But it was ridiculous!
A Viscera Refinement Realm martial artist wanted a Marrow Refinement Realm martial artist to take on one move.
This was a complete joke!
Although Xiao Han had repeatedly challenged those at the Viscera Refinement realm, defeating Linghu Song and Wu Yan, the process had been extremely bitter. He had practically fought with his life on the line. Killing ten thousand enemies came with eight thousand casualties.
Now that Xiao Han was at the Viscera Refinement Realm, he might be able to contend with Yang Lei.
But it was definitely not a matter of one move!
If he could not defeat Yang Lei in one move, he would be at his mercy?
He was asking for it!
He was courting death!
According to the previous bet, Xiao Han would have to use all his strength to take on one move from Yang Lei. As long as he did not die in one move, he would be considered the winner.
Moreover, everyone knew that Xiao Han, who used to be a live target, was very durable. Theoretically, he could fight for a chance of survival under Yang Lei's full strength.
In fact, the pressure of this bet was on Yang Lei's side.
If he could not kill Xiao Han in one move, his reputation would be ruined.
But now, Xiao Han actually played to his strengths and asked Yang Lei to take on one move from him. This could only be understood as his brain being damaged from practicing martial arts.
Some of the outer sect disciples at the scene had an idea … 'That's right!
Last time when Xiao Han went to the Martial Skill Pavilion to choose a martial skill, he was tricked by Deacon Leng into giving him a piece of parchment paper. Now, it seems that Xiao Han studied that piece of parchment paper and went into Qi Deviation. His brain is completely damaged.
This person is ruined! '
"Hahahaha …" Yang Lei was so angry that he laughed. His expression was uncertain as he looked at Xiao Han and said.
"Xiao Han, do you know that you are courting death?
In this half a month, Senior Ling Feiyu gave me a 'Leopard Embryo Marrow Refining Pill'. I painstakingly refined the medicinal power of this pill, sharpening my strength and building up my strength.
Now, my strength has reached 65 cauldrons. I can break metal and stone like breaking tiles and wood. What do you have to fight me?
However, since you are courting death, I will fulfill your wish! "
Yang Lei had purposely told Xiao Han about how he had been in seclusion for half a month, refining pills, and how his strength had increased explosively. His goal was to destroy Xiao Han's fighting spirit and confidence.
The group of outer disciples gasped when they heard Yang Lei's words.
Generally speaking, a normal Marrow Refinement cultivator from a large sect would have a basic strength of 40 ~ 50 cauldrons. This was considered normal. Once one broke through to 60 cauldrons, they would be considered to have an exceptional aptitude. Yang Lei actually had a strength of 65 cauldrons. This was definitely not a small matter.
All he had to do was condense his aura and polish his state of mind, and he would be able to enter the Blood Transformation realm.
Ah Chou trembled as he listened.
"Let's go up the stage.
The matter between us needs to be settled. "
Xiao Han flicked his fingernails. His facial expression did not change in the slightest. He actually gave off an unfathomable feeling.
A group of people swarmed towards the arena area of this peak.
Moreover, this news quickly spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred. It was known to all the outer court disciples on this peak, and all of them surged towards the arena like tidewater.
In the arena area.
"Senior Ah Chou, wait for me below. It's just one move. It's just a matter of a breath's time." Xiao Han patted Ah Chou's shoulder, and then walked up the stage calmly.
Ah Chou completely fell into a state of confusion. He looked at Xiao Han with his mouth agape. For a moment, he choked and couldn't speak.
"Yang Lei, come up." Xiao Han stood on the stage, hooked his finger at Yang Lei, and said.
"Oh right, did you bring the ten thousand True Martial coins for the wager?
If not, we don't have to fight anymore. "
"Trash!" The corner of Yang Lei's mouth twitched, and his killing intent rose. He took out a handful of golden True Martial coins.
Xiao Han saw it clearly. This kind of golden True Martial coins, each had a face value of 2000.
"Good … very good …" Xiao Han swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and licked his lips.
In the next moment, Yang Lei walked up the stage with a majestic gait.
The two of them faced each other, separated by dozens of steps.
He did not speak.
Suddenly, Yang Lei's body moved without any wind. His purple robe fluttered in the wind, and in the midst of the rolling energy, one could vaguely see pieces of ancient scales appearing!
These scales were pale gold, and had a kind of luxurious and threatening aura.
"Yang Lei's consummate skill, 'Eight Forms of Crippling Dragon'.
Within the energy, dragon scales can be faintly seen. With just a little bit of use, it has the power to swallow a whale!
Look, one piece, two pieces, three pieces … Yang Lei's energy has evolved six pieces of dragon scales. It is said that once this martial skill evolves into eight pieces of dragon scales in the energy, it is at the peak, one blow collapsing a mountain! "
"Amazing. I didn't think that Yang Lei's attainment in martial skills had improved so much!
Xiao Han is dead for sure!
This live target is too arrogant. With just a little bit of cultivation, he is insufferably arrogant. This is the face of a villain intoxicated by success.
"Yes, a villain intoxicated by success without any foundation."
… …
Below the stage, there were sounds of discussion.
"Xiao Han, you probably think that I, Linghu Song, and Wu Yan are the same, right?"
Step by step, Yang Lei slowly walked towards Xiao Han. He didn't seem to use much strength, but the ground under his feet cracked inch by inch.
His aura was rising steadily!
"Now, let me tell you, you can rely on pestering to defeat Linghu Song and Wu Yan, but you will never be able to defeat me.
You can only look up to me.
Oh … But later, you will not even have the right to look up to me.
Die.
Being killed by me is your fate. "
"Heh …" Xiao Han also moved.
Step by step, he walked towards Yang Lei.
However, when Xiao Han walked, he did not have the aura that Yang Lei had. It was as if he was taking a stroll, walking slowly.
Thirty steps, twenty steps, ten steps …
All of a sudden!
All of a sudden, a bleak air appeared above Xiao Han's head. The killing intent of late autumn shrouded the area in an instant. Withered leaves fluttered in the wind, and wrinkles of old skin spread out. However, under the layers of old skin, green sprouts actually sprouted out, surging with the vitality of a withered tree in the spring!
All the aura that Yang Lei had created was instantly diluted!
In reality, the 'Eight Forms of Crippling Dragon' that Yang Lei was cultivating was a martial art created by a martial artist who found eight pieces of scales by the sea a thousand years ago.
Some people said that these eight pieces of scales were dragon scales, some said that they were snake scales, and some even said that they were scales shed by beasts.
But no matter what, this martial art only allowed one to comprehend the aura from the scales. It was not very profound.
Moreover, when Yang Lei was cultivating this martial art, he did not have the chance to personally hold the scales and comprehend the concept contained within.
He only visualized and cultivated through the scroll, so he did not understand the essence of this martial art's' aura '.
Xiao Han's' Withered Wood Treasured Record 'was different. The creator of this martial art had personally left behind a piece of ancient withered wood for Xiao Han to visualize.
Therefore, not to mention who was stronger between Xiao Han and Yang Lei, just from the perspective of 'aura', Yang Lei lost by a few notches.
Under such circumstances, Yang Lei's aura was greatly diminished!
Xiao Han's aura was getting stronger and stronger!
"How is this possible?!" Yang Lei was shocked. He felt like his life was in someone else's hands!
"Pretentious!
Break for me!
Eight Forms of Crippling Dragon!
Crippling Dragon Leg! "
In the blink of an eye, Yang Lei leapt into the air and his right leg swept towards Xiao Han!
The wind howled, tearing one's heart and splitting one's lungs!
Amidst the wind from the kick, scales flashed and emitted traces of an ancient aura, causing the ground to explode chaotically!
Xiao Han did not move an inch.
Suddenly, Xiao Han grabbed with his right hand, and his energy condensed into a withered wood pillar. It was five feet long, covered in old bark, and sprouts sprouted.
"One move!"
Xiao Han roared, and the withered wood pillar smashed down!
"Pu ~ ~ ~ ~"
In the next moment, Yang Lei's aura dissipated, and his attack collapsed. His entire body sank a few inches into the ground, twitching and spitting out blood.
It was over.
Yang Lei's ferocious attack did not do anything, and he was smashed to the ground by Xiao Han.
Whether he was dead or alive was unknown!
It was really one move!
Yang Lei did not even manage to block one move from Xiao Han!
There was dead silence below the stage!
Everyone's hearts were in their throats!
"In the bloody battle in Demon Town, I killed god knows how many loose demons. Therefore, my martial skills have become more solid.
Be it the Withered Wood Collection or the Son of Heaven's Fist, I have a deeper understanding of them.
This Yang Lei's strength is 65 cauldrons, and my strength is 80 cauldrons. I can easily suppress him. Moreover, his understanding of martial skills is not as deep as mine, so he was defeated in one move. "
Now, after every battle, Xiao Han would subconsciously evaluate the battle and weigh the gains and losses.
"Now, in the Physical Body Realm, those who can threaten me are those whose strength surpasses mine, and those who have a deep understanding of martial skills.
Of course, this is under the condition that I don't use the Demon God's Palm. "
These thoughts flashed through his mind in a flash.
At this moment, Xiao Han walked over, bent down, and patted Yang Lei's head with a faint smile.
"Don't worry, I held back just now. You won't die. At most, your tendons and bones will be broken, and your cultivation will be destroyed." As he spoke, Xiao Han took out the few True Martial Coins from Yang Lei's chest.
There were a total of five coins, each with a face value of 2000.
No more, no less, just ten thousand True Martial Coins.
"Xiao … Xiao Han …" An outer sect disciple jumped out from below the stage and stuttered.
"Xiao Han, don't … don't be rash!
You won against Yang Lei, so you're capable. However, these True Martial Coins are … are the savings of Senior Brother Ling Feiyu over the years. This time, Senior Brother Ling Feiyu is going to the sea to comprehend Power. When he returns, he will use these True Martial Coins to purchase medicinal ingredients and break through to the True Qi Realm.
Leave … leave the True Martial Coins. Don't embezzle them. Otherwise, if Senior Brother Ling Feiyu is furious, you won't be able to bear the consequences! "
These ten thousand True Martial Coins were a huge sum. More than half of it was accumulated by Ling Feiyu himself, and the other half was borrowed by Ling Feiyu.
He didn't think that Yang Lei would lose to Xiao Han, so he gave this huge sum to Yang Lei for the bet. In fact, it was equivalent to temporarily leaving it with Yang Lei.
He didn't expect that after all his calculations, he still made a mistake. Yang Lei actually lost all of Ling Feiyu's wealth!
"Xiao Han, leave the True Martial Coins!"
A group of outer sect disciples screamed.
"Hehehe … the bet of ten thousand True Martial Coins was agreed upon beforehand. I don't care who these True Martial Coins belong to.
A win is a win, a loss is a loss.
There is no reason to spit out what I have swallowed.
If anyone is not convinced, then come forward! "Xiao Han's gaze swept across the group of outer sect disciples that jumped out.
Under Xiao Han's overbearing gaze, all these outer sect disciples shrunk their necks.
Xiao Han looked around, and when no one dared to make a sound, he jumped off the stage, walked to Ah Chou's side, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Ah Chou, you've really earned a lot this time!
Hahahaha! "
At this moment, many outer sect disciples that were watching the battle below the stage woke up from the shock.
Immediately after, it was a sea of discussion …
"Too powerful!
Xiao Han really defeated Yang Lei in one move, and it was like a hot knife through butter!
I am convinced now, and it is impossible for me to not be convinced. "
"It seems like our peak's third genius has risen!
Strong rise!
Xiao Han is already our peak's third genius, and there is no longer any suspense! "
"More than that!
Think about it, how long has Xiao Han been in the outer sect?
At the very most, it would only take a few months.
From a live target to defeating Yang Lei in one move, his improvement is monstrous!
I think Senior Brother Ling Feiyu and Senior Brother Meng Ran's positions are in danger. "
"Hehehe, no matter what, there is a good show to watch now. Senior Brother Ling Feiyu and Senior Brother Meng Ran will not sit idly by and let a person that threatens their position rise.
When Senior Brother Ling and Senior Brother Meng return, it will be another fierce battle. "
… …
Just at this moment …
"Clap ~ ~ Clap ~ ~ Clap ~ ~"
Applause sounded.
From far to near.
A light voice passed over, "Not bad, not bad, your peak has always been filled with mediocre people, and today, a passable character has appeared.
Not bad, not bad, a general picked from the dwarves. "
Everyone looked towards the voice.
They saw a group of people walking over from not far away.
All of them were arrogant and despotic, and their gazes swept across the north, south, east, and west. That imposing manner was like a group of imperial envoys that had arrived at some small town and were patrolling.
The leader was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. He wore a light golden robe, and his eyelids were also light golden. He was of average height, and his appearance was average. However, there was a vicious aura around him, and his eyes were like the wind and lightning, and he was very dignified.
As he walked, dragons and snakes flew, and vitality filled the air.
His aura was tyrannical, surpassing the Marrow Refining Realm, and was Blood Changing Realm.
This person's aura was even stronger than Ling Feiyu and Meng Ran's.
"Senior Brother Ah Chou, this group of people doesn't seem to be from our peak, right?" Xiao Han frowned and asked softly.
"This … this … this group of people … Xiao Han, this is the outer sect disciple of the peak that is ranked third among the outer sect's ten peaks. The person at the front is one of the five geniuses of that peak, Zheng Shan, a Blood Transformation Realm expert. The martial skill that he cultivates is the 'Eagle Snake Sky Splitting Strike'. His hands are like eagle claws, and his leg technique is like a python.
It is not to be underestimated. In the previous outer sect disciple ranking competition, Zheng Shan was ranked seventeenth, just enough to suppress Senior Brother Ling Feiyu and Senior Brother Meng Ran … This guy is very competitive and has already come to our peak several times to openly provoke and humiliate … "Ah Chou quickly explained.
When the outer sect disciples of this peak saw Zheng Shan and the others, they immediately revealed extremely complicated expressions.
Some had sullen faces, some had frightened eyes, some lowered their heads, and some clenched their fists …
"Oh?
Where are Ling Feiyu and Meng Ran?
Did they hide outside to train again?
Hahaha … I recently obtained a secret skill and comprehended some principles of the Martial Dao, so I prepared to find Ling Feiyu and Meng Ran to spar.
In the end … Hahahaha, they are quite smart. They know that their cultivation isn't good enough, so they went out to train every three to five days … Hahahaha … "Zheng Shan laughed with a face full of ridicule.
The group of outer sect disciples behind Zheng Shan echoed and laughed.
The Martial Dao was extremely cruel. If one's skill was inferior to others, they would be stepped on, trampled, and ridiculed and slapped in the face by others like Zheng Shan.
All the outer sect disciples of this peak were gnashing their teeth, but Ling Feiyu and Meng Ran weren't here. Without a leader, they didn't dare to stand out.
"Zheng Shan, don't … don't go too far!
Do you know that Senior Brother Ling and Senior Brother Meng aren't here, so you intentionally came to show off? "An outer sect disciple of this peak couldn't bear it anymore and finally roared out.
"Shut up!"
An outer sect disciple behind Zheng Shan jumped out and used his finger to point at the furious and roaring outer sect disciple. "Say another word, and I'll teach you a lesson!
Oh, I'll remember your appearance. In the future, when I have the chance to leave the sect to train, I'll properly deal with you when I'm outside!
Of course, if you dare to go up the stage now, I'll immediately break your arms and legs! "
"Uh …" That roaring outer sect disciple was threatened and immediately didn't dare to make a sound. He deeply lowered his head.
The thousands of outer sect disciples of this peak all lowered their heads in absolute silence. They didn't dare to say anything.
"En … what's your name?
I can see that your comprehension of martial skills is quite decent, but your cultivation level is too low. "Zheng Shan suddenly looked at Xiao Han and began to criticize him.
"Tell me your name, I'll remember it. Let's see if you can stand out in the Outer Sect Ranking Competition in three to five years."
Zheng Shan looked at Xiao Han with a condescending gaze and said slowly.
"Your aptitude is barely considered not bad in this peak."
"Let's go, Senior Brother Ah Chou. Now that we have the True Martial Coins, let's go and have some fun." Xiao Han ignored Zheng Shan and pulled Ah Chou to leave.
"Xiao Han … Zheng … Zheng Shan is … talking to you …" Ah Chou swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.
"I don't even know him, why should I care about him?
It's a waste of saliva. "Xiao Han said with a faint smile.
Just like that, Xiao Han pulled Ah Chou and walked straight out of the arena area, about to brush past Zheng Shan and the others.
Zheng Shan's expression changed. "Stop."
"Kid!
Our Senior Brother Zheng Shan is talking to you, are you deaf? "
"Stop!
Kneel down and apologize.
Let's see if you can get Senior Brother Zheng's forgiveness. "
…
The outer sect disciples behind Zheng Shan all roared.
They had nothing to worry about. Their peak was ranked third among the ten peaks of Cloud Rain Sect's outer sect, while Xiao Han's peak was only ranked seventh or eighth.
The difference was huge.
Xiao Han immediately stopped.
He slowly turned around.
"You guys are really a little bored. Not only did you come to our peak to bark, you even dare to ask me to kneel?
Are you guys out of your minds?
And, who's that?
Zheng Shan, right?
You said you cultivated a secret skill, so you wanted to spar with Ling Feiyu and Meng Ran to test the power of this secret skill … I think you're retarded.
What is a secret skill?
A secret trump card, and you want to spar with others?
Tell me, are you retarded? "
The entire place was silent!
… …