It was just dawn on the second day, and there was a sea of people around the Blood Condensation arena. The people carrying benches and rations were so crowded that even the roof and walls were crawling with people. Everyone wanted to see it with their own eyes. Yesterday, Li Zhongyi's arm was broken with a punch. Wang Yue
When Wang Yue came in the morning light, the crowd was instantly excited. "Wang Yue! Wang Yue!" The shouts surged like a wave. I don't know who shouted first, "The number one genius in Fucheng!".
Immediately afterwards, countless people shouted, "The number one genius in Fucheng! The number one genius in Fucheng!"
The sound was wild and loud, causing the surrounding trees to shake slightly.
"Shut up!" Several young men from the family in the front row of the crowd shouted sternly, their faces livid, "He has only been fighting for one day, how can He De be called the city's top genius?"
One of them pointed at the ring with a tone of unwillingness. "Even if he defends for three days, does that mean he is the strongest? He defended Li Tongyuan for three consecutive days in the past few days. Isn't he considered the city's number one genius? Can Wang Yue beat Li Tongyuan?"
These words instantly sparked discussion, with someone echoing. "Yes, Li Tongyuan has killed thirteen Blood Qi masters in a row, Wang Yue has yet to meet a real tough opponent!" Some people retorted, "No matter how strong Li Tongyuan is, he has betrayed the Li family! Wang Yue actually defeated fifteen Blood Qi and Li Zhongyi!" Both sides insisted on their own opinions and got into a heated argument.
At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from the crowd, interrupting the argument. The man's arms were wrapped in thick bandages, his face was pale, but his eyes were sharp. He was the genius Ji Family who was defeated by Li Tongyuan a few days ago, Ji Lingxiao!
"It's Ji Lingxiao! Why is he here?" Someone in the audience exclaimed, "Wasn't his arm injured by Li Tongyuan? He dared to challenge Wang Yue before he recovered?" Everyone looked sideways, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Ji Lingxiao ignored the comments around him and stepped onto the ring step by step. The spear in his hand was inserted into the table with a clang, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at Wang Yue. His voice was hoarse but firm. "Wang Yue, I will challenge you!"
Wang Yue had a strange look on his face when he saw this, and looked at Ji Lingxiao's bandaged arm. The wound was obviously still healing, and there was even faint traces of blood at this moment.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his tone was somewhat cold. "You are still recovering from your injuries, so you are no match for me.
Now step down, I won't hurt you. "After a pause, he added, "Don't say you were injured, even if you are intact, if I want to defeat you, I can't defeat you in three moves! "
"Stop talking nonsense!" Ji Lingxiao looked ferocious, with a trace of humiliation and madness flashing in his eyes. After he was defeated by Li Tongyuan, he had already become the laughing stock of the city. No matter what, he would try to wash away the humiliation!
He held the gun with both hands, ignoring the severe pain in his arm, and his figure suddenly flashed. The tip of the gun turned into three afterimages, piercing Wang Yue's heart. "Three Flowers Gathering Cauldron!"
This is his ultimate trick. At this moment, even if it affects his wounds and Blood Qi goes against him, he still has to fight to the death!
"I don't know what's good and I'm bringing shame on myself!"
Wang Yue's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Facing the incoming gun shadow, he did not dodge or evade. His hands reached out like iron pliers and accurately grasped the real gun tip in the middle. Ji Lingxiao felt his wrist tighten, and a huge force came from him, making him unable to even move.
Wang Yue exerted force with one hand and pressed down suddenly! With a "pop", Ji Lingxiao was pressed by the huge force and fell to one knee on the ground. His knee hit the ring, making a dull sound.
"Ah!" The wound on his arm was violently affected, and Ji Lingxiao let out a cry of pain, but still gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat, and his pupils turned blood red due to pain and humiliation.
The thirteen Blood Qi in his body were running wildly and desperately, and his meridians were aching faintly due to the Blood Qi inversion. He wanted to struggle to get up, but was suppressed by the force of Wang Yue, unable to move.
In the audience, Ji Family and Ji Fushan were so stunned that they had tears in their eyes. They rushed to the edge of the stage and faced Wang Yue repeatedly. "We admit defeat! Mr. Wang, please show mercy! Please spare his life!"
His voice was trembling and his face was full of anxiety!
Wang Yue Hearing this, the violence in his eyes gradually faded away, and his cold fingers released the tip of the gun.
Ji Lingxiao couldn't hold on any longer, and fell limply on the ring, breathing heavily. The bandages on his arms were soaked with blood, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.
Ji Lingxiao looks desperate!
There was silence around the ring for a moment, and then loud cheers erupted. "Victory! Wang Yue wins, Ji Lingxiao is completely defeated!"
"I defeated Ji Lingxiao with one hand!" The person who had previously questioned Wang Yue was completely speechless at this moment.
Wang Yue looked down at Ji Lingxiao who fell to the ground, his eyes becoming calm.
To him, this is just another ordinary challenge on the road to defending the ring, and his goal is to defeat all opponents who dare to take the stage and make the entire Spirit Seeking Prefecture remember his name.
When Ji Lingxiao was carried off the ring, his face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't even lift his eyelids.
But his move, which was almost like hitting a stone with an egg, unexpectedly ignited the passion of several children of the aristocratic family. I don't know whether you were overwhelmed by the cheers around you, or you didn't want to show weakness in front of others, or maybe you felt that Wang Yue would be exhausted after continuous battles.
"I'll challenge you!" A Qingyu wearing a blue brocade robe jumped onto the ring. He is the core disciple of the Zhang Clan, Zhang Heng, Blood Condensation, and Blood Qi. He is also quite famous among the younger generation in Fucheng.
He held a long knife and stared at Wang Yue warily! "
Wang Yue glanced at him, there was no wave in his eyes, he just said calmly, "Let's take action."
When Zhang Heng saw this, he thought Wang Yue was at the end of his crossbow, and immediately shouted loudly, wrapped the long knife around Blood Qi and struck Wang Yue on the shoulder. "Wind Splitting Saber! "The wind of the sword roared, but it was somewhat imposing. Many Zhang Lineage people in the audience followed and cheered.
But before the sword light could get closer, Wang Yue's figure moved slightly and appeared in front of Zhang Heng in an instant.
Before the opponent could react, his right fist flew out with a sound of breaking through the air, hitting Zhang Heng in the chest.
"Poof! "Zhang Heng As if he was hit, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken. It hit the stone pillar at the edge of the ring, and the long knife clattered to the ground. He curled up on the ground, covering his chest and twitching continuously, showing that he was injured.
"Vulnerable."
Wang Yue closed his fists and spoke in a cold tone.
The faces of Zhang Lineage in the audience suddenly changed, and they hurriedly rushed to the stage to carry Zhang Heng away, not even daring to say a harsh word.
In just half a stick of incense time, three children from aristocratic families came on stage one after another, but they were all punched and kicked by Wang Yue. They could not survive even three moves.
Especially the final scene where Huang Qi was trampled and his ribs were broken, which made Wu Jie in the audience, who was about to make a move, instantly silenced.
Those children from aristocratic families who had previously wanted to challenge on stage lowered their heads and huddled in the crowd, not even daring to breathe. Wang Yue's attacks were getting harder and harder, showing that he was really angry. No one wanted to be the one who stood out and ended up with a wounded end.
The cheers around the ring gradually subsided and were replaced by an eerie silence.
Everyone looked at Wang Yue standing in the center of the ring, their eyes filled with awe and even a bit of fear.
The blood stains on Black Cloud Fist Armor had not yet dried up, and Shiba Yu Blood Qi lingered around him into a faint halo, making him like an unshakable god of war, commanding the entire audience.
Wang Yue looked around and saw the silent crowd in the audience, especially the shrinking children of aristocratic families, and the impatience in his heart completely exploded.
He suddenly raised his hand and punched the bluestone in the center of the arena. With a bang, the stone cracked instantly with spiderweb-like lines.
"Is there no one in the city?! "Wang Yue's shout sounded like thunder.
The shock caused the eardrums of everyone in the audience to buzz, "Is it possible that there is no one in the family?!"
The shouts fell, and the entire arena was completely silent.
No one dared to answer, even the children of the aristocratic family who had questioned Wang Yue before, now lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.
Wang Yue stood alone, his figure as tall as a pine tree, and his aura of looking down on the world made everyone feel chilly.