Kyushu Daoist Master

"Is this kid really capable or ignorant? He dared to take the initiative in fighting with the old-fashioned disciples of the Battle Hall. According to the rules, he can pass the test if he can survive ten moves. Generally, the new disciples will dodge with all their strength and try to survive these ten moves. I have been in the Battle Hall for so many years, and I have only seen this reckless man."

Ke Yang watched Yang Ze punch and gave instructions under the martial arts arena.

Hearing this, Lin Weifeng shook his head and said, "This man is not a reckless man. You can see that he has a very good grasp of the timing and strength of his punches. The power is concentrated in that punch and bursts out without leaking too much, which proves that he should have a lot of combat experience.

You should know that the other new disciples, although they are all talented, their combat experience is really hard to describe."

When Lin Weifeng said this, many people in the field were immediately awakened, and the laughter was restrained.

When the two talked, on the martial arts stage, Yang Ze and Yu Mao's fists collided with each other, and the two streams of blood collided with each other, and the power swept out from their fists.

Yang Ze's sleeves were constantly dancing under the force. His Qi and blood had already exploded to the limit, and the bone-hardening force flowed through his body, giving him great strength.

Yu Mao, who was opposite him, also looked serious at this moment. He originally thought that he could knock Yang Ze away with one punch, but in the collision of this punch, he felt that Yang Ze's Qi and blood were not much weaker than his own.

Yu Mao did not dare to be careless. His true energy burst out from his fist and rushed towards Yang Ze, forcing Yang Ze to release his true energy.

The true energy of the two collided with each other, and the force was vented out. The Qi and blood force was stirred together, and the two bodies retreated.

Yu Mao resisted the oncoming force, stepped back two steps, stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, stopped his body, shouted, and the momentum on his body exploded to the limit.

"This punch of mine is a full-strength punch after I have tempered twenty-nine lower limb bones. As long as you can catch it, you win!"

The smile on Yu Mao's face completely disappeared, replaced by a strong fighting spirit.

As a disciple of the Battle Hall who entered the sect earlier than Yang Ze, after being repelled by Yang Ze with a frontal punch, Yu Mao's fighting spirit was ignited, and he no longer held back. This time, he would do his best to defeat Yang Ze.

Yang Ze's expression was not relaxed either. He gently shook his right hand to dispel the numbness in his right hand.

The disciples of the Battle Hall are indeed extraordinary. Their combat experience is not comparable to that of the weaklings of the registered disciples. Once they encounter a strong enemy, they will immediately use their full strength.

The bloody sword behind him was unsheathed. The moment Yang Ze held the sword, the sword momentum rose, the blade was exposed, and the sharp intention slowly flowed from his body in an instant.

The moment the bloody sword appeared, many of the disciples of the Battle Hall under the martial arts stage had bright eyes and stared at Yang Ze's bloody sword intently.

"Top-grade sharp weapon, he actually has such a good thing." The speaker was Ke Yang. Even though they were third-grade warriors, top-grade sharp weapons were rare good things for them.

"No, I didn't expect Yang Ze to have a top-grade sharp weapon. Yu Mao is in trouble." Lin Weifeng exclaimed.

At this time, Yang Ze injected all the true energy in his dantian into the blood evil knife. Outsiders could not see that his twelve well-tempered lower limb bones all emitted a faint golden light at this moment, which brought Yang Ze powerful power and raised the knife momentum that had reached its limit to a higher level.

A knife aura emerged from the blood evil knife. Yang Ze held the knife with both hands. He also used all his strength in this knife. The air around him was gradually pushed away under this fierce knife momentum.

Yu Mao naturally saw everything Yang Ze did, but Yu Mao not only did not show any fear, his eyes were red, and at the moment when Yang Ze's momentum was about to reach its limit, he suddenly punched with his right hand.

At the moment of the punch, the outflow of true energy led to the airflow on the martial arts stage to gather together, condensing into a huge and blurred fist, which hit Yang Ze.

Yang Ze never drew his sword until the huge fist was only three feet away from him, then he moved.

With a strong swing of his arms, the sword force that had been brewing for a long time poured out in the blink of an eye, and a majestic sword energy slashed down and collided with the fist.

At this moment, a layer of protective light curtain immediately rose on the martial arts stage, covering the martial arts stage, and the next moment there was a burst of impact at the center of the collision.

Under this impact, the ground where the two of them stood was directly opened with a bang, and billowing smoke dissipated. The two of them continued to charge, Yang Ze's long sword fell, and Yu Mao punched with his right fist.

With a flash of the sword, Yang Ze's body was knocked out in the thick smoke, and he slid to the other side of the martial arts stage along the ground before stopping.

Yang Ze half-knelt on the ground with the knife in his right hand supporting his body, and the blood in his body surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at the situation on the martial arts stage, some of the disciples of the war hall below didn't understand who won, because Yu Mao had not appeared at this moment, and his figure was submerged in the thick smoke.

Chen Ye, who was standing at the front, waved his hand at this time, and the protection on the martial arts stage was removed. He waved his hand again, and the thick smoke on the martial arts stage also dissipated at this time.

After that, everyone saw Yu Mao standing there. When they saw it clearly, there were bursts of gasps from the audience.

Yang Ze looked up and saw that there was a wound on the back of Yu Mao's right hand, which was horizontally inserted across the entire back of the hand, and blood was slowly flowing out of this wound.

"Deacon Chen, who won this match?" A mid-stage first-grade bone-hardening disciple of the battle hall behind asked hesitantly.

"No one won, no one lost, it was a draw." Chen Ye looked at the situation on the field and said word by word.

Yes, it was a draw. Both of them used their full strength. In the end, Yang Ze and Yu Mao were injured, although from the actual situation, Yang Ze's injury might be more serious.

But this was not a life-and-death battle after all, but just a competition. Yu Mao failed to win with his advantage in cultivation, so it can be considered a draw.

The word "draw" came out of Chen Ye's mouth. Yu Mao covered the wound on his hand, looked deeply at Yang Ze, and walked down from the martial arts stage.

Yu Mao left the martial arts field without saying a word. Ke Yang and Lin Weifeng did not say any more nonsense and stood behind Chen Ye obediently.

The two of them wanted to disgust Chen Ye with this, but they did not disgust him. Instead, they gave them a shock.

Looking at Yang Ze again, the two of them no longer dared to underestimate this disciple of the Battle Hall who was only in the early stage of the first-grade Bone Tempering Realm. He had such a strong fighting ability after the breakthrough, and his future achievements would definitely not be low.

Such a person should not be easily made enemies.

After the battle, Yang Ze struggled to stand up. In the process, he endured the severe pain in his body and did not spurt out blood.

Only he knew that it was not easy to win this draw. If he did not have the Blood Evil Knife in his hand, he would not be able to block Yu Mao's punch at all.

After this battle, Yang Ze did not dare to be careless. Now it can be seen that the Battle Hall is a place full of masters. He still needs to work hard to practice here.

Chen Ye shot a pill at Yang Ze.

"Take it, it will help relieve your injuries. The elder asked me to bring you here. If I bring you to see him with an injured you, I can't explain it."

From Chen Ye's experienced eyes, he had already seen that the relationship between Yang Ze and Xiao Boyuan should be unusual, so he would help Yang Ze at this time.

Ke Yang and Lin Weifeng were shocked when they heard Chen Ye's words. Judging from these words, Yang Ze seemed to have something to do with the elders behind the scenes, which scared them.

Although they were arrogant, they were arrogant only when they saw the target. In front of the elders, they really didn't dare to be arrogant at all. If they used Yang Ze as a gun and angered the elders this time, they would be shooting themselves in the foot.

Chen Ye looked at the two people who were nervous and felt very comfortable. He said these words for another purpose, which was to shock the two people, so that they would know that they should keep a low profile in the war hall.

With a cold snort, Chen Ye took the two of them to Xiao Boyuan, and Yang Ze followed.

Benli Chen Ye looked at the injured Yang Ze. He didn't want Yang Ze to go. He wanted to find a place for Yang Ze to rest, but Yang Ze refused. Chen Ye had no choice but to use his true energy to help Yang Ze relieve the injuries in his body, and took Yang Ze to find Xiao Boyuan together.

When they saw Xiao Boyuan, he was furious and punished Ke Yang and Lin Weifeng to reflect on their mistakes under the wall for a month.

In addition, they were asked to copy the sect rules 300 times. If they could not complete it on time, they would be thrown into the dungeon of the war hall to reflect on their mistakes.

This kind of punishment made Ke Yang and Lin Weifeng complain repeatedly. Unfortunately, no matter how they begged, Xiao Boyuan had no intention of letting them go, and they were finally taken away.

Chen Ye was also punished. I don’t know if it was because of Yang Ze’s injury, but the three people were punished heavily.

After punishing these three people, Xiao Boyuan began to settle Yang Ze. Looking at the injuries on Yang Ze’s body, Xiao Boyuan was very angry.

Less than a day after Ning Teng handed Yang Ze to him, Yang Ze was injured. If Ning Teng knew about it, he would be scolded.

As he was talking, Xiao Boyuan wanted to treat Yang Ze himself, but Yang Ze refused. He just asked him for a room to rest temporarily and wait until his body recovered before going through the entry procedures.

For this request, Xiao Boyuan immediately sent someone to arrange it. Yang Ze was taken to a very quiet house in the courtyard where his elders lived.

After entering, Yang Ze blocked all the doors and windows. It was not that he did not want to accept Xiao Boyuan's kindness, but he could not accept it, because at this moment, the black stone on his chest gave off a burning feeling, which stung his skin and hurt.