Chapter 708: Ji Ping Vs. Shi Meng

Li Hanxue smiled and said, "If the young clan leader insists on fighting, we have no shortage of warriors in the Wilderness Pavilion, so how can we refuse?"

Shi Tianyi clapped his hands and said, "Okay, that's what I'm waiting for you to say, but the three people you want to fight with must be chosen by us. Do you dare to accept this condition?"

Li Hanxue thought about it and knew what Shi Tianyi was thinking.

Among the four people, Li, Su, Ji, and Ji, Su Xun has the highest cultivation. The reason why Shi Tianyi made this condition is to let the weakest fighting force in the Wilderness Pavilion fight to ensure victory.

The rest of the people present were not fools either, and they immediately understood the hidden meaning of Shi Tianyi's words.

Ji Xiangtian refused to suffer a loss and shouted, "If you want to fight, then fight. Why do you have to choose people? It's ridiculous!"

Shi Tianyi showed a sneer: "What's wrong? Are you afraid? Didn't your Pavilion Master say that the four of you represent the top combat power of the Desolate Pavilion? If you can't stand the challenge, don't even talk about accepting the challenge. It's embarrassing."

"Little ghost, say it again!" Ji Xiangtian was furious.

Li Hanxue smiled and said, "Old Ji, it's okay to agree to them."

"Little Pavilion Master, they clearly want to take advantage of our Desolate Pavilion. Although our disciples of the Desolate Pavilion are not afraid of fighting, they can't be aggrieved." Ji Xiangtian said anxiously.

Su Xun patted Ji Xiangtian on the shoulder: "Xiangtian, leave this to the Pavilion Master. He knows his limits."

Ji Xiangtian saw that Su Xun had already spoken, so he couldn't say anything more.

Shi Tianyi said: "It seems that you have agreed?"

"Yes."

"Okay, in that case, then the three of you go to fight." Shi Tianyi first pointed to Li Hanxue.

This was expected. In Shi Tianyi's view, Li Hanxue was just a second-level wild warrior. It was ridiculous that such a weak guy could be the leader of the Wild Pavilion. As long as Li Hanxue was defeated, even if he could not win two out of three battles, he could defeat the spirit of the Wild Pavilion.

Then, Shi Tianyi pointed his spearhead at Ji Ping again. The last person was not Ji Xiangtian, but Su Xun.

Logically speaking, Su Xun's cultivation was far above Ji Xiangtian, but Shi Tianyi did not dare to choose Ji Xiangtian. It can be seen that the combat power of Ji Xiangtian's Xuanhuang battle body just now did shock many masters.

Ji Xiangtian sneered: "You ignorant little ghost, Mr. Su's strength is definitely not inferior to my old Ji. You dare to name Mr. Su, you are dead."

On the other side, the Barbarian Elephant Tribe also selected three masters.

What Li Hanxue didn't expect was that two of the three masters joined later, not the 18 masters of the Wild Martial Realm present. One of them was in his 50s, and the other was a young man in his 20s, with a very strong aura.

The last one was Shi Tianyi himself, and his eyes were always on Li Hanxue. He would never give up if the arrow didn't hit Li Hanxue.

The chief of the Barbarian Elephant Tribe wanted to change people several times, but Shi Tianyi insisted again and again: "Father, the cultivation of this master of the Wild Pavilion is still lower than mine, and the child will definitely be able to defeat him. If I can't even beat him, I will have no face to be the young chief."

After the candidates were determined, all the martial arts masters of the Barbarian Elephant Tribe, young and old, rushed into the big wooden house to watch this unprecedented event.

Shi Tianyi walked past Li Hanxue and said fiercely: "Let's save the battle between us for the last. I will completely defeat you, the so-called Lord of the Desolate Pavilion, in front of everyone. Just wait and see."

Li Hanxue smiled slightly: "I hope the young patriarch can get what he wants."

"Humph!"

The people of the Manxiang tribe stood face to face with Li Hanxue and the other four.

The first to fight was Ji Ping, while the Manxiang tribe sent a muscular, ten-foot-tall, long-bearded man.

This man's name was Shi Meng. He was from the same era as the chief of the Manxiang tribe. He followed the chief of the Manxiang tribe through life and death, fought in all directions to protect the peace of the Manxiang tribe, and was always respected by the tribe.

Jiping bowed to Shi Meng and said: "Please give me more advice!"

Shi Meng shouted, and his thick palm slapped down directly from the sky.

This palm had an invincible momentum. The air on both sides was pushed aside like waves, and a series of violent whistling sounds were emitted. The giant palm was like a meteorite falling from the sky, rushing directly towards Ji Ping's head.

Ji Ping's eyes were filled with shock, and he quickly raised his palm to meet it.

Boom!

The two masters fought with each other, and the violent power completely erupted from them. On one side was a green torrent, and on the other side was pure yellow fighting spirit. The fighting spirit transformed from the two great wild spirits collided wildly in the air, then rolled back, and impacted and rolled on all sides. Suddenly, the big house loosened and shook violently.

The masters in the house all had solemn faces, and they quickly used their skills to resist the huge impact of the fighting spirit.

"Break it for me!" Shi Meng roared, his veins popped up all over his body, and his blood flowed faster. You can even see the blood in his veins boiling.

His left arm suddenly raised and punched down.

Ji Ping was shocked back two steps, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ji Xiangtian's face changed: "No, Old Ji is going to suffer."

Ji Xiangtian wanted to take action, but was stopped by Li Hanxue.

Ji Ping glanced at Li Hanxue and said in his heart: "This battle must not be lost."

Ji Ping gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed, and his great energy turned into a majestic fighting force, which surged into his palm.

Bang!

Ji Ping retreated to advance, took three steps forward, swept his right foot, and went straight to Shi Meng's lower body. At the same time, his right hand attacked Shi Meng's abdomen, with an extremely fast speed, which was hard to defend.

Unexpectedly, Shi Meng was also a good player. He knew that Ji Ping had this skill, so he jumped up and punched down with both fists.

Another fist-palm fight.

Shi Meng stood diagonally in the air, and Ji Ping's right palm was his fulcrum. The two men were like statues, keeping that posture motionless, and all the fighting spirit around them disappeared.

Some of the onlookers from the Barbarian Elephant Tribe had low cultivation levels and were confused: "What's wrong? Aren't they going to fight anymore? Why are the two standing still?"

"What do you know? They are fighting a life-and-death battle. Whoever moves first will die. The two men's wild power is poured into the intersection of their fists and palms, forming an extremely delicate balance. Now whoever breaks the balance and pours power into the other's body will immediately be defeated, and the wild energy in the body will be completely destroyed, and they will die directly. It's really a evenly matched contest!" An old man with a bright spirit explained.

Indeed, as the old man said, all the strength of the two men was concentrated in this seemingly silent fight. If anyone was distracted or made a mistake, then there would be no recovery.

Therefore, all the masters of the Barbarian Elephant Tribe held their breath and did not dare to disturb Shi Meng.

Li Hanxue, Su Xun, and Ji Xiangtian had excellent eyesight and naturally understood the severity of the situation at the moment, so they could only remain silent and hope that Ji Ping would be safe and sound.

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