Chapter 60 Qingyun Sword Art

In fact, the third match was the one that Mu Yun was most worried about.

Mo Yang, the physical body of the fourth level of strength, the strength is more than ten thousand catties, in the fourth level, it can be said that he is invincible.

But his opponent is Diao Yayun, a genius of the Diao family!

When Diao Yayun was in the fifth level of condensed energy, his physical strength was already 15,000 jin. Now that he has stepped into the sixth level, he may have at least 20,000 jin of strength.

Originally, Mu Yun wanted Mo Hai to play, but Mo Yang could still cope with the difference in realm.

But Diao Yadong was obviously red-eyed by the rabbit, he didn't care about anything, and sent Diao Yayun to play.

But although he was worried, he still wanted to encourage Mo Yang.

This guy has lost a lot of weight and darkened in a month. In this month, Mu Yun also saw Mo Yang's hard work.

It was already the third round of the competition, and everyone looked at this competition no longer as a drama, but completely serious.

Who would have thought that the trash class led by Muyun could win two games in a row, and would there be a miracle in the third game?

Won't!

This is what most people think.

Because in the third match, Mo Yang's opponent was really too strong.

Diao Yayun, sixteen years old, sixth level of pulse condensing state, this state is enough to be the tutor of Beiyun College.

"The third competition, Mo Yang from the fifth junior class, and Diao Yayun from the third senior class, both sides can use weapons, but they can't exceed the top-grade mortal weapon. Now, the competition begins!"

With the voice of the referee instructor falling, the martial field became completely restless.

But at this moment, Qi Ming, who stepped off the ring, glanced at Mu Yun shyly, and smiled.

At this moment, some students and disciples were gradually surrounding him.

Qi Ming is really like his name today, a blockbuster.

Being able to refine high-grade mortal weapons is enough to live comfortably in the entire Beiyun City.

If you don't hurry up to make friends with Qi Ming now, in the future, when Qi Ming grows up completely, if you want to make friends with him, I'm afraid there will be no chance.

"well done!"

Looking at Qi Ming, Mu Yun smiled slightly: "In a few days, I will help your father refine the elixir, just wait patiently!"

"Really?"

Hearing what Mu Yun said, Qi Ming couldn't help but tremble.

If his father can stand up again, even if he has no strength, it will make him extremely excited.

"Stinky boy, will Master lie to you? You should watch Mo Yang's competition now. You should also watch this competition carefully. If you want to become a powerful craftsman, you must also become a powerful warrior!"

"yes!"

On the arena, two figures stood.

Diao Yayun was wearing a white gown with fluttering sleeves, and a smile appeared on his handsome face.

He is Diao Yayun, a genius of the Diao family, standing here, the outcome of this match has already been decided.

From the audience, a lot of envious eyes cast their eyes, and the voices of discussion filled Mo Yang's ears.

Diao Yayun's name is an undefeated existence.

Diao Yayun, at the age of twelve, showed his talent in cultivation and entered Beiyun Academy.

At the age of fourteen, he had already stepped into the triple tendon-changing state.

Now at the age of sixteen, he has already entered the sixth level of pulse condensing state, using qi to refine his pulse, and he has achieved great success in condensing his pulse.

Such an improvement in cultivation is enough to disdain Beiyun City.

Moreover, in Beiyun Academy, every time Diao Yayun showed his strength, it was a stepping challenge.

Every battle must be won.

Among the talented students of Beiyun College, Diao Yayun ranked tenth.

This is still because he is too young now, and everyone in Beiyun College has already determined that Diao Yayun must be the top genius in Beiyun College two years later.

In comparison, Mo Yang is really insignificant.

The silent and unknown Mo Yang is just a dude in Beiyun College. After two years in the college, he is still in the triple tendon-changing state.

If it wasn't for breaking through to the fourth stage of strong breath in this month, this battle would be nothing to watch at all.

Even so, this time Mo Yang still failed to arouse everyone's expectations.

Who would expect a dandy who has just stepped into the fourth level of realm to defeat a genius disciple in the sixth level of pulse condensing state.

"In this battle, you can choose to admit defeat automatically. I won't make things difficult for you. I think you should also clearly understand the gap between the two of us!"

"Admit defeat?"

Mo Yang smiled.

"How is it possible?" Mo Yang shook his nose and snorted, "After a month's teaching from the pastor, now I can defeat you easily!"

"ridiculous!"

Hearing Mo Yang's arrogant and arrogant words, Diao Yayun was not angry, but the smile on his face was even bigger.

Everything, you don't need to use too many words to say it, you just need to prove it with strength.

"Blue Wind Moves Cloud Fist!"

With a low shout, Mo Yang caught him by surprise and punched out.

The body is like a green pine, the fist moves like a cloud, and with a huge force weighing more than 10,000 jins, he falls with a crash, pushing Diao Yayun away.

"You are too weak!"

Seeing Mo Yang make a move, Diao Yayun sneered, stretched out a finger with one hand, casually pointed, light and soft, and faced Mo Yang directly.

This finger can break mountains and rivers!

This finger can cover the world!

Pooh...

There was a sound of blood splashing, and the next moment, Mo Yang's body, like a broken branch and fallen leaf, crashed onto the hard floor.

Between his hands, a deep blood hole appeared.

Blood, gurgling out, covered the skirt of his clothes.

One finger!

Diao Yayun's understatement made Mo Yang's blood splatter on the spot, lying on the ground with his hands trembling.

This is the extreme gap in strength, which is irreversible at all.

"Trash is trash!"

Diao Yayun calmly said: "On the Tianyun Continent, everyone is destined to achieve success in this life when they are born. Some people can only become supporting roles, and some people can only be trash trampled by others. Unfortunately, You are!"

This sentence, for any person, will be considered arrogant.

But what Diao Yayun said now is so reasonable and so irrefutable.

"So much bullshit!"

In the blink of an eye, Mo Yang stood up from the ground.

At this moment, the blood on his hands had dried up, and the horrible finger holes had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Diao Yayun was stunned.

But Mo Yang was waving his hands, feeling the recovered power in his hands.

He naturally understands why!

After half a month of medicinal bathing, he was soaked in the medicinal industry almost all day every day, and too many medicinal effects had accumulated in his body.

And those medicinal effects were obtained by the pastor who spent nearly 100,000 low-grade spirit stones.

What is the concept of one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!

It is enough for his Mo family's net income for nearly half a year.

"Thank you, Master Priest!"

Thinking silently in his heart, Mo Yang's body moved.

"Hunyuan Thunderbolt Palm!"

With a low shout, Mo Yang's body flew into the air, and between his hands, a gust of wind rushed towards Diao Yayun.

He has practiced this palm many times, and with this palm, he killed many fifth-order monsters in the Beiyun Mountains.

Mo Yang believed that even if Diao Yayun couldn't be seriously injured by this palm, it would at least catch him off guard.

"Cloud Dispelling Fist!"

With a low shout, Diao Yayun stood on the spot, his legs motionless as if they were rooted on the ground.

However, his hands were as elegant as clouds, and they jumped up suddenly, and directly rushed towards Mo Yang who was speeding towards him.

boom……

A low hum sounded, and in an instant, Mo Yang, who rushed in front of Diao Yayun, was five meters away from Diao Yayun, his chest suddenly collapsed, and there was a sound of bone cracking.

Put your energy out!

At the sixth level of the pulse condensing state of the physical body, the energy can be released, but Diao Yayun unexpectedly reached the five-meter distance against the sky.

This is even scarier than the warriors of the Seventh Layer Condensed Origin Realm.

Even a martial artist in the Condensation Realm can't guarantee that after condensing the true essence, the power of the true essence can be affected to a distance of five meters outside the body.

Only the strong who have stepped into the tenth level of the spiritual aperture can truly release and retract their true energy freely.

With a bang, Mo Yang landed on the ring again.

He fought against Diao Yayun twice, but Mo Yang had no strength to fight back.

Almost as soon as they met each other, they were struck flying by Diao Yayun.

This time, even with the medicinal effect that Muyun had given Mo Yang to take a medicinal bath before, he struggled a dozen times before slowly standing up.

But Diao Yayun stood aside and did not make a move.

Facing Mo Yang, he had pride in his heart.

"Ahem..."

He stood up with a pale face, but Mo Yang suddenly couldn't help coughing, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and wet the front of his chest.

But he still stood up stubbornly.

In fact, for this match, when Diao Yayun played, it was already doomed that Mo Yang would lose.

Mu Yun also understood this in his heart.

It's just that he didn't expect that Mo Yang was still persisting.

The two confrontations are enough to see that the current him is not Diao Yayun's opponent.

"Trash, don't you admit defeat?"

Seeing Mo Yang stand up stubbornly, Diao Yayun sneered and said, "Could it be that you still have illusions in your heart that you can win?"

Keng...

However, after Diao Yayun's words fell, the only response to him was the clanging and buzzing of a green blade.

Qingque sword!

Mo Yang, took out the Qingque Sword!

"Do you think you can beat me by taking out your sword?" Diao Yayun smiled and shook his head: "It seems that it is time for you to see the reality clearly!"

After the words fell, Diao Yayun bent slightly.

His hands were bent into iron hooks, like sharp claws, revealing a trace of murderous aura.

At the same time, Mo Yang held the Qingque Sword in his palm, and there was a trace of cold breath coming from the edge of the sword.

The Qingque sword, a top-grade mortal weapon, was forged by Mu Yun himself, and this Qingque sword was forged by the refining method handed down from the Jade Immortal Picture.

It's just that the real power can only be reflected in real battles.

"The sky is rising!"

With a low shout, Mo Yang used the first form of Qingyun swordsmanship, and swung out a sword, but that sword, like the three-style sword technique, hit Diao Yayun from three directions respectively.

Ding……

Ding……

Two ding sounds sounded at the same time, and when Diao Yayun waved his hand, the two sword qi were instantly defeated.

However, suddenly, the direction and speed of the third sword energy suddenly changed, and it actually bypassed the front of Diao Yayun and went towards Diao Yayun's side.