Taikoo Tiansheng

Xiao Muyang stood proudly in the center of the ring, his long hair dancing with the wind, at this moment, he showed his sharpness and vigor.

The crowd stared at the figure of the young man in white, and seemed to feel a sense of pride from him, defeating the enemy with one punch, as if he was proving something.

Fang Zheng's face looked a little ugly, is this provoking him?

"Next!" Fang Zheng said directly, without giving Xiao Muyang any time to rest.

As the voice fell, another figure stepped out. It was a tall and thin young man, about 16 years old, in the Ninth Level of Body Training Awakening Realm, and he had already condensed the soul of life.

"Excuse me, can I use weapons to fight?" The tall and thin young man looked at Fang Zheng and asked.

"can."

Fang Zheng nodded and said, although the elders of the school mentioned that the use of weapons is generally not allowed in the general examination to avoid casualties, but there is no explicit prohibition, so the use of weapons should not be a big problem. Taking a step back, even if something happened, Ye Chen will also help around.

"Okay." A playful smile flashed across the face of the thin and tall young man, and he grasped the palm of his hand, and a silver spear appeared out of thin air, and a faint wave of spiritual power emanated from the barrel of the gun.

"That's... a spiritual weapon!" The pupils of the crowd suddenly shrank, and all their eyes were focused on the silver spear. Although it was only a low-grade spiritual weapon of the first order, the fluctuation of spiritual power was not very strong, but it was a spiritual weapon after all, and it could still be used. It exerts several times the power of ordinary weapons, which should not be underestimated.

Fang Zheng looked at Xiao Muyang, with a sneer in his eyes, the opponent held a first-order spirit weapon, coupled with the suppression of two small realms, this time he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

Seeing that Xiao Muyang's expression was still as calm as before, he took out the long sword from the Qiankun bag, and the eyes of the crowd looked at the long sword instantly, and then a look of disappointment appeared on their faces.

I thought it was a spiritual weapon, but I didn't expect it to be just an ordinary sword.

"Ordinary weapons, how can they be compared with the spiritual weapons in my hands!" The thin and tall young man showed a hint of disdain, looked at Xiao Muyang and said proudly: "Swords and guns have no eyes, if you don't want to die, it's too late to get out now!"

"Although spiritual weapons are strong, it depends on who uses them."

Xiao Muyang uttered a voice, and after he finished speaking, his body floated out like the wind, agile and nimble, he swung his hand and slashed out a sword, a majestic sword force roared out like a long river, and the aura in the space seemed to be urged by the sword force, converging In one place, it faintly turned into a huge sword, with overwhelming power.

"Bluffer!" The tall and thin young man looked dismissive, and the silver spear in his hand came out fiercely.

"Buzz." There was a buzzing sound, the giant sword fell down and collided with the spear, making a loud noise, the giant sword dissipated invisible, and the spear trembled violently.

A muffled hum sound came out, and the next moment everyone saw a figure that was blown away by more than ten steps. However, it was not the Xiao Muyang they expected, but the tall and thin young man!

"How is this possible?" Everyone in the crowd opened their eyes wide, witnessing the tall and thin young man being knocked out with their own eyes, their hearts were filled with turmoil, and they couldn't believe it was true.

With the help of spirit soldiers, they lost in a head-on collision?

Is the spiritual weapon in his hand a fake?

"That sword power...is very strong!" Fang Zheng stared at Xiao Muyang, a deep meaning flashed in his eyes, he never thought that this person, who was only at the Spirit Controlling Realm, could master the sword power to such an extent that he could condense the sword power Transformation, so even if the opponent is holding a spiritual weapon, it is not as explosive as it is.

After all, it is only a low-grade spirit weapon of the first order, and its power increase is not very strong.

"I don't accept it, come again!" The thin and tall young man roared, and his body rushed out with a sense of rage, obviously this time he was serious and went all out.

Xiao Muyang stared at the figure rushing towards the opponent, the speed of the opponent was constantly slowing down in his pupils, and every movement gradually became clear, as if every move was under his control.

"Bang." There was a sound of piercing through the air, and the spear pierced Xiao Muyang's body like a silver lightning, with a swift force, and there were strands of light flowing on the gun body, increasing the power of the spear.

Many people stared at this scene, and their breathing became slow. Ye Chen in the crowd was also watching the battle on the ring, his eyes were extremely cold, showing a bit of killing intent, he didn't believe that Xiao Muyang still Can not die.

But at this moment, Xiao Muyang's body was slightly sideways, and the spear passed by him, causing the hearts of the spectators to tremble suddenly. How did he do it with such a fast reaction speed?

"You escaped." The thin and tall young man looked startled, the spear continued to sweep out, and a terrifying force of the spear swept towards Xiao Muyang. Xiao Muyang's arm trembled, and the sword burst continuously, breaking the spear force.

At the same time, Xiao Muyang stepped out quickly, and the next moment, he appeared beside the tall and thin young man.

Seeing Xiao Muyang approaching him suddenly, the thin and tall young man's expression became a little flustered, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Then he saw a terrifying sword energy attacking him. This sword was more domineering than the previous one, and even made him feel a little irresistible.

The aura of the Ninth Level of Body Forging Realm was released to the extreme, he let out a roar, and thrust his spear forward again, trying to break through the sword aura.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the sword energy collided with the long spear, the thin and tall young man's tiger's mouth was directly shattered, and the long spear flew out of his hand.

But Xiao Muyang did not stop, and continued to move forward, raising the sword in his hand, and another powerful sword energy condensed into shape.

The sword qi clattered, releasing a faint killing intent.

Looking at the sword energy hanging in the air, the thin and tall young man was still unwilling to admit defeat, he pushed forward with both hands, and an illusory long spear appeared in the air, which was the soul of his life.

"Cut." Xiao Muyang uttered a word, and the sword energy followed the trend to kill.

A shattering sound came out, the sword energy pierced through the spear's soul, the spear shattered, the thin and tall young man trembled, spit out a mouthful of blood, and half knelt on the ring.

"Again, is there any difference in the result?" Xiao Muyang glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left.

The tall and thin young man raised his head and looked at Xiao Muyang's leaving back, his heart was full of frustration and despair.

With one sword, the opponent defeated him with only one sword.

At this moment, he couldn't help but doubt his own strength. Is the gap between them really that big?

"Crack!" Ye Chen clenched his fists tightly, a look of indifference flashed in his eyes, it seemed that he really underestimated this young master of the Xiao family.

Originally, he didn't quite believe what the man in the bamboo hat said, but now, he finally believed it.

Now Xiao Muyang's strength is comparable to that of a character in the spirit wheel, and the body training level can't threaten him at all.

At this moment, the space on the arena fell into a strange silence, and many people stared at Xiao Muyang with a hint of fear.

If it is said that he won the first match by luck, then this match just now is enough to prove his strength.

A person at the ninth level of physical training went all out, even with the help of spiritual weapons, he was defeated by a single sword. The difference in strength between the two is obvious at a glance.

But it wasn't that the thin and tall young man was too weak, but that Xiao Muyang was a bit terrifyingly strong.

At this moment, many people suddenly looked at Fang Zheng, and saw that his face was very ugly.

Before Fang Zheng obviously intended to target Xiao Muyang, many people saw it, but they didn't dare to say it out. After all, Fang Zheng was an examiner and possessed extremely high power.

And just now Xiao Muyang defeated the two opponents with an extremely strong posture. From a certain point of view, this is undoubtedly slapping Fang Zheng in the face, and the effect is very significant.

"Is there anyone else?" Fang Zheng said to the crowd. Although he was very upset at the moment and wished to kill Xiao Muyang on the spot, the trial still had to continue.

Fang Zheng's voice fell, and there was a silence among the crowd, no one dared to go out easily.

Xiao Muyang defeated a person in the ninth level of body training with a sword, and his combat power was so strong that even some people were confident in their own strength, they did not dare to try it easily. After all, they only had one chance, and they had no confidence to take risks.

And this is only the first place, there are still opportunities later.

"I didn't expect you to have some strength, which surprised me." At this moment, a joking voice came from the crowd.

I saw one direction, the crowd parted to the two sides, and a figure of a young man in purple stepped out, with his head held high, with a clear hint of pride on his face, as if he was born extraordinary and aloof.

"It's him." Xiao Muyang saw that the pupils of the purple-clothed boy shrank slightly, and then his face became a little colder. It seemed that this person deliberately went to the same ring with him, and his intention was self-evident.

"It's Du Ning, and he's actually in this arena!" A figure said with a shocked expression, obviously knowing the origin of the purple-clothed boy.

"Who is Du Ning?" The person next to him showed a puzzled expression.

"One of the three geniuses in Yongzhou City, Du Ning's cultivation has reached the peak of the Ninth Layer of Body Training Realm. If he wants to make a move, this person will definitely lose!" The man said in a positive tone, as if he was very impressed by Du Ning's strength. Confidence, just because he is also from Yongzhou City, knowing how strong Du Ning's talent is.

Many people's eyes showed a hint of admiration. Yongzhou City is one of the nine main cities. This person can be listed as one of the three geniuses. It is conceivable that his strength is absolutely extraordinary.

Seeing the adoring eyes of the crowd around him, the pride on Du Ning's face became more and more intense.

He was not admitted by Yuncang Academy in advance, so he had to show his great strength in the Yuncang General Examination, so that the teachers of Yuncang Academy could see his brilliance.

"People from Yongzhou City." Xiao Muyang's eyes flashed, and he finally understood why Du Ning stood with Ye Chen. He must have been instructed by Ye Chen to come to this arena.

Ye Chen wanted to use Du Ning's hand to prevent him from entering Yuncang Academy.

"It's really 'good intentions'!" The corner of Xiao Muyang's mouth curled up with a sarcasm. Ye Chen deliberately wanted to harm him. If he failed to achieve his wish, he didn't know how he would feel.