Chapter 546: Slap in the Face

The rest of the people were horrified.

Some shouted loudly, others whispered.

Someone shouted: "I knew it, I knew Wu Yun was definitely not as simple as the eighth level of Tianzun Realm, otherwise how could he kill Leng Bufan so easily."

"Excellent, so outstanding, Wu Yun, we support you."

Some are happy and some are sad.

The people at the Martial Arts Academy were excited and excited.

But the people at Feilong Academy were shocked.

All this happened so unexpectedly.

They would never think of Wu Yun, who had always shown off his cultivation to the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm.

He has already reached the third level of the Divine Transformation Realm.

boom!

At this moment, Leng Zichao's palm wind had arrived.

Wu Yun's overall momentum also rose rapidly.

Wu Yun also struck out with a palm, brazenly meeting Leng Zichao's palm wind.

There was a loud bang.

Two palm winds collided in the air.

It was unexpected and expected by everyone.

The two actually had a draw.

Wu Yun did as he said, standing there impartially and not moving at all.

Everyone in Feilong Academy stared at Wu Yun in disbelief.

Horrible, terrible!

Such a talent, so scary.

You know, Wu Yun is only twenty years old.

Let’s not talk about the geniuses in their academy, let’s just talk about Leng Bufan and Leng Zichao.

Leng Bufan was twenty-five, but Leng Zichao was already twenty-seven.

Although in terms of strength, he can suppress Wu Yun.

But what if Wu Yun is given another seven years?

Leng Zichao sees this clearly than anyone else.

In mid-air, I could see him gritting his teeth, his pupils shrinking slightly, full of shock.

Obviously Wu Yun's change was too unexpected.

However, this shock was only fleeting.

Just listen to Leng Zichao say: "Wu Yun, you have indeed hidden your cultivation. No wonder you can kill my brother."

After a pause, he said again: "However, you are only at the third level of the Divine Transformation Realm. Just now, I did not use all my strength. It seems that I still underestimate you. This second palm must let you know. , I’m awesome.”

The talent that I thought I was proud of was so severely crushed by others.

How could Leng Zichao feel comfortable in his heart?

If he hadn't promised not to use martial arts before, at this moment, he might have been eager to rush forward and kill Wu Yun.

Suddenly, a more powerful palm was formed in front of him.

This time, Leng Zichao used all his strength.

This palm wind is at least twice as powerful as the previous one.

Wu Yun's pupils shrank, this palm was indeed terrifying.

But if it were just that, it wouldn't be able to threaten him.

Wu Yun was seen quickly activating the power of his eight meridians, exerting the Taishang Martial God Technique in his body to the extreme.

The overall momentum is rising rapidly, although it is not as good as Leng Zichao.

But it's almost the same.

This is Wu Yun's background.

Every time he improves his cultivation, he has to swallow so much spiritual energy, at least twice the amount of ordinary people.

At this moment, even without releasing any martial soul, he can still surpass practitioners of the same realm.

It can even be vaguely able to suppress the fourth level cultivators of the Divine Transformation Realm, and is close to the fifth level cultivators of the Divine Transformation Realm.

This is a very terrifying existence.

Leng Zichao on the opposite side was dumbfounded again.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yun could actually match his cultivation momentum without using any martial arts.

Unconsciously, he already felt a faint sense of fear.

Wu Yun is too scary.

boom!

This second palm strikes again.

Wu Yun once again faced the enemy empty-handed.

boom!

The two palm winds collided in the air again.

There was a loud bang, and the two palm winds instantly resolved themselves.

It has to be said that Leng Zichao has the upper hand with this palm.

Although Wu Yun's palm force neutralized his palm wind, there was still a residual force of the palm wind that rushed into Wu Yun's body.

It's just that the remaining power is very weak, and it's not enough to hurt Wu Yun.

But in Leng Zichao's eyes, he didn't think so.

In Leng Zichao's view, this was already an insult to him by Wu Yun.

He tried his best, but the opponent couldn't even move.

Before, he even threatened to injure Wu Yun with three moves, but now he couldn't even shake the opponent's figure.

The anger in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

Gritting his teeth, he muttered to himself: "No, this bastard, he is only at the third level of the Divine Transformation Realm. How can he be my opponent? I want to kill you."

Suddenly, Leng Zichao's chest was rising and falling violently, as if he was making some decision.

Soon, his eyes narrowed and he had made a decision.

Leng Zichao roared angrily.

There was a clang in the air, and a dark red sword appeared in Leng Zichao's hand.

"It's also an earth-level weapon? What is he going to do?"

Wu Yun frowned slightly.

The next moment, Leng Zichao was seen waving his long sword, condensing sword energy in the air.

This turned out to be that Qi Sword Technique again.

Wu Yun's pupils shrank and he cast a look of disdain, this bastard was trying to cheat again.

But before Wu Yun could say anything, someone immediately cursed loudly.

"Leng Zichao, you are so shameless, just as shameless as your brother."

"Oh, I obviously said I won't use martial arts, but now I break the restraint. I really think it's like farting."

Behind them, Du Xingning and Qi Xiuyuan also changed their colors slightly.

However, they know better than anyone else that Feilong Academy goes back on its word and have long been used to it.

Still didn't go on stage to dissuade him.

As I said, they would not intervene in the fight between peers as long as it was not too extreme.

Strong people are made by fighting, not by being raised as vases.

At this moment, Leng Zichao's Qijian Jue has gradually condensed and completed.

At the same time, Leng Zichao's cultivation momentum also soared at the same time, and he had already reached the state of surpassing the sixth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

It must be said that the Qijian Jue was performed in Leng Zichao's hands.

It was even more terrifying than when Leng Bufan performed it.

Even Wu Yun felt the crisis.

But how could Wu Yun just surrender like this.

Suddenly, Wu Yun's fingers lightly tapped on the storage ring.

The Qiankun Bagua Seal appeared in his hand.

Obviously, Leng Zichao had already heard that Wu Yun had such a ground-level seal in his hand.

Seeing Wu Yun take it out, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

But he still said disdainfully: "Hmph, Wu Yun, this earth-level seal is indeed powerful, but with your strength, you also want to compete with my Qi Sword Jue? Dream on."

"Hmph, a bastard who talks nonsense."

Wu Yun sneered.

At the same time, everyone was concentrating, holding their breath, staring at the martial arts arena.

They saw Leng Bufan use the horror of the Qi Sword Jue, so they knew it very well.

And Leng Zichao's Qi Sword Jue was even more terrifying than Leng Bufan.

They paid close attention to Wu Yun, wondering how Wu Yun would resolve it.

Bang!

Leng Zichao directly activated the Qi Sword Jue and chopped towards Wu Yun.

Wu Yun was also very clear. He had already decided that he would make Leng Zichao lose face today.

Suddenly, Wu Yun recited the formula.

The next moment, a huge figure appeared behind Wu Yun.

It was the shadow spirit of the God of War.

The Supreme God of War