Martial Cultivator

Many people are destined to change their views tonight, and He Yi is naturally the first to bear the brunt, but he will not be the last.

He Yi's face was pale, but his eyes still showed confidence and determination. If he had lost his confidence and pride just because of his previous experiences, then he would not be a genius on the Qianlong List, nor would he deserve to be.

"My most powerful tool is actually not the Tao sword."

He Yi looked at Chen Chao calmly. That was just one of his methods to suppress the situation, but it was not all.

Chen Chao nodded and said, "I think so too."

Although he felt that the He Yi in front of him was not a very smart person, he would never think that the other person was stupid. Since the Wanliu Society would be coming soon, he would definitely hide something.

He Yi said with some regret, "I originally thought that when I competed against those geniuses at the Ten Thousand Willows Club, I would be able to use what I have learned throughout my life."

Chen Chao said, "How about you just admit defeat, keep all those methods, and deal with others when the time comes?"

Hearing this, the young people watching frowned, but the word shameless still came to mind.

He Yi didn't care, and just said, "I come from Qingyun Temple. Even if it's not for myself, I naturally have to protect the face of the sect."

Chen Chao was silent for a while and then said, "Isn't it embarrassing to lose to the monks from the Liang Dynasty?"

This question was simple, but everyone present was lost in thought.

In fact, the answer is obvious and everyone knows it, but not only the young people from Daliang Dynasty are unable to answer at this moment, but even the monks outside Fang are also unable to speak at this moment.

Losing to the monks of the Liang Dynasty was a very embarrassing thing for the monks outside the country.

Chen Chao looked at He Yi in front of him, smiled, and said nonchalantly, "I know, that's what you think."

He Yi said nothing.

There was silence in the room, and the young people from the Liang Dynasty did not speak. They knew that it was the common thought of the monks outside the country, and they knew that no matter how they argued, it was the truth.

This is a big pressure

The stone on the head of the Liang Dynasty, but this stone has been weighing on the Liang Dynasty for two hundred years. If you don't count the Liang Dynasty, but include the previous dynasties, then it will be many more years.

Monk Fang Wai is aloof from the world, sitting on the top of a mountain, always overlooking the world.

Chen Chao rubbed his wrist. He had held the knife too hard before, and now the area was a little sore.

"Since you think losing to the monks from the Liang Dynasty is a very embarrassing thing, then I will make you completely embarrassed tonight!"

Chen Chao narrowed his eyes and looked at the monks from outside the country. There was no expression on his face. He just said calmly, "I will tell you tonight, my monks from the Liang Dynasty are no worse than anyone else!"

He Yi shook his head, "This matter is not something you can change just by saying these words. Even if what you say is true, how can you prove it? Unless you become the leader of the Wanliu Society... that's all. Possible things.”

There will definitely be a considerable number of geniuses participating in the Wanliu Club. If they can defeat those geniuses, it will really explain something. But the question is, does Chen Chao have this ability?

He Yi is just very low on the Qianlong list and cannot be compared with those top geniuses.

Chen Chao raised his head and smiled, "Not necessarily."

He Yi said, "You are very confident, which is good, but I still have to remind you that you are still wishful thinking. Although the real top geniuses will not appear in the divine capital this time, you still have not won. Opportunity."

Chen Chao didn't want to have a verbal argument with him, so he just clenched the knife in his hand.

Their competition tonight is not over yet.

He Yi rolled up his Taoist robe, and his whole aura suddenly changed. He said extremely seriously, "Please enlighten me."

Chen Chao smiled and reached out to tear off the already torn black shirt on his body, revealing his seemingly thin but actually strong upper body.

Half body.

On the body that was not fair, except for the wounds just now, there were also dense scars, most of which were scratches left by some kind of beasts, and they were of different types because those beasts were of different types.

It is impossible for a monk to be injured by an ordinary beast. The only thing that can hurt a warrior who is also famous for his physical toughness is a monster.

Coupled with the blood still flowing, the boy at this moment looked like the God of Death from the deepest part of the abyss.

These scars explain many things.

Xie Nandu looked at Chen Chao's naked upper body quietly. Every scar on it had an extremely sinister story.

Nowadays there are so many.

That is a lot of experience.

He Yi was also a little distracted.

He quickly came to his senses, stretched out a hand, the energy in his palm gradually grew, and the wind and thunder filled his fingers.

He began to practice the Taoist techniques he had studied since childhood.

But Chen Chao was unwilling to give him this opportunity. Just as Qi came out of his palms, he started running again.

This time it was still extremely fast, just like before.

He Yi had no expression on his face. As soon as he raised his hand, a purple thunder containing abundant energy fell down.

This is Taoist Purple Thunder, which looks like the most common thunder method in Taoist Taoism.

Chen Chao stepped heavily and jumped up from the place. Just when he left the place, the purple thunder fell down. The huge power directly hit the place with a deep pit of several feet. Those were stone bricks. There was a purple electric arc left on it, making a hissing sound!

Obviously, He Yi's thunder method is not an ordinary thunder method.

His face was pale, and he was injured at the moment. The Dao sword could no longer be used, but there were still many other methods.

He silently operated the Qi machine in his body, and purple thunder fell here. In just an instant, a thunder pool was built in front of him.

Countless purple thunder fell, flooding the open space in front of him. Those purple thunder kept falling, and it seemed that there was no living thing.

Can survive in this thunder pool.

Such power shocked many people.

Although He Yi had always been at a disadvantage earlier tonight, what he showed at this moment made people easily forget what happened before, and only felt that He Yi was too powerful.

There was a loud thunder, and no one could see clearly the scene in the thunder pool. They didn't know if the boy was still alive.

The second prince glanced at Li Heng worriedly, and then relaxed when he saw that the latter was just standing quietly on one side.

He Yi activated the Tao method with an expressionless face, and purple thunder fell down one after another. His face was very pale when illuminated by these lightnings. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was really pale or something else.

This purple thunder is not as exquisite as the previous Taoism, but it has other wonderful features.

At least it looks majestic.

He Yi looked at the square thunder pool. He knew that the young man was inside and was not dead.

These thunder techniques of his could only seriously injure the young warrior at most.

Perhaps not even a serious injury.

really……

A dark blade light emerged in the thunder pool.

Slashing towards those majestic and vast purple thunders!

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There was great commotion in front of Zhengyang Palace tonight, much louder than people initially expected.

But the news never got out of the imperial city.

The big shots hiding in the dark were silent at the moment. They wanted to know what was happening in the imperial city now, but they knew very well what it would mean if no news came out.

Someone doesn't want them to know what's going on inside.

In the divine capital, in that imperial city, only one person can do these things.

In other places, people may not care about the emperor's thoughts, but in the divine capital, in the imperial city, he is the only master.