Chapter 117: Crush He Xiaolong

Song Yang was still confused. Was he promoted now?

He thought he was going to go through a bloody battle, but he didn't expect it to be so easy and he could win without hesitation.

At this time, Song Hai came over, gave a thumbs up, and joked: "Yang'er is awesome, join hands with Tian Ming, and defeat a hundred people in an instant!"

"Dad, stop teasing me."

Song Yang blushed with embarrassment, held his forehead and sighed. He thought he would be able to narrow the gap with Song Tianming after advancing to the bone-setting flawless realm, but who knew that the gap was getting wider and wider. It was difficult for him to see Song Tianming's back, and he felt a sense of loneliness. born.

Luo Zichen stared at Song Tianming with great fear, and said calmly: "Three Dao practitioners are indeed terrible. You can almost become a king in the mortal realm. Unfortunately, you have exhausted your foundation and will definitely not be able to advance to the profound realm. In the future, the gap between you and Yang Jue and the others will be only It will get bigger and bigger.”

When Song Tianming heard this, he put his hands behind his back, raised the corners of his mouth, and joked: "Senior Brother Luo, you are really a god, you can actually see into the future. I wonder if you can see who will win or lose between Yang Jue and me later?"

Luo Zichen's face was filled with black lines, and he said disdainfully: "Don't think that if you win Yang Jue once, you can win every time. Yang Jue has received the Qingluan Heavenly Blood blessed by my master, and his bloodline has evolved. When I meet you again, I will win again." Defeat you quickly."

"Since Senior Brother Luo is so sure, do you dare to take a bet with me on who can make it to the end between me and Yang Jue?"

"Let's bet, but what treasures can you, a boy from a remote country, come up with?"

As he spoke, Song Tianming took out the seven-colored treasure gourd from his waist and said: "I don't know if this high-grade Xuan-level magic weapon can enter Senior Brother Luo's eyes, but I win. I want your top-grade Xuan-level array!"

The moment Luo Zichen saw the colorful gourd, his eyes shone, and his heart was enthusiastic. He immediately said: "Okay, I will take some losses and bet with you."

The top-grade Xuan-level array is much more precious than the top-grade Xuan-level magic weapon, but Luo Zichen doesn't think he will lose.

In a moment, the winners and losers were also determined in the rest of the arena.

In Arena No. 1, Yang Jue joins hands with Bai Ziqi to qualify.

In Arena No. 2, He Xiaolong joined hands with a person from Yunshan City to lead the line.

In Arena No. 3, there were two unknown figures, suspected to be the heir apparents of a small family.

Luo Zichen looked at the eight monks and applauded: "Congratulations on getting the qualifications to go to the Climbing Heaven Sect. Now you can choose whether to participate in the third round of ranking competition."

"The third round of ranking battle will not affect the results, but the top one can get a drop of Earth Marrow Spiritual Liquid, which is regarded as a reward for geniuses from the Ascending Heaven Sect."

As soon as these words came out, the eight monks were very enthusiastic, and Song Tianming was also a little bit speechless. The Dengtian Sect was so generous, and directly gave them a drop of earth marrow liquid.

He Xiaolong was a little strange. He had never heard of any prizes in the past trials of ascending to heaven.

In fact, this drop of earth marrow liquid was a benefit specially applied to the sect by Luo Zichen's master, a great master of the earth realm. In name, it was to attract monks to come and participate in the heaven-ascension trial, but it was actually reserved for Yang Jue.

The onlookers were also eager to try and see whether among the eight geniuses, Yang Jueqi was superior, or Song Tianming was the lone star.

Soon, the eight-to-four battle list was released.

Song Tianming's first battle was against a top-notch hero, He Xiaolong, while Yang Jue's opponent was just an ordinary hero in Yunshan Chongqing, and it was obvious that he was operating behind the scenes.

Liu Yiyi frowned and wanted to question Luo Zichen, but was stopped by Song Tianming.

"Senior Sister Liu, they are no threat to me. Whoever comes first will be crushed by me. There is no difference."

Luo Zichen mocked: "Brother Song has a good attitude. I hope you won't cry if you lose later."

At the beginning of the first battle, Song Tianming faced off against He Xiaolong, and the monks watching were looking forward to it.

Yang Jue also watched the fight between the two with great interest. He had fought with He Xiaolong before and was a strong enemy, but he was only 50-50 against him.

Even if Song Tianming can defeat He Xiaolong, he will definitely suffer a lot and have his cards revealed.

He Xiaolong was one of the most outstanding figures in Yunshan Chongqing. His sixth-grade true spirit dragon body once swept through the entire arena of monks, and his defeat speed was only slightly slower than that of Song Tianming.

Xiong Bashan and Ding Xiangzhang were also cheering for He Xiaolong. They were actually swept by Song Tianming and failed to pass the test to ascend to heaven. They were very resentful.

He Xiaolong was uncharacteristically not arrogant. Instead, he held up his hand and said: "I have always wanted to touch you after the giant spirit secret realm. Today I got my wish, and it is a worthwhile trip!"

In the secret realm of the giant spirit, He Xiaolong tried his best, but failed to overcome the Hundred Refining Demonic Body of the Blood Pity Sect, but Song Tianming did it.

And later, when faced with the insurmountable mutated stone monster, Song Tianming was also able to fight it and shatter one of its arms.

From then on, He Xiaolong admired Song Tianming endlessly, and most of his arrogance disappeared.

In today's battle, He Xiaolong didn't seek victory, he only wanted to know how big the gap was.

boom!

He Xiaolong rushed forward, the body of the dragon erupted, the white dragon's magic was criss-crossing, his power surged to the limit, leaving the onlookers stunned.

Is this the strength of the top talents in Yunshan Chongqing? It is really too terrifying. Even those who are in the early stage of Cave Heaven Realm's physical training may not be able to compare with He Xiaolong.

It's not over yet.

He Xiaolong activated the Xuan-level top-level boxing technique called Tianjiao Fist, and advanced it to the Dacheng level. Immediately, the symbols boiled, the dragon's shadow reflected in the sky, and boom!

He Xiaolong rushed forward, all kinds of white Dao lines surging into the void, like a dragon crossing the abyss, his power evaporating to the limit.

"He Xiaolong is very good. His physical strength is comparable to that of those in the early stage of the Cave Heaven Realm. He also masters a profound level boxing technique at the Dacheng level. Many outer disciples are not as good as him." Luo Zichen nodded in approval. Song Tianming will definitely suffer a heavy blow this time.

The rest of the onlookers also gasped. How should Song Tianming respond?

Everyone looked over and saw that Song Tianming was calm and relaxed, breathing normally. When He Xiaolong rushed to him, he activated the Five Elements Escape Technique and instantly jumped behind He Xiaolong.

Bang!

Song Tianming's Collapse Star Fist surged and pierced directly into the back of He Xiaolong's head.

"What a powerful escape technique!" Liu Yiyi's eyebrows were shining and her eyes moved. Even among the Xuan Realm cultivators, few people could practice such a precise and mysterious escape technique as Song Tianming.

He Xiaolong gasped. Song Tianming actually used the escape technique to fake a shot. He immediately stepped on his feet, exerted force at a single point, and spun like a gyroscope. The Sky Dragon Fist welded towards Song Tianming.

Boom!

Song Tianming's fist was unstoppable, like an arrow piercing the stars, directly shattering the Sky Dragon Fist Shadow that He Xiaolong was fighting against, and even shattered his fist bones.

The onlookers were dumbfounded. He Xiaolong was such a powerful hero, but he was shattered by Song Tianming's punch. It was too terrifying.

Luo Zichen's eyes were solemn, and Yang Jue also became cautious. Song Tianming practiced three ways at the same time, and his combat power in the mortal realm was indeed extraordinary.

He Xiaolong refused to admit defeat, gritted his teeth, and exerted all his strength, like a dragon turning over the sea, fighting the sky with one arm!

Song Tianming had a blank expression on his face, and his fists were flying, like arrows piercing the void. Every blow was unparalleled, and the killing aura was heavy, hitting He Xiaolong so hard that his flesh and bones were almost broken.

Puff!

Song Tianming pushed He Xiaolong off the fighting stage with a light palm, winning the first battle.

The onlookers were all dumbfounded when they saw this.

He Xiaolong was the top hero of Yunshan Chongcheng. The dragon body he carried was extremely powerful, and he could defeat the heroes in the mortal realm.

But now He Xiaolong was easily defeated by Song Tianming. The process was extremely simple and didn't even consume much of Song Tianming's spiritual power and blood. It was really unbelievable.