C180 So Strong

While everyone was holding their breath and waiting, the judge on the stage finally shouted out the name list of the next person to fight this young man from the Ye family. Patriarch Mu Rong, who was sitting in the judges' seats, couldn't help but feel nervous even though he said he was determined to win. His half-opened and half-closed eyelids twitched crazily as he said, "We met so soon?"

"The Mu Rong family? We finally have a worthy opponent?" On the stage, Ye Jun's body froze. Of course, he knew the importance of such an ancient family in the Dragon Phoenix Continent. They were no weaker than the Ye family. He was sure that the disciples who could participate in the competition were not ordinary people.

"Swoosh ~!" On the south side of the stage, there was a figure who was incomparably agile. He flew forward and slightly cupped his fist toward Ye Jun. His eyes were filled with fear as he said, "Brother Ye? I, Mu Rong Xing, am. . . Please enlighten me. " After a short and experienced introduction, the other party was still as indifferent as ice. There was no response. Murong Xing did not think too much of it, because this fellow did indeed have the right to be arrogant. In the blink of an eye. . . The black ring on his hand began to emit tiny ripples.

"Bang ~!" The black fog that shot out entangled for a long time. After it dissipated, a steel-like black puppet appeared. There was not a trace of life on its steel-like skin, and it absorbed all the light in its surroundings.

"This is the legendary Desolate Battle Puppet that possesses the strength of an Emperor Level Expert?" Everyone present widened their eyes and stared curiously at the arena. It emitted a noise that surged to the heavens and sucked in a breath of cold air.

"This thing does have the power to match the Emperor Level Expert, but it doesn't know pain. It will be even more difficult to deal with compared to the former. " Nalan Chongwu, with his sharp senses, looked at the puppet that was regarded as the most precious treasure by the Mu Rong family and praised.

It seemed like Mu Rong Xing was also feeling terrified in his heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have revealed such a trump card as soon as he arrived. Shui Wuying, who was standing in the distance, had a panoramic view of everything that had happened. He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

When he saw the young man who had just stepped onto the stage, it was as if he had just taken out the ultimate treasure of his family. Ye Jun shook his head and sighed helplessly. "Do you really think that you can reverse the outcome of your defeat with just a lifeless object? What a joke! Today, I will tell you one thing. Borrowing external help to win the battle. This is a disgrace to our generation. " After saying that, he slightly raised his hands, and a yellow light leaked out from under his sleeves. It was as if two bracelets were beautiful. At this moment, even Martial Immortal Fu Bo, who was sitting on the judges' panel, looked at the two bracelets. Deep in his eyes, he couldn't help but praise Martial Immortal Fu Bo.

"Cultivation Method, Mountain Suppression Ring. " Below the stage, Nalan Chongwu's eyes were as sharp as needles. He stared at the bracelet made of golden light on Ye Jun's wrist and exclaimed.

Nalan Wenqiu, who was standing aside, was even more shocked. This kind of cultivation method started with carrying ten thousand kilograms of weight. If one was not careful, there was a possibility that one's bones would break and tendons would break. Two of them were twenty thousand jin of weight. Just thinking about it made people feel dizzy. While cursing Ye Jun for being abnormal, they also looked at him with admiration.

"Open ~!" With a light shout, the cryptic dharma seal was finally completed. The condensed golden bracelet disappeared with a sound and disappeared without a trace. The moment he felt relaxed, Ye Jun exchanged his hands and rubbed his wrist. He closed his eyes with a smile on his face. He said to the ashen-faced Murong Xing, "With your current condition, it's more than enough to deal with you and that puppet. "

"What a shameless fellow! Today, on this arena. . . I, Mu Rong Xing, will make you pay for your arrogance. " After standing there for a long time, he finally became furious. He took the War-Desolating Combat Puppet with him and shot it out. Two silhouettes flew towards Ye Jun almost at the same time. "Zzzz ~!" The speed that made people speechless made everyone exclaim in shock. However, Ye Jun slightly raised his palm. With one hand, he steadily received the two sure-kill punches. No matter how the wind whistled through his body, it didn't matter. He was still as steady as a mountain and did not move at all.

"Such strength, yet you still have the face to represent the four great families to fight against this Ye. It was truly a joke. " His figure floated and disappeared, and a ghost-like voice sounded out. Since the voice came from behind Murong Xing, it terrified him to the point his soul almost left his body. It was already too late to turn his head. "Rumble!" The punch was ten times stronger than the previous one, and it landed on the back of the Mu Rong family disciple. "Wah ~!" The bright red blood left a string of red in the air. It headed straight towards the audience, where Nalan Chongwu was.

"Pa!" He, who was sitting in his seat, instantly stood up. He pushed both his hands against Murong Xing, who was flying towards him. He instantly felt a mountain-like force crushing down on him, causing his expression to change. He took a few steps back steadily before he was able to steady himself. At the same time, he looked at Ye Jun who was standing on the arena, full of combat intent. His opponent seemed to have noticed him as well, and lowered his head to look at Murong Chongwu. He smiled indifferently and said, "It seems like you can catch this piece of trash. Do you think you can compete with me? Please come on up the stage. " Before the referee could announce the result, The incomparably arrogant Ye Jun stretched out his hand and made an inviting gesture. At the same time, Nalan Shanhee, who was in the judging panel, felt his heart tighten. Mu Rong Hong looked at Mu Rong Xing, who was in Nalan Chongwu's arms, whose life and death was unknown. Deep in his eyes, there was a look of heartache.

"This disciple of the Ye family is really tricky. If it were me, I wouldn't have the confidence to defeat him in this arena. " Shui Wuying, who was standing in front of him, stared at Ye Jun who had defeated two of his opponents. He then spoke to his elder brother, Shui Wuhen, who had just recovered from his injuries, with an ashen face.

"Damn it, this is the Immortal Sect's selection. Why would the Ye family send such a disciple here? It's obvious that they are trying to ruin the competition. " Shui Wuhen looked at what had happened and cursed in a low voice.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid now?" Ye Jun, who had his eyes tightly shut, felt the hesitation on Nalan Chongwu's face. He mocked him with a sarcastic expression.

"Your cultivation base is indeed superb, but you want me, Nalan Chongwu, to retreat without fighting. Aren't you being a little too arrogant?" Putting down Mu Rong Xing, who was still in his arms, under the worried gazes of the surrounding people, He leapt onto the arena. In response to this sudden turn of events, Even the referee silently acquiesced, because among all the participants, Only Nalan Chongwu had a chance.

"You are the one from the Nalan Clan. The Nalan Chongwu who has the nickname of Minor Martial Immortal? No wonder you were able to receive the trash from the Mu Rong family. But I have something in common with you. You become a martial arts maniac. Once you fight, you love to fight to the death. If there are no other objections, let's begin? " Ye Jun was clearly a little surprised as he spoke with a smile.

"I did not expect that we would meet so soon. It really makes one feel anticipation. " Nalan Chongwu, who was standing not far away, narrowed his eyes, which were emitting a bright light. A rich fighting intent suddenly covered the entire Southern City Thunder Field, blowing away all the participating disciples in the nearby nine rings and sweeping them into the sky.

This scene was imprinted in everyone's mind, and at the same time, two clear words appeared in everyone's mind: "So strong!"