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Chapter 059: Who is the waste

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"Great Elder, I have a question to ask Su Yang."

Duanmu Ming suddenly said.

The few of them were slightly stunned, and their eyes focused on Duanmu Ming and Su Yang.

Su Yang frowned slightly.

His impression of Duanmu Ming was not very good. Although he was not like Duanmu Qingyan and others, the latter's arrogant tone made him very upset.

Duanmuxiang had a cluster of eyebrows and stared at Duanmu Ming and said, "Dunmu Ming, what do you want to do?"

"Sister Xiang, I'm thinking about the family."

Duanmu Ming looked at Duanmuxiang and said in a deep voice.

"Great Elder." He looked at the Great Elder.

The great elder wished he could slap Duanmu Ming to death. He still had a killer move from Master Su Yang in his body, and he could make his body disappear with just one thought.

If Su Yang really annoyed, he would be the one who was unlucky in the end.

He glared at Duanmu Ming, but his eyes were looking at Su Yang.

Su Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly: "Great Elder, let him ask if you have any questions."

"Duanmu Ming, tell me." The elder stared at Duanmu Ming with a bad expression.

"Su Yang, your talent is indeed terrifying. In just two months, you have reached the second level of the Transformation Spirit." Even Duanmu Ming was terrified of Su Yang's cultivation speed.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he changed his voice and said, "But what I want to know is that you would knock out the warriors of the magical power realm with one palm that day. I wonder if you can still use such an attack now?"

The few people frowned, not understanding what Duanmu Ming meant.

Su Yang narrowed his eyes and faced Duanmu Ming's scrutiny gaze and said lightly: "You can't use it."

That level of attack was completely decided by Ling Yan, and perhaps he could still use it at the critical moment of his life and death.

"Can't you use it?" Duanmu Ming said intimately that, with a cold and fierce look in his eyes, and he laughed jokingly: "As far as I know, among the three tribes, the weakest among the four levels of the Transformation Spirit."

"I don't know, you are only at the second level of the Transformation Spirit, why should you participate in the Three Clan Competition?"

"Isn't it embarrassing to represent the Duanmu family?"

Duanmu Ming's cold voice seemed particularly sensible under his scrutiny.

"Duanmu Ming, as the elite children of the Duanmu family, is qualified to participate in the three tribe competition." The great elder shouted coldly. Even if it was him, he felt that Duanmu Ming was a bit too much.

The second level of the Transformation Spirit, is it too weak?

A smile appeared on Su Yang's face, and the proud words of Duanmu Ming, who had looked down at him in the Zhanwu Hall.

"Duanmu Ming, don't you just think that in your eyes, I am still a waste now?" Su Yang said lightly with a cold flashed deep in his eyes.

"Yes, the waste is not qualified to participate in the three tribe competition." Duanmu Ming smiled and said, "Besides, I can't stand it if an outsider is embarrassed by the Duanmu family."

"Great Elder, I request that Su Yang be disqualified from participating in the three tribe competition."

He suddenly looked at the Great Elder and said respectfully.

"Duanmu Ming, are you questioning my choice?" Duanmu Ming's ignorance made the Great Elder completely angry, suppressing his anger. The Great Elder was filled with a heart-pounding aura, staring at Duanmu Ming coldly.

Under this terrifying aura, Duanmu Ming's body trembled and his face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Great Elder, I request the cancellation of Su Yang's qualification."

"Great Elder, I don't think so. Let Duanmu Ming and Su Yang fight. If Su Yang loses, then Su Yang's qualification will be disqualified." Seeing the great anger that the Great Elder gushed several times, Duanmu Yunxuan suddenly spoke.

The Great Elder and Duanmu Ming were both stunned.

"Su Yang, are you okay?" Duanmu Yunxuan smiled faintly at Su Yang when the two were stunned.

"Su Yang cannot ask for it if he can fight the third battle list." Su Yang grinned.

The elder frowned, looked at Su Yang deeply, and asked inconfidently: "Su Yang, are you sure?"

Su Yang nodded.

"Okay, just decide like this." The elder said, but he was a little puzzled. The two were two levels apart. Su Yang dared to do this. Does he have any trump card?

Thinking of Su Yang's master, the elder's pupils shrank, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes.

It's hard to say that that terrifying powerful man left Su Yang with any killer weapon.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

A hint of confusion flashed in Duanmu Ming's eyes. Could it be that Su Yang really has any support?

However, Su Yang had already admitted that he could no longer display the purple giant palm.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Ming curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He was just the second level of the Transformation Spirit, no matter how strong you explode, he could at most the third level of the Transformation Spirit. And he was at the peak of the fourth level of the Transformation Spirit, and he was only one step away from breaking through to the fifth level of the Transformation Spirit.

Even if it is a difference, it is a world of difference.

"Su Yang, if you can hold on with me for a quarter of an hour and participate in the three tribe competition, I have no objection." Duanmu Ming looked down at Su Yang and grinned.

Su Yang didn't even look at Duanmu Ming, and walked straight to the arena.

Duanmu Ming's face darkened, and a hint of anger rose in his eyes.

"You have been with Su Yang in the past two months?" Duanmuxiang glanced at Su Yang and whispered to Duanmu Yunxuan.

"It's almost the same." Duanmu Yunxuan smiled faintly.

Duanmuxiang raised her eyebrows slightly, and a ray of light rose from her beautiful eyes.

If Duanmu Yunxuan can say this, can his strength really be comparable to Duanmu Ming?

On the ring, Su Yang looked at Duanmu Ming and said coldly: "Dunmu Ming, in a quarter of an hour, I will let you know who is the waste."

"I also want to see what makes you so confident." Duanmu Ming's face was gloomy in an instant, his body shook, and a powerful aura surged out.

boom!

The spiritual power galvanized the air, and a circle of invisible air waves bombarded the void, causing the air within three meters around Duanmu Ming to twist violently.

Bang!

Duanmu Ming's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and his figure suddenly shot out like lightning, dragging a long afterimage across the ring.

"Su Yang, even if you have terrifying talents, you are still a waste now."

"What cultivation speed and talent are everything before absolute strength."

Su Yang's pupils shrank slightly, and the fourth level of the Transformation Spirit was indeed powerful.

In the afterimage, endless fist shadows suddenly appeared, regardless of the real and the real, as if each fist shadow had a thousand pounds of force, the wind and waves were fierce, and the fierce tearing of the air was instantly like countless giant hammers.

The terrifying oppression made Su Yang's face turn pale, and a hint of palpitations rose in his eyes.

"Duanmu Ming, it's really strong, but today's name is destined to belong to you."

Su Yang roared in his heart, and in the midst of lightning, his feet suddenly retreated, and his arms were shocked with lightning speed.

Boom!

The thunder blew suddenly resounded through the ring.

A purple light was like lightning, showing thousands of palm shadows, and the violent power was comparable to thunder.

"Ben Leishou, he actually successfully practiced Ben Leishou."

Duanmu Yunxuan saw this scene and his pupils shrank, and he exclaimed in horror.

"Is the Thunder Hand? What a terrifying talent, but now there is still a big gap in strength compared to Duanmu Ming." Duanmu Xiang also flashed with a look of surprise in her beautiful eyes, and then she frowned and felt curious.
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