He Lu climbed onto the table with a embarrassed face, his face was ferocious and frightened. His eyes staring at He Huan seemed to want to crush his bones and ashes.

"He Huan! You're finished!" A cold voice squeezed out from the gaps of teeth, and the hands were folded and separated again. A purple light ball appeared between the palms, accompanied by bursts of thunder.

"He Lu! You can't use this martial art!" He Qing, who was in the stands, suddenly stood up and shouted.

But it was too late. He Lu could no longer hear any sound at this time. It was already extremely difficult to use this martial art with the Ninth Level of True Qi, and he had already put all his energy on it.

"Eighth-level martial arts! Thunderball!"

As the last sound was emitted, the ball of light flew out directly and rushed towards He Huan.

"It's bad! Boy He Huan will have life worries!" He Qing's face was solemn, and there were signs of true energy on his body. It seemed that he wanted to stop him.

Eighth-level martial arts can only be used after the Tiankai Realm, but He Lu is extraordinary in his qualifications and uses all his strength to display this martial arts. This is no longer something that can be resisted by the strength of the true qi level.

He Huan was standing on the stage without moving, and was staring blankly at the ball of light flying towards him. Suddenly, a circle of golden light flashed in the center of his eyes.

In everyone's shocked eyes, his palms merged and then slowly separated, and a purple light ball that was also accompanied by thunder appeared in it.

Even He Qing, who was about to stop him, was stunned, looking at the purple light ball in He Huan's hand, and finally murmured, "This, this is impossible!"

On the ring in the center of the martial arts field, two balls of light flashing with purple thunder collided, and countless electric snakes suddenly fell down, and they actually exploded the ring made of rocks and were full of devastation.

After countless lightnings fell, the two light balls disappeared and the air returned to normal.

He Lu was still staring at the disappearing position of the light ball, his whole body trembling, and he kept talking to himself as if he was stupid; "It's impossible... this is not true, it's not true..."

On the other side, He Huan's body was also trembling slightly. He wanted to take a step forward, but he almost knelt on one knee on the ground, and a bitter smile appeared helplessly on the corner of his mouth.

"With the current strength, it's true that I can use eighth-level martial arts

It's a barely enough, the true energy in my body has been drained. Old Gui Mu, may I help me?"

Mu Wumeng's laughter sounded from his body; "Haha, little guy, didn't you tell me not to interfere before the competition? Why? That won't work?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Do you want me to help you find the fragments of that day?"

Mu Wumang said with melancholy: "If it were a hundred years ago, those who dared to threaten me like this would have long since crushed it. Alas, how could the situation have changed? The tiger fell into the sun..."

"Are you finished? If this continues, I really won't help you find those fragments!" He Huan said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, I'll take it, my divine power is not something that ordinary people can bear."

As soon as Mu Wumang finished speaking, an invisible force filled He Huan's whole body, and his heavy body instantly became light.

"This power... is really mysterious." He Huan murmured at his palm, and at this moment he felt that he had become extremely powerful.

At this time, He Yuliang's eyes in the stands suddenly became sharp, and a ray of green light appeared in his eyes and looked at He Huan.

"Little guy, hurry up and fight quickly. There is a divine thought master nearby. You should not use my power too long, you will be discovered." Mu Wumang's voice sounded again.

He Huan also felt something, and saw He Yuliang looking at him, quickly looked away and nodded with a heavy focus.

He tapped the ground with his toes and shot out quickly. He just slapped He Lu's chest with a light palm and knocked him off the ring.

He Lu, who was full of reluctance, was lying on the ground under the ring and unable to move. Looking at He Huan who looked down at him with a high apex, he felt even more angry and fainted when his eyes flashed.

He Huan's performance shocked He Qing again. Using the Ninth Level of True Qi to use the eighth-level martial arts thunder ball was a barely act, but it was even more amazing to have the energy to move after using it.

At this time, He Qing's view of He Huan was completely subverted. If he was just paying attention at the beginning, and was surprised to see that he could play a match with He Lu, and was shocked after using the lightning ball, then now he would pay attention to it as if he had discovered a rare treasure.

He had already made a secret decision in his heart, and this decision would change He Huan's

lifetime.

"Okay, Old Ghost Mu, take back the power. I feel that the person in the stands has been staring at me."

The next second, the mysterious power in He Huan's body instantly dissipated, and He Huan also sat down on the ring.

He Yuliang in the stand frowned suddenly, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He stared at He Huan on the stage for a while, and after a long time, he shook his head and retracted his gaze. The green light in his eyes disappeared.

At this time, He Qiaowei, who was standing beside her, was also surprised with her beautiful eyes. She really couldn't understand how He Huan did it? She could even learn eighth-level martial arts at a glance. Is this still a human being?!

Not to mention these people who are divided into tribes in the Great Xia Kingdom, even the members of the Yangcheng tribe, including the patriarch He Tian, ​​were surprised to see the scene in front of him.

This young man who had lived with them for eight years suddenly realized that he had become a little confused. Since the tribe has been comparing, he has completely changed his own person.

He Qing ignored these things and came to the arena with a smile, asking several tribe members to carry He Lu, who had fainted from the audience, to rest, and personally helped He Huan sitting on the ground.

"It turns out that a hero is a teenager. You really surprised me. OK, I will fulfill my promise."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of storage jade on his waist lit up, and four balls of light suddenly floated in the air.

One of the light balls emitting mild white light fell into He Huan's hands, and after it appeared, it was a piece of storage jade.

"I just heard the bet between you and He Lu on the ring, so I'll cash it out for him. Don't you mind?"

He Qing is very polite to He Huan now. In the He family, the elders should naturally listen to the elders' words, and now he is asking He Huan's wishes first.

He Huan was not that kind of stingy person. Then he nodded and put away the jade storage, bowed and said, "Then I thank the head of He Qing."

He Qing waved his hand with a smile, then pointed to the other three light groups still hanging in the air and said, "These three are the eighth-level martial arts of the He family's tribes in the Great Xia Kingdom, but..."
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