Chapter 4540 Defeat in 1 moves

Provoking high-level authority is a very serious matter. It will not only easily affect one's own status, but will also lead to collective suppression from high-level officials.

Meng Liyu's actions have angered many senior executives.

"I agree to your request. As long as you defeat me, I will voluntarily give up the Sequence Disciple Battle."

Before the senior management could speak, Liu Wuxie spoke first.

"Wu Xie, this is a plan we made long ago. You don't have to do this at all."

The head of the Myth Peak looked at Liu Wuxie. No one could question the decision of their top leaders, let alone Meng Liyu, not even Hua Chong.

"Thank you for Master Qi Feng's kindness. I have made up my mind. I would like to ask for your guidance, Senior Brother Meng!"

Liu Wuxie knew that this battle between the Holy Sons was not easy.

His strong rise, having joined the sect for just over a year and being promoted to Holy Son with the cultivation level of Void Saint, was bound to cause dissatisfaction among many people.

The leader of Mythology Peak wanted to say something else, but suddenly the clan leader’s voice came to his ears: “Let him go!”

"In that case, then you should stop here!"

The master of Shenhua Peak agreed to their request.

Upon seeing this, the other saints retreated to the sides and became spectators, wanting to know what was so special about this new saint.

"Brother Meng, please!"

Liu Wuxie was not in a hurry to use the Moying Sword. The opponent was just an ordinary sub-saint, not strong enough to make him use his trump card.

"You plan to fight me with your bare hands!"

When Meng Liyu saw that Liu Wuxie did not use his weapon, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. Liu Wuxie was humiliating him. He was a powerful sub-saint, but he was actually ignored by a mere virtual saint.

"To deal with Senior Brother Meng, there's no need to use weapons!"

Liu Wuxie could clearly see the coldness in Meng Liyu's eyes. Since he had murderous intentions towards him, why should he be polite to him?

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar all around!

Both the sect leaders and the saints who were watching were shocked by Liu Wuxie's domineering words.

"What an arrogant tone! Although Meng Liyu is ranked in the lower 80s, his cultivation is at the sixth level of Sub-Saint. Even I wouldn't dare to say I'm completely confident without using weapons. Where does this kid get the courage to say such things?"

A saint ranked in the top 60 looked at Liu Wuxie in disbelief, thinking that the boy was too arrogant.

"I don't know how high the sky is!"

The leader of Wuxiang Peak waved his sleeves fiercely, thinking that Liu Wuxie was too ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

The other peak masters did not say anything, but just watched with a smile. Everyone knew that Meng Liyu was a disciple of Wuxiang Peak. Although he was not directly taught by the peak master of Wuxiang Peak, his status and position were not low.

"This kid is full of pride, he's a good seedling."

Many old antiques at the semi-saint level sitting on the high platform did not think that Liu Wuxie was arrogant. Only people with real ability would dare to say such words.

Meng Liyu's eyes were terribly gloomy. Liu Wuxie did not use his weapon. As an old-fashioned saint son and a sub-saint level strongman, he was naturally embarrassed to use his weapon.

Those who can achieve the position of Holy Son are all chosen ones by heaven. In addition to practicing sword techniques, they are also proficient in boxing, palm techniques, and leg techniques.

"Hunyuan Palm!"

Meng Liyu didn't say anything and slashed down with his palm diagonally. It was the powerful holy magic of Taihe Sect, the Hunyuan Palm.

This palm technique has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years and was created by an ancestor of the Taihe Sect.

Thunder roared in his palm, and the surging Primordial Qi, mixed with exploding thunder, shook the surrounding heaven and earth constantly. He was worthy of being a sixth-level sub-saint, and his every move was as powerful as thunder.

The terrifying airflow seemed to tear Liu Wuxie to pieces.

Facing Meng Liyu's palm technique, Liu Wuxie was neither hurried nor slow. He did not mobilize all his strength, but pushed out a palm flatly. It seemed ordinary, but it contained various changes.

In the Poison Crow Holy Tower, he not only thoroughly cultivated the Yin-Yang Poison Palm, but also integrated the Holy Thunder Python Fist into it.

After awakening the memory of his fourth soul, Liu Wuxie was able to combine some simple holy mystical arts to create more powerful moves.

"His palm seems to have the shadow of Python Fist, mixed with the power of Holy Thunder. This kid is not simple. He can actually perfectly fuse these two different powers together."

The semi-saints sitting on the high platform could see at a glance that Liu Wuxie's palm had combined several kinds of power.

In most cases, forced fusion will inevitably lead to mutual exclusion, so no one is willing to fuse two completely different holy mystical arts.

Unless they have the same origin!

From the current perspective, the several holy mystical arts that Liu Wuxie combined have no connection with each other. How did he do this?

Even those semi-saints would not dare to say that they could fuse two unrelated holy mystical arts together.

Such an ordinary punch made Meng Liyu's eyes shrink. He sensed a trace of destructive power from Liu Wuxie's fist.

Not daring to be careless, Meng Liyu's moves suddenly became stronger. From the depths of his palm technique, he conjured up thousands of phantoms that could confuse the mind.

"Yes, being able to integrate illusion into the Primordial Palm, Meng Liyu has grown a lot compared to ten years ago."

The head of Qiantuo Peak nodded. In the Holy Son War ten years ago, Meng Liyu ranked outside the top ninety.

Ten years have passed and his strength has changed dramatically. If the results of the first two tests had not been ideal, he would definitely have been qualified to break into the top 50.

"Humph!"

Liu Wuxie snorted coldly. He had practiced the ancient soul-refining technique, awakened the Dharma image phantom, and also had the soul-viewing technique. He wanted to lose himself with just a small illusion. It was simply ridiculous.

No wonder Liu Wuxie showed a hint of sarcasm.

"Soul dispersed!"

Suddenly, Liu Wuxie used the Soul-Gazing Technique. He just wanted to end the battle quickly. Only in this way could he completely intimidate all the saints and make them dare not provoke him easily.

Use the other person's way to repay the other person's body!

Meng Liyu wanted to use illusion to lose himself, but Liu Wuxie's soul dispersion easily disrupted his mind.

Liu Wuxie did not kill his earth soul, he just disturbed his mind.

suddenly!

Meng Liyu's consciousness fell into chaos, and he didn't even know where he was.

When masters fight, any mistake can be fatal, let alone a brief loss of consciousness. Liu Wuxie is enough to kill him hundreds of times.

"boom!"

While Meng Liyu was still conscious, Liu Wuxie thrust his palm forward and punched him in the body.

The powerful impact caused astonishing ripples, mixed with the sound of air exploding and Meng Liyu's screams. All the sounds mixed together made people shudder.

The disciples who were watching, the elders sitting on the platform, and the sect’s top leaders all had their mouths wide open.

They thought Liu Wuxie could win, but they didn't expect him to win so easily. He defeated Meng Liyu, who was at the sixth level of sub-saint, in almost one move.

"hiss……"

After two breaths, there was a sound of people sucking in their breaths of cold air all around. Even the eldest brother Hua Chong's eyes were filled with shock when he looked at Liu Wuxie.

"This junior fellow disciple is really not simple. I was worried about him just now, but now it seems that he is not as fragile as I thought."

Hua Chong said secretly.

He had only heard of the junior brother's name before, but had never seen him in action. Seeing him today was indeed an eye-opener for him.

"Soul attack!"

Those ordinary saints didn't understand, but those disciples who broke through to the semi-saint realm saw at a glance that Liu Wuxie had relied on a powerful soul technique to defeat Meng Liyu.

Meng Liyu was careless from the beginning. If he sealed his soul sea, it would be very difficult for Liu Wuxie's soul attack to control his main god so easily.

"This kid is no ordinary guy. He really has the capital to be arrogant. He is a formidable opponent."

Xiao Chen, who was ranked eighth among the disciples, said with a serious expression.

The lower the sequence disciple's ranking, the greater the probability of being replaced. In every Holy Son Competition, the sequence disciples near the end will be replaced.

"He's just relying on sneak attacks. If we really fight, he's no match for Meng Liyu."

Mu Chou, who was ranked seventh among the disciples, said with a grim expression.

"A sneak attack is a skill. In a true life-or-death struggle, who cares what means you use? Being able to kill the opponent is the best killing skill."

Ge Yi, who is ranked sixth among the disciples, doesn't think so. The purpose of all magic is to defeat the opponent.

After a brief period of confusion in Meng Liyu's soul sea, he quickly regained consciousness. Feeling a sharp pain in his chest, he couldn't help but roar to the sky.

"Liu Wuxie, I'm going to kill you!"

Meng Liyu was a little crazy. In front of all the senior executives, he actually wanted to kill Liu Wuxie, which made Mu Hongzhang's face suddenly gloomy.

Fighting among the Holy Sons is forbidden. This is a rule set by the sect's top leaders. Anyone who dares to violate it is openly challenging the sect's authority.

"enough!"

The leader of Wuxiang Peak shouted coldly, interrupting Meng Liyu.

If you lose, you lose. Continuing to yell will only embarrass yourself.

After being scolded by the Peak Master, Meng Liyu glared at Liu Wuxie fiercely and retreated to the side helplessly.

From beginning to end, Liu Wuxie acted calm and composed.

Regardless of the ridicule from other saints or the suppression from Meng Liyu, he remained very calm.

Such a mentality is enough to impress the higher-ups.

"Who else has doubts about the assessment?"

The leader of the Mythology Peak swept his eyes around and landed on the sixty saints at the back.

Meng Liyu was defeated, and his defeat was so complete that many saints began to retreat.

Because they were not completely sure that they could defeat Liu Wuxie, and losing to a small Xu Sheng realm would be a disgrace to their reputation if it got out.

"Senior Brother Gu Zhan, please teach me, Junior Brother Liu!"

At this time, another man walked out from among the sixty saints. He was the eighth-level sub-saint who had questioned the sect before.

During the first round of assessment, this person stood up and questioned the sect's assessment. The sect did not provide much explanation at the time.

"Junior Brother Liu Wuxie, please give me some guidance, Senior Brother Gu!"

Without waiting for the leader of Shenhua Peak to speak, Liu Wuxie immediately made a gesture of invitation.

"He's crazy, right? He just relied on a sneak attack to defeat Meng Liyu. He really thinks he's invincible. Senior Brother Gu Zhan is at the eighth level of Sub-Saint, ranking in the top forty of Saint Sons. After ten years of cultivation, he's only one step away from the ninth level of Sub-Saint. Even the top Sub-Saints don't have a complete confidence that they can easily defeat Senior Brother Gu Zhan. How dare he accept Senior Brother Gu Zhan's challenge?"

The saints standing on both sides said with a look of shock.