The craziest upgrade system

"Dad, why is he so fast!"

Outside the ring, a seven or eight-year-old girl looked at the skinny old man with disheveled hair next to him and asked childishly.

His name is Xu Wuhu, and he is a famous casual cultivator in Qingyang Town. His cultivation is extremely powerful. In his early years, he traveled around the world and came to Qingyang Town. He built a cave outside the town and settled there ever since.

It does not belong to any force, nor does it participate in the struggle of any force. It has been practicing alone all its life. No one knows how strong his cultivation is. They only know that not even the four major families and Changfeng Trading Company are willing to provoke this person easily.

Looking at the old man, I saw him looking into the field with a solemn expression, and then said slowly:

"This is the secret technique of the Yang family, the 'Zongyun Ladder'. It has always been famous for its speed. It is said that when you practice it to the peak, you can rival the Wuzong, and the ground is flat and the sky is blue!"

"The Yang family is able to gain a foothold in Qingyang Town by relying on this family secret technique. It is so fast at the same level that few people can come close."

"In the early years, the current head of the Yang family entered the Monster Mountain Range. He was once a Martial King. With this secret technique, he escaped with his life in the hands of a sixth-level monster. He has become famous ever since!"

"Ah? If you are so powerful, doesn't that mean that the brother who just came on stage is very dangerous?" The child seemed to understand, and suddenly covered his mouth with both hands.

"That Nie boy, he is in big trouble." Xu Wuhu nodded slowly, and then turned his attention to the ring again.

In the arena.

At this moment, Yang Hao and Nie Yun were very close. Yang Hao's figure was erratic and his speed was extremely fast.

Suddenly, he appeared in front of Nie Yun, and the tip of the sword emitting cold light carried a sharp sword wind and struck towards Nie Yun's neck.

"Kill you and pay homage to my brother's spirit in heaven!"

Nie Yun stood still, his consciousness spread out, and everyone within a hundred meters radius was under his surveillance.

To others, the vertical ladder was too fast to be caught by the naked eye, but to Nie Yun now, it was like a movie that had been slowed down more than ten times.

Just when everyone thought that this competition was about to end, they saw Nie Yun slowly stretched out a hand, and in an incredible way, struck the terrifying sword that could kill him directly. Grab it in your hand!

"Withered Wood Poison Palm"!

Nie Yun's hands are now filled with the smell of dead wood and decay, as if they are old and weak. This sword, which is enough to split the big bluestone of the millstone, is actually held in Nie Yun's hand like a toy?

"How can it be!?"

Yang Hao's expression changed drastically!

The swordsmanship that he had been proud of for many years seemed to have lost its effect at this moment.

"Show your true strength, don't let me kill you like this."

Nie Yun grabbed the sword with one of his big deadwood hands, looked at Yang Hao who was only an arm's length away, and said lightly.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Yang Hao obviously didn't believe it at all. He shouted angrily, abandoned his sword and dodged again. When he came to Nie Yun's side, he roared violently, clenched his fingers into a fist, and punched Nie Yun in the chest!

No one could see this punch clearly. It was as fast as lightning and left only an afterimage. It seemed to tear the air apart, condensing all the physical strength of a strong man with half a step in the martial spirit realm.

And what about Nie Yun?

Then he slowly pushed it out with a palm and faced it with a bang.

boom!

There was a muffled sound and a huge backlash, making Yang Hao's arms feel numb.

"not good!"

Yang Hao felt something bad in his heart and retreated instantly.

This punch gathered all his strength and was enough to penetrate a ten-foot-thick iron stone. Not to mention a mid-level martial artist, even ten of them would not be able to withstand his punch.

And the touch in his hand just now was like a direct blow on steel.

He stepped on the 'Zongyun Ladder' and ran dozens of meters away in no time.

At the same time, he was secretly cursing the information for being wrong. This Nie Yun was not a swordsman at all, but a rare body-refining expert!

And the physical strength is only stronger than him.

At this moment, Yang Hao looked at Nie Yun with a solemn look that he had never seen before.

At this moment, Nie Yun let go of his palm, took the hilt of the sword in his hand, and threw it in the direction of Yang Hao.

Suddenly the long sword turned into a sharp arrow and rushed towards Yang Hao quickly.

"No, hide quickly!"

This sword shot directly at Yang Hao with the power of breaking through the air. The speed was so fast that Yang Hao's pupils trembled!

He stepped on the 'Zongyun Ladder' and swerved to the side, but the robe on his chest was still cut open by this blow.

The power of the long sword did not diminish, and it flew straight back. It didn't stop until it reached the edge of the ring and collided with the barrier, making a harsh collision and buzzing sound. It finally stopped and landed on the ring.

Yang Hao's figure followed closely behind him, and he flashed to the edge of the ring in an instant. He stamped his feet violently, and the powerful repulsive force caused the long sword to fly directly into the air. He waved, held the long sword in his hand, and looked deeply into his eyes. Looking at Nie Yun.

"If you surrender my weapons, I really don't know what to do to you, but now, you are too arrogant!"

Although he said so, Yang Hao never relaxed when he looked at Nie Yun.

This is a powerful opponent, a powerful opponent that has never been seen before!

"is it?"

Nie Yun smiled meaningfully.

"what!"

Only a scream was heard, and Yang Hao's hands began to be corroded by the deadwood poison, and white smoke like burnt flesh emitted from his palms.

crackle.

The sword fell from his hand.

"what did you do to me?"

Yang Hao mobilized the spiritual power in his body to seal all the meridians in his hands to slow down the spread of poison, and shouted angrily.

Nie Yun said nothing and just walked towards Yang Hao step by step. Every step he took seemed to step on Yang Hao's heart, causing violent beatings!

"Nie Yun, you forced me to do this!"

Yang Hao roared angrily, and then his eyes suddenly widened and were covered with bloodshot eyes. Blue veins popped out all over his body, and his momentum increased. All the toxins turned into black smoke at this moment and were excreted from the body.

"No, my brother has used a secret method. I have to fight hard!"

Yang Ziyan cried out loudly on the Yang family's high platform.

"Nie Yun!"

"I admit that you are the most powerful opponent I have ever encountered, and the most amazing genius I have ever seen in my life," Yang Hao praised, but his eyes were cold and he did not stop the rhythm of the secret method at all.

"It's a pity. This boy from the Nie family is very talented, but he just doesn't know how to hide his clumsiness." Xu Wuhu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

Many other monks in the field also expressed regret after hearing the evaluation of Xuwuhu, a powerful casual cultivator.

Nie Yun was amazingly talented, and his appearance was like a shooting star. After a brief period of brilliant brilliance, it was about to end.

In just this moment, Yang Hao's aura surged, almost twice as strong as when he took the stage!

"Did he break through the martial arts spirit?"

On the high platform of the Nie family, many Nie family disciples asked questions.

"It's still a little bit worse, but it's at least twice as powerful as before." "Nie Yun, it's dangerous."

An elder said in a deep voice.

In the arena.

Yang Hao stretched out his palm and gently held it in the air. The long sword that fell to the ground flew back to his hand automatically.

Pointing the tip of the sword diagonally at the ground, he slowly walked to the center of the ring, less than ten meters away from Nie Yun.

Huge spiritual power was poured into his long sword. The figure of the long sword slowly rose up and the sword body trembled.

In the end, it turned into a giant spiritual sword several meters long, hanging above his head.

"Nie Yun, with just one move, I'll send you on your way!"

Yang Hao shouted loudly, and the giant sword above his head flew out.

At this moment, the eyes of nearly ten thousand people in the arena were looking at Nie Yun, who was still motionless on the ring. Their eyes were full of sighs and regrets.

In their hearts, Nie Yun had no chance of making a comeback and could not even admit defeat.

This giant sword flies very fast and very slowly. Just when the giant sword was less than half an arm's length away from him, Nie Yun suddenly chuckled:

"Is this your last trump card?"

Immediately, everyone looked in horror, and saw Nie Yun stretching out a pair of palms exuding the aura of rotten wood, slowly moving forward, and grabbing the edge of the giant sword.

The sharp edge of the sword seemed to have no effect on Nie Yun's palm.

Nie Yun suddenly clasped his hands together, and the giant sword, which was several meters long, was instantly shattered into countless auras. His body within it also appeared and fell to the ground, turning into countless fragments.

This huge sword, which was enough to kill any peak martial artist, was actually smashed to pieces by Nie Yun with a pair of fleshy palms!

Nie Yun's eyes were deep, and he stood there unscathed, looking at Yang Hao in the distance.