C229 Fight Nangong Yan

Mingsi wasn't surprised when he heard what Nangong Yan said. He turned around and saw that Chen Ziming had disappeared a long time ago. At this moment, Mingsi finally felt relieved.

"I have been suppressing my emotions for the past few days. It just so happens that. . . " Mingsi looked at Nangong Yan with a smile that was not a smile. Mingsi had never heard of the latter. He did not know how strong he was, but Mingsi was not afraid at all. This was because the enemies he had faced were many times stronger than Nangong Yan.

"Arrogant!" Nangong Yan's eyes became slightly cold when he heard Mingsi's words. At this moment, he did not dawdle and raised his hand to slap Mingsi.

Mingsi's mouth might seem casual, but he was cautious and vigilant in his heart. When Nangong Yan's palm was thrown out, he could feel a faint layer of Spiritual Qi film covering his palm. Mingsi could not see through it. Helpless, he also attacked. However, when their palms came into contact with each other, a wave of Qi burst out from between their palms. Mingsi felt a sharp pain in his palm, and immediately withdrew his palm and jumped back. After he stabilized himself, He found that there was a red flush in his palm.

"An explosion caused by the pressure. . . " Mingsi frowned. When Nangong Yan's palm hit him just now, it was accompanied by a spiritual spell, but he did not expect it to be an explosion caused by the compression of gas. This was a Wind Spirit Qi Spell, and Mingsi had never heard of this spell before.

Nangong Yan looked at Mingsi's trembling hands, sneered, and stepped forward again.

"Hmph, this kid doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, and he suffered a great loss. How dare he fight Nangong?" At this moment, when the group of students from the Holy Spirit Academy of the Central Plains saw Mingsi's expression, they started mocking him.

Mingsi lightly swung his palm, and his expression remained calm. When he saw Nangong Yan slapping his palm again, he didn't retreat, but once again stepped forward to meet the attack. However, this time, what he stretched out wasn't his right hand, but the True Spirit Arm on his left.

Mingsi struck with his palm, but before he could touch Nangong Yan, the front part of the True Spirit Arm was broken. Mingsi stepped in the air, and as he retreated, he spat out a word, "Explode!"

When Nangong Yan saw Mingsi's strange movement, he knew that something was wrong, but before he could react, he found that Mingsi's True Spirit Arm had already arrived in front of him, and exploded in an instant. A wave of Spiritual Qi swept across, and Nangong Yan's body was sent flying and fell to the ground.

This scene was beyond the expectations of the onlookers. They had never thought that Mingsi's true spirit arm could be broken, and they had never thought that the explosion would be so powerful. Nangong Yan jumped up from the ground like a carp. Before the shock in his heart faded away, he quickly moved his leg again, and the sound of an explosion could be heard from the spot where he had just stood.

With their current cultivation base, the way they fought was no longer child's play. Even if there was a slight gap, their opponent would grab it. They could not afford to be distracted. Nangong Yan naturally understood this principle. After dodging Mingsi's attack, he immediately launched a counterattack.

"Playing with Wind, huh?" Nangong Yan angrily snorted. He formed a seal with both hands, and a fierce wind howled in the surroundings. In the end, it swept up the dust on the ground and formed a huge dragon. The spiritual energy on the wind dragon sparkled. It seemed to be quite powerful.

Mingsi closed his eyes in an instant. After sensing it for a while, he quickly opened them again. At this moment, a serious look appeared in his eyes because he could sense that the spiritual energy inside the wind dragon was very powerful. However, Mingsi also had quite a few tricks up his sleeve. Although he had temporarily cut off his True Spirit Arm, his right hand was waving crazily at this moment. A wind that was dozens of meters long condensed into a tornado, then it expanded and rushed towards the wind dragon.

"Roar!" The wind dragon let out a furious roar. Originally, it looked like everyone was huge, but after the tornado appeared, it continued to expand until it reached a total of sixty feet. When the huge tornado appeared in front of everyone's eyes, it looked like a storm had descended. Its imposing manner was extraordinary, and it completely suppressed the aura of the huge dragon from before.

"So what if it's big!? How can the power of my Dragon Breath Technique be something that a low-level spell like yours can contend with!?" Nangong Yan formed a seal with his hand. The wind dragon opened its mouth wide and sucked in the spinning wind. The swirling wind dispersed after a short while and was sucked away by the wind dragon in the end. At this moment, the wind dragon's body actually doubled in size.

Mingsi's eyes turned cold. Just as the wind dragon was about to hit him, he grabbed forward with one hand.

"Wind Separation Art!" A cloud of spiritual energy quickly floated forward. The dragon's mouth that was about to swallow Mingsi did not close again. The wind dragon's head trembled quietly. Then, strangely, it disappeared from the inside. In the end, the entire wind dragon disappeared just like that.

The surroundings quieted down, but very quickly, some knowledgeable people reacted. "It's the Wind Separation Spell, a technique that absorbs air. "

"The Wind Separation Incantation is a mid-grade spirit art, but it's extremely difficult to cultivate, and it only works when it's used against a technique that also uses wind spiritual energy. I didn't think that this kid would know this move "

" It just so happens that he's able to suppress his opponent for a bit "

Nangong Yan cursed in his heart. However, the battle had just begun, and he still had a lot of skills left. The wind dragon technique was broken, and he didn't give Mingsi a chance to catch his breath. In an instant, he sent out a few more wind dragons that rushed towards Mingsi from all directions.

Mingsi looked at the incoming wind dragons. He could already form his True Spirit Arm. At this moment, he clasped his palms together and pulled. The blood vessels on his face bulged slightly and surrounded his body. A vacuum was formed, and as the wind dragons crashed into him, Most of the force was blocked by the vacuum. When they hit Mingsi, Just blow up his clothes and hair.

However, just as the round of attack ended, the ground under Mingsi's feet slightly bulged. After that, Mingsi quickly jumped up, but at this moment, on the ground beneath his feet. . . Several stone spikes had already shot out. If he was struck by these stone spikes, Mingsi's feet would probably be crippled for a period of time. However, Mingsi smiled lightly and stepped forward. After that, his body turned vertically in the air and easily avoided the stone spike.

"How did he do it?! This doesn't make sense!" Nangong Yan frowned when he saw Mingsi's actions in the air.

After Mingsi landed on the ground, he kicked off the ground with the tip of his foot and shot forward like an arrow. At this moment, his right hand had already taken out a long black sword. He swung it down and a shocking aura spread out.

Nangong Yan looked at the falling black sword above his head. He wanted to meet the attack, but his intuition told him that this sword was extremely dangerous. After a short moment of hesitation, Nangong Yan's face darkened. He roared and punched out, "What is there to be afraid of, wild brat!"

Nangong Yan's punch contained a very dense amount of Spiritual Qi. It must be a powerful punch. However, the moment the Spiritual Qi came into contact with Mingsi's black sword, it was split in half. Just as the sword was about to hit Nangong Yan's fist, a red shadow flew out from the portal bag on Nangong Yan's waist. It turned into a light film on his fist.

"Ding!" An ear-piercing sound of metal hitting metal was heard. Everyone felt pain in their ears. Mingsi's black sword had been put away. At this time, Nangong Yan's feet had already created several cracks on the ground. The red light layer on his fist gradually dimmed, revealing a dark red jade pendant.

Nangong Yan reached out and caught the jade pendant. There was not a trace of a bump on it, but Nangong Yan's face was serious.