Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 350 I Can't Kill You

Seeing Qian Lang's sword slashing towards Ye Mao's back, Dugu Mingyue couldn't help but let out a low "Ah..." Qian Lang's blow was so powerful that the burst of light from the sword flooded a large area of ​​the sky, showing its power fear.

And Ye Mao is still immersed in the illusion, it seems that Ye Mao can only stop here in this inner sect competition.

Ye Mao, Ye Mao, you are very powerful, but after all, you have only been an apprentice for five years, and there is no way to compare with those old disciples, or even those who have already become the inner sect's arrogance.

At this moment, I saw Ye Mao shrinking back, this shrinking was indescribably agile and fast, Ye Mao crashed into Qian Lang's arms before Qian Lang's sword fell.

"what!"

Qian Lang screamed, curled up and retreated violently, his hand was still covering the position between his legs, which seemed to be attacked.

The corner of Dugu Mingyue's mouth twitched, this Ye Mao was really despicable and sinister as always.

However, he also resolved the crisis because of this. I really don't know if this guy has really fallen into an illusion.

Qian Lang's sixth-layer illusion formation is a seventh-rank formation, which can even be cleaned up by monks at the beginning of the Martial Pearl Realm, so Ye Mao must not be pretending.

At this time, Ye Mao suddenly turned around, stared at Qian Lang viciously, and shouted: "Li old ghost, you actually want to sneak attack on me, hehe... How could you, an old bastard who stole an apprentice's bellyband, be able to deal with me?" .”

It's been a long time since Li Feng's scandal happened, the rumors gradually died down, Li Feng started to show up, and today he also came to watch the game, but ended up being so tragically shot.

Although Dugu Mingyue was quite far away from Li Feng, it could be seen that Li Feng's face turned livid and his body was shaking slightly, which showed that his heart must be full of anger.

"Li old ghost, you shameless scum, see if I can't beat you to death!" Ye Mao yelled, but rushed towards Qian Lang, flying his palms, attacking wildly, fiercely.

Qian Lang was injured to the very core of his life before, and he couldn't display [-]% of his combat power, even [-]% of it. He was completely suppressed by Ye Mao, and he was beaten badly.

Several times, Qian Lang frantically mobilized the Six-Layer Imaginary Formation, trying to lure Ye Mao away, but to no avail, Ye Mao actually bit him tightly with his extraordinary fighting spirit.

"Crack!"

One of Qian Lang's legs was completely broken, and he almost fell off the sky.

"what……"

Qian Lang received a slap on the head, and his face was red with blood.

……

Dugu Mingyue couldn't bear to look at it anymore, Ye Mao's subordinates were ruthless and ruthless, Qian Lang couldn't last long.

She couldn't help but look at the audience around her.

Some people exclaimed: "A guy who has sunk into the illusion, actually abused the life of the formation like that, this is simply a miracle that has never been seen in the ages."

Someone lamented: "Senior brother Qian is the one who wants to compete for the championship, why did he fall here? Ye Mao is just a late martial arts monk."

Some people didn't believe it: "Ye Mao didn't sink into the illusion at all, that guy has been acting all the time."

Not far away, several disciples under Li's sect were downcast, as if their parents had died.

Farther away were the disciples of Yutang's lineage. They roared and shouted excitedly, applauding and cheering for Ye Mao.

"I admit defeat!" Qian Lang couldn't hold back.

Qian Lang must have realized that if he continued to persevere, he would only be beaten worse.

A monk with the qualifications to win the championship, a master who became famous in the sect with the phantom formation, was won by Ye Mao, a sinister and despicable guy.

Dugu Mingyue was a little upset, this guy took another big step forward, getting closer to number one in the inner sect.

Qian Lang withdrew from the illusion formation.

Ye Mao suddenly trembled, blinked his eyes, looked around in confusion, and said, "The game is over, did I lose?"

The referee pointed at Qian Lang speechlessly.

"Oh, who is this? Why is he so miserable? I guess his parents don't know him anymore." Ye Mao stared at him carefully, "This seems to be... Qian Lang, isn't it, he was beaten by me?"

Seeing everyone around nodding, Ye Mao shouted excitedly: "Ah, I'm really amazing. I admire myself so much. I can beat my opponent like this when I'm immersed in an illusion. I'm really a talent."

"Stop acting, everyone understands." The referee couldn't stand it anymore.

Ye Mao looked at the referee and said, "You are a cultivator at the early stage of the Martial Pearl Realm. After entering that phantom array, can you stay awake?"

"I'm afraid not!" The referee replied.

Ye Mao asked again: "Look, you can't stay awake as a monk at the Martial Pearl Realm, can I, a monk at the Martial Mansion Realm, not sink into the illusion?"

"..." The referee was speechless.

Ye Mao got off the battle platform.

The next battle was between the dark horse Zhou Jian and a female disciple.

He has long heard people say that this Zhou Jian's swordsmanship is extremely terrifying, seeing him today, it really is a well-deserved reputation.

Facing a monk of the same realm, Zhou Jian simply and neatly defeated him with a light sword strike.

Afterwards, he saw another dark horse, Ximen Yuan, who possessed an innate fifth-grade bone array——spiritual eye array, which could see through illusions and find out all the opponent's flaws.

Along the way, he and Zhou Jian almost always defeated the enemy within one or two strokes, and their prestige was stronger than many old disciples.

The nine battles quickly came to an end, and the top nine were Hu Bugui, Xue Jingshu, Ximenyuan, Zhou Jian, Ye Mao, Feng Miaoyu, and Su Mo.

And nine people including Qian Lang, Xiao Yu, and He Xiangning who lost in today's match began to compete for the tenth place in the inner sect.

Qian Lang has the strength to win the championship, and his combat power is superior to Xiao Yu, He Xiangning and others. Unfortunately, he was beaten too badly by Ye Mao before, and his injuries could not be recovered, so No.10 finally fell into Xiao Yu's hands.

Seeing the loud cheers from the disciples of Yutang Peak, Ye Mao couldn't help laughing. He and Xiao Yu entered the top ten of Yutang this time, which is an unprecedented good result in a hundred years.

The first round of the championship competition is over, and the further the next game is, the more intense the battle will be.

For the audience, it's that particularly intense fight that they want to see.

Ye Mao woke up in the morning with a refreshed look. After breakfast, he carried the banner to Yunyin Peak. There were already a sea of ​​people. There were already eight monks who made it to the top nine, and he was the only one missing.

"Come here to draw lots!" The referee greeted him quickly when he saw him.

……

"Today's first battle, Hu Bugui will face Su Mo!"

Hu Bugui is very strong, already possessing the strength comparable to that of a monk in the early stages of the Martial Pearl Realm. It must be said that Su Mo was very unlucky to meet this person.

The result was just as Ye Mao expected, Su Mo was defeated within half a stick of effort between the two of them.

Afterwards, Feng Miaoyu competed with a guy named Feng Yanqing. It is said that this Feng Yanqing is the eighth in the inner sect, and he is completely Feng Miaoyu's target.

Feng Miaoyu only used three arrows to force Feng Yanqing to admit defeat.

And the next third match will be Ye Mao, and his opponent is another dark horse in this competition.

"Ye Mao, I hope you don't lose the battle, because I want to cut off your hope of winning the championship with my own hands." Xue Jingshu said.

Ye Mao curled his lips in disdain, lifted his feet into the air, and looked at his opponent.

(End of this chapter)