Dragon Proud Valkyrie

Chapter 23
The domineering cold air flow caused the spiritual sea to sweep across the meridians.

Crazy movement of Immortal Swallowing Heaven Art, gusts of air flow continuously poured into the body.

in vivo.

The flame breath covering all the meridians is extremely domineering, devouring the meridians fiercely.

Boom, boom, boom....

The breath of flames and the domineering airflow clash fiercely, protected by the airflow released by the Immortal Swallowing Heaven Art, the meridians will not be destroyed.

Even so.

Long Hao was still cautious, for fear of destroying the meridians.

The scorching air current raged violently.

It's crazy.

"It's so stubborn."

Sneer.

Gradually.

On Long Hao's forehead, a totem mark appeared.

A vast and majestic dragon's breath entered the body along with the domineering airflow, and began to devour the flame airflow fiercely.

The majestic dragon's breath, the domineering airflow, under the double engulfment.

The flames could not be resisted at all.

Time passed little by little.

The dawn of the morning enveloped the entire earth.

Forcibly activating the dragon totem mark consumes the power of the soul, sweating profusely, and the body is a little crumbling.

Following the confrontation, Shangguan Yuxin gradually fell asleep.

Stopping the Immortal Swallowing Heaven Art, the dragon totem seal on his forehead disappeared at the same time.

After a whole night, finally eliminated the flame current in Shangguan Yuxin's body, gently covered him with a quilt, and left slowly.

The training ground is full of voices.

Today's martial arts contest, only ten fighters participated, competing for the only three places, and they can successfully enter the inner court to practice.

No. [-] contest platform.

"Long Hao, you know, you can't be my opponent."

Ling Yun, an eighth-level martial artist, can definitely be ranked among the top five in the outer court.

Standing proudly, without the slightest intention of retreating, the fighting spirit on his body continued to soar, like a ferocious beast, roaring towards the sky.

"Humph!"

Feeling the terrifying fighting intent sweeping over, Ling Yun snorted heavily, and with one lunge, he was like a falcon, ruthlessly grabbing at Long Hao.

"Third grade martial skill, Kaishan Palm."

Ling Yun's moves were extremely fierce, Long Hao's palms gathered together, and he cast Huang Quan's killing palm, rushing out overwhelmingly.

"Long Hao meets the eighth-level martial artist Ling Yun. If he can still win, I will kill myself here."

In the eyes of everyone, Long Hao is only a seventh-level martial artist, and his ability to advance to the top ten is entirely due to luck, not his own strength.

On the spectator seat.

Shangguan Yuxin's eyes were a little blurred. She no longer knew what happened last night. When she got up today, she found that the meridian swallowing that troubled her had healed up, and she no longer had to worry about being paralyzed.

What happened to yourself?
The fierce and domineering palm strikes directly at Long Hao's chest without showing any mercy.

Eighth-level warrior?
If I use my bloodline supernatural powers, even a ninth-level warrior can be easily wiped out. The previous thunder is a lesson from the past.

An astonishing aura erupted from Long Hao's body. The people who were originally ridiculed and scorned all showed shock on their faces, as if they never thought that a seventh-level warrior could possess such formidable strength.

boom!
Under continuous confrontation, Ling Yun stepped back step by step, feeling very shocked. Could it be that the number one in the outer courtyard three years ago has returned?
Three years ago, Long Hao was known as the No.1 in the outer court. He was very strong, and he was also the one who had the most hope of breaking through to the realm of martial arts and entering the inner court to practice.

Back then Ling Yun didn't dare to challenge Long Hao at all.

With a roar, no matter how brilliant the opponent was at the beginning, he is only a seventh-level warrior now, and as an eighth-level warrior, if he can't even handle the opponent, what face will he have?

I must defeat Long Hao, not only must enter the top five, but also must enter the top three, so as to set foot in the inner court to practice.

Entering the inner courtyard is the dream of every student in the outer courtyard.

"Opening the mountain palm, the palm wind has no shadow."

The palm shadow flickered, condensing into a vortex of palm strength, as if it was about to tear apart the space, and the domineering power swept in, one wave after another, and the continuous attacks connected into a palm shadow water curtain, launching the craziest offensive.

The palm strength attack by Gale and Rain is extremely domineering.

boom!
Exercising a palm of the underworld to determine life and death, Long Hao did not show any politeness, and the domineering palm slammed out fiercely, directly pulverizing the opponent's air waves and superimposing them.

The palm force raged, tearing the entire competition stage apart. Two overbearing palm forces clashed against each other, and the wild air flow hit the surroundings. However, each competition stage was covered by a powerful air shield, and the air waves could not escape at all.

In front of everyone, Long Hao did not use his bloodline supernatural powers, including the palm of chaos, he would not use them lightly unless it was absolutely necessary. After all, if this matter was leaked, one would know what it meant.

Ling Yun's self-confidence has long been destroyed. If it wasn't for Long Hao's inability to use the Chaos Creation Palm and his bloodline supernatural powers, otherwise, he might not be able to resist even three moves.

This is Long Hao's strength and overbearing.

quiet!
Is this still a waste that has not been able to condense spiritual power for three years?

With a seventh-level martial artist, he not only resisted the eighth-level martial artist, but even pressed forward every step of the way. The original ridicule, contempt and contempt had all disappeared.

"Long Hao, I underestimated you. I believe that within a year, you should be able to return to the top, but now you are not my opponent. Take my Mountain Opening Palm, and the last move will cause the world to shatter!"

The third-grade martial art, Mountain Opening Palm, has a total of six forms. For several years, Ling Yun has specialized in this martial art, and finally managed to comprehend the last form half a month ago.

The terrifying palm strength is like a ferocious beast, relying on its sharp fangs, it is very eerie and terrifying under the scorching sun.

"Third-rank martial skill, the last flash of Mountain Opening Palm, I really didn't expect Ling Yun to comprehend it. No one below the ninth-rank martial artist is his opponent."

"It seems that apart from Senior Brother He Ming, Ling Yun should be able to enter the top three."

The palm shadows became more and more dense, more and more terrifying, and they overlapped layer upon layer. Long Hao didn't have the slightest intention to retreat, but a huge fighting spirit rose from his body, continuously condensed, and swept out.

Not daring to be careless in the slightest, he immediately used the palm technique he had comprehended through integration, and one palm of Huangquan fixed life and death.

Both of them used their strongest martial skills, and their palm shadows filled the sky, unexpectedly forming a huge storm of palm shadows, sweeping across the entire martial arts arena, and their figures were caught in it.

Boom, boom, boom....

The air mask of the entire competition arena began to tremble. As the battle intensified, very few people could see through the two people in the palm shadow storm.

In an instant.

The palm shadow storm shattered in an instant, and the air shield covering the competition platform began to tremble slightly.

boom!boom!boom!
Ling Yun suffered heavy injuries, his body almost collapsed, he knelt down on one knee, dripping blood dripped from the corner of his mouth continuously, if it wasn't for Long Hao's mercy, the current Ling Yun would have fallen.

(End of this chapter)