God Dominating All Realms

The young Dress on the stage landed on the ground with a proud expression.

The fifth level of the Upper Dantian Realm?

A cultivation at the fourth level of the Upper Dantian Realm was something to be proud of within the same generation.

Upon discovering that Tang Yi was at the fifth level of the Upper Dantian Realm, well-dressed youth was stunned for a moment before he laughed, "It's useless to look at him like that, it's fine to scare him."

"Ugh …"

Tang Yi really wanted to tell him that not only did he look good, but it would also be useful, but it didn't seem necessary.

"Please be lenient." Tang Yi had a faint smile on his face, his gaze landing on well-dressed youth's waist, where a longsword hung, its sheath embedded with gems, dazzling and resplendent.

Tang Yi could not help but laugh, "Your sword is not bad."

well-dressed youth said indifferently: "Your eyes are also not bad."

Tang Yi laughed even more happily than before, "Can we move now?"

Humph!

The well-dressed youth coldly snorted, "Could it be …"

"Kill!"

Just at this moment, Tang Yi let out a loud shout, and Tyrant Blade swept his hand out horizontally.

The explosive shout and peerless tyrannical aura scared well-dressed youth. When he came back to his senses, the Tyrant Blade was already right in front of him.

"Despicable, you dare to launch a sneak attack!"

When the well-dressed youth retreated in a panic, the longsword took action in a hurry.

The Tyrant Blade slashed across the air, fresh blood spurting out. well-dressed youth cut his waist into two halves, the gorgeous longsword in his hands released a ray of light, and it instantly turned dark.

As the blade passed by, the person was annihilated!

"This …"

Tang Yi looked at the fresh blood that was gushing out and laughed involuntarily. Was there such a thing?

The blooming flowers in the greenhouse could not withstand the devastation.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

"Did the Soaring Dragon School teach you how to sneak attack? Aren't you afraid of being mocked by others for such a despicable act? "

Tang Yi smiled as he walked up to collect the storage bag. Picking it up, he smiled and nodded, then muttered: "Not bad, it's actually a high-grade magic tool."

Angry curses from below the stage surged forth like floodwaters, continuously surrounding Tang Yi. Tang Yi who was in the center of the whirlpool laughed and looked over, and was not moved.

"Shut up!"

Tang Yi shouted loudly: "Once we get onto the arena, we will be enemies. Where did all this nonsense come from? I will teach you guys a lesson today, why aren't you thanking me?"

After this battle, Tang Yi felt that Soaring Dragon School had a higher chance of winning. These sect disciples were too expensive, and were always protected by the sect's elders.

On the other hand, the Soaring Dragon School relied on themselves for everything. They did not even have a place to stay, let alone cultivate.

It would force you to not dare to stop for even a moment, so that you could continue to grow stronger.

Cultivation was only a part of one's strength, not everything!

The crowd became even more indignant, and two figures rushed up almost at the same time. Tang Yi laughed coldly, and without rejecting anyone, he shouted: "Don't go down, let's go up together!"

As he said that, the Tyrant Blade swept across and rushed towards two figures who had unstable footing.

"Shameless shameless, do you only know how to sneak attack?"

One of them shouted angrily at him, but he had forgotten that they were two different people while Tang Yi was one.

Everyone in the audience had dark expressions, they could see the problem. The well-dressed youth was not Tang Yi's opponent, but he was not so dead that he did not resist at all.

In the end, he was still inexperienced, so he had to pay the price with his life.

Thinking about it, if the young generation of Soaring Dragon School acted in such a way, then they would suffer a great loss.

Nan Wuxin had a smile on his face as he muttered: "This kid isn't stingy, he knows how to share experience."

Puff!

Everyone was so angry that they almost vomited blood. To use someone else's life to share their experience, isn't that a bit too …

"Die!"

After the Tyrant's Blade Slash passed, the longsword broke apart. A bloody light suddenly appeared, and a miserable cry sounded as fresh blood splattered onto the arena.

The remaining man's face instantly turned pale white, seeing Tang Yi's killing intent rushing towards him, his heart trembled, and he immediately retreated.

"Stay here for me!"

As the sword light faded, blood dyed the arena red. The three people from back and forth died too quickly, so fast that many people did not even have time to react.

Fresh blood gurgled out from the arena. Tang Yi slowly put away the storage bag and weapon, and then swept the stage with his cold eyes, and stared at Tang Ao's body.

"It's your turn!"

If not for that person taking the initiative to provoke him, Tang Yi would disdain to go on stage and decisively kill three people. He just did not want to waste time.

"Even if you didn't say anything, I would've come looking for you."

Tang Ao's expression turned solemn as he slowly walked onto the arena. It had been one year, but things were no longer like before.

With the Tyrant Blade in his hand, Tang Yi's aura slowly rose. With the Aspirating in his hand, Tang Ao was also at the fifth level of the Upper Dantian Realm.

At the time in the Stone City, Tang Yi had hoped to fight with Tang Ao just to defeat him, but things were different now.

With Tang Sui and Liu Ruyan's cultivations crippled, the grudge between them had already surpassed the struggle within the Family Head, and it was not enough to prevent it from happening.

Only the blood could remove it!

"Are you interested in betting with me?" Tang Yi suddenly thought of a better way.

Tang Ao smiled and said: "Tell me about it."

Tang Yi said in a deep voice: "I don't want your life. If I win, and leave your dantian behind, if I lose, my life would also be yours."

"Alright!"

Tang Ao said loudly: "I won't take advantage of you, if you lose, the dantian will be fine to stay, just like your parents."

BOOM!

Tang Yi's anger rose, the Tyrant Blade could not resist and wanted to slash out, but he knew that now was not the time, anger could not solve the problem.

Tang Ao's cultivation was on par with Shi Hao, but he might not!

Shi Hao didn't receive too much attention in the Soaring Dragon School, but he was definitely destined to be raised in the Thousand Leaves Sect, so there was a possibility that he might have some unique method.

It was fine to lose to anyone, but not to Tang Ao!

It didn't matter who he died to, but he couldn't die to Tang Ao.

The crowd below the stage went silent. They could also see the hatred between the two of them. It was a gamble!

The feeling of crippling a dantian was even more cruel than death. The feeling of being crippled and being unable to cultivate was completely different, it was even worse than death.

With Tang Ao and longsword in his hands, the Genuine Qi began to move.

Tang Yi held the Tyrant Blade in his hand, and he gave off a domineering aura.

"Alright!"

At the same time, Tang Ao slowly thrust his sword forward. It was neither fast nor slow, and gave off an extremely strange feeling.

"Good sword art!"

No matter how much Tang Ao changed, he would take the initiative to take the initiative.

The two figures closed in, the sword and saber clashed, the Genuine Qi exploded, and they quickly retreated.

Tang Ao's eyes became heavier and heavier. He knew that Tang Yi's Genuine Qi was strong since long ago, but he never thought that it would be strong to such an extent.

Tang Yi took a step forward. Tang Ao's strength was indeed still above Shi Hao's. The incomparably sharp Genuine Qi rushed over like a sharp sword, and his right arm faintly hurt.

"Again!"

Tang Ao's fighting spirit ignited, as he quickly rushed forward.

"Die!"

Tang Yi roared, and then the Tyrant Blade slashed out again.

In this critical battle, Tang Yi would never advance recklessly, but would always fight steadily.

Liu Qingyu looked at the two figures on the stage, she felt like she was in a dream. The two people that came out from Stone City, were standing here fighting to the death.

The young master of the Tang Family who was once mocked by countless people was already famous throughout the empire.

What happened to the change he made in one night?

Liu Qingyu would never be able to forget the humiliation and shock she had suffered.

Bi Furong frowned. If she had been a little more decisive back then, would things have been different?

Thinking about it, Bi Furong laughed, even if she had to repeat herself, she would make the same decision, furthermore, it was still too early to say all these.

Spirit Stone had always been Spiritual Body, and common body had always been common body!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Genuine Qi on the stage exploded as their golden spears clashed. All eyes were focused on the battle on the stage. Three people from each sect had died in a row and could not be defeated anymore.

It was the same for the disciples of the Soaring Dragon School. Other than Duan Yuanlang, the one who wished to win was Tang Yi.

Even Mo Er, who was holding grudges against Tang Yi, was a little nervous as he muttered: "This bastard should be able to win, right?"

"Puchi!"

Li Mengjin laughed tenderly: "Then do you wish for this bastard to win, or for this bastard to lose?"

Mo Er's face reddened slightly, "Of course I hope that bastard will lose, but I can't lose to those people either."

Li Mengjin laughed even more happily than before, "Who else can he lose to? Could it be that you want to fight him on stage? "

Mo Er said disdainfully: "With that bit of ability of his, he is still not my match."

Li Mengjin laughed: "Then you have to wish for him to win, that way you can have the chance to defeat him with your own hands."