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Qingyang naturally understood the meaning behind Hong Tian's words. In that case, let's fight.

As he flew backwards, Hong Tian condensed two fireballs in his hands at the same time and threw them at Qingyang. At the same time, he tapped the ground with one foot and pounced towards Qingyang.

Qingyang smiled as he looked at the two fireballs flying towards him. He did not dare to be careless. The True Fire in the Aurous Core revolved crazily as a layer of golden light flowed around his arm. It was extremely beautiful.

"Hmm? Isn't that kid using the Dongfang Family's secret art? " With a squint of his eyes, Nan Rong Yan realized that the golden glow on his arm was very different from the Eastern family's martial art he was familiar with.

Carefully sensing his surroundings, Nanyun Rongyan was shocked to discover that the air around Qingyang's arm had already solidified and distorted. It was likely that the temperature here was extremely shocking.

As Nan Rongyan was in shock, the two fireballs also rushed in front of him. Everyone was also guessing how Qingyang would block these two flames. Was he trying to dodge them? Defense?

He saw Qingyang's body lean forward and suddenly burst forth with a single kick. Two fireballs appeared in the air, and before they landed on the ground, he did something that exceeded everyone's expectations.

The two small golden hands suddenly turned into claws and grasped the two balls of raging flames. Then, the two fireballs instantly disappeared and sparks flew all over the stone floor.

This extremely beautiful hand instantly stunned the four clans. The Mystic Bird fire of the Nan Rong family was extremely tyrannical. Even with Hong Tian's Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, ordinary people would not dare to clench their fists and destroy it like this.

In the past, Beitang Haifan had also used "Water Curtain Tian Hua" to block the South Rongtian dragon's flames. However, Qingyang had so easily destroyed the two flames with just his hands. How could this not surprise everyone?

As everyone was whispering to each other, Azure Sun floated down from the sky. He was extremely handsome. Hong Tian had already arrived behind him and struck out with a palm wrapped in dark red flames at the Azure Sun from behind.

"Yan Pao!"

The glow on the hand that was wrapped in flame suddenly soared with a loud cry. The bright-red glow swiftly spread over Hong Tian's entire arm. An extremely powerful hot energy surged out from the center of his palm. It was like a fierce beast roaring.

How could Qingyang not know that Hong Tian was behind this vicious attack? As soon as his body landed, he kicked lightly on the ground with one leg. An extremely abnormal flexibility was immediately displayed. Qingyang turned his body in the air in an unbelievable posture to face Hong Tian, who had unleashed "Yan Pao".

Just as Qingyang turned around, he caught a glimpse of Hong Tian, who had a cold smile on his face, and the powerful, fiery-red, burning attack that was swiftly approaching him.

"Boom!"

A loud sound rang out, shaking all the restrictions surrounding the martial stage. Everyone was shocked. Even a Spirit Refinement expert would have to use all of his strength to defend against such an attack.

"Hmph, my Nan Rong family's" Yan Pao "is not someone that a normal Foundation Establishment stage cultivator can withstand, not to mention that the kid is not prepared in the middle of the air." With a sneer, the Second Prince, Nalan Yanlong, showed some disdain.

"Brother Azure Sun, even if he doesn't die, he will at least be severely injured." Looking worriedly at the cracked martial arts testing field, Nan Rong Lei thought to himself.

"Azure Sun!" Lu Xianhan covered his small mouth with his hand as he shouted with a trembling voice. Then, he rushed up to the martial stage from his seat.

Holding onto Lu Xianhan with one hand, Dongfang Ming frowned as he looked towards the dust-filled martial stage and softly said, "Senior Sister, trust Brother Qingyang."

Hearing this, Lu Xianhan hesitated for a moment before nodding and sitting down. He clenched his slender fingers tightly and stared at the change in the arena in an extremely perturbed manner.

"Hmph, a talented guest of the Dongfang family, only mediocre." Hong Tian narrowed his eyes and looked at the dust and shattered bricks. He let out a cold snort. He was confident that if a Foundation Establishment cultivator wasn't able to withstand this attack, they would at least be seriously injured.

Nan Rongyan looked at Hong Tian's imposing aura with satisfaction and thought to himself, Maybe I think too highly of that thirteen year old boy.

Hong Tian's attack clearly wanted Qingyang to die. If someone of the same level were to have the Southern Champion family's' Yan Pao 'behind their back, it would basically be a death match. The people of the four clans all tacitly understood this, while Dongfang Yun clenched his fists as a trace of obvious anger surfaced on his face.

"Cough, cough."

A light cough drew the gazes of the people of the Four Clans back to the martial arena. That long and refined figure gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

"I didn't want to kill you." Xiao Yan dusted off the dust on his green robe. He glanced indifferently at Hong Tian, who was looking at him in shock, before speaking in a cold voice.

How could it be just Hong Tian who was shocked? Everyone present was astonished. The Azure Sun only had a head full of black hair that was leisurely hanging down his back. His clothes were slightly messy, as if the one that was hit by the fatal 'Yan Pao' was not him.

As for Nan Rong Yan, he was so shocked that he straightened up from his chair and narrowed his eyes at Qingyang who was standing in the middle of the fissure. It was as if he wanted to see through this mysterious youth in front of him.

"Interesting." Smiling at the green-clothed youth standing proudly on the stage, Beitang Haifan gulped down a cup of nectar in front of him.

"You ? "How is this possible!?" Staring blankly at the unharmed Qingyang, Hong Tian exclaimed in astonishment.

This was the first time that Qingyang had been angered by someone. He was not injured, but he was currently in a somewhat sorry state. Moreover, he knew that Hong Tian's attack earlier had already triggered his killing intent.

To those who wanted to get rid of him, was he trying to talk about benevolence and righteousness?

Before he could reply Hong Tian, Qingyang's figure had already disappeared from his original spot. Before Hong Tian could recover, Qingyang had already appeared before him.

Fluorescent light circulated on one of his hands. There was no other spell, and his palm struck down at Hong Tian's chest. It was just that a layer of True Fire was attached to his palm.

Hong Tian was no ordinary person. When he saw Qingyang disappear, he had already recovered from his shock. He subconsciously circulated his true energy crazily into his arms while crossing his arms in front of his chest. He was met with Qingyang's palm strike that was just like a martial art ? ? Pouncing of tigers.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor was there any flying dust. There was only the figure of a person flying backwards, and the speck of scarlet that was floating in the air.

"Boom!"

With a loud sound, Hong Tian crashed into the ground. Some of the huge bricks of the martial stage were also broken into pieces.

Everyone looked at the scene in shock. The specks of blood on the white bricks were malevolent. The two figures from before had already changed positions. At this moment, the one standing in front of them was Qingyang.

"Cough, cough."

With two light coughs, Hong Tian, who had fallen to the ground, also stood up with one hand as he trembled. The corner of his mouth had a captivating redness to it, revealing all of his injuries.