108. Finally Here·the Beginning of All Things (Part 2)

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When Tang Ye's name was called, there was no sadness or joy on his face. He just answered silently and walked out of the pavilion. He accepted this task without even saying a word.

There was no emotion behind the ice-sculpted face, as if the defeat at Yi Wangyou's hands that day was just an illusion. Tangye is still the calm Tangye.

Tang Ye walked silently past Ming Feizhen, speechless. Since the two had a brief fight that day, he hadn't really spoken to Ming Fei in the past few days, and he had barely spoken to anyone.

Just as he was walking by Ming Feizhen, a clear voice came into his ears like a gentle breeze.

"Have you decided?"

He had been walking forward in silence. The young man with steady steps suddenly trembled all over and looked back at Ming Feizhen in disbelief. Under the winter sun, this man who was regarded as half teacher and half friend had a strange feeling that his black hair could pass through the sunlight and shine directly on him.

Tang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What's the meaning?"

Ming Feizhen still didn't seem to care, he just looked at Yi Wangyou in the audience and said with a smile: "Would it make you feel better to take a completely different path from the rest of the world?

- His steady pace was instantly grabbed, and the frost on his face was peeled off by the man's casual voice. What was revealed was the same wavering as on the day of the tragic defeat.

"....Do you know everything?"

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"I guess so.

Tang Ye was silent for a while.

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“....Don’t stop me.

"Stop you? Why?"

Before Tang Ye could speak, he suddenly felt pushed. This time it was silent, he couldn't dodge it and was pushed off the field. Looking back, I saw Ming Feizhen smiling and waving like a father sending his child to private school.

"come back earlier.

Tang Ye frowned, as if he couldn't understand what Ming Fei was really doing. He looked at Ming Feizhen without moving, but Ming Feizhen stopped talking. Suddenly, a sharp sword energy swept from behind. Although it would not cause actual damage, it would make the master have a defensive instinct.

However, Tangye remained motionless, like a big stone, still being beaten by wind and frost without moving at all.

After this sword passed, even a master stronger than Tang Ye had to use his skills to resist. This is an instinct, and the only way to resist it is to improve one's mind and practice. However, at such an age, Tang Ye can actually become as solid as a rock. Yi Wangyou was secretly surprised, and shouted again: "If you haven't come over yet, when will we fight!!"

Tang Ye did not respond.

Seeing that he was so rude, Yi Wangyou said angrily: "Shameless boy, you stole my Kunlun secret knowledge. I failed to discover it early, so you have been free until now. Your parents and master did not take care of you as a little thief, so today I will do it for you." Discipline.

Tang Ye suddenly turned around, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and the sword energy around him suddenly disappeared. A burst of extremely soft but pure internal energy from the Yang Realm set up a defense around him, and Yi Wangyou's sword energy was immediately unable to penetrate the thunder pool. His hands and feet didn't move, but his robe moved automatically without any wind, almost making a roaring sound, and every move he made felt like the whistling of the wind.

Yu Feiyuan looked slightly surprised and said to Ming Feizhen: "This young man is practicing the inner strength of the Yang Realm?'

Ming Feizhen nodded.

Yu Feiyuan is not very proficient in world affairs, but he is extremely knowledgeable in martial arts. Her beautiful eyes narrowed and she stared at Tang Ye and Yi Wangyou for a long time.

Said: "It's hard to say."

Everyone else was surprised, and according to Jin Yu Fei Yuan's words, the two of them actually had a 50-50 chance of winning.

Yi Wangyou seemed to turn a deaf ear. He was the leader of the sect, and his character was so tenacious. But he immediately entered a fighting state. All he could see with his eyes was his opponent.

His feet were motionless, but his clothes were fluttering, and white smoke was emitting from his body on August 8, as if the man in the center was a red-hot iron. It is naturally the Kunlun sect's mental method - Blood Yang Qi. His appearance is exactly the same as that of Tang Ye, with different postures but the same mentality. If he hadn't known that Yi Wangyou was the head of Kunlun, he would have almost thought that this was a scene where a master and a disciple were fighting each other.

Tang Ye stood still for a long time, still calm and relaxed. Yi Wangyou did not wait any longer. In terms of mental cultivation, these two people might have no problem standing there for three days and three nights. It's just that this long and boring wait in exchange for the slightest flaw in the opponent happens between relatively equal opponents. Yi Wangyou had this thought flashing through his mind, and he immediately decided to take action.

“Take the move!

Yun Li swung his sword with a simple and unpretentious move. When the three-foot green peak moved, it was as if he was wielding an ancient giant blade. The sword was drawn from a distance, but its powerful momentum reached several feet away, making people tremble. As soon as he made a move, it was already Kunlun Mountain’s treasure, Dahuang Sword Dance.

Tang Ye remained calm on his face when faced with this set of swordsmanship that had easily defeated him. The fire energy flowing through his body was long and continuous, and he could resist the sword power of Dahuang Sword Dance without losing his mental strength. He just stared at the killing sword quietly without any movement.

When a sword swept across, Tang Ye suddenly moved.

The hands are raised, and a series of clear and distinct palm shadows are spread out, like falling leaves and flying flowers in a spring garden in the wind. When he couldn't see it, his palm had already slapped Yi Wangyoujian three times in a row. Offset the strength of the sword.

Yi Wangyou's sword did not stop for a moment, but the sword was not stopped and the sword was struck again. He held a thin three-foot green-edged sword, but his momentum was like a divine dragon leaping, circling and falling, compressing the moving space step by step. The two of them were obviously several feet apart, but they were fighting extremely tightly, as if they were within a few inches of each other.

Although Tang Ye's range of movement is getting narrower and narrower, his shots are still

Missing - the silk is suffocating. The hands fall like the Yangtze River. This is not a unique palm technique. The fists, palms, fingers and claws are all used, and there is almost no repetition. Nearly half of the martial arts he used were not martial arts he had learned in the past. They were all tricks he used at random. When facing danger, he resolutely used new tricks, rejecting this majestic and clumsy sword dance full of unconstrained creativity.

Yi Wangyou once had mixed and impure comments about his martial arts, but now that Tang Ye has abandoned the messy fighting style of the past, he can actually not fall behind in any of his moves.

After seeing his performance at this moment, the people on the court knew that the words "Shocking Holy Hand" were not a compliment, but an out-and-out fact.

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The two of them fired more than a hundred moves one after another. Yi Wangyou shouted loudly and took the middle route, which was beyond the reach of Tang Ye's defenders. Unexpectedly, Tang Ye suddenly turned around, his right leg suddenly came out, and he kicked the side of the sword with a roundabout. As soon as the internal force collided, the two naturally separated.

Others couldn't help but burst into loud noises,

This time, the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, the footwork is wrong, but the movement is smooth and flowing, never stopping for a moment. Although there are many martial arts fights in the arena, such exciting ones are still rare. The momentum of Yi Wangyou's attack is majestic, like the continuous ups and downs of mountains. Tang Ye Shou's tricks were full of tricks, and he was as agile as a Pegasus in the air. He couldn't help but drink the colorful sound.

But few people knew what Yi Wangyou was thinking.

--How can one's internal strength improve so much in just a few days?

It had been less than half a month since the last time the two of them fought. The last time the Great Wilderness Sword Dance came out, Tang Ye was immediately killed and unable to resist. Not only is the difference in skills, but also the cultivation of internal strength is a major difficulty.

Ming Feizhen's statement that it would be difficult to overcome within ten years probably refers to this internal force - pass.

But today when the two of them fought, Tang Ye actually had more internal strength than him, and could still use hundreds of moves in the fight. At least twice as strong as before.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. The sudden increase in internal strength in a short period of time must have been caused by some unorthodox method.

The blade of Yi Wangyou's sword sank, and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually emerged.

-Good boy, if you use my Kunlun Sect's magical power to do such evil and rebellious things, I will not accept your Blood Yang Qi today, and I will be the leader of the Kunlun Sect in vain.

Su Xiao pulled Ming Feizhen's sleeve: "Brother Ming, is Tang Ye going to show off his real skills?

Ming Feizhen remained silent, he never watched the duel in the field, just stared into the distance, and suddenly whispered: "Here we come.

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