Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 184 The Sword Roar (8)
The Qiankun Shield rose up following the guidance, and appeared at the tip of the Poyan Sword. The energy soared, and Ye Yang almost went all out to meet the opponent's full blow!
Time seemed to be frozen, and everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. No one thought that this year's rookie tournament would have such a level of competition. Although Ye Yang was only a kid at the fifth level of the earth, his fierce moves were not inferior to those used to Peng Cheng of the seventh level of the earth!

"boom!"

The ground shook, and the energy of the angry sword roar finally collided with the Qiankun Shield, and there was a roaring sound immediately. The surroundings of the Vulcan altar seemed to be collapsing.

A large number of flames condensed in the air and lingered for a long time.

Finally, after a while, a moment of tranquility returned to the competition arena.

"Uh! Ziyu..."

Ye Nantian opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the field with a stabbing heart.

The martial arts arena has been bombarded with holes. Among the ruins, Ye Yang knelt on one knee, leaning on the Po Yan Sword in one hand. The blue clothes on his upper body were torn to pieces by the energy impact, revealing pieces of golden muscles.

"puff……"

Suddenly spouting a mouthful of blood, Ye Yang raised his brows upside down. He couldn't believe that the strength of the opponent was so strong. Even the Qiankun Shield derived from his own strongest power still couldn't resist the roar of the opponent's angry sword. The seventh level of the earth is a difference of two levels. This gap is really insurmountable, even if I practice the more advanced and mysterious Vulcan Remnant Scroll and Qiankun Shield, it will not help.

In the air, a handsome figure floated down a few meters in front of Ye Yang. It was Peng Cheng. Compared with Ye Yang who was in a mess, Peng Cheng was much more at ease. His eyes were stern, and he looked at Ye Yang fiercely. Ye Yang said angrily: "Boy, if your skills are inferior to this, prepare to die!"

Ye Yang supported the sharp sword, stood up suddenly, and looked directly at the other party with a pair of clear eyes. Although he was trembling even when he stood still, he still said lightly: "Before you kill me, don't speak nonsense."

"Humph!"

Peng Cheng snorted coldly, raised the long knife forward, and the Vulcan power flew up, ready to launch another fierce move.

……

At this moment, a group of people came outside the arena of the Vulcan Altar, dressed luxuriously.

Immediately, Peng Feng stood up and went to greet him in person.

The escorting clerk yelled several times at the top of his voice——

"The general of the Great Qin Empire, the governor of the eastern province, General Wang Dian is here!"

"Lord of the good city, Master Pang Jing is here!"

"Young Master Liangcheng, son of Pang Jing, Master Pang Nan is here!"

……

Sure enough, if it is either conspicuous or expensive, it is no wonder that Peng Feng greeted him personally.

On the stage, Peng Cheng frowned at the person who came, and temporarily stopped gaining momentum.

Ye Yang's eyes were calm, but the remnants of the fire god's true energy in his body were flowing surgingly, and he seized every minute to recover his blood and calm his breath. At the same time, Qin Fang's voice sounded from the bottom of his heart: "Ziyu, if you really can't do it, don't force it. Boy Peng Cheng is extremely talented, and your training time is still short, this contest is not fair at all!"

(End of this chapter)