it seemed as if it could split the sky in half.

Everyone was startled, never having thought that Yang Shao would erupt with such a terrifying attack as soon as he entered the arena.

Nalan Qi was also stunned for a moment before he sneered and slightly raised his sword. The thunderous sound also faded away and with a wave of his right hand, millions of purple strands of energy evolved from the sword blade. The rumbling sound was somewhat ear-piercing. Some of the people near the arena even covered their ears.

Tens of thousands of purple strands of energy converged into one, and the loud sound faded once more, colliding with Yang Shao's attack.

"Bang." With a loud noise, the two of them simultaneously retreated. Their armors began to emit dazzling rays of light. As the domineering Nalan Qi flipped his right hand, a purple martial power surged out from the center of his palm.

"Lightning element martial power?" The little demon's eyes revealed a strange light.

"Lightning attribute martial power?" Liang Haotian was slightly taken aback as well.

The Little Demon explained, "For some talented people, martial arts will also differentiate into different attributes. However, it was very rare. This thing can also be formed in the future, but from the looks of it, this kid should be an innate expert. "

Liang Haotian was slightly surprised. Once again, a strange light appeared in his eyes. It seemed that this world was truly strange. It would take a long time to figure it out.

"Rumble." Nalan Qi shouted and a purple ball of light shot out from the center of the energy ball towards Yang Shao.

After Yang Shao saw this, his hand moved slightly, and a white martial power burst forth from his palm. He calmly gazed at the purple ball, raised his right hand, and before it reached him, he shouted in a low voice, "Hand Chop!" With these words, Yang Shao's right hand chopped towards the purple ball of light. A clear energy wave swept out, and a sharp aura exploded forth.

"Bang." A light sound rang out, and the purple ball of light immediately burst apart. Yang Shao looked at it, the corners of his mouth slightly curving upwards, and once again rushed forward. "Along the way, white energy surged out of his body, and finally, when it was only a dozen meters away from Nalan Qi, his entire body was wrapped in white energy. From a distance, it looked like a closed circle.

The white ball of martial power trembled slightly. It immediately let out a low cry under everyone's gaze. The sword pierced out in front of Nalan Qi like lightning. Each time it trembled, it would leave behind numerous sword afterimages. From this, it could be seen how strong Yang Shao's speed was. In a split-second, the afterimages of the sword blocked Nalan Qi's entire escape route. He then started to head towards the south in a crafty manner.

The white afterimage of the sword suddenly stopped in midair, the tip of the sword still flashing with the same cold light. With the strengthening of the white martial power, each and every afterimage seemed to be real. A sharp and rich sound resounded within the arena. It was extremely ear-piercing.

"Break!" Nalan Qi suddenly shouted. When he came into contact with the characteristics of the Patterned Armor, his entire body began to spin. Then, his heavy longsword suddenly appeared above him and he ruthlessly chopped down in an extremely flat posture.

"Ding."

As the two swords clashed, a sharp aura continued to clash against each other, causing ripples to appear in the air.

"So powerful." As Liang Haotian watched the two fight, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. It seemed that it wasn't a coincidence that the other party had been able to reach this step. It was all due to his own strength. Otherwise, such a soul-stirring battle would not have occurred.

"That's right. To have such talent at such a young age. " The lesser demon couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Pausing for a moment, he continued, "You have to work hard, otherwise your chances of entering the shrine won't be very high."

After Liang Haotian heard this, he took a deep breath and nodded his head. Watching the battle on the stage, he clenched his fists tightly.

At this moment, the screams of the surrounding girls became even louder, causing Liang Haotian to have a bitter smile on his face …

When Nalan Qi was about to lose his balance after pushing the sword away, he raised his right hand and threw the sword to the ground. With a "peng" sound, a strong force hit him, and Nalan Qi was able to balance his body. A cold light flashed through his eyes as he looked at Yang Shao. If it hadn't been for that reaction just now, he probably would've been injured long ago.

"Taking a deep breath, Nalan Qi lifted up his sword once again and let out a faint glow mixed with a hint of purple." "Rushing Thunder Chop." "With these words, Nalan Qi's body suddenly moved, and an earth-shattering sword shadow appeared. Nalan Qi once again let out a low shout, and his body rushed forward. Within the space of a few breaths, the countless thunderous sword shadows rushed towards Yang Shao.

Just from this cultivation technique, one could tell that Nalan Qi had some ability. He was definitely not someone an ordinary Dou Wang could compare with. Therefore, when Nalan Qi used this move, it once again caused many girls to scream.

However, at the same time they screamed, Yang Shao appeared calmer. He slightly raised his arm, and his sword carried a blurry shadow. Although it didn't seem like he had any strength, the sword contained a wave that was as profound as the sea. Waves after waves of fierce attacks were won.

"Earth Grade Qi Method." Looking at Hannya's energy, the little demon couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and then said again: "But it's a pity for a Dou Wang to use such a cultivation technique. If someone above the Royal Grade were to use this cultivation method, I believe that they would be even more powerful. "

When Liang Haotian heard this, his eyes revealed a trace of surprise. He nodded his head slightly, but didn't say anything.

Nalan Qi also felt the strange force coming from Fang Xingjian's sword. His complexion slightly changed. He could clearly feel that Fang Xingjian's sword was faintly inhaling.

"Strange." An arrow turned in Nalan Qi's mind, and with a low shout, a sword shadow instantly pierced towards Yang Shao's chest. However, as soon as the sword shadow appeared, Yang Shao's strange rhythmic sword beam suddenly accelerated, and a terrifying suction force exploded forth once again, directly deflecting the opponent's attack. Following that, Yang Shao lifted his right hand and imprinted it onto Nalan Qi's chest.

"Bang." At the critical moment, Nalan Qi also coldly shouted and clapped without any hesitation. Following the transmission of the truth, two figures shot out.

After that, Nalan Qi quickly stabilized his body and stepped back.2

Yang Shao was the same, and he smiled. Although they were evenly matched a moment ago, he still held the upper hand. His confidence in this battle grew once again.

Nalan Qi also saw the strange look on Yang Shao's face and sneered. He swung his sword horizontally; wanting to defeat him wouldn't be so easy. Thinking of this, a stern look flashed in Nalan Qi's eyes. He slightly curled his left hand's five fingers, forming a strange claw print. In the palm of his hand, a purple Martial Skill could be faintly seen, as if he was holding something high.

The two of them suddenly fell into silence, which attracted everyone's attention. Some of the stronger seniors could feel the surging martial power radiating from their bodies. Clearly, the next round of confrontation would be the last one. And in this round, there would also be one person who would lose. Who could it be? Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Who do you think will win?" The Little Demon Empress' voice rang out again.

"Eh. "This …!" When Liang Haotian heard this, he forced a smile and slowly said, "Although it's very difficult, I feel that Yang Shao has a higher chance of winning."

"Mm, it's more obvious this time. "Be careful when you go all out and fight Yang Shao. I feel like this person still has tricks up his sleeve." The small demon slowly said after narrowing his eyes for a moment.

When Liang Haotian heard this, he nodded his head heavily. His eyes revealed a serious expression. There were thirty people. Although he did not know who they were, he knew in his heart that each of them was not a simple existence.

Just as Liang Haotian was deep in thought, the two of them moved at the same time. With a thunderous sound, two terrifying energies collided in the sky. Violent ripples spread out like water ripples. The sword was raised at the same time. Ding! He flung away his sword at the same time, and both of his palms exploded forth.

"Bang." A terrifying energy swept out once more as the two of them were sent flying at the same time.

"Great Wisdom Palm." The one Yang Shao had retreated to suddenly let out a low growl. He raised his right hand again and an illusory palm landed on Nalan Qi's body.

"Bang." With a light sound, and a stuffy groan, Nalan Qi spat out a mouthful of blood and heavily fell to the ground, while Yang Shao's body retreated a few steps before he stopped. "As Nalan Qi fell to the ground, he put away his equipment and slowly said," "Brother Nalan, you've let me win.

At this moment, Nalan Qi's face was extremely ugly, especially with his eyes full of viciousness. He never thought that his opponent would be so strong. He gritted his teeth. Although he was unwilling, he knew that he had lost. He had truly lost. Propping himself up with his sword, Nalan Qi glanced at Yang Shao and said, "Brother is indeed very strong." "Nalan Qi is impressed." After he finished speaking, he didn't say anything else and directly jumped down …

"This morning's battle will end here. We'll continue in the afternoon." The vice principal indifferently said a few words before turning around and leaving.

When Liang Haotian saw this, he was slightly startled. Only now did he realize that it was already noon. He was secretly surprised. It was only the third battle but he was still happy to know that Yami had won. He looked at her and said, "Congratulations on your victory."

Amie nodded as she heard the news. She looked at the crowd and walked out of the school.

After seeing this, Liang Haotian followed closely behind.

Just as the two of them were walking out, two girls ran over.

"Meng'er, look, the competition is over. I told you to come earlier, but you didn't say anything. " A woman pulled Xue Meng'er to Stage One and discovered that the crowd had dispersed.

Hearing that, Xue Meng'er's beautiful face revealed a slight smile, and she slowly said, "I was just reading that book. I already said that you would come first if things really don't go well. "

"Hmph, no way. You're delaying me from watching the competition." Invite me to lunch. " The girl couldn't help but call out to Xue Meng'er.

"Hur hur, alright." Xue Meng'er smiled helplessly as the two girls walked towards the school's cafeteria.

"That damned old man won't let me go out and watch the match. I really don't know why my grandfather wanted you to become my master. "This is so infuriating." At this moment, in one of the rooms, there was a girl dressed in red. Her charming face had a trace of depression and a trace of helplessness. His eyes flickered as he looked around, and with the corners of his lips curled up, he ran out of the room.

"Yan'er, where are you going?" A voice slowly sounded, causing the lady in red to be slightly taken aback.

After hearing that, the girl's face immediately became bitter and said, "I'm going out for a walk. After training for so many days, I should be tired. "

"Come back and cultivate, or else I'll tell your grandfather." The voice was neither rushed nor impatient.

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