Chapter 488 Purple Moon Dharma Assembly (4)
The heavy sword flew back with a buzzing sound. Meng Yan made a seal with his hand, and sword energy spread out vertically and horizontally, intertwined and arranged in front of him, eventually forming a "sword wall".
boom! !
The golden arrow is like a meteor, colliding with the sword wall, and the spiritual energy is billowing and undulating, the two are on par.
"rush!!"
With a soft drink, Yang Xuangang raised his right hand, and the Fire Dragon Halberd appeared in his palm. Then Mo Yuanhu jumped up, stretched out his claws, and grabbed Meng Yan hard.
The fierce battle lasted for a quarter of an hour. Meng Yan was quite powerful. With the perfect cooperation between Yang Xuangang and the spiritual beast Mo Yuanhu, he still fought back and forth with him.
In the end, if it weren't for the lack of spiritual power reserves and the lack of successors, and Yang Xuangang seized the opportunity and defeated him with one blow, the outcome would still be a matter of victory or defeat.
Of course, Yang Xuangang and Mo Yuanhu are one man and a tiger, and have more spiritual power reserves, which is also their own strength. Meng Yan is not unconvinced and simply admits defeat.
After winning this round, Yang Xuangang is one step closer to becoming the champion in the later stage of Qi training.
In the next few days, he made frequent moves and defeated one opponent after another, but in the end he lost to Lu Zhenzhen.
The latter's lightning attack power was too powerful. He bombarded him all the way and defeated Yang Xuangang abruptly and won the championship.
This failure made Yang Xuangang more deeply aware of the truth that there are people outside the world. His character became more calm and humble, and he lost a lot of impetuousness.
The thirty-day Qi training period is over, followed by a foundation-building battle that is expected to last for half a month.
After all, the number of the latter is much smaller than that of the former, so the fighting requires less time.
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Soon, the next day came, and the loud and high-pitched voice of Yang Dangmo echoed in Ziyue Square, and the fighting in the foundation building stage officially began.
On the ring, Yang Yuqi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, slightly clasping his fists, and the faint smile on his face made him look gentle and gentle.
Outside the ring, Yang Lihe and his daughter Yang Xuanli were watching the competition on the ring.
"Come on Xiao Qi, defeat that man, and my aunt will go back and prepare delicious food for you."
The girl waved her arms, her almond-shaped eyes were shining brightly, and her black and shiny single ponytail swayed gently as she moved,
In Yang Xuanli, it seems that the vitality of life can be clearly seen.
Yang Lihe next to him looked at the outstanding young man on the stage, with a flash of satisfaction in his eyes.
Ever since he discovered this young man in the farm hall a few years ago, Yang Lihe had been extremely fond of him, not only because of Yang Yuqi's talent, but also because his temperament was 70% to 80% similar to his own when he was young.
In Yang Yuqi, Yang Lihe seemed to see himself when he was young.
From then on, he took Yang Yuqi by his side and taught him through words and deeds.
Because of this, Yang Yuqi and Yang Xuanli's family are getting closer and closer, so much so that they don't even need to say hello when they enter the house. If an outsider looks at this scene, they will probably regard them as a family.
In the ring, Yang Yuqi listened to the shouts coming from his ears, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
"The battle begins!!"
The referee gave the order, and the middle-aged monk on the opposite side took the lead.
He practices metal-based skills, and his attacks are quite fierce. His natal flying sword surges vertically and horizontally with an astonishing momentum. The whistle of the sword can be heard frequently on the ring.
However, in the face of this shocking attack, Yang Yuqi remained calm.
His natal magic weapon is a small green mountain, with many flowers, plants and trees engraved on it. The spiritual power of wood and earth attributes are intertwined on the mountain, making it look extremely harmonious.
I saw that in the face of the fierce sword energy, the small green mountain suspended in the air shook slightly, and there were dense brown tree roots protruding from the mountain.
The tree roots were intertwined and intertwined, forming a wooden cage with lightning speed.
Because of the strength of the earth attribute, this wooden cage is very tough. Even if it is chopped by flying swords, it cannot be broken at all.
Even if a gap is opened occasionally, a strong vitality will immediately flow out to repair the gap.
The natal magic weapon was trapped, and the middle-aged monk's expression changed, but he did not panic. Instead, he took out an ordinary second-level magic weapon again and attacked Yang Yuqi.
Seeing this, the latter waved his hand gently, and jet-black spiritual power rolled out. This was the power of withering silence, the most lethal type of wood-attribute spiritual power.
The reason why Yang Yuqi was able to control the power of silence was because Yang Lihe gave him an Autumn Leaf Locust larvae that he had finally cultivated.
After refining this spiritual insect, Yang Yuqi's originally vibrant spiritual power can be transformed into the power of silence with extraordinary lethality.
Surprisingly, perhaps because of the mysterious little tree in the dantian, the Autumn Leaf Locust actually developed a benign mutation after being refined by him, and the power of silence it transformed into was far more powerful than the normal Autumn Leaf Locust. many.
As a result, Yang Yuqi's strength has skyrocketed. From being not good at fighting at first, to now it is difficult to find an opponent among the same level.
I saw the strong wind blowing by, and the power of silence turned into a whirlpool, swallowing up the middle-aged man's magic weapon.
The latter tried his best to control it, but it had no effect at all.
Because once his spiritual power and spiritual consciousness are close to the withered whirlpool, they will be completely eroded, and the connection with the magic weapon will become imperceptible.
The tree roots spread rapidly from the small green mountain, wrapping the entire arena in the blink of an eye, and the power of silence spread.
The middle-aged man was horrified to find that under this power, his clothes, skin, blood and even his spirit began to decay and wither, leaving him in a horrible mess.
"I give up!" he said hurriedly.
As soon as the sound came out, the tree roots that were originally like octopus tentacles began to shrink rapidly, and finally they were all submerged into Xiaoqingshan.
Yang Yuqi smiled lightly and sent back the middle-aged man's two magic weapons.
The latter quickly thanked him and left the ring.
"Hehe, our Xiaoqi is indeed very powerful." Yang Xuanli rushed forward and hugged Yang Yuqi's neck very affectionately. Because of her tall figure, it seemed very natural.
Yang Yuqi let her go without resisting, with a hint of endearment hidden deep in his eyes.
"Ahem..." Yang Lihe coughed hard.
When Yang Xuanli saw this, he curled his lips and retracted his arm reluctantly.
"Every girl's family..."
"You don't pay attention to your image. How bad it is for outsiders to see..." Yang Xuanli said all the last words of his father in one breath.
Yang Lihe suddenly blew his beard and glared, raising his hand to strike. Yang Xuanli hurriedly hid behind Yang Yuqi and looked at him. Who would have thought that this naughty girl in front of him was actually one of the two deputy commanders of the Ziyue Army.
"Uncle, please spare Aunt Li this time." Yang Yuqi begged.
"Oh, I used to be protected by one person, but now I am protected by two people. It's hard for me, the head of the family, to do that." Yang Lihe pretended to sigh and retracted his raised right hand.
"Isn't the head of the family the mother?" Yang Xuanli's voice sounded at an inappropriate time.
"..."
Yang Lihe's expression was "indifferent" and he stepped forward gently. Before, he just scared his daughter, but now he was ready to really beat her up. She was so cute when she was a child, but why did she become so unlovable when she grew up? Does the old father have no face?
