C269 The Martial Arts Competition Began

"Bang. "

At this critical moment, Xiahou Zun unreservedly released the Yuan energy in his Dantian, which turned into a strong force, and tried to send Ye Heng flying.

However, how could the force contained in Ye Heng's right fist be so easily blocked?

When the force was strong to a certain extent, it could be suppressed by one force. No matter how exquisite the technique was, it would not be able to block it.

"Hu. "

Xiahou Zun's Yuan energy turned into a stream of air, and it was instantly blown away by Ye Heng's fist.

After that, Ye Heng's fist continued to punch towards Xiahou Zun.

Of course, Ye Heng did not have any requirements to aim at Xiahou Zun, so he showed some mercy to him.

After all, no matter what, Ye Heng still represented the Moon Watching Sect.

However, even if Ye Heng showed mercy to him, That was the force that would make Xiahou Zun lie in bed for two or three days. At least, he wouldn't be able to participate in the martial arts competition tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

One more inch and Ye Heng's fist would hit Xiahou Zun's body.

That terrifying fist force had shattered the part of Xiahou Zun's clothes.

If it really landed on Xiahou Zun's body, it was imaginable what the result would be.

At this critical moment, a trace of fierce light flashed across the cold face of West Palace Tian. After that, he stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of Ye Heng.

Almost at the moment when West Palace Tian pointed his finger at him, Ye Heng felt an irresistible force in front of him.

In the next moment, the shocking force contained in Ye Heng's fist disappeared without a trace.

However, even though the fist force had disappeared, Ye Heng's fist still landed on Xiahou Zun's shoulder.

Xiahou Zun wasn't a man with a strong physique. Even though the force of Ye Heng's fist had dissipated, he was still sent flying by the force of inertia.

Just like that, Xiahou Zun's body flew up into the sky and fell to the ground after flying backwards for about 30 to 40 meters.

What was even worse was that Xiahou Zun had just landed on the ground.

This posture caused him to have an intimate kiss with the ground.

At the same time, his unruly and handsome face was covered in dust at this moment.

"Pooh. . . Pooh. . . Pooh!"

Xiahou Zun, who had eaten a big mouthful of dirt, quickly got up from the ground and kept spitting the dirt from his mouth to the side.

Although Xiahou Zun did not suffer any substantial injuries at this time, his miserable appearance was even more heart-wrenching and angry than the two punches he had given him.

Finally, Xiahou Zun spat out the dirt from his mouth and wiped off the dust on his face. His eyes seemed to be able to spit out flames as he glared at Ye Heng.

"I will. . . Kill you!"

Xiahou Zun's voice was low and terrifying. The killing intent contained within it caused those who heard his words to involuntarily shiver.

However, West Palace Tian, who had been silent all this time, spoke at this moment. "This is the end!"

His calm words carried an indescribable majesty, causing Ye Heng and Xiahou Zun to involuntarily stop what they were doing.

This was the power of an Essence Image Stage warrior. A single word from him would bring tremendous pressure to a weak warrior.

If it wasn't for Xi Gongtian deliberately restraining himself, Ye Heng and the others wouldn't have been able to get close to him, let alone talk to him.

"Alright, I admit that you can replace Xiahou Dong. "

"Master. Fu, this piece of trash. . . " Xiahou Zun raised his eyebrows when he heard what Xi Gongtian said. There was an obvious look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"I've made up my mind. There's no need to say anything else. " West Gongtian raised his arm and signaled Xiahou Zun not to continue.

Seeing this, although Xiahou Zun's eyes were still filled with unwillingness, But he knew his master's temper, so he didn't dare to say anything.

"Alright, we'll all wait here. The time of the competition has changed, and the drawing of lots will start soon. " West Palace nodded and said in an unquestionable tone.

After he finished speaking, West Gong Tian crossed his arms in front of his chest, like a straight pole, standing there with his eyes closed.

At this moment, Ye Heng's gaze fell on the last contestant from the Moon Watching Sect.

He was the short and skinny man who was wrapped in a wide black robe.

Ye Heng glanced at him. Because half of his face was covered by the large robe, Ye Heng couldn't see his face clearly.

However, after a rough estimation, he could still be considered pretty.

At the same time, Ye Heng felt a chill from the body of the short and thin black-robed man, as if something was hidden in his body.

Ye Heng couldn't help but look at him a few more times after sensing this.

However, the short and skinny black-robed man standing there seemed to have noticed that Ye Heng was observing him. He curled up his body slightly and retreated a little to the side of West Palace Heaven.

And in that position, Ye Heng just happened to not be able to see him.

Seeing this, Ye Heng could not help but reveal a bitter smile.

Am I really that scary?

. . .

After a while, the drawing ceremony began.

Twelve different factions walked up to the high platform in the middle, and the three of them began drawing lots in groups.

The process of drawing lots was very quick, and soon it was the Moon Watching Sect where Ye Heng was.

Ye Heng drew number sixteen, Xiahou Zun drew number ten, and the short and skinny man in black robe, Ning Xun drew number seven.

While waiting for the drawing ceremony, Xi Gongwan took the time to tell Ye Heng the name of the short and skinny man in the black robe.

There were 36 lots in the drawing tube, corresponding to 18 numbers.

The person who drew the same number would be his opponent.

When Ye Heng observed earlier, he really saw a contestant from the same force draw the same number. This could only be described as luck.

He had drawn the same number. This meant that even a contestant from the same force would have to fight.

If that was the case, then it would be even harder for that force to squeeze into the top ten.

Very quickly, all twelve different forces drew their lots, and then they entered the martial arts competition process.

Ye Heng drew number sixteen. His opponent was Moxi from the Cold Snow Sect of East Moon Empire.

Like Ye Heng, Moxi was also a Ninth Layer of Essence Vortex warrior.

However, strictly speaking, more than 99% of the warriors who came to participate in this competition were Ninth Layer of Essence Vortex warriors.

Since Essence Gate Stage warriors and above couldn't enter the Coldwinter Snow Mountain Range, then they naturally had to choose the strongest warriors in the Origin Vortex.

If they wanted to be the strongest, then the Martial realm would naturally become a necessary factor in selecting the strongest warriors.

Because of this, Ye Heng had roughly swept his gaze over the place earlier, and all he saw were Ninth Layer of Essence Vortex warriors.

Standing on the fighting stage, Ye Heng stared at Moxi, who was about 30 meters away from him, without blinking his eyes.

However, in the next moment, Moxi suddenly disappeared from Ye Heng's sight.

To be precise, he didn't disappear. Instead, he turned into a sky full of snowflakes and drifted away from where he stood.

"Illusion?" Ye Heng's eyes turned cold. He circulated his spiritual power without any reservation at this moment. In an instant, he spread out an invisible spiritual net. The range of the net covered twenty feet around him.

As long as Moxi entered this area, Ye Heng would be able to sense him immediately.

Of course, only Ye Heng could use this method because the huge spiritual net was constantly consuming his spiritual energy.

If his spiritual energy wasn't strong enough, he was afraid that he would fall into a weakened state after maintaining it for more than three breaths.

Fortunately, after experiencing those dangers, Ye Heng's spiritual energy had become extremely powerful.

It was not in vain when compared to the three to four levels of Yuan Gate.

A blizzard had unknowingly started on the martial stage.

Everything seemed to be submerged in a blizzard, causing one's vision to be blurry and unable to see anything clearly.

This blizzard was not an illusion. It was something that truly existed.

After sensing the situation, Ye Heng suddenly closed his eyes and carefully felt the giant spiritual net he had set up.

Below the fighting stage, West Palace Tian, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but have a look of approval in his eyes.

It was better to close his eyes and use his spirit to feel something like this. This was the best way.

The Hao Yuan Sect was indeed extraordinary to be able to become one of the three great sects of the continent.

West Palace Tian could not help but sigh in his heart.

Xi Gongwan, who was standing beside West Palace Tian Tian, looked at him with sparkling eyes. The stage was covered by the blizzard.

As for Xiahou Dong, who was standing next to Xi Gongwan, the corner of his mouth opened up at this moment and revealed a mocking expression, "Look, this brat will be defeated in a while. "

Xiahou Dong did not actually let go of his hostility towards Ye Heng. It was just that he had temporarily suppressed it.

Now that he could see Ye Heng being defeated, he naturally wouldn't be stingy with his mocking words.

In the middle of the blizzard, Ye Heng held his breath and focused his mind at this moment.

The large net of mental energy spread out. Even if a grain-sized stone entered, Ye Heng could still clearly feel it.

Moxi, who was hiding in the blizzard, was also very patient. He had not attacked Ye Heng for such a long time.

He seemed to be prepared to wait until Ye Heng's mind was distracted and became somewhat impatient before he attacked.

In order to maintain this large spiritual net, Ye Heng's spiritual energy was being consumed intensely. It was not a problem to drag it on any longer.

Therefore, in order to lure Moxi to attack, Ye Heng deliberately revealed a flaw and revealed a trace of impatience on his face.

He kept looking around as if he was looking for Moxi.

Moxi, who was hiding in the blizzard, saw the expression on Ye Heng's face and his eyes couldn't help but flash with a trace of joy.

It was time to make a move!