Supreme Martial God Technique

Da Liuli raised the microphone high and spoke loudly.

After a brief introduction, a competition began, instantly raising the atmosphere of the entire venue to its climax.

As Da Liuli retreated from the competition platform, Wu Yun and Binglong's expressions gradually became serious.

It has to be said that Binglong can grow into the number one person in Feilong Academy, or even in the entire four major academies.

In terms of personality, he is definitely not comparable to Leng Bufan or a scumbag like Leng Zichao.

At least, he wouldn't be stupid enough to set a trap for himself.

No matter how much he looks down on Wu Yun in his eyes, he will definitely go all out in battle.

This is also one of the reasons why he was able to grow into the number one player in the four colleges.

Everyone in the audience did not make any sound, and stared at the two people on the stage attentively.

On the stage, neither of them was impatient with each other.

Ten meters apart, looking at each other.

The ice dragon's expression was cold with a hint of contempt.

Wu Yun's expression was calm and serious.

Their eyes met, and although they didn't make any move, they were invisible.

Their respective auras have been released.

But there is no doubt that in the breath competition, the ice dragon has the upper hand.

Because his cultivation at the ninth level of the Divine Transformation Realm already has an advantage.

But all he can do is just gain the upper hand.

In that moment, he tried several times.

He wanted to directly use his cultivation aura to force Wu Yun back.

But he didn't succeed.

The corners of Binglong's eyes twitched slightly.

This was his first real fight with Wu Yun.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yun's cultivation seemed to be at the fourth level of the Divine Transformation Realm.

So profound.

Just like the deep sea, there is always an endless supply.

Although not as good as him in terms of momentum, but in terms of supply of stamina.

Wu Yun actually had an aura that seemed to overwhelm him.

"Take action, don't say I bullied you!"

Seeing that his momentum could not gain the upper hand, Binglong said coldly.

Wu Yun smiled calmly, "Stop pretending, haven't you threatened to destroy me a long time ago? Let me see if you have the strength to say this."

Binglong's face froze.

He originally wanted to overwhelm Wu Yun with words.

Unexpectedly, the other party refuted it with just one sentence.

"Hmph, you are not overestimating your own capabilities. In that case, I will simply make it clear that the life and death battle between you and me that is scheduled to take place after the martial arts competition will be decided directly by this one. Of course, Fu Su The rules of city competition cannot be broken. Don’t worry, I won’t kill you, but you will become a useless person soon.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there were exclamations from the audience.

Although they had already guessed this outcome, they were still unavoidably excited.

But Wu Yun said coldly: "Binglong, you are so confident, aren't you afraid that I will use the magic weapon Feather Golden Bell to deal with you?"

Hearing the words "Yaoyu Jinling", Binglong's expression suddenly froze.

To be honest, he did ignore the fact that Wu Yun still had a divine weapon on his body.

And everyone in the audience also exclaimed one after another.

They almost forgot that Wu Yun also had a divine weapon on his body.

However, I'm afraid I won't be able to see him today.

There are rules in Fusu City than on the fighting platform, and any weapons above the level of Heaven are not allowed to be used.

After a brief moment of surprise, Binglong sneered: "Oh, yes, the artifact. You still have the artifact on you. If you didn't remind me, I would have forgotten about it. However, since you reminded me, after I destroy you later, this artifact will , it’s time to change ownership.”

Suddenly, he changed the topic and said: "However, if you dare to use the divine weapon, you might as well try it. I want to see if this Fusu City's law can cure you!"

Wu Yun smiled and said no more.

Everyone knows that in Fusu City's fighting platform, weapons of heaven grade or above are not allowed to be used.

Wu Yun would not and did not need to make an exception.

Moreover, the Demonic Feather Golden Bell is now in Bai Ling's hands.

Suddenly, I saw Binglong's eyes condensed.

He couldn't wait any longer.

With one step under his feet, the cultivation of the ninth level of the God Transformation Realm spread instantly.

He only heard a low voice from his mouth, "Flying Dragon Fist."

The two fists on the left and right opened at each other, and a terrible strong wind hit.

The fierce wind of the fist tore through the air with a roaring sound.

Vaguely, it seemed as if I could actually hear the roar of the dragon.

On top of his fists, a pair of light blue gloves loomed.

Wu Yun frowned and thought to himself, this bastard's weapon was actually a pair of gloves.

Moreover, judging from their quality, they are actually a pair of mid-grade earth-level weapons.

The palm wind is coming and should not be underestimated.

Wu Yun dodged to avoid this terrifying punch, and a one-meter-wide hole was blasted out of the ground.

Everyone in the audience screamed in surprise.

Seeing Wu Yun dodge, Binglong was not confused and sneered: "Wu Yun, that's all!"

The wind of the fist in his hand changed and he struck again.

This time, he did not use any martial arts skills and prepared a hard steel punch.

He wanted to test how deep Wu Yun was, as he had killed Yu Feining instantly with one move.

Wu Yun's eyes narrowed, and he quickly made a hand gesture.

He shouted, "Shadow of the God of War!"

In an instant, a huge figure appeared behind Wu Yun.

At the same time, Wu Yun's momentum also increased dramatically, from the fourth level of the Transformation God Realm to the seventh level of the Transformation God Realm.

Everyone in the audience began to scream.

Binglong was not surprised. He had seen the amplification ability of this figure's martial arts yesterday.

This was what he expected.

He saw the ice dragon's punch coming without any martial arts skills.

Wu Yun also stopped dodging and said coldly: "In that case, I will fight you with a fist."

"Come on!"

Binglong's face showed a ferocious look.

In his opinion, even if this figure Wuji temporarily raised Wu Yun's cultivation to the ninth level of the Transformation Realm, it was still empty.

He actually cultivated to this level.

Hard-fighting!

Naturally not afraid.

As everyone knows, Wu Yun's is not an amplification martial art, it is a martial soul, and the ability attached to the martial soul is to improve cultivation.

There is no such thing as empty or not.

When Wu Yun breaks through on weekdays, the shadow of the martial god always absorbs most of Wu Yun's spiritual energy.

Hard-fighting, it is a comparison of the thickness of spiritual energy.

What is there for Wu Yun to fear?

With the Immortal Saint Body, even if there is a difference of two levels of cultivation between them, Wu Yun is still full of confidence.

Binglong thought that Wu Yun's spiritual energy would be unstable due to the forced increase in cultivation.

But when he was half a meter away from Wu Yun, he realized that Wu Yun's aura was very solid.

He was definitely stronger than Yu Feining.

He even had the intention of equaling his own ninth-level spiritual energy in the Spiritualization Realm.

Boom!

The two fists collided.

Wu Yun felt his arm go numb and retreated seven or eight steps.

And Bing Long was not as relaxed as he had imagined. After three steps, he barely managed to stabilize his body.

It seemed that Bing Long had the upper hand, but those who knew the business could see that in this blow, Bing Long lost.

No matter from which angle, Bing Long lost.

Although Wu Yun used the amplification ability, he was unarmed.

And Bing Long's solid cultivation, and the help of the earth-level boxing gloves.

The most terrifying thing is that there is a difference of two levels of cultivation between them.

Bing Long's face was ugly, and a hint of panic appeared in his heart.

He was afraid of Wu Yun's human figure martial arts, but now he saw that it was more terrifying than he had imagined.

Supreme Martial God Technique