Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 183 Fierce Battle

Rumble!
A terrifying collision sounded on the ring, and Ouyang could only feel an unparalleled coercion pressing hard on him, as if countless unshakable mountains were collapsing, trying to crush him.

rub rub!
Ouyang's body kept retreating, and countless blood spurted out of his mouth instantly, causing everyone around to clenched their fists and worried.

Looking at his opponent again, he walked out with his hands on his back, as if he was strolling in a garden, that easy-going posture seemed to be able to crush Ouyang.

At this moment, the surrounding crowd and the Imperial City Academy all felt disappointed. Could it be that the Academy is really going to lose and be swept away by force?

"Wuhun!"

However, how could Ouyang be willing to admit defeat? With a roar of anger, his martial soul vitality burst out instantly, and the terrifying sword energy roared in the void, like endless sword rain descending from the sky.

"Master." Fatty Xuan's eyes were a little reddish, he didn't like Ouyang, he didn't care about his life in the trial forest, and the scene of courting Xue Zhen in the Imperial City Academy couldn't help echoing in his mind.

However, at this moment, seeing Ouyang desperately fighting to the death for the glory of the school, the already persecuted figure had no intention of admitting defeat. In an instant, that figure seemed to grow taller.

What is certain is that after this battle, no matter the winner or loser, the views of Ouyang from the Imperial City Academy have changed again.

When Ouyang released the power of his martial soul to resist the opponent's sword, the warrior's pupils constricted slightly, but they returned to normal in an instant.

Immediately, a faint smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, and he walked straight out. The terrifying sword energy seemed to be able to tear everything apart, tearing up Ouyang's long dragon of sword energy, and the endless sword rain crazily fell towards Ouyang. .

Boom!

Rumble!
Ouyang's dragon of sword aura continued to collapse, and the terrifying power of sword aura surged in an instant. He only felt as if a speeding train was coming, and a terrifying impact hit his chest.

In an instant, he flew upside down, and the terrifying blood sprayed the blue sky, as if connecting the sky and the earth, like a blood column.

"Ouyang!"

"Master!"

On the high stage, all the instructors got up one after another, and all the students were extremely nervous. If Ouyang fell into the ring, today, the Imperial City Academy would lose completely.

Ouyang also knew this. He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and tapped his toes in the void a few times. His figure turned back and landed on the edge of the ring. He staggered back two steps and almost fell, but in the end, he was still stable. Hold the body.

"puff!"

He supported his knees with his palms and tried his best to keep his body balanced, but he still spurted out a lot of blood.

Although Ouyang returned to the ring, the crowd did not relax at all, and their expressions were full of worry. Many people secretly gritted their teeth, moved by Ouyang's spirit of not admitting defeat.

"My sword energy is not as powerful as his, so I can't confront him head-on!" Ouyang raised his head, although his face was as pale as paper, his eyes gradually turned red.

"Yes, this kind of battle is interesting." The warrior looked at Ouyang lightly, and then his aura began to rise, and countless sword qi began to surge, pressing towards Ouyang like an impenetrable tide.

Boom!
Ouyang stepped on the ground with both feet, and there was a violent bang, and the ring under his feet was shattered a little, and his figure began to transform into afterimages, flickering on the ring.

A dense wave of sword energy fell, but Ouyang's figure was still flashing rapidly, and he was not hit by force.

"This is?"

Many people have noticed the changes in Ouyang, especially Bu Qingyun and Ye Qianzhong, whose eyes that had been deep and calm all this time finally revealed a glint of brilliance. It feels lame, but it can already dodge the opponent's attack.

Seeing the terrifying sword aura of the sword cultivator in Yuanwu Academy continue to urge, and the more powerful sword aura covers the sky and the sun, but still can't bombard Ouyang, Ye Qianzhong, Bu Qingyun and others have a faint feeling , this battle, Ouyang seems to be able to win.

No one knows how Ouyang learned how Mo Chen stepped on the auspicious cloud. It can also be said that Ouyang didn't learn it at all. s attack.

It's hard to imagine how powerful Mo Chen's stepping on Xiangyun is.

Of course, the shock at this moment has been completely overshadowed by the hope brought by Ouyang. Everyone hopes that Ouyang can fully grasp Mo Chen's footsteps on Xiangyun and turn defeat into victory.

Ouyang did have some insights from Mo Chen's foot stepping on the auspicious cloud, and he comprehended a set of steps to avoid attacks. Although it was not as powerful as Mo Chen's foot stepping on the auspicious cloud, it still had a significant effect within the same level.

He was not in a hurry to fight back, but was waiting, waiting for the best time.

As time passed, the sword cultivator seemed to become a little irritable, and countless terrifying vitality turned into a rain of swords, and even released his martial spirit, turning into a violent storm, without giving Ouyang any room to hide, as if he wanted to He was strangled to death.

"All swords are united!"

The impatient sword cultivator directly unleashed the strongest blow, and the terrifying storm all over the sky suddenly began to shrink rapidly from all directions, as if a huge net that had been opened began to close the net, and the terrifying rainstorm sword energy continued to gather, trying to envelop Ouyang inside .

"It's now!"

However, at this moment, an afterimage suddenly soared into the sky, rushed out of the giant net of Wanjian Guiyi, and then exuded Lingtian Qi, urging all the power out, bursting out two long dragons of sword Qi, facing the sword. The warriors rushed away.

Rumble!
The roaring sound caused everyone's heart to beat, and the crowd saw two long dragons directly engulfing the sword cultivator, and the terrifying sword force directly submerged him, flew him out, and fell heavily under the ring.

At this moment, the crowd still couldn't believe it. Ouyang was seriously injured by the opponent, and then he was constantly suppressed by the opponent. It seemed that he had no chance of winning, but at this moment, he defeated the opponent strongly.

"call!"

Ouyang landed on the ground, and his staggered body was directly slumped on the ring. He heaved a long sigh of relief, and his pale face was filled with endless excitement.

"Mo Chen." Looking at the sword cultivator who was knocked away by him, Ouyang's eyes lit up, and he murmured the name of the caller, Mo Chen.

If it wasn't for Mo Chen's martial art of stepping on auspicious clouds, he wouldn't be lucky enough to defeat the opponent today. At this moment, he seemed to understand Mo Chen's status in the school, and he also understood Mo Chen's strength.

"Acceptance!"

Ouyang stood up and said politely to the sword repairer, although he didn't have the arrogant posture of the victorious fighters in Yuanwu Academy, but the word "acceptance" made everyone feel very relieved.

Don't you Yuanwu Academy want to sweep the Imperial City Academy?Aren't you Long Aotian fully prepared?

But there are still people in the academy who can defeat you, and they can still defeat you.

"Young Master." The sword repairer came to Ye Lang, the smile on the latter's face remained unchanged, and he said softly: "It doesn't matter if they win a game, you take a rest first, who will come next?"

"I come."

A warrior with a broad knife leaped onto the ring, with a terrifying aura erupting from his body, and looked provocatively at the high platform of the academy. In this battle, he wanted to directly defeat the Imperial City Academy.

"I'll fight you!"

The person who challenged this person from the academy was a nearly forty-year-old mentor with the second level of Yuanwu.

With Ouyang swearing to fight to the death, their blood began to burn, and their fighting intent burst out like killing the sky.

From the moment he made a move, those with vicious eyes could already see that in this battle, the Imperial City Academy will move back to another round.

As the battle continued, almost everyone could see it, and saw that the tutor of the school was like an ancient giant beast out of trouble, with violent moves, he didn't care about the opponent's attack, and directly destroyed all the opponent's attacks with a brutal fighting style like fighting for life .

In the end, the members of the Yuanwu Academy did not dare to risk their lives, and were defeated under the brutal attack of the instructors of the academy.

Immediately afterwards, another instructor from the Imperial City Academy also won the next game, winning three games in a row, reducing the big score to three to four.

This scene made the surrounding crowd and the students of the academy excited. The Imperial City Academy really wasn't so easy to defeat.

However, despite this, people found that the faces of Ye Lang and Long Aotian did not change at all. Under the calm faces, there seemed to be no worries at all. Today, they went to the Imperial City Academy. Naturally, they would not return in failure.

In the eighth battle, since Feng Yang hadn't shown up yet, Gu Qinglian could only fight in the academy.

"Mr. Gu is the number one tutor of the Imperial City Academy. This battle should be left to me. I don't have the confidence to win the decisive battle."

But just when Gu Qinglian was about to stand up, a voice suddenly came from outside the crowd. Everyone followed the reputation and saw Feng Yang strolling in. His expression was calm, but his aura gradually rose. Wu Sanzhong's powerful aura was completely released, spreading in all directions like a torrent.

"It's Feng Yang. He actually broke through to the third level of Yuanwu. I haven't seen him for a few months. So he was breaking through in seclusion."

Instructors and students of the school all looked at the figure on the ring. They hadn't seen Feng Yang's figure in the past few months. They didn't expect to appear at this moment, and they had already broken through to the third level of Yuanwu.

However, the eyes of the crowd fell on the direction of the Yuanwu Academy. Among the top ten mentors, apart from the fourth-level Yuanwu warrior who quit and the fourth-level Yuanwu warrior who fought against Gu Qinglian, there was actually a third-level Yuanwu warrior. Aotian and the others already knew that Feng Yang had broken through?
Even the people in the school don't know that Feng Yang has broken through, but Long Aotian has prepared a third level Yuanwu warrior for him. This is by no means a fluke, he definitely knew that Feng Yang had broken through.

It is enough to see that Long Aotian and others are well prepared for today.

The triple martial artist from Yuanwu Academy looked at Feng Yang calmly, and then walked out.

The moment he stepped forward, Ye Lang said softly: "Huangcheng Academy is fighting for life, he is ruthless, you must be more ruthless than him."

"Understood." The eyes of the triple martial artist flickered, and he jumped onto the stage.

Everyone's eyes were on the ring, but no one noticed that there was a man in a bamboo hat who came with Feng Yang, and he stood quietly in the crowd, watching the scene.

This person was none other than Mo Chen. Although he did not see Mo Zining, he knew that Ye Qianzhong would never hand over Mo Zining.

The battle on the arena has already begun. Whether it is Feng Yang or his opponent, they all immediately burst out with the strongest attack power. Fierce.

The strong wind howled, full of vigor, as if the water of the underworld enveloped the four directions, and the fierce battle gave people a sense of death.

(End of this chapter)