blenderwars Chapter 109 Cutting
Chapter 109 Cutting
"It's better to admit defeat early and avoid many crimes."
Although Ye Chen was at a height of more than ten feet, they could hear their gossip clearly.
Ye Chen hurriedly checked the reason and found out why.
Then, Ye Chen tried again. This time, the embryonic form of the martial spirit in his mind hadn't been formed yet, the bones in his legs were almost pulled out, and he fell to his knees without any strong support.
There was an uproar again in the audience.
"Presumably this Asura martial soul is taboo to imitate, or it needs to be created with a unique style from the heart." Ye Chen knelt and pondered for a while, it was also a guess.
At this time, the surging martial soul that was free from anxiety was already approaching Ye Chen, a roar like a torrential rain, and the surging and turbulent waves engulfed Ye Chen.
"It's true, it's true." Ye Chen choked and cursed inwardly.
He can't just let him go and let him kill him.Ye Chen struggled, and with a thought, a black vortex grew from small to large and spread out.
It's also strange, once he didn't imitate, Ye Chen suddenly felt the strength in his legs recover, and stood up quickly, no longer being looked down upon by others, and ridiculed again and again.
From this moment, Ye Chen suddenly realized that the Asura Martial Soul has no specific and inherent shape, and it is not that simple to think and imagine at will. The previous attempts, imitation was not enough, and it was harmed by it. It must be created by itself, that is, to create .
It's just that I don't know if the martial soul I have can be reused, that will have to be verified in the future.
If it can't be reused, it needs to be replaced every battle. In this life, on the way to the peak of martial arts, I don't know how many types and how many martial spirits have to be imagined.
When he identified this Asura Martial Spirit at the beginning, he would change it according to the situation. In the end, he believed in himself, although there were setbacks, he would definitely go further.
"Boy, go to hell!" Hu Tingzi shouted when he saw that Ye Chen was already in his surging martial soul, and he had the chance to win.
call!call!
Hu Ting was in his ears, the wind was so violent that he even felt his martial spirit vibrating.
He was surprised and saw a rapidly growing black whirlwind in the Surging Martial Soul, with Ye Chen as the center, breaking the waves of the Surging Soul.
As the whirlwind grows bigger and bigger, the power of shattering becomes even more unstoppable
Hu Tingzizai didn't dare to be careless, if a disciple in green couldn't stand him up, what face would he have to gain a foothold among the disciples in white in the future, not to mention signing a life and death certificate, in case he was defeated and died, he would die without worry.
Thinking of death, he couldn't help but shudder. Before this, the word death had never flashed in his mind, why did he feel this way when it appeared.
"I can't die, my martial art, Hu Ting Zi Zai, is still very far away, this is just the beginning, how can it end?" Thinking, Hu Yan Zi Zai will do his best.
If before, he had used eight points of his strength, now he had fully released his cultivation base, more than twelve points.
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Hu Yan is free and evil, and Ye Chen is also struggling in the turbulent lake.
At this time, the voice and smile of the grandfather on earth suddenly appeared in his mind, reminding Ye Chen that when his grandfather was buried, there was only a reed mat wrapped around his body, and he did not even have a coffin with the smallest mouth. All kinds of pasts that depend on each other.
In the next moment, Ye Chen raised his head to the sky and screamed, and the black whirlwind suddenly exploded again.
At first, there was no movement, just like the picture, but at this time, the sky and the earth were not only dark, making the audience onlookers feel as if they were facing a gust of wind, a roaring coast, and a cold wind constantly hitting their faces, which made them shiver stand up.
"A white-clothed disciple with a cultivation base of the seventh level of the Baiyi Realm should be able to deal with a thousand-level fifth-level disciple in seconds. Why is the stalemate endless?"
"Yeah, this disciple in white is really bad."
"It's not that the white-clothed disciple is bad, but that this Tsing-clothed disciple has extraordinary combat power, and his martial spirit is unpredictable. What exactly it is seems to be uncertain."
Ye Chen's martial soul is full of mystery, which arouses the curiosity of many people.
The fighting between them and the cold air they emitted made many people feel cold, and they kept blowing their hands to keep warm.
"Is it over yet?" Some people began to get impatient.
"Wow!"
The crowd of onlookers, almost in an instant, felt as if cold water was being poured on them, and they shivered.
boom!
On the high martial arts stage, Hu Tingzizai and Ye Chen both retreated to the edge of the martial arts stage, but Ye Chen possessed the Wanhua Qiankun Jue. With a little thought, he transformed and returned to the center of the stage.
But Hu Ting Zizai was miserable, but with a plop, he fell heavily to the ground from a height.
I don't know who fell into the well, a stone was thrown under his body in time, although it was not big, it just hit his heart, not only the pain was terrific, but he also vomited a mouthful of blood, unconscious.
It's no wonder that a young man like him has no status in his family and likes to be brave outside, so it's inevitable to offend others. If someone sees that he has fallen into a well, it means he has no grudge against him.
Ye Chen was fine. Seeing his victory, Elder Hao had already been under the martial arts stage and pressed the button to make him fall from the height.
After the martial arts stage was settled, Elder Hao stepped up and called a deacon.Immediately there was a deacon, holding a white robe and walking towards the martial arts stage.
"Now I declare..." Elder Hao suddenly realized that he didn't know Ye Chen's name, so he had to ask Ye Chen, "What's your name?"
"My name is Ye Chen." Ye Chen replied.
Elder Hao took the white robe from the deacon's hand, and said, "Now you have officially become a white-clothed disciple of the outer sect of Tianxing Sect."
Elder Hao called the word "Outer Sect", and his pronunciation was particularly louder than the other words, so the meaning can be imagined, he is only an outer sect disciple, don't be happy, the road ahead is long.
An elder, distributing clothes to an outer disciple is really like the frost and snow on the seedlings in the field in midsummer, which is rare and unusual.
Among the many white-clothed disciples, it aroused jealousy and resentment; few people looked at them with admiration, because they had another opponent, or a stumbling block in the way of martial arts.
Becoming a white-clothed disciple also has his own room, no longer like a green-clothed disciple, where a few or even a dozen people squeeze into a room, without any privacy at all.
After resting for more than an hour in Ye Chen's room, an anxious knock on the door woke him up.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes, opened the door and saw Ruo Zhizhi and Xiao Xue.
If Zhizhi is still the same, her head is full of enthusiasm, Xiao Xue is still stiff-footed, looking like a stranger.
"Tonight is the so-called Dan night in the capital, let's go shopping together."
If you know, you know.
"But I don't have the money to buy pills." Ye Chen didn't want to go.
If you know it, you say: "It depends on your ability. The so-called capital city is not just a business of pills."
"Then you mean..." Ye Chen understood, washed his face, and walked to the door of the sect with the two of them.
There is still a long way to go before leaving the sect. Along the way, Ye Chen walked with them, often attracting envious looks from the male disciples.