broken destiny

Elder Nie saw this happening from the side, walked to the side of the ring, and quickly used his methods. A protective shield appeared, covering the ring.

The terrifying momentum disappeared immediately, but the people in the audience were still talking about it.

"Isn't that Yang Hui? I heard before that he had an adventure at Bailian Peak, which changed his physique. Since then, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. I don't know what level he has reached now!"

"I heard that he also has long-range means. I just heard it mentioned by others. I don't know if it is true or not. Maybe he has other secrets. I think Wang Xingli will be defeated!"

"Wang Xingli will never lose..."

There are different opinions. Most of the male disciples think that Yang Hui will win, while most of the female disciples think that Wang Xingli will not lose.

Flames were blazing in the arena, and the temperature suddenly rose. The air around Yang Hui was visibly distorted, and the flames on his body seemed to burn up the surrounding air.

Wang Xingli looked at Yang Hui and suddenly thought of the scene when Bailian Peak used the Fire Control Technique for the first time, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a nice arc.

Yang returned to the position a few meters in front of Wang Xingli. Seeing that Wang Xingli still didn't move, Yang Hui stepped on the ring fiercely. A red afterimage flashed past, and the air seemed to be burned through a passage. The flames on Yang Hui's body became more intense. He even punched Wang Xingli.

"fire punch!"

Yang Hui roared, flames burning on his fist, and the whole fist fell like a meteorite, hitting Wang Xingli with a roaring wind.

Wang Xingli stood there, with the raised corners of his mouth still hanging on his face. Then a red light suddenly appeared on his body, he stepped out with his left foot and faced Yang Hui's fist with his right fist.

From the perspective of the audience, it is like a flame hitting a raging flame. Of course, Wang Xingli is the flame, and many people are sweating for Wang Xingli.

With a "boom", fierce flames exploded, and the protective cover of the arena flickered several times before settling down. The two fists collided. Wang Xingli only took half a step back, while Yang Hui took several steps back before stopping.

Seeing this scene in the ring, everyone in the audience was stunned and screamed repeatedly. Most people opened their mouths in surprise and took a breath of cold air. The people who originally slandered Wang Xingli all shut their mouths at this time.

Everyone was impressed by Wang Xingli's strength. If it were them, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand this punch. They didn't dare to speak casually at this moment and looked at the two people on the ring attentively.

Yang Hui's expression changed, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that Wang Xingli's body was so strong. "You...it seems that the information is wrong! Not only are you strong in swordsmanship, but you are also extremely strong in physical fitness. Use your sword! My fist is very hard. Come again!" Yang Hui looked at Wang Xingli and was surprised, with a look in his eyes. The fighting spirit is also getting stronger, and he knows that Wang Xingli is a strong enemy.

Seeing Yang Hui's performance, Wang Xingli put away the idea of ​​absorbing Yang Hui's spiritual power. They were all from the same sect, so let's fight!

"Come on! My fists are not vegetarian either."

Yang Hui moved forward again, and the flames on his body faintly showed a hint of gold, and the light was even brighter, as dazzling as the sun.

He punched out again, this punch didn't have any tricks, it was really powerful, the already red fist came with dazzling light and scorching heat.

Wang Xingli used the Bengshan Fist, which he had not used for a long time, and used the Fire Control Technique to attach a layer of flames.

With a "boom", the two faced each other again, and the flames shot out again. A wave of air shook the protective shield, and the flames that fell on the protective shield burned the protective shield. Voice.

However, this time Wang Xingli took several steps back, while Yang Hui only took two steps back.

"How scary! These two people still seem to have some energy left."

The audience around the ring also screamed in surprise, and there was no one fighting in the ring on the side. The whole audience was watching the battle between Wang Xingli and Wang Xingli.

"Isn't Wang Xingli one of the ten Yuanli heroes? It's only been a while, but Yang Hui has been in the spirit transformation realm for a year and a half!"

Gradually, many people realized that something was wrong. Many disciples who had been in the Spirit Transformation Realm for a long time felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing Wang Xingli's fighting power, they found it difficult to accept and felt a little guilty.

The two people on the stage exchanged blows one after another, and Wang Xingli gradually understood some boxing techniques. Although he still couldn't beat Yang Hui, he was no longer in such a mess now.

"Hahaha... so happy!" The two had a brief truce. Yang Hui praised Wang Xingli very much. In the previous exchange of blows, Wang Xingli never used his sword and received every punch of his intact. Although he also had Keep your hand, but Wang Xingli will obviously be stronger.

However, Yang Hui's fighting spirit remained undiminished and he wanted to see Wang Xingli's true combat power, so he said: "Draw out your sword! I will also fully release my fire. This is one of my greater combat powers. Let's decide who will win." Take the loss!”

Wang Xingli couldn't bear to hit him, so he could only say: "Yang Hui, you are indeed very strong, but it's a pity that you met me, and I restrained you a little."

After saying that, Wang Xingli walked towards Yang Hui.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Xingli had already walked in front of Yang Hui and grabbed Yang Hui's fist. Yang Hui didn't know why, so he didn't resist. Suddenly, a strong suction force came from Wang Xingli's hand. In just a short moment, Wang Xingli let go. Handed.

"Still fighting?"

Yang Hui's face was full of shock. Although it was only for a short moment, Yang Hui noticed that the power of his fire flowed into Wang Xingli's body. Looking at Wang Xingli's light and calm expression, Yang Hui knew that his fire had no effect on him. Useful, and he can easily suck himself dry!

Wang Xingli knew that Yang Hui must be unwilling, so he took the initiative and said: "If you come into the country again in the future, we will decide the winner!"

When Yang Hui heard this, he looked at Wang Xingli. His original fighting spirit had been reduced a lot. Now that Wang Xingli had given him the steps, he had to get down, so he said, "Okay, let's fight another day." Then there were only two of him. The audible voice said: "You are different from the rumors. It seems that this duel has another purpose."

Wang Xingli looked at Yang Hui quietly and said, "Look, the goal has been achieved now!"

Yang Hui was puzzled for a while, then his eyes lit up and he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I see, that's true. I'll come back to ask for advice someday!"

After saying that, Yang Hui left the ring. He didn't feel lost or weak after defeat. Instead, he felt more relaxed and energetic. His eyes were firm and there was a smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, the audience was very puzzled. They didn't know how Yang Hui was still so happy after defeating.

Only Elder Nie nodded and smiled.