Zhao Wente's eyes were filled with a desire for victory. The sharp Qi in his body surged out in an instant. As the Qi was injected into his palm, it turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
I couldn't help but frown. This move required a lot of energy. If he was just a warrior in the early stages of negative jing, he wouldn't be able to use it. Zhao Wente had taken an extremely rare Blended Qi Pill before the competition and successfully entered the middle stages of negative jing. At this moment, he was like a mad beast.
I didn't dare to be careless. If I just used my internal energy, it would be hard for me to block it. I just surged my energy and combined it into one. Compared to Zhao Wente's surging aura, I was a little inconspicuous.
"Sigh, this brat will definitely lose."
"As a warrior in the middle stages of positive jing, it's already a miracle for him to enter the top eight."
"However, he still has a chance next year!"
Everyone couldn't help but feel that it was a pity. Although the dark horse of the Selection wasn't something that would be recorded in the history books, it was still worthy of their respect. At this moment, it was the people who had mocked me previously who were shaking their heads. Due to the conflict between me and Ou Yangjun, they were looking forward to the fated confrontation. Of course, a competition was a competition. There were many uncertain factors, which made it even more attractive.
Very quickly, layers of grey energy swirled around my fist. This was the most exquisite move of the [Eight Extremities Fist]. I could clearly hear a series of crackling sounds coming from my right arm. Following that, Zhao Wente charged over like a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of me. His palm was dark red, as though it had been scalded by a soldering iron. The heat that assaulted my face seemed to be able to melt everything.
I didn't want to be outdone, so I increased the power of both of my attacks. The gray energy swirl on the surface of my fist continuously resisted Zhao Wente's surging energy. "Zi zi zi."
A numbing sound was heard, but this sound only lasted for a short few seconds. Then, with a loud bang, Zhao Wente's body flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string. Finally, he fell heavily to the ground. His face was pale, and his internal organs seemed to be dislocated. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, looking like he was on the verge of death.
Just now, the two powerful forces had surged into his body. Zhao Wente had just made a breakthrough, so his aura was instantly disrupted. Not only did he fall back to the early stage of concealing strength, but he was also severely injured!
His face was filled with disbelief. It was true. This was a killing move that his grandfather had spent many years developing. Even if he were to face a master in the late stage of concealing strength, he would still be able to put up a fight. However, in the face of the seemingly useless Double Force, it was so vulnerable!
The moment he flew out of the ring, his untamed genius heart was smashed into pieces. As the most outstanding warrior of the Zhao family, Zhao Wente had always lived in praise since he was young. As time passed, he gradually got used to it. Moreover, he had high standards and high expectations for himself. In Cloud City, there really wasn't a young genius that could be compared to him, until I appeared.
Of course, when we first met, he had ruthlessly crushed me. It could be said that I didn't have any power to fight back. At that time, Little Cherry's distressed and desperate eyes made him very happy. Because of my courage to make a bet with my life, I had fought for some time to breathe.
After that, in the confrontation at the Zhao Dojo, he had the absolute home advantage. Although he had the upper hand in the beginning, with my strange changes, Zhao Wente was stunned. The Zhao family had always thought that I had fallen into some kind of demonic state.
But today, Zhao Wente had lost. He had lost completely. Even the ultimate skill that Old Man Zhao was so proud of couldn't help him get through this difficult time.
At that moment, the spacious arena was stunned for a few seconds. Then, there was a commotion.
"Oh my god, he actually won again!"
"Damn, the dark horse that entered the semifinals. I, Ye Liang Chen, am convinced!"
Many people in the audience were shocked by the exciting battle just now. Not long ago, there were some people who didn't understand Xiao Zhuyu. It was obvious that he was leading them by the nose. Why did he admit defeat? However, at this moment, when they saw Zhao Wente who was badly injured, they suddenly understood. They looked at Xiao Zhuyu with a weird gaze.
As for him, he acted as if it was a matter of course. If Xiao Zhuyu was up against Zhao Wente, it would also be a 60-40 chance. Since he took the initiative to admit defeat, there must be a reason for it. Every participant, when faced with the temptation of advancing to the next round, seemed to be on steroids. But there was no doubt that the competition was very cruel.
"Te Te (Xiao Te)!"
Of course, at this moment, the ones who were the most depressed were the father and son of the Zhao family. Their expressions changed and they rushed down from the audience seats.
Speaking of which, this Zhao Wente wasn't really evil. Moreover, the fairy teacher was also here. I didn't kill him. Just like before, he let me go. This favor can be considered to have been repaid.
Old Man Zhao's gaze towards me was filled with hatred and gloominess. He never would have thought that this would be the result. Previously, when I displayed my inner strength, Old Man Zhao was also secretly shocked. However, since inner strength martial artists haven't appeared in the martial world for a long time, many people didn't know the destructive power of inner strength. Just by relying on inner strength, I was able to fight Zhao Wente to a standstill. When the two powers combined into one, the destructive power that burst forth was simply terrifying. Even the strongest strike of the Zhao Family's Iron Palm couldn't withstand it.
"Hehe, why? Old man, are you unhappy?
I just like to see you hate me, but can't kill me. "
I curled my lips and said with a cold smile. I didn't have any good feelings towards this old thing. To put it bluntly, he was the backbone of the Zhao family. The reason why my flesh and blood were gone was also because of Old Man Zhao. It was just that the current situation was special, so I couldn't solve my personal conflict.
"You, you little bastard. You said that you wouldn't overdo it. Why did you seriously injure Xiao Te!" Old Man Zhao scolded angrily. His eyes were filled with coldness.
"I was already being merciful. If it wasn't because I felt that his heart wasn't bad, he would have already gone to meet the King of Hell."
I slightly narrowed my eyes. Seeing him so angry, the comfort in my heart was indescribable.