Emperor of Death

Chapter 156: Chapter 156 Yechen VS Yang Zikun (Fourth)
Everyone held their breath as they watched Yang Zikun and Yang Zikun get up from their seats at the same time.

At this moment, even the representatives of the big forces who came to Jiangyin College were a little moved. The current battle, let alone a small city, could not be seen by even a county.

Both Yechen and Yang Zikun easily defeated their opponents and won the game. Everyone wanted to see what kind of effect would be produced if these two people collided together.

Yang Zikun jumped onto the ring first, followed by Yechen.

Yang Zikun clasped his fists at Yechen and said, "Yang Zikun, accept."

"Yechen!" Yechen cupped his fists and said.

Yang Zikun said: "Your strength even surprises me, I hope you won't let me down."

Ye Chen took it for granted, "I'm afraid you will disappoint me."

Yang Zikun was not angry when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Okay, I hope your strength can match your confidence, so that I can fight happily and show all your strength."

"Come on." Ye Chen said, "I'm afraid you won't have a chance if I make a move."

"Okay!" Yang Zikun didn't talk nonsense, he quickly approached Yechen, and slapped Yechen's chest with his palm.

The force of the palm is like pushing a wall, before the palm reaches, Yechen's clothes and long hair are already dancing behind him.

Yechen stretched out his right hand and grabbed Yang Zikun's wrist.

Yang Zikun sneered, his palm was so powerful, if the opponent directly grabbed it, the powerful destructive force could injure the opponent's hand.

The next moment, Yang Zikun saw that when Yechen's palm approached his wrist, he did not directly grab it, but patted it lightly, using a very skillful force, to slap his palm forward , changed direction slightly.

Ye Chen's body turned slightly to one side, avoiding Yang Zikun's palm very easily.

"Okay!" Yang Zikun shouted, feeling sincere admiration for Ye Chen's use of the power of this blow, but although Ye Chen rushed into his chest, his hand could no longer use force, but he couldn't help it. It meant he lost, Yang Zikun's other hand immediately started to slap Yechen's body continuously, and his feet were not idle, both feet were constantly shifting and kicking out, and the silver light on his body was constantly changing. flashing.

Ye Chen smiled softly, Yang Zikun's skill is very powerful, not even inferior to himself who has practiced the Six Paths of Reincarnation Jue, and his combat experience is also good, he must have had many life-and-death combat experiences to be able to have such an achievement.

Young people with profound backgrounds going through life and death fights are much better than those like Qin Muge, and Ye Chen appreciates them a little more.

Appreciation is appreciation, but Yechen's hand didn't stop. Yechen only needs to use [-]% of his power to use his strength to defuse Yang Zikun's attack easily.

The people in the arena only saw the two fighting back and forth, it was very lively, only those with real eyesight could see Ye Chen's terror.

For example, the representatives of the major forces in the stands, such as Huang Xinrou in the auditorium, and the major families sitting in the corner of the Martial Arts Hall, including Liu Qingyang, the head of the Liu family.

All those who could understand Ye Chen's movements looked at Ye Chen like a monster. It would take a lot of combat experience and skills to defuse Yang Zikun's continuous attacks like a tide.

At least, they have never seen such a young man.

When Yechen deflected Yang Zikun's rain-like attack, he suddenly stepped out and tripped lightly under his feet. Yang Zikun lost his balance and fell to his side.

At the same time as he fell, Yang Zikun put his right hand on the ground, and kicked Ye Chen's head with his upturned feet shining with silver light.

Yechen smiled slightly, moved his body slightly, and easily avoided it. At the same time, he kicked Yang Zikun's chest with his right foot, sending his body flying.

Yang Zikun's body flipped in the sky, and after landing on the ground, he took another five or six steps back before stopping.

Rubbing his sore chest, Yang Zikun laughed loudly and said, "Okay, okay, your strength is stronger than I imagined, and it is enough for me to exert my full strength."

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Let me see how well Yang Feng teaches people."

"You!" Yang Zikun's pupils shrank, "How do you know my origin?"

Yechen smiled and said, "If you can beat me, I'll tell you."

"Okay!" Yang Zikun shouted, "No matter what the outcome is, I will treat you to a drink." Yang Zikun's body suddenly rushed forward, this time, the silver light on his body was even brighter.

"Eat my palm, martial skill, bone-piercing dragon break!" At this moment, the power of the palm is no longer mainly thick. If every palm in the previous battle is like waving an iron rod, then after using the martial skill, it is equivalent to shaking the palm. That iron rod was sharpened into a sharp long sword, and its power was incomparable.

Ye Chen smiled, and said lightly: "Martial arts skills at the martial artist level, not bad." After speaking, Ye Chen took a step forward, and then slapped it forward with a palm. The power condensed by Yang Zikun was directly captured by Ye Chen smash.

Yang Zikun looked at Ye Chen in disbelief and said, "You can actually see the flaw in my attack? How did you do it?"

Yechen smiled: "Come again."

Yang Zikun drew the long sword from behind, with an extremely serious expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I'm going to use the strongest sword. If you can't catch it, stop immediately, and I will cancel the sword move."

Yechen shook his head: "Use all your strength, you are not qualified to make me back down."

"Okay, let me see your arrogant capital." On Yang Zikun's long sword, dots of silver light condensed, and suddenly, the whole sword emitted a dazzling silver light.

Holding the silver sword in hand, Yang Zikun yelled sharply: "Be careful, eat my sword, the evil light ghost sword!"

The long sword pierced Ye Chen from the void, and Ye Chen's face flickered under the silver light.

Yang Zikun's power also erupted at this moment. The power of the martial artist realm made many audience members who were close felt suffocated.

In the auditorium, Zhang Yun clenched her fists tightly and watched the scene nervously. This sword was too strong, and she was worried that something bad would happen to Yechen.

The rest of the group held their breath and did not dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing this rare scene. Most people would never see such a wonderful duel in their lifetime.

Under the long sword, Ye Chen smiled lightly and said, "The talent is not bad, not worse than Yang Feng."

Like a bolt of lightning, the long sword pierced Ye Chen's chest while Ye Chen was speaking.Everyone's pupils shrank slightly, as if seeing the scene of Ye Chen being pierced through the chest by a sword.

The long sword finally stopped at Yechen's chest.

Did Yang Zikun finally stop?Countless people looked around.

But he saw Yang Zikun's long sword resting on Yechen's chest, pinched by two fingers that shone faintly with silver light.

(End of this chapter)