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Limu's sudden outburst of thunder attack silenced the entire arena. No one had thought that an honorary disciple would be able to defeat such an outstanding True Martial Sect official disciple so easily.

Deacon Ye also couldn't believe what had just happened. However, when Limu's cultivation base burst forth, it proved everything. Bone Refining Stage Level 1?! This was indeed enough to defeat Zhang Shaochen.

"The second round, the first round. Limu has defeated Zhang Shaofu and advanced to the second round. is ranked in the top four disciples of the same rank. " Deacon Ye's gloomy voice finally broke the silence in the arena.

Many of the new disciples looked at Limu strangely. They no longer looked down on this honorary disciple on the stage and began to re-evaluate this junior who they once looked down upon.

Yue Zhongyang, Mo Yuhan, and the other seven disciples who came from Linyuan City didn't seem to be very surprised, but they didn't expect that the Limu in front of them seemed to be different from the him who was training in Linyuan City.

There were a total of four matches in the first round of the second round, and it only took two incense sticks to finish.

In the second round of the competition, there was no longer a need to compete in the drawing of lots. There was only a need to compete between the disciples who had drawn the first stick and the disciples who had drawn the second stick and the disciples who had drawn the second stick.

"Stinking beggar, last time at the Linyuan City, you blatantly insulted our Yue Clan. I wonder what kind of demonic technique you used to actually be able to break through my Steel Armor Art? This time, I will wash away my shame and completely cripple you! " Yue Zhongyang stood very close to Limu in the ring. He said with a deep voice while glaring at Limu.

A hint of coldness appeared on the corner of Limu's mouth. Killing intent was revealed in his eyes. His hands then turned into blades and slashed towards Yue Zhongyang's shoulder, back, and waist.

At such a close distance, Limu was not able to defend against Wu Tie's attack. Yue Zhongyang's expression became serious as he activated the Steel Armor Art. His arm also blocked the part of Limu that was about to hit him.

Weng! * Weng! * Weng! *

Three explosive sounds rang out, and two people's sleeves rose up.

Limu was sent flying a few feet away by the combination of his opponent's Yuan Yang Qi and the Steel Armor Art.

"Humph!" Yue Zhongyang snorted and laughed disdainfully, "Your sneak attack isn't bad. It's a pity, you're still too slow."

Limu was fully aware of Yue Zhongyang's strength, he had to admit that amongst his peers, Yue Zhongyang was perhaps the strongest disciple, and now, Yue Zhongyang was already more than thirteen years old, moreover, he had practiced the Steel Armor Art since he was young, so after receiving Deacon Ye's guidance, his cultivation must have also increased by a large amount. If it wasn't for his sneak attack, then perhaps this fight would not have much of a chance, so Limu chose to make the first move.

He was also taken a few steps back by the overwhelming aura of Yue Zhongyang. Although he had just stepped into the Bone Refining stage, in terms of the thickness of his Yuan Yang energy, he was probably far from Yue Zhongyang.

Originally, in his heart, he still had the fear that he had against Limu during the battle at Linyuan City. However, after forcefully receiving three of the opponent's hand blades, he was extremely happy in his heart, and he vaguely realized that the Limu from before was very different from the current Limu.

However, after more than ten months of training, Limu was actually unable to break through his own Steel Armor Art at this moment. Although his Steel Armor Art had greatly improved, it was not to the extent that his opponent was unable to move it at all, there was definitely a hidden truth in this, but Yue Zhongyang was still unable to guess it at this moment, but he was certain that he would definitely win this battle!

Yue Zhongyang stood at the same spot. He circulated the Steel Armor Art throughout his body, and a very domineering aura emanated from his body. His white robe fluttered in the wind.

Yue Zhongyang clenched his fists and suddenly smashed them towards the ground on the stage.

Rumble rumble rumble!

After a loud sound, Limu felt as if the entire stage was shaking, and his feet also felt unsteady.

Yue Zhongyang leaped forward and instantly landed in front of Limu. His iron fist was like a meteor as it smashed towards Limu's head with a loud bang.

The fist's wind was extremely fierce. A strong wind brushed against Limu's face, almost tearing his skin apart.

Limu's feet were off, and he instantly took a few sliding steps to dodge the enemy's ferocious fists.

Yue Zhongyang's second punch once again struck Limu's chest. Limu was startled and once again dodged to the side. However, Yue Zhongyang's next punch was faster than the previous one.

"Thirty-two Explosive Punches!" Yue Zhongyang roared.

Limu was shocked. Was this boxing style the same as his own, with thirty-two punches? If that was the case, then his speed and strength would increase exponentially. If this were to continue, he definitely wouldn't be able to handle it.

Limu thought of a countermeasure as he dodged to the side.

Yue Zhongyang's fist technique was just as Limu had expected. One punch was as fast as the other, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger!

At the beginning, Limu could still use his wondrous movement technique to dodge the opponent's iron fist, but the further he went, the more difficult it became. Even under the opponent's extremely quick fists, his movement technique had no room to dodge.

Even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. In the previous battle, Yue Zhongyang did not use this fist technique, so it was likely that this fist technique was prepared for the second round.

The explosive 32 punches were obviously a very good punching technique. Deacon Ye, Yue Zhongyang's father, had always been on good terms with Yue Peng, so it was inevitable that Deacon Ye was biased towards Yue Zhongyang.

After continuously retreating eight steps, he continued to retreat behind him and reached the edge of the arena. Furthermore, his opponent's fists were getting faster and faster, so he had no time to fight back.

Not every disciple had the chance to learn this fist technique. Other than having a good relationship with the deacon, they also had to go through a test of their cultivation, otherwise, this fist technique would be so tyrannical that ordinary beginner martial arts cultivators would not have the chance to practice it.

Yue Zhongyang received this fist technique and also had the foundation of the Steel Armor Art. Without a doubt, he was invincible within the new disciples. It was likely that Yue Zhongyang would be the final victor in this competition.

The more powerful the fist technique was, the more Yuan Yang energy was consumed. No matter how vigorous and vigorous Yue Zhongyang's Yuan Yang energy was, it was likely that he would not be able to completely master this fist technique in the next ten months.

Limu thought of a countermeasure as he carefully retreated.

The twelfth punch was thrown out with full strength. This seemed to be the limit of what Limu could endure! He could not wait any longer. He had to find an opportunity to break through the opponent's attack!

When Yue Zhongyang's twelfth punch came out, more than half of the Yuan Yang energy in his body had been consumed. With Limu's experience in practicing Sky Tyrant Body 72 Chop, Limu was sure that the opponent's Iron Armor Art would also be greatly weakened. Even though he was at a disadvantage now, this was the best opportunity for him to defeat his opponent!

Whoosh!

Limu's figure suddenly accelerated by nearly two times! After dodging Yue Zhongyang's straight line attack, the fist suddenly launched a counterattack at lightning speed. The blade in his hand swiftly intercepted the wrist that was thrown out by the opponent!

In the blink of an eye, the five knives were moving swiftly along his arms as they climbed up the cliff!

Pah pah pah pah pah!

The first blow, Limu felt as if his hand had touched King Kong, his quick chopping palm was extremely sore, the second blow, without hesitation, continued to swing down, the hand blade, as if chopping on hard stone, but the following three hand blades went deep into Yue Zhongyang's bones, breaking through his iron armor skill.

Yue Zhongyang's arms, which were originally stretched out, suddenly stopped.

Limu ignored the sharp pain from his palm, and continued chopping towards Yue Zhongyang's chest, under the ribs, and under the armpits.

This caused the spectating disciples to not know what was happening in the arena. The battle actually went straight down, and Limu changed from defending to attacking, while Yue Zhongyang was like a live target on the arena, allowing Limu's hand blades to freely cut all over his body!

His arms were under his arms, the ribs on both sides of his body, and his arms were spanking. Limu had hit eight parts of his body with his hand blade. With the continuous chops of the Seventy-Two Blades of the Sky Tyrant Body, his speed and strength had also increased.

After Limu completely performed this 13 blades, his entire body was completely exhausted. He collapsed onto the arena, his arms drooped down, and his palms were as red and swollen as a steamed bun.

Yue Zhongyang's body stood upright on the stage. After swaying back and forth for a moment, he collapsed onto the stage. After a spasm, he was unable to move at all.

Limu sat on the stage and gasped for breath. After resting for a while, he stood up unsteadily.

The disciples outside the arena were in an uproar. They were discussing amongst themselves and pointing at Yue Zhongyang and Limu, who were both staggering on the ground.

"Wood! Good job! " After seeing Limu defeat Yue Zhongyang, Mo Yuhan couldn't help but stand up and cheer.

Deacon Ye's cold gaze fell on the excited Mo Yuhan, who immediately realized that her actions weren't right. She immediately covered her mouth and sat down cross-legged in embarrassment. However, her face was still brimming with a smile and she gave Limu a thumbs up.

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