Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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Long Zhan used the secret technique, allowing all the Wang Wu combat skills he cultivated to reach the state of great success for a short time.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, Xiao Ye entered the extreme realm of martial arts by chance, and many of Wang Wu's combat skills have been really mastered, and all their attacks have been resolved. Falling out of a strange state.

Moreover, the sequelae of performing this heaven-defying secret technique were also revealed, and at least 80% of his Wang Wu's power was consumed.

So now facing the increasingly powerful Xiao Ye, he will undoubtedly lose.

"I...I admit defeat!" Long Zhan fell onto the ring in embarrassment, and let go of his clenched fists, as if he lost all his strength at once.

It is a great humiliation for him to say these words to a newcomer as an elite disciple who has entered the Dizi Temple for seven or eight years and is among the best.

"Is this admitting defeat?"

"Where did your previous vigor go? Do you think that I, Xiao Ye, bully you whenever you want?"

"Even if you take the initiative to admit defeat, I will make you pay some price!" Xiao Ye smiled sarcastically, his black hair fluttering wildly, and he walked in the void. A vast field.

"you……"

Long Zhan was startled and angry, he didn't expect that Xiao Ye would not let him go even after he had surrendered.

He reluctantly raised his hands, using his Wang Wu's power to resist Xiao Ye's Sky-breaking Fist, but at this moment his Wang Wu's power was almost exhausted, how could he be Xiao Ye's opponent?

Boom!

There was a crisp sound, mixed with screams.

Long Zhan spat out blood, and flew towards the ring like a broken sandbag, fell from the sky, hit the ground fiercely, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

At this time, he was seriously injured, his arm was bent at a strange angle, and it was obviously broken by Xiao Ye's punch, and his face was distorted by the pain.

But compared to the physical pain, the anger in his heart was even more difficult to suppress.

"Xiao...Xiao Ye, I have already surrendered, yet you still dare to make a move. You are flouting the rules of the Holy Palace, and you will be punished!" Long Zhan lay on the ground, half propped up, and roared angrily. .

Jun Shitian sat on the seat,

The wine glass in his hand was pinched and shattered silently, turning into powder and flying down one after another, then he winked at an elder in the Imperial Martial Realm in the distance.

This Emperor Martial Realm elder had a very good relationship with him before.

Jun Shitian was trained as the next palace lord, so he naturally received a lot of support, and this elder of the Imperial Martial Realm was one of them.

Seeing Jun Shitian's eyes, the old man nodded understandingly, then stood up, and sternly shouted at Xiao Ye: "Not bad!"

"Xiao Ye, Long Zhan has already conceded defeat, but you still use cruel hands. You clearly don't pay attention to the rules of the Holy Palace. You are so daring. You must be severely punished!"

The square became quiet, and expressions of interest appeared on the faces of warriors from many forces.

From this point of view, Xiao Ye was indeed at a loss, and they wanted to see how Xiao Ye survived this crisis.

Xiao Ye, who flew over the ring, glanced at the other party lightly when he heard the words, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This old man is actually a law enforcement elder of the Tianzi Temple. With Long Zhan's identity, it is naturally impossible for such a figure to stand up and speak, so needless to say, it must be Jun Shitian who is playing tricks.

"Oh? It turns out that Senior Brother Long Zhan has already surrendered, but unfortunately his voice is too low, I didn't hear it at all." At this time, Xiao Ye pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and took out a piece of Wang Jing from the space ring. , flicked his fingers, and threw it to Long Zhan on the ground.

"Senior Brother Long Zhan, I'm really sorry, who made you admit defeat in such a low voice, but no matter what, it's my brother's mistake. I gave this piece of Wang Jing to my brother, so I apologize." Xiao Ye smiled harmlessly. Said.

As soon as this remark came out, there was silence in the square at first, and then the sound of laughter broke out.

"This kid is really quick-witted. He actually pushed his responsibility away without hearing a single sentence!"

"It deserves it, who made that disciple named Long Zhan admit defeat really too softly."

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Many Martial Artists at the Imperial Martial Realm felt it was very interesting, and they stroked their beards and laughed out loud.

The laughter fell into Long Zhan's eyes, and he felt it was very harsh, and seeing Xiao Ye throw a piece of Wang Jing in front of him made him even more furious, with the urge to vomit blood.

And the elder of the Emperor Martial Realm who spoke also froze his expression.

After Xiao Ye's words came out, the responsibility was completely pushed away. He really couldn't find anything to fight back, so he couldn't help casting a look at Jun Shitian for help.

"Okay, stop making trouble!" At this moment, the Palace Master of the Holy Palace, who was sitting on the island in the sky, coughed dryly, making the venue instantly quiet.

"This duel was won by Xiao Ye. As for the final attack on Long Zhan, I also believe that Xiao Ye did it by mistake, so it is not considered a violation of the palace rules. Naturally, there will be no punishment. You all stand down. Let's go!" The master of the Holy Palace's eyes fell on Xiao Ye.

At this moment, his eyes were also full of admiration.

In the battle between Xiao Ye and Long Zhan just now, his performance was really astonishing, especially when he had cultivated the five Wang Wu combat skills to the point of great success, which made him amazed in his heart, and he paid more attention to and satisfied Xiao Ye.

This feeling has only been brought to him by two disciples since he became the master of the Holy Palace.

One is Xiao Ye and the other is Jun Shitian.

So when he saw this elder at the Imperial Martial Realm looking for trouble with Xiao Ye, he naturally stood up and announced the result of the battle.

Seeing that the palace lord of the Holy Palace spoke for Xiao Ye, the elder of the Imperial Martial Realm looked helpless, and said respectfully, "Yes, I will obey the palace lord's decree."

As for Long Zhan, his whole body trembled with anger, the Palace Master of the Holy Palace made it clear that he wanted to favor Xiao Ye, so he could only knock out his teeth and swallow his blood, thinking he was unlucky.

He got up in embarrassment, crushed Wang Jing who was thrown by Xiao Ye, and then limped away from the central square with his broken arm in his arms. He had no face to stay any longer.

"I have gained a lot from this battle." Xiao Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and looked gratefully at the Master of the Holy Palace, with a smile on his face.

He defeated Long Zhan, who was one level higher than himself, without using two kinds of Wang Wu's power. This sense of accomplishment cannot be expressed in words.

"Xiao Ye, don't be too complacent, you defeated Long Zhan, it's nothing at all, after a while, I will attack you personally!" At this moment, a cold voice came through Wang Wuzhi's power.