The underground martial arts field was extremely dimly lit.

On the competition stage, two warriors in the Qi and Blood Realm were fighting each other, and the surging blood energy burst out from their pores and spilled onto the stone surface under their feet.

Under the stage, countless spectators' eyes were intense and their emotions were affected.

"Sir, which one do you think has a better chance of winning?"

"The Guide" leaned into Ye Changsheng's ear and asked in a low voice.

"The tall guy seemed to be full of energy and powerful with his fists and kicks, but his moves were too skillful and lacked agility and flexibility. The guy he was fighting looked like he was being beaten all the time, but in fact he was

It is accumulating "power". Once the opponent shows the slightest flaw, he will surely receive a shocking blow!"

In his previous life, Ye Changsheng ascended to the Supreme Realm, penetrated into every detail, and saw through the situation on the stage at a glance.

Sure enough, not long after Ye Changsheng finished speaking, the warrior on the stage, who was as strong as an iron tower, was too eager when attacking, and there was a gap below him. Before he could steady his steps, he kept wandering around the competition stage.

The warrior on the edge was like a snake pouncing on a rabbit, attacking him with lightning speed.

"boom"

There was a dull crashing sound, and the strong man flew backwards and fell down the competition platform.

The audience was silent for a moment, and then the crowd erupted into a roar and a tsunami, cheering for the winner.

"It's my turn."

Blocking the whistling sound in his ears, Ye Changsheng took out his martial arts cards and walked towards the competition stage.

There are regulations in the underground martial arts arena. After the warriors participating in the competition win, they can choose to step down to rest or defend. During the period of defending, as long as the defender does not object, any warrior can come on stage to challenge.

Take out a mask from the silk sac, which Ye Changsheng spent a lot of money to make in order to hide his identity. After all, the underground martial arts field involves many forces in Wuji City. Even with the "Sun and Moon Golden Body Picture" face-changing technique, it is inevitable that there will be powerful people.

The person was dormant here and saw through his disguise. Therefore, to be on the safe side, Ye Changsheng made preparations early and even changed his name to Ye Wusheng.

Putting on the mask, Ye Changsheng stepped onto the competition stage.

The strong smell of blood rises from the cracks in the rocks under your feet. This competition platform is made of basalt. Even if the warriors at the top of the first step of martial arts bombard it with all their strength, it is extremely difficult to leave traces on it.

But now, the stone platform is also covered with mottled cracks. Dried black blood is filled with it, telling the story of the past.

"Zhao Wu, the one who killed you, remember this name, lest you go down below and be unable to explain to the King of Hell."

At the corner of the stone platform, Zhao Wuqi filled his body. He saw that Ye Changsheng was only in the bone forging realm, but he was still full of energy.

A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. Who can survive on the martial arts stage? How can there be a mediocre person?

"Ye Wusheng."

Under the mask, the corner of Ye Changsheng's mouth curled up in a faint arc. Zhao Wu's martial arts realm was indeed superior to him, and the energy and blood in his body were intertwined, even reaching the smallest things such as fingernails and hair. One step further, it is the Eight Meridians Realm, and the body opens eight channels.

The energy of the five internal organs is poured into it, and the interaction is like water and fire. The eight meridians advance together, and under the superposition of energy, you can exert tens of thousands of kilograms of force by raising your hands and stamping your feet. That kind of state is inhuman.

Ye Changsheng is still in the Bone Forging Realm. With the help of many methods, his energy burst is comparable to that of the Eight Meridians Realm warriors. This alone is enough to suppress all Qi and Blood Realm warriors.

Standing proudly on the stone platform, Ye Changsheng is as motionless as a mountain, and his whole body is like an old monk in meditation.

On the opposite side, seeing Ye Changsheng's condition, Zhao Wu was a little afraid and did not dare to take action.

The two reached a stalemate.

"What are you doing? Do you still want to fight?"

"That's right, if you hit me, hit me. If you don't want to hit me, get out of here. What time are you wasting just standing there?"

The audience in the audience was not happy with this scene and made noisy noises.

"You brat, you can go die if you play tricks with me!"

After all, Zhao Wu couldn't wipe his face away, and the blood in his body shook and turned into a huge force to push him towards Ye Changsheng.

"Strengthen your energy and walk away, the ape screams and descends!"

Ye Changsheng played the "Eight Methods of the Divine Ape", his eyes were shining brightly, and he saw Zhao Wu's weak points. He emptied his palms and pushed them out, urging his energy, and slapped Zhao Wu.

Feeling the area where Ye Changsheng's palm wind was about to hit, Zhao Wu's expression changed, and he twisted his waist suddenly in mid-air, forced a turn, and avoided Ye Changsheng's palm wind.

At the same time, the skin on his body trembled and rubbed violently with the air. His whole body seemed to turn into a long and agile snake, wrapped in roiling blood, and strangled towards Ye Changsheng's face.

This change of style is sudden and dangerous, and ordinary Qi and Blood realm warriors will probably suffer a lot if they encounter it.

But in Ye Changsheng's view, the martial arts skills displayed by Zhao Wu were too crude.

"Old Ape Hanging Seal."

Ye Changsheng still responded with the "Eight Methods of the Divine Ape", sealing his face with one palm and hanging down with the other palm. The fingers of his palm were as strong as iron, with a faint force of wind and thunder.

"Wow"

Before the palm fell, the force arrived first. Ye Changsheng's palm was so high that although it did not actively stimulate the whole body's energy, it had already exceeded the limit that the Qi and Blood realm could withstand. Zhao Wu was the first to bear the brunt and was directly pressed down by the hundreds of guns.

"Shi" hit him, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

The huge force of ten thousand kilograms smashed down horizontally, and the space around Zhao Wu was slightly stagnant. Even though he had dexterous means, he could not use them under the suppression of absolute power, so he could only resist Ye Changsheng's palm.

"Pa bang bang..."

It was obviously just a slap, but several voices sounded at the same time.

Only Zhao Wu knew that Ye Changsheng's palm contained several layers of power. This was because the power in it was broken down by Ye Changsheng in his breath. Otherwise, with just this one blow, Zhao Wu's body would be destroyed.

The unparalleled force smashed it into minced meat.

Even so, Zhao Wu was also shot and flew backwards, landing on the edge of the stone platform.

Zhao Wu forcibly calmed down the chaotic energy and blood in his body, stood up, and looked at Ye Changsheng who had not moved even half a step from beginning to end, with a complicated look on his face.

"Thank you!"

A voice that had never been heard on the competition stage came from Zhao Wu's mouth.

Ye Changsheng was a little touched in his heart. Looking at Zhao Wu leaping off the martial arts platform, he said: "No need. I am only here to improve my martial arts, not to kill people."

"Arrogant! What do you think of the warriors in the martial arts field? Are they your whetstones?"

When a big man heard Ye Changsheng's words, his expression became unruly. Wild blood energy swept through him, and a heat wave radiated in all directions with him as the center.

This is a sign that qi and blood are like an oven, blood essence is making charcoal, and the fire of life is burning. At this point, it is not far away from opening up the first yuan vein.

Zhao Wu is also in this realm, but Zhao Wu and this big man are taking different paths. The former is more about "skill", but the latter is the most powerful and hegemonic, capable of defeating ten groups with one force.
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