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"Jiang Hengzhi, it's best not to play any tricks," Jiang Wuya said.

"Haha, how could I dare to play any tricks on you? Just you wait and see how your son is going to be crippled by Jiang Ming!"

Hearing Jiang Hengzhi's words, Jiang Wuya's guess was not wrong. This old fellow really had some tricks up his sleeves, but right now, he could only pray that Jiang Yun on stage would be safe and sound.

Jiang Ming, who was on the stage, had already brandished his fist and attacked Jiang Yun, but when he saw the aura that had been instantly lifted up from Jiang Yun's body, he frowned slightly.

Even if it was at the same realm as his own, he could still defeat. Jiang Yun should have just arrived at the ninth level of the Primary Origin Stage, he already had half a year in the ninth level, so he could completely suppress him.

"Sea Cracking First Style!"

Thinking like this, Jiang Ming shouted loudly. The aura around him was like a raging storm as it rushed towards Jiang Yun, instantly pressuring him.

Looking at the attacking Jiang Ming, Jiang Yun muttered to himself, "I never thought that this guy could actually use a Profound Ranked Martial Technique."

His third dantian had already been repaired, and he did not know how strong his Qi Yuan Slash was. Seeing Jiang Ming's attack coming over, Jiang Yun also went forward, his hand forming a disk made of Qi and pushed it towards Jiang Ming.

"Yuan Qi Slash!" Jiang Yun also shouted.

"Buzz, ding!"

This was the sound of the two's techniques colliding. It was like two steel swords clashing together as echoes continuously reverberated around the martial ring. It seemed like a battle of life and death was taking place in a huge valley.

Seeing that the two people on the stage had already come into contact with each other, in the next moment, Jiang Ming was pushed back by Jiang Yun's attack, and one of his arms was already injured by Jiang Yun's move.

"Drip, drip."

Blood flowed down from Jiang Ming's arm. The flesh on his arm had already been turned out. The disciples in the audience also watched in horror.

Jiang Hengzhi, who was on the stage, watched as Jiang Ming was repelled by Jiang Yun in one move and felt very astonished in his heart. The medicinal pellet he gave Jiang Ming was able to help him advance into the second stage of the Primary Profound Stage.

After carefully thinking about it, Jiang Ming obviously used his Peak of Primary Origin Stage to attack Jiang Yun just now, and then understood that Jiang Ming did not consume the pellet.

He said in a flustered and exasperated tone: "Jiang Ming, don't act on your own, hurry up and cripple Jiang Yun."

Jiang Ming heard his grandfather shouting at him, and his heart skipped a beat. It seemed like he was really too arrogant, and he subconsciously took out a pill from his pocket and swallowed it, then a strong power immediately rushed into his body. Jiang Ming struggled on the battling platform in pain for a while, then lowered his head and started laughing.

"Jiang Yun, I never thought that you would actually have such strength. It seems that I was too careless," Jiang Ming said while lowering his head and smiling.

Jiang Yun looked at Jiang Ming who was laughing dumbly, and thought that he had used too much force to smash this fellow's head, but he had clearly injured his own arm. Jiang Yun was also puzzled by what was happening.

Instantly, a burst of powerful Qi swept out from the stage, causing the disciples below to be in an uproar. All of them turned to look in Jiang Ming's direction, only to see that Jiang Ming had actually revealed the second stage of Primary Profound Stage, causing the entire audience to be completely silent.

"Jiang Hengzhi, you old thief actually used such a despicable method," Jiang Wuya who was on stage also cursed out.

Jiang Xue'er naturally saw the strong aura on Jiang Ming's body, and couldn't help but worry for Jiang Yun who was on stage. She knew that there was a huge disparity between different realms of strength, and could only silently pray that Jiang Yun who was on stage would be safe and sound.

"What methods did I use? It seems like the rules of the competition did not state that I cannot use other ways to increase my strength," Jiang Hengzhi said disapprovingly.

Jiang Wuya looked at Jiang Hengzhi who had a complacent expression, he wanted to argue, but he did not know what to say. Looking at Jiang Yun and Jiang Ming on the stage, he started to worry.

"Jiang Yun, now you are ready to be crippled by me."

"Sea-Splitting Second Style!"

As he spoke, Jiang Ming flew towards Jiang Yun. The imposing aura around him surged forth, and the surrounding auras followed suit like a hurricane. In the next moment, he was right in front of Jiang Yun, and directly punched towards Jiang Yun's face.

When the disciples below the stage saw this scene, all of them were dumbstruck. Some of them had already thought that Jiang Yun would end up like Jiang Feng, with a genius who had just recovered being beaten back to his original state. Some people felt that it was a pity.

Jiang Xue'er who was on the stage saw that Jiang Ming's attack was about to hit Jiang Yun, her heart was shocked and her eyes shut tightly, while Jiang Wuya stared intently at the stage, as long as he saw that the timing wasn't right, he would immediately rush forward to stop her.

After a while, the match on the arena had concluded. Jiang Yun, who had been standing in his original spot, was pushed back a few steps, his chest was wounded, and traces of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. On the other hand, Jiang Ming was not so lucky.

With a dull thud, it landed on the open space outside the arena. There was a shocking wound on his chest; it was obvious that he no longer had a chance of survival.

Silence!

At this time, everyone looked towards Jiang Yun who was on the stage. Jiang Yun, whose entire body was releasing the power of the first heaven, was like a mountain standing in the middle of the stage. Everyone was shocked by this scene.

In the instant before Jiang Ming's attack just now, Jiang Yun had instantly raised his own aura. However, Jiang Ming, who was rushing over, did not intend to cripple Jiang Yun, but carried a deep killing intent. It was possible that Jiang Yun had defeated him in front of all the disciples earlier, as his heart began to twist.

Jiang Yun looked at Jiang Ming, who was emitting a dense killing intent. He originally wanted to cripple Jiang Ming, but Jiang Ming, this malicious person, suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed towards him.

Jiang Yun did not defend at all, as the blade also stabbed into his chest, which infuriated Jiang Yun, he suddenly released his Qi, and with a move, he destroyed Jiang Ming.

"Tomorrow!"

Jiang Hengzhi, who was crying, ran down from the stage and supported Jiang Ming's dead body up.

When Jiang Xue'er opened her eyes, she had already seen the scene of Jiang Ming being killed by Jiang Yun.

When he saw Jiang Wuya's expression, he did not feel any better. Initially, he was prepared to stop this scene, but it was obvious that he was too late.

He had originally thought that Jiang Yun would be defeated, but who knew that the latter would actually be killed by Jiang Yun. Looking at Jiang Yun, who was in the arena with the profound strength of the first stage, Jiang Wuya felt all sorts of emotions in his heart.

"Jiang Yun, you killed my grandson Jiang Ming. I, Jiang Hengzhi, will never let you off."