Chapter 272

Ye Xingchen sat quietly on the rostrum, and slowly looked at the last four people who advanced. He was very relaxed, without any pressure, after all, there was a gap in strength.

From Shen Yuntian's point of view, Shen Juetian's words undoubtedly gave him a chance to teach Ye Xingchen a lesson. There was a burning look in his eyes, and he wanted to challenge Ye Xingchen.

Shen Xiaoming's eyes were also fixed on Ye Xingchen. He had long since disliked Ye Xingchen and wanted to teach Ye Xingchen a lesson.

Shen Xuehua and Shen Yuming didn't speak, because they also couldn't see through Ye Xingchen's reality.

"I don't know if I can challenge Ye Xingchen?" Shen Yuntian finally couldn't help but want to challenge Ye Xingchen, he said loudly.

Ye Xingchen didn't speak, Shen Juetian nodded, and said loudly, "Of course you can challenge. As I said, anyone can challenge."

A smile appeared on Shen Yuntian's face, he took a step forward, and was about to speak, when suddenly Shen Xiaoming stopped Shen Yuntian.

"Brother Yuntian, a little Ye Xingchen is not enough for you to make a move. Let it go to the younger brother. If he can't even defeat the younger brother, how can he be qualified to fight with you?" Shen Xiaoming had a sinister smile on his face. Hehe said.

Shen Yuntian stopped his body, thought for a while, then nodded lightly, and said loudly: "Since brother Xiaoming said so, then I will let you go and challenge Ye Xingchen."

When Shen Xiaoming heard Shen Yuntian's words, a smile appeared on his face, and then he walked slowly onto the martial arts stage, looking at Ye Xingchen on the rostrum.

"Ye Xingchen, I, Shen Xiaoming, challenge you, how dare you?" Shen Xiaoming shouted domineeringly.

The elders on the rostrum looked at Ye Xingchen one after another, with a strange look in their eyes, and Shen Juetian shook his head helplessly, looking at Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen stood up slowly, looked at Shen Xiaoming, and said loudly: "Since you want to challenge me, then I will do as you wish."

Ye Xingchen jumped straight onto the stage, and looked at Shen Xiaoming.

"Hahaha, Ye Xingchen, I have to say, your courage is still very good, but if you want to enter the sword forest, courage alone is not enough." Shen Xiaoming said coldly, as if he had decided that Ye Xingchen would not be him. opponent.

Ye Xingchen ignored Shen Xiaoming, with a look of impatience on his face.

Shen Xiaoming, Shen Yuntian and others provoked repeatedly, even if Ye Xingchen had a good temper, he was still a little angry at this moment.

Seeing Ye Xingchen getting angry, Shen Juetian said in a low voice: "Brother Ye, be merciful."

Although Shen Juetian's voice was very low, it still reached everyone's ears, and everyone discussed it one after another.

Many disciples who had seen Ye Xingchen's shot thought that there was no suspense in this match, while those who had never seen Ye Xingchen's shot thought that Ye Xingchen would definitely lose.

Shen Yuntian and the others squinted their eyes, looking at the two people on the martial arts stage, wondering what they were thinking.

On the martial arts stage, Ye Xingchen nodded slightly to Shen Juetian.

After Shen Xiaoming heard Shen Juetian's words, his face changed. What Shen Juetian said meant that he was not Ye Xingchen's opponent at all.

Shen Xiaoming was extremely angry in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "Ye Xingchen, I will definitely beat you to the ground in front of all the elders."

"You talk a lot of nonsense, you only need one move to defeat you." Ye Xingchen said coldly, without giving Shen Xiaoming any face.

"Alright, alright, Ye Xingchen, you're doing well. It doesn't matter if you have a good mouth. I'll let you know the gap between the two of us later." Shen Xiaoming was furious at Ye Xingchen, his face was full of anger, Roared in a low voice.

"That's a lot of nonsense." Ye Xingchen said in a cold voice, staring at Shen Xiaoming.

"Ye Xingchen, this is you looking for death." Shen Xiaoming suddenly burst out with his powerful aura, and directly pressed towards Ye Xingchen.

Facing Shen Xiaoming's oppression, Ye Xingchen didn't even bother to use the Nine Layer Thunder Body, and easily resisted it with his physical body.

Seeing this scene, Shen Xiaoming's expression changed, and he said in a cold voice, "Physical strength is not bad, but I don't know how strong it is?"

Afterwards, Shen Xiaoming tapped his toes, and a long sword appeared in his hand, and he was about to perform the Heavenly Sword Technique.

Shen Xiaoming has already mastered the first two swords of Heavenly Sword Art. He is very confident that if Ye Xingchen uses the first two swords of Heavenly Sword Art, it is impossible for Ye Xingchen to have any chance to dodge.

"Heavenly swordsmanship."

Shen Xiaoming yelled loudly, waving the long sword in his hand continuously, and traces of frightening aura emanated from the long sword.

With a flick of Shen Xiaoming's wrist, the long sword formed a very powerful sword shadow in the void. When this sword shadow appeared, the void trembled a little.

"Go to hell." Shen Xiaoming yelled, stabbed lightly with the long sword in his hand, and the sword shadow in the void suddenly attacked Ye Xingchen.

This is the first sword and the second sword of Tianjianshu. Even Shen Yuntian dare not say that he will not use the body protection technique head-on, and he can continue.

Facing Shen Xiaoming's menacing attack, Ye Xingchen didn't use any spiritual power at all, because he couldn't feel any fluctuation of spiritual power around him.

Under the square, Shen Yuntian looked at Ye Xingchen standing quietly on the martial arts platform, and he muttered to himself: "Do you think you can't take it, or do you have a plan?"

Shen Xuehua and Shen Yuming quietly watched the two people on the martial arts stage.

"How do you think Ye Xingchen will win the game?" On the rostrum, one of the elders asked with a smile.

"It is estimated that Shen Xiaoming will be defeated by one move. After all, Ye Xingchen's strength is comparable to that of the late Grandmaster. In front of Ye Xingchen, the younger generation of Tianjianmen are useless." Another elder said in a low voice.

"I hope Ye Xingchen will be merciful." Shen Juetian stared at Ye Xingchen on the martial arts stage, muttering to himself.

Regarding Shen Xiaoming, many elders on the rostrum also shook their heads one after another, challenging who was not good, they insisted on jumping out to challenge Ye Xingchen.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Shen Xiaoming tapped his toes lightly, following the shadow of the sword in the void, he quickly attacked Ye Xingchen.

And when Shen Xiaoming saw that Ye Xingchen didn't make any moves, his face was overjoyed, and he thought it would be no problem to win Ye Xingchen.

"Why didn't Ye Xingchen dodge or fight back?"

"Oh my god, what on earth is Ye Xingchen going to do? Shen Xiaoming's attack is very fierce. Even if he insists on following it, he will still be injured, right?"

"I really look forward to Ye Xingchen's great power."

On the square, everyone held their breath and stared at the two figures.

And just when Shen Xiaoming's long sword was about to touch Ye Xingchen, Ye Xingchen suddenly moved.

He slowly opened his dark eyes.

"Tianxing finger."

Ye Xingchen shouted softly, the spiritual power in his dantian burst out suddenly, gathered on the index finger of his right hand, and then lightly shot towards Shen Xiaoming's long sword.

A black finger light instantly appeared in front of Ye Xingchen, striking towards Shen Xiaoming's long sword.

"Go to hell." Seeing Ye Xingchen's counterattack, Shen Xiaoming didn't care at all, and shouted loudly. At the same time, the long sword in his hand collided with Ye Xingchen's star finger.

"boom……"

There was a loud noise, and a figure flew upside down in an instant and fell to the ground.

After the dust cleared, everyone looked anxiously, and suddenly found that it was Shen Xiaoming who flew upside down, while Ye Xingchen was still standing on the martial arts stage with a calm expression, as if he had never moved.

Everyone was in an uproar, and even Shen Yuntian and the others changed their expressions, staring at Ye Xingchen coldly.

At this moment, Shen Xiaoming fell to the ground, vomited blood, his face was pale, and he looked at Ye Xingchen in disbelief.

Although there was a collision between lightning and flint just now, Shen Xiaoming knew very well that at the last moment just now, Ye Xingchen erupted with a very powerful force and directly injured himself with one finger.

"Pfft..." Shen Xiaoming fell to the ground, spitting out blood, and the white-haired elder also quickly walked onto the martial arts stage, helped Shen Xiaoming up, and felt a little sense.

"Shen Xiaoming is seriously injured, hurry up and help him down for treatment." The white-haired elder said loudly, and then several servants helped Shen Xiaoming down.

Ye Xingchen flew to the rostrum in a volley, and cupped his hands at Shen Juetian.

"Impossible, how could Ye Xingchen defeat Shen Xiaoming?" Shen Yuntian roared loudly, he couldn't believe this fact.

Even if he fights Shen Xiaoming, it is impossible to injure Shen Xiaoming with one blow, making him powerless to fight.

"Shen Yuntian, don't you understand until now? Brother Ye's strength is far beyond your comparability, and Brother Ye showed mercy to Shen Xiaoming just now. If he pointed his finger at Shen Xiaoming, Shen Xiaoming is already A dead person." Hearing Shen Yuntian's cry, Shen Juetian said in a cold voice.

Only then did everyone realize that Ye Xingchen's finger had indeed hit Shen Xiaoming's long sword just now.

Shen Yuntian felt a bit of fear at the moment, and looked at Ye Xingchen with complicated eyes.

Although he didn't know how Ye Xingchen did it just now, he could clearly feel that Ye Xingchen's last burst of combat power was definitely not comparable to them, but he couldn't accept it for a while.

"Okay, Ye Xingchen has defeated Shen Xiaoming, so he can enter the sword forest. Everyone, let's go. At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, the four of you will follow me to the sword forest at the top of Tianjian Peak." Shen Juetian said loudly.

Everyone in the square was shocked. Although many warriors had seen Ye Xingchen's battle scene yesterday, the battle where Ye Xingchen wounded Shen Xiaoming with one finger just now still shocked everyone.

Shocked, many disciples dispersed slowly, and the elders also returned to their residences.

When Shen Yuntian was about to leave, he took a hard look at Ye Xingchen with a complicated look in his eyes.

"How is it possible? How could he be so powerful?" Shen Yuntian whispered as he walked, "He is not as old as me."

Shen Xuehua and Shen Yuming took a deep look at Ye Xingchen with admiration in their eyes, and then slowly left the square.

(End of this chapter)

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