sun devour

Chapter 27

That thin body, resolute face, sharp eyes, tightly closed lips, and a strong will like steel swept everyone's hearts like a storm at this moment, shocking everyone.

"Oh..." Yun Zhenyue on the high platform was slightly moved. He felt that the young man seemed to have used the "Condensing Flame Art" in the end. It was the first time I saw it, and I must have never been to the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion, but how did he learn it?
"Could it be..." Thinking of a possibility, the old man was really shocked, and looked at the young man with even more surprise.

"Next!" With three faint words, no one in Qingyan Peak dared to go up to the stage. Didn't you see the strongest Gao Feng, is he still at the boy's feet?go up?Aren't you looking for abuse?
The color of Yan Wenhan's old face was even more erratic, it turned black and then red, red and black again, and growled bitterly: "If you don't go and help that trash down, isn't it shameful enough to be idle!"

As he said that, he cupped his hands towards Yun Zhenyue, his body flickered, and disappeared into this flat ground, while several people from Qingyan Peak supported Gao Feng who had passed out, and walked out in desperation.

"Oh..." Yi Ziyan shouted, looking very happy, and from time to time made faces at the people from Qingyan Peak who were passing by.

The young man was defeated by himself, Yi Potian was smiling and in a good mood, and only Qinglan Peak and the other peak leaders were frowning, not knowing what they were thinking.

Seeing Yan Wenhan leading people away, the corners of Yu Xiaojie's mouth also rose a little, and he thought to himself: "The Yan family, this is just the beginning!"

"He didn't go down, you can send people up to challenge." Yun Zhenyue's calm voice sounded, fellow peak masters, look at me, I look at you, no one dares to say that, you know Gao Feng, he is not an ordinary person, In the last competition, he was the winner of the top three, how could his strength be worse?The result was that the young man was trampled underfoot. No one wanted to see their favorite disciple being trampled on, so they remained silent.

"Haha... I'll try..." The maniac laughter sounded, and a figure from far to near appeared on the competition stage in an instant.

"Huh...so young?! Then I'm taking advantage of it?" The man looked both left and right, looked at Yu Xiaojie, he scratched his head, and looked a little embarrassed on his rough face.

"It's him..." The youths in the audience gasped, even Yi Potian fell silent when he saw this person, Chen Hu and the others were even more horrified, only Yu Xiaofeng and Fang Qing didn't know what to do.

This person's name is Yun Jinglong, he is the adopted son of Yun Zhenyue, and his cultivation level was taught by Yun Zhenyue himself. Generally speaking, he would not appear in this kind of competition, but this time I don't know why he showed up up.

"It's okay." Yu Xiaojie looked indifferent, seeing the expressions of everyone in the audience, he was also a little curious about the person in front of him.

"Haha! Good! Then I'll give you a try!" While speaking, Yun Jinglong raised his thick fist and slammed at Yu Xiaojie.

"boom!"

"Kick! Kick! Kick!" Yu Xiaojie took a few steps back, but Yun Jinglong just flicked his body and raised his fist to attack again.

Meeting such an opponent, Yu Xiaojie didn't have the slightest fear, a raging fighting fire ignited in a pair of star eyes, and with the sound of breaking through the sky, the two fists slammed together again.

Feeling the pain coming from his fist, Yun Jinglong's face changed slightly, and then he showed ecstasy, and shouted: "Okay! Have fun!"

"Bang! Peng!"

Two figures intertwined on the stage, and there was a muffled sound from time to time, which made everyone in the audience stunned. That nameless young man could be compared with this crazy dragon in Wufeng Mountain. You must know that Yun Jinglong was at the beginning of his Judan stage. , can beat the peak Judan, and after he entered the peak Judan, it is even heard that he can resist the congenital moves, but it is so shocking.

"Two lunatics!" This was the voice of all the peak owners.

"Happy! Brother, I'm going to do a few heavy blows next!" Yun Jinglong was not polite, the white light on his body was even worse, piercing the void, and Yu Xiaojie was also flaming. Come on, so mighty.

"Boom!" When the two collided together, there was a booming sound, the air flow surged, and the ground was shaken.

"Pongpong!"

The two were like lunatics, their eyes were full of excitement, and they ignored the pain in their bodies, punching with fists and kicking with kicks.

Everyone in the audience was shocked at the beginning, but now they have numbness on their faces, and some even look a little impatient. It has been more than two hours. Seeing them continue to fight like this, do they want to fight for a day? Do not let other people compare.

In the end, it was Yun Zhenyue who made the move, and a big wooden hand that covered the sky slapped them. The two were immediately fanned far away and fell into the woods. After a while, there was a loud crash in the woods, and the big tree fell down with a crash. The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, forcing themselves to ignore them and start a normal competition.

One day passed like this, and the competition was not finished until the sky was full of red clouds, but the sound of trees falling down could still be heard from time to time in the jungle...

Undoubtedly, Yu Xiaojie naturally won the first place. Seeing the competition between him and the mad dragon, who would seek to beg for torture? Yanfeng could only be at the bottom, which made all the peak owners feel deeply moved. From the end to the top, it was that simple. This Yi Potian was lucky, so in the next period of time, all the peaks of Wufeng Mountain raised disciples. frenzy.

"Very good!" Looking at the ten teenagers standing in front of him, Yun Zhenyue expressed his satisfaction with the result, and led the ten teenagers to the main peak.

"Today, you will rest here for one night. Tomorrow, you can go to the Sutra Pavilion to practice spiritual skills. What you can get depends on your own fate." Bringing the teenagers to a courtyard, Yun Zhenyue confessed After a while, he drifted away.

The Sutra Pavilion is located behind the main peak hall, and in front of the pavilion, there are several wooden houses, and a few small fields have been reclaimed beside it. A few white-haired old men lowered their heads, watering the vegetable seedlings they cultivated. The young people walked by, as if They didn't attract their attention, and an old man raised his head only after the teenagers entered the cabinet, and a stalking light flashed in his dark and cloudy old eyes.

After entering the Sutra Pavilion, only Yu Xiaojie was still standing at the door, and the other nine teenagers had already walked away.

"Why isn't there a guard in such a big Sutra Library?" Looking around the somewhat empty first floor, except for a dozen bookshelves, there was no one at all. Yu Xiaojie shook his head secretly, and walked towards the bookshelves.

Randomly picked up a book, flipped through it, and put it down again. Yu Xiaojie glanced at the second floor. The nine teenagers seemed to go upstairs directly. After all, there was only one day, so they had to hurry up.

(End of this chapter)