Sky War Soul

Hearing Zhang Yuanhua's threatening words, Ji Wuming remained expressionless.    

    

In fact, even without Zhang Yuanhua saying, Ji Wuming already knew what was going on.    

    

Only Situ Binghe and Zheng Qichu had the strength to contend against the core disciples of the Aristichon.    

    

However, if Chu Yun managed to rush back at the most critical time, then the sect's battle would definitely turn the tables on him. However, the chances were too small, to the point where it could even be ignored.    

    

However, at this point, what's the use of keeping an eye on the situation?    

    

Behind Ji Wuming, the expressions of the four core disciples were extremely indifferent, as if the outcome was no longer important.    

    

The middle aged man on the stage shot a glance at Ji Wuming, and spoke indifferently: "The competition is about to begin in an hour, let's go make our final preparations."    

    

Ji Wuming turned around, glanced at the four disciples and the White Crane who had a helpless expression, and said word by word: "Just like in the previous match, Situ Binghe, you will go up on stage first and strive to win the first match. Zheng Qichu, you will be the second one to go up on stage. As for Jiang Qianyue, Yang Xiao. "    

    

Hearing Sect Master's words, Jiang Qianyue and Yang Xiao's pretty faces were filled with nervousness.    

    

"Jiang Qianyue, you are the third one to go up."    

    

"If any of them were to lose, it would be your turn, Yang Xiao."    

    

Ji Wuming's white hair looked extremely desolate at the moment.    

    

The victor was the king and the loser was the bandit. This was the most realistic thing.    

    

He made his final gamble.    

    

An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Under the gazes of all the warriors, Situ Binghe took a deep breath and walked up the stage.    

    

"It's actually you, the person I want to deal with is Zheng Qichu!"    

    

On the other side of the stage, Ting Mingkai walked up with a helpless expression and a smile on his face. It was as if he did not put this battle in his heart at all.    

    

Zheng Qichu stood below the stage, seeing Ting Mingkai's arrogant look, a ball of nameless flame suddenly rose in his heart.    

    

Ting Mingkai was his old rival, how could he tolerate an old opponent who was arrogantly clamoring on the stage?    

    

"Sovereign, I would like to change the order with Senior Martial Brother Situ!"    

    

Zheng Qichu said in a heavy voice.    

    

"Shut up."    

    

Ji Wuming glared and rejected Zheng Qichu's words.    

    

Ting Mingkai was so confident, he must have something to rely on, maybe the Aristichon had a plan.    

    

As the number one core disciple, Situ Binghe's fighting strength was at the peak, making it safer for him to be the first one to fight.    

    

"This is Ting Mingkai, his performance yesterday was extremely outstanding, he only used three moves to defeat his opponent, I think that he will win."    

    

"It's hard to say. Situ Binghe is the eldest senior brother of the Thoughtless Sect, he has been famous for a long time, and his Earth Level Martial Spirit is the number one Martial Spirit in this competition. I will not be weaker than Ting Mingkai."    

    

"Yo, if you don't believe me, then come and try making a bet."    

    

The surrounding martial artists chatted, some even chatted about the bet.    

    

"If you want to bet, then do it, I bet on Situ Binghe's victory, three fine pills."    

    

"Three won't be exciting, five won't hurt, Ting Mingkai will definitely be the last one to laugh."    

    

Several martial artists confronted each other, not convinced of each other's strength.    

    

In the distance, Ye Qiyu still had her veil covering her face, her entire body was emitting an unapproachable Qi, the warriors beside her all retreated back a few meters in shock, giving her the center area.    

    

"Wen Qing and Yu Fu, how were your gains from yesterday's battle?"    

    

Ye Qiyu asked.    

    

Wen Qing's handsome face had a smile on it as she took the initiative to speak, "Teacher, I have carefully observed these sects. Other than Thoughtless Sect and Aristichon, the other sects are just a bunch of rotten fish. As for the battle yesterday, it was also very boring. In order to not attract any attention, I had no choice but to pretend that I won with great difficulty. "    

    

Xia Yufu, on the other hand, was a little distracted, because her mind had been constantly pondering this whole time.    

    

Seems like, Chu Yun didn't come.    

    

Was it because of the order to kill from the Xiao family, or else why wouldn't he come?    

    

Although his good friend Zheng Qichu was also in the Thoughtless Sect, right now, all of Xia Yufu's thoughts were on Chu Yun, so he naturally ignored the others.    

    

"Yufu, what about you?"    

    

Ye Qiyu's tone changed.    

    

"AHH!"    

    

Xia Yufu was shocked, then quickly said: "I did not learn much from yesterday's battle, if only I could fight with Thoughtless Sect."    

    

Her deeper meaning was: If only I can fight with Chu Yun.    

    

Ye Qiyu gave a deep glance at Xia Yufu with her beautiful eyes, but didn't say anything more.    

    

"Oh yeah, Junior Sister Yu Fu, you said yesterday that you think better of Thoughtless Sect."    

    

Wen Qing pointed at the stage and said softly, "Look, Thoughtless Sect and Aristichon met earlier. Why don't we make a bet?"    

    

"Never mind, I'm not interested."    

    

Xia Yufu shook her head and rejected.    

    

Wen Qing rubbed her nose awkwardly and said with a smile, "Then let's watch the competition quietly."    

    

In the arena.    

    

Situ Binghe was not more than five meters away from Ting Mingkai, so he released his Qi and tried to probe each other.    

    

A battle of this level couldn't afford any mistakes.    

    

"Come on, release your martial soul, Earth Grade One Cold Wind Blade, hahaha!"    

    

Ting Mingkai suddenly laughed, and shouted at Situ Binghe with a provocative tone.    

    

Situ Binghe raised his eyebrows. His mind was extremely calm, and would definitely not be affected by the outside world. However, after hearing Ting Mingkai's clamor, he still felt a bit uncomfortable in the bottom of his heart.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

A sound of ice congealing could be heard, and the cold wind blade suddenly appeared in Situ Binghe's hand. The cold bone-piercing wind whistled, enveloping's body and seemingly forming a huge circle around him.    

    

Feeling the incoming gale, Ting Mingkai had a face full of disdain. He reached out to crush the ice block in the air, and said with a cold smile: "Ten moves."    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Situ Binghe frowned, as he did not quite understand what Ting Mingkai meant by those words.    

    

"I'll say it, I'll take care of you in ten moves!"    

    

Ting Mingkai grinned, his entire body suddenly swelling up, his entire body full of thick and long black hair, his face becoming sinister, concave and convex, his two arms almost doubled in length, dragging at his calves.    

    

A domineering and arrogant aura radiated from his body. He was extremely irritable.    

    

Black Level Nine martial spirit – Black Sky Gorilla.    

    

"Dealing with me in ten moves is truly laughable."    

    

Situ Binghe was too lazy to continue talking with Ting Mingkai, he raised the cold wind blade in his hand and cut down the blade qi, then shouted: "Break the ice!"    

    

"Crack!"    

    

A huge ice pillar suddenly appeared in the air and ruthlessly thrusted towards Ting Mingkai. Not only was the ice pillar extremely powerful, its power was astonishing, and when it shot out, it was like a crossbow that was shot out of a crossbow, easily piercing through the void.    

    

"Aooo!"    

    

Ting Mingkai hammered his chest a few times consecutively as he let out an indistinct roar.    

    

Facing Situ Binghe's move, Ting Mingkai threw out a punch without fear. His long arm and millstone-sized fist exploded with an unbelievable strength, and fiercely smashed onto the ice pillar.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

A deafening noise rang, and Situ Binghe's pupils contracted intensely. He saw that the ice pillar that he had slashed out stopped in midair and that the cracks were spreading at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

With a light sound, the icicle completely turned into ice and scattered on the ground.    

    

A black shadow rushed forward and shouted, "Desolate Great Fist!"    

    

The entire world suddenly became dark. An extremely tyrannical fist shadow came down from the sky, as if it was trying to tear apart everything in its path.    

    

Each strike did not have any gaudiness to it. Relying on his unreasonable strength and overwhelming aura, Ting Mingkai had killed countless of his opponents.    

    

Of course, there was a way to break this Desolate War Fist.    

    

You can use strength stronger than him to fight, and clash head on with force to completely shatter Ting Mingkai's killing move.    

    

Or, you use the ultimate skill to break your move, find your weakness, and then attack quickly without stopping.    

    

It was easy to say that it was difficult, but the difficulty of both of these methods was extremely high.    

    

Ting Mingkai himself was a beast spirit, so with his explosive power, the Desolate War Fist that contained spirit energy was extremely powerful. It would not be easy for him to defeat it with a direct clash of force.    

    

After all, when one's strength had reached a certain level, they would have an overbearing and unstoppable strength. Only when one's technique was fast enough and nimble enough would one be able to find any flaws.    

    

It was clear that although Situ Binghe's martial spirit was superior, it could not meet both of the requirements.    

    

In other words, he couldn't figure out a way to break it at all.    

    

In order to minimize the damage, Situ could only condense the spiritual energy in order to minimize the damage to his body.    

    

"Why is he so strong!"    

    

"What a tyrannical aura!"    

    

"He's even more ruthless than yesterday. Did he hide his strength yesterday?"    

    

As many martial artists saw this, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.    

    

Although they were standing below the stage, they could still sense the aura of the Desolate Land's big fist. For a moment, everyone's expression changed.    

    

"Sect Leader, how did this kid improve so quickly?"    

    

The White Crane Great Elder's face was also somewhat pale. He realized that his understanding of Ting Mingkai had deviated, and that Ting Mingkai was much stronger than he had imagined.    

    

Ji Wuming's face also did not look good. After a moment of silence, he finally opened his mouth and said: "Wait a bit more!"    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The shadow of the fist exploded in the air, causing the heaven and earth to tremble non-stop as the essence energy made sizzling sounds.    

    

Situ Binghe's speed was raised to the limit, only then was he able to barely dodge the punch. Even so, the spirit energy protecting his body was still weakened by the impact.    

    

The force of the punch was too strong, I could not sit still and wait for death!    

    

Situ Binghe gritted his teeth. After making up his mind, he stepped on the air with both his feet and rushed forward.    

    

"Blade of the Cold Wind, chop!"    

    

The Cold Wind Blade slashed out several times with a speed so fast that it could not be seen with the naked eye. Each strike caused the sky to tremble.    

    

An ear-piercing howl came from the air, it was completely caused by the blade Qi Situ Binghe had released!    

    

"Too hasty, too hasty."    

    

Seeing this scene, Ji Wuming couldn't help but clench his fist, his expression unspeakably complex.    

    

Although he kept telling himself not to be nervous, he couldn't help but feel nervous at this point.    

    

Situ Binghe had a lot of battle experience, how could he make such a low level mistake?