Author: Mu Zixin

On the arena.

Zhu Qihen chased Qian Ye flying in the air with a rolling heat wave. The heat wave that seemed to ignite the air spread to the two hosts. The faces of hosts Wang Bing and Liu Zhenhui changed. They couldn't stand the heat wave.

He quickly retreated and quickly moved away from Zhu Qihen and Qian Ye who were fighting.

At this time, Qian Ye had already caught a glimpse of Zhu Qihen's pursuit in mid-air. Qian Ye's expression changed slightly. There was no point of stress in mid-air, so it was difficult for him to avoid Zhu Qihen's pursuit.

"Wings of Vulcan!!"

Suddenly, Zhu Qihen, who was chasing Qian Ye, shouted angrily. Along with his angry yell, he grabbed the edge of the cloak behind him with his right hand and quickly pulled it forward. The wide black cloak suddenly rose into the air.

Seconds later, Zhu Qihen grabbed the cloak with his right hand and slashed down suddenly.

Immediately, the broad black cloak was like a black sharp blade, slashing towards Qian Ye with a hunting sound through the air.

"What?"

"What did Zhu Qihen just shout?"

"Attack with a cloak? Real or fake?"

"Isn't Qian Ye the opponent of Zhu Qihen?"

…

In the auditorium, the audience talked a lot and watched the battle on the ring with wide eyes, but they could not see clearly. They always felt that the scene in the ring was a bit blurry and distorted.

…

The edge of the blade-like cloak, carrying a scorching wave of air, struck Qian Ye hard before his feet even touched the ground. Qian Ye's pupils shrank when he saw it. He was in mid-air and suddenly clasped his hands forward, like a believer worshiping Buddha.

Normally, both palms suddenly clamped the black cloak that was struck hard.

Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of cracking silk.

The hundreds of thousands of energy that suddenly shot out from Qian Ye's palms were like sharp sword energy, instantly tearing the wide black cloak into strips of cloth.

On the black cloak, spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, Zhu Qihen's cloak turned into rags and flew away.

The hot air waves that were originally attached to the cloak suddenly dispersed.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Qihen was startled and subconsciously stopped his pursuit.

It was this cessation of blinking that allowed Qian Ye to distance himself from him.

Qian Ye's feet finally landed on the ground. After landing, he staggered for a while and took two or three steps back before stopping his somewhat embarrassed figure.

At this time, his image was not as good as when he first entered the ring.

When he first entered the ring, he was dressed in white clothes like snow, and he was as graceful as the noble martial arts master in ancient legends. But now his white clothes were deformed by the rolling heat waves, and the cloth no longer had any luster, and the cloth was no longer smooth.

.

My hair is also a little burnt, and my face is slightly red and swollen from being burned.

Even the two eyebrows were burned until they were only a shallow layer, and they were obviously much shorter.

If it hadn't been for the supernatural power in his body that activated in response and automatically protected himself, in just a few moments, he would have been burned by the rolling heat wave until his clothes were completely destroyed, and his skin would have been cracked every inch.

"I see!"

Zhu Qihen, whose cloak was only left with a circle around his neck, squinted his eyes and looked deeply at Qian Ye. While slowly spitting out these four words, he casually pulled the cloak straps tied at the collar. The cloak straps were tied tightly.

It was a slipknot, and he pulled it casually and it was untied.

He threw away the cloak with only a small circle left.

Zhu Qihen sneered and said: "It turns out that the secret of the Yuyi Sword is not in the swordsmanship. No wonder you came to the arena to fight with me empty-handed and didn't show any panic. However, even so, I, Zhu Qihen, will kill you in this arena today!"

At this point, both of them had almost figured out each other's bottom line.

Zhu Qihen knew the secret of Qian Ye's Feather Sword.

Qian Ye also understood Zhu Qihen's supernatural attributes.

After listening to Zhu Qihen's confident words, Qian Ye smiled slightly. Even though his white clothes were no longer as bright as before, he habitually put his hands behind his waist and said with a smile in his eyes: "Since you already know my Feather Sword

The secret is not in swordsmanship, but you dare to talk to me like this? Do you want to kill me in this arena?"

Having said this, Qian Ye's smiling eyes casually glanced at the rammed earth arena with a diameter of fifty or sixty meters, and he smiled, "You're a little too young!"

An evil spirit suddenly appeared in Zhu Qihen's eyes, and Qian Ye's words made him feel angry.

How much older was he than Qian Ye, and Qian Ye dared to say that he was still a little young?

What a loud tone!

"Really? The mountain has been broken for 18 years!!"

Zhu Qihen suddenly stomped the ground with his right foot. When the dust was flying, he rushed towards Qian Ye a few meters away like a mad buffalo.

Although he was shouting that the mountains would be broken, wherever he rushed, the air seemed to be on fire, and the heat wave was overwhelming.

When Qian Ye saw this, the smile at the corner of his mouth grew a little thicker, but he did not dodge or evade, and stood still. Only when Zhu Qihen rushed towards him, his figure suddenly disappeared, and then flashed in front of Zhu Qihen.

Behind him, his normal speed was revealed again.

As soon as he appeared behind Zhu Qihen, Qian Ye quickly slapped Zhu Qihen's back with his palms.

His speed is too fast.

Zhu Qihen didn't react at all, Qian Ye slapped Zhu Qihen's back heavily with both palms.

Suddenly, the sound of cracking silk was heard again.

The clothes on Zhu Qihen's back instantly exploded like a spider web.

Traces of blood instantly appeared on Zhu Qihen's back.

Blood splatters.

"die!!"

Zhu Qihen roared angrily and stumbled forward. At the same time, he rolled over on the spot and faced Qian Ye in an instant. He kicked his feet suddenly and rushed towards Qian Ye, his fists like two horns.

Generally, it hit Qian Ye's lower abdomen hard.

only……

Qian Ye smiled slightly, then suddenly disappeared, and the next second, he suddenly appeared behind Zhu Qihen.

Two simple palms patted Zhu Qihen's back again.

but……

At this moment, Zhu Qihen seemed to have expected it. He was clearly punching forward with both fists, but at this moment, he suddenly kicked back with his right foot.

"boom……"

Zhu Qihen's foot actually kicked Qian Ye's abdomen first.

However, Qian Ye's palms were still half a foot away from Zhu Qihen's back.

As this kick hit Qian Ye's abdomen, Qian Ye's expression changed and he was immediately kicked away.

Zhu Qihen is obviously very skilled in boxing and kicking skills, because before he awakened his powers, he had been practicing hard at the Eighteen Breaks of the Mountains, and the Eighteen Breaks of the Mountains were all unarmed skills.

Zhu Qihen, who had made a successful kick, twisted his body, turned around and faced Qian Ye again, kicked his feet on the ground, and rushed towards Qian Ye again.

"Through the Heart Fire!!"

Zhu Qihen rushed towards Qian Ye, shouted angrily, and hit Qian Ye hard in the heart with his right fist.

A beam of hot energy like a sharp sword was inspired from the peak of his fist and blasted towards Qian Ye's heart.

However, Qian Ye reacted very quickly. He suddenly raised his left hand and smashed Zhu Qihen's arm away, causing Zhu Qihen's fist to leave his heart in an instant.

The hot energy separated from Zhu Qihen's fist, without Zhu Qihen's follow-up energy support, was instantly twisted into strands by the energy in Qian Ye's body, and could no longer cause any obvious damage.

Zhu Qihen's change of moves was also not slow. His right fist was smashed away by Qian Ye, and his left fist followed closely, "Piercing Heart Fire!!"

While shouting angrily, his left fist also hit Qian Ye's heart.

As soon as his fist touched Qian Ye's heart, Qian Ye's right arm smashed Zhu Qihen's arm away.

At this time, both of them were fighting fast.

The speed was so fast that the audience could not see clearly.

Everyone could only see Zhu Qihen roaring and punching Qian Ye's chest alternately with his fists, while Qian Ye retreated while waving his arms and smashing Zhu Qihen's arms away.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than ten moves.

Qian Ye also took more than ten steps back.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

When Zhu Qihen's right fist hit Qian Ye's heart again, Qian Ye actually raised his hand first and grabbed Zhu Qihen's fist.

Zhu Qihen was startled. Just as he was about to withdraw his fist, he was shocked to find hundreds of sword energy-like energy suddenly emanating from Qian Ye's palm.

"Chi chi chi..."
To be continued...