Chapter 539: Reversal of the Universe

There was a loud rumble, and a deep footprint appeared on the ground where Ah Man had stepped.

Before the attack was successful, Ah Man did not stop. His arm covered with horn-like bone spurs swung away with an afterimage, knocking Yang Ye away with a bang.

"It hurts..."

Veins popped up on Mr. Yang's forehead, and his arms pierced by bone spurs were bleeding profusely. Even his recovery speed became extremely slow.

"Hey..."

Ah Man tilted his head and pursued him non-stop.

Everyone who witnessed this scene took a breath of cold air for Mr. Yang.

Although Qin Lang was nervous, he was still a little strange. As the core training personnel, Yang Ye was the first batch of people to select the ancient magic weapons. But why at this point in the battle, Yang Ye was still empty-handed, with neither weapons nor armor. Even He forged it with his own hands, and he never used the jewelry that could withstand the attacks of the ancient gods.

"die!"

boom!

Another punch, and Yang Ye was knocked away again.

This time the body was injured. The waist was penetrated by the horn bone spurs, and it seemed that even the internal organs were shattered.

Mr. Yang was half kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood.

Ah Man no longer forced to kill, but slowly came to Yang Ye, and grabbed Yang Ye's body with his huge palm, "You can't even bear the liberation of 50 combat power, how dare you challenge me in a duel?" Well, how do you want to die?"

With a little force on his palm, Mr. Yang immediately vomited blood, and even the Divine Fall Domain collapsed under the opponent's ravages.

"Master Yang, let me help you."

Seeing that Yang Ye was in danger, Jin Long and Yin Hu roared and wanted to take action, but were stopped by Qin Lang.

"Boss Qin, Mr. Yang..."

"Wait a little longer."

"Whoa!"

As Ah Man continued to exert force, Yangye continued to vomit blood, and his bones made a cracking sound, which made people's bones sore.

Canaan chuckled, "Your allies are going to die."

The old man slowly raised his head and said, "Open the champagne at halftime. You laughed too early."

"Um?"

Canaan was a little confused, but at this moment, the body of Mr. Yang, who was in danger, suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.

Immediately after there was a huge explosion, Ah Man let go of his palm amidst the screams, but it was too late. Most of his palm was blown to pieces by a strange force, causing him to scream in pain.

"That's..."

On the human side, including Qin Lang, their eyes widened.

Yang Ye is recovering from his injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only that, his skin has become shiny, his wrinkles have disappeared, and his gray hair is also turning black.

The world is reversed

In less than half a minute, Master Yang recovered from an old man in his twenties and thirties. He was not very handsome, but full of vigor and energy.

Mr. Yang stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Humans have a saying, don't do porcelain work without diamonds. If I am not sure of victory, why should I take the initiative to fight with you?"

"During the period of training in the city, I have not dared to relax. I have been training myself all the time, and finally I have understood the ultimate meaning of Tai Chi. The more serious the injury, the stronger my combat power will be after the world is reversed..."

Yang Ye stepped forward, waving his hands, a pair of gleaming ancient magic gloves suddenly appeared, "If you can die under the ultimate secret of Tai Chi... you deserve to die."

It turns out that as soon as Master Yang got the ancient magic weapon, he asked Li Jianshe to help recast it and refine it into his exclusive weapon.

"You are happy too early! Combat power is released! 80!"

Aman looked up to the sky and howled wildly, liberating his fighting power again.

The horn spurs fell off one after another, revealing a large number of circular flesh holes on the surface of the skin. White gas spurted out from the flesh holes. Aman's body gradually returned to its original appearance as the flesh holes swallowed the divine source.

He is still fat and round, but his combat power has increased several times compared to before!

Buzz...!

The little genius on his wrist vibrated, and the data about Yang Ye was analyzed.

Name: Yang Ye

Age: 67

Race: human

Realm: respecting gods

Overall combat strength rating: A

Attack A, defense S, speed A, experience A, vitality A, field control ability B, group damage ability C.

Final evaluation: A person who has accumulated a lot of experience will become a late bloomer.

Qin Lang laughed it off after reading it, "Can the winning rate of Mr. Yang be calculated?"

"The winning rate is 67.91!"

The little genius immediately gave the answer.

"Where's Su Fengming?" Qin Lang asked casually.

"Insufficient data collection from both sides makes it impossible to calculate the winning rate."

Inside the battlefield.

Yang Ye and Ah Man engage in a fierce battle!

Even though Ah Man has liberated 80 combat power, he is still no match for Yang Ye after he activates his ultimate move, especially since Yang Ye is equipped with the highest quality ancient magic weapon.

Both sides chose to give up defense and attack instead of defense!

Shock waves continued to spread as the two bodies collided. After dozens of moves, the two of them missed each other.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Yangye's mouth, while Aman's arms were trembling, and his skin burst open, revealing his pale bones. He cursed: "Damn it, if the logistics team arrived, I wouldn't be able to compete with you empty-handed! You win! It’s not forceful!”

Mr. Yang put his left hand behind his waist, stretched his right hand forward, turned his hand to the sky, and gently raised his palm, "Stop talking nonsense and continue."

"roar!"

Ah Man screamed strangely, and as soon as he rushed in front of Master Yang, he was knocked away by the Tai Chi diagram that appeared in the void.

What followed was a one-sided performance by Mr. Yang. He struck out continuously, hanging Aman in mid-air for a series of attacks, and his body was still unable to land.

"Thanks to Teacher Shu for letting me take action in time. If their logistics arrived, it might not be that easy for Mr. Yang to win."

Qin Lang remembered that not long ago, Teacher Shu had rushed in without warning and destroyed the altar.

It was abrupt, but reasonable.

War was like this.

Ah Man was finally defeated, and his life or death was uncertain. He was dragged back to the back of the team by the demon warriors with wounds all over his body for treatment.

Yang Ye returned to the team with a smile on his face. With every step he took, his appearance was aging. When he returned to the crowd, he turned into the white-haired old man again. When no one paid attention to him, Yang Ye silently spit out a mouthful of black blood and muttered in his heart: "The reversal of the world is really awesome, but it costs life, so it can't be used too much..."

In the battlefield!

The battle between Su Fengming and Dujiao was very stalemate and fierce, with figures flashing on the field, and they jumped up and down.

Neither side used their full strength.

Clang clang clang!

Sparks flew!

The spear and the long sword crossed again.

Su Fengming shook his numb palms, "The warm-up is over, should we get serious?"

Dujiao tilted his head, "As you wish, combat power released, 50!"

Su Fengming raised his eyebrows.

The others looked at each other, Huanglong lowered his voice, "He doesn't seem to have changed, is he releasing loneliness?"

"Indeed, he hasn't changed, and his aura is the same as before..."

"Bluffer? Not really, right?"

Everyone lowered their voices to communicate.

Qin Lang's pupils condensed, and he reminded: "Fengming, be careful of His knife!"

Knife?

Su Fengming observed carefully, and the blade of the long knife used by Dujiao did have some subtle changes, and the blade edge was slightly red.

"The Supreme Demon is born with the ability to release combat power. This is an innate racial talent. The difference is that some people release the potential of their bodies, while others release the potential of their weapons..."

Dujiao waved his knife at Su Fengming, "I'm curious, how are you going to dodge the next knife."