God Dominating All Realms

Wang Daozi had attacked repeatedly but Jiang Xi's sword, which was always the same, had not changed in the slightest.

Unfortunately, Wang Dao was unable to break through this sword. Every time, he would be forced to retreat backwards!

The King s Way longsword danced as it became more and more violent. Tang Yi could understand how King's Way was feeling.

Failure was not something to be afraid of. What was more terrifying was that when faced with the sword of others, he had no way of dealing with them.

Everyone could see that something was amiss. Only Jiang Xi had strength that was far above the way of the king, so he dared to be so arrogant.

They were both at the sixth level of the Upper Dantian Realm, how could there be such a large disparity in strength?

"This person has a problem." Long Ruoli said as she frowned.

When Tang Yi raised his head to look, Gu Wuji, Li Mengjin, Xian Mo and the rest all looked over at the same time.

"What did Princess see?" Gu Wuji said softly.

Long Ruoli shook her head, "I need to fight with him to be sure, this is only a guess."

Li Mengjin sighed and said: "Wang Dao is about to be defeated."

Long Ruoli said: "He did lose to himself, but if it was someone else, I'm afraid that they would not be able to escape."

This feeling was not only depressing, but also despairing!

Gu Daoming and Nan Wuxin, who were in the audience, were silent. They looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes. Jiang Xi was indeed too weird.

"Do we have to keep fighting?" Jiang Xi said indifferently.

"Why not?!" The longsword kept thrusting forward, and every time it was forced back by Jiang Xi, he never made a move to attack.

The strange battle continued for nearly two hours, using all of the tricks of the way of the king, Jiang Xi continued to unleash that sword strike from the beginning to the end.

The king realm Genuine Qi was completely exhausted and could no longer hold on. It stopped its crazy attacks and gasped for breath.

"You've lost!" Jiang Xi said indifferently.

"I've lost!" Wang Dao let out a long sigh, then dejectedly walked down the arena, since there was no longer any need to continue fighting. The first failure of the Soaring Dragon School had been brought about by him, so one could imagine how disappointed the current king was.

Gu Wuji went up to welcome him, and softly said: "Brother Wang has been tricked."

"What?" Wang Dao's expression froze.

"I'll use [Static Braking]." When Gu Wuji faintly said these four words, Wang Dao's eyes lit up, and turned around to look at the arena, as Jiang Xi had already walked down.

"So that's how it is!" Wang Dao couldn't help but laugh, and then he loudly laughed, "Good, good, good move!"

Wang Dao smiled and retreated, then began to circulate his spirit power to restore the Genuine Qi.

In the battle that followed, the experts from the various sects were sent out. They also realized the strength of the Disciple of the Tenglong Institution and felt that ordinary disciples were no match for them.

Disciple of the Tenglong Institution never refused battles. Both sides would win or lose, but the greater the win, the less the loss.

After all, the Disciple of the Tenglong Institution s were carefully selected, and the disciples of the various sects would always think that their strength was not bad.

During this period of time, there were a few disciples with outstanding strength, they were indeed disciples of large sects.

Tang Yi had recovered, the influence of the Body Breaking Pill had not dissipated yet, at least it had to be tomorrow.

The sun was setting in the west, and just as it was about to end in a few days, a figure walked onto the arena.

"Taishang, Gu Wenqing, I wonder which one of you is willing to go up to give me pointers?"

The youth cupped his fists in salute. His well-built figure was dressed in an azure robe, and a faint smile hung on his handsome face. His bearing was calm and unhurried.

At this point of the battle, Gu Wenqing was the first Taishang disciple to do so.

This was the Taishang, he would be fine if he did not move, but if he moved, he had faith in victory.

It was fine if the Soaring Dragon School didn't want to fight, but if they wanted to, they had to have the confidence to win.

"I'll do it!" Long Ruoli's footsteps slightly moved, and she stood up, "How about Princess gives this battle to me?"

Long Ruoli frowned slightly but still nodded her head as she walked up the arena with big strides.

, Gu Wuji, and Nangong Qing were the strongest twenty disciples among the Soaring Dragon School, but they were slightly weaker than the rest.

As for the others, Tang Yi felt that he could even defeat them!

Gu Wenqing was very strong, even though she was standing on the arena, she gave people a formless pressure.

Xian Mo walked up to the arena, cupped his fists, and bowed as a cyan long knife appeared in his hands.

"Please!" Gu Wenqing remained calm.

BOOM!

The green long knife released a green light, and under the light of the setting sun, it streaked across the air and pounced straight towards Gu Wenqing's waist.

It was a simple and direct slash, and it was incredibly fast. The sharp sound of something tearing through the air was heard.

"Alright!"

Gu Wenqing stepped forward as her body floated backwards. In her hands was a longsword.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The cyan light dispersed bit by bit, and the cyan long knife came to a halt in midair. Xian Mo let out a stuffy groan as he charged forward instead of retreating.

"Xian Mo is going to lose!" Gu Wuji sighed lightly. All the disciples of the Soaring Dragon School frowned.

Tang Yi stood up and looked. Xian Mo's attacks were abnormally fierce, even more ferocious than the King's Way. And with Gu Wenqing's light footsteps, every time the longsword thrusted out, it would be able to break Xian Mo's attacks.

It was clear who was stronger and who was weaker!

Tang Yi's expression slowly turned serious. Long Ruoli was right, with his current strength, she was able to remain invincible outside the Spiritual Body, and many of the Spiritual Body were also not his opponents.

But there were also differences in strength amongst those who were also Spiritual Body s, and some people were truly very strong!

Now that he knew he wasn't a match, he had nearly two hands. How many of them hadn't shown their faces yet?

"Is his physique really that important?"

Tang Yi couldn't help but think, and the answer was really important.

Everyone thought that he was the common body, but he knew what he was. If not for the Divine Body of Creation allowing him to possess a strong Genuine Qi, how would he be able to fight against the Spiritual Body?

If not for the Creation Bead allowing his Martial Skills to improve rapidly, how would he be able to fight the Spiritual Body?

However, the Genuine Qi's might could not be completely released, and the Divine Body's might could not be completely displayed. Otherwise, why would they be so afraid?

In the end, Tang Yi did not know how he would completely tap into the potential of the Divine Body, nor did White Tiger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this time, Gu Wenqing started her counterattack, Xian Mo continuously retreated, unwilling to admit defeat.

Xian Mo's failure was inevitable, the key point was whether or not he could walk down the arena alive.

No one could save him now. He could only rely on himself.

Was there any meaning in using one's life to protect an honor?

"Kill!"

Xian Mo suddenly roared out explosively, and rushed out like lightning. The cyan long knife swept across with unparalleled momentum.

Bang!

When Gu Wenqing's sword pierced over, a white glow surged and the green light shattered. Xian Mo coughed out a mouthful of blood, but he still continued to quickly rush forward.

"Alright!"

Gu Wenqing loudly cheered as the longsword continued to thrust forward. Just as it was about to pierce through Xian Mo, the cyan long knife swept past once again.

"AHH!"

Xian Mo let out a painful roar, his blood instantly dying his right arm red as the green long knife fell to the ground.

Gu Wuji rushed out like lightning and picked up Xian Mo who was falling off the stage, only to see his right hand cut off, and blood spewing out.

Xian Mo clenched his teeth, his face twisted because of the pain, Gu Wuji anxiously stopped his bleeding, his wound bandaged, and muttered: "What's the point?"

All of the disciples of the Soaring Dragon School surrounded him, looking at Xian Mo who had lost his right hand, they did not know what to say.

"Let me do it!" Long Ruoli walked towards the arena with a cold expression.

At this time, Qing Song stood up and said: "Today will be the last day. Everyone, please rest, gather your energy and fight again tomorrow."

The night covered the land, the moon and stars had yet to rise, and since Qing Song had already said so, everyone could only do as he said.

A figure rushed up the arena, retrieved Xian Mo's broken hand and the long knife, and the group of them went back to their residence.

Unknowingly, Gu Daoming and Nan Wuxin had caught up with them and their faces were gloomy.

Xian Mo was very strong, the institution planned to focus on raising him, but who would have thought that losing a hand now would definitely affect his cultivation and strength in the future.

Tang Yi frowned: "Elders, is it worth it?"

If not for what Gu Daoming had said before, Xian Mo might not have known that he was going to lose and would fight to the end.

Failure was not something to fear. One had to have the courage to face failure head on and know when to advance or retreat!

Dying was sometimes a sign of courage, sometimes a foolish thing to do.

Gu Daoming looked at him coldly, "Are you questioning this old man?"

"No!" Tang Yi said indifferently: "I am fighting for a way out for us."

Everyone stopped in their tracks and turned to look at Tang Yi, their expression complex.

Humph!

"For the honor of the academy, injuries are inevitable. If you're afraid of death, you can avoid fighting." Duan Yuanlang's discordant voice came out.

"Idiot!"

Tang Yi secretly cursed, and said coldly: "I'm afraid of death, so I have fought five battles. Aren't you afraid of death, and have fought a few battles? How about he try it out with Gu Wenqing tomorrow? Let's see how much courage you have for the honor of the academy. "

In terms of strength, Duan Yuanlang was not Gu Wenqing's match, if Gu Wenqing was serious, Duan Yuanlang would definitely die!

"Argument!" Duan Yuanlang said in a cold voice: "You only know how to quibble."

"Alright!" Gu Daoming said in a deep voice, "Let's talk about it when we get back. I'm not afraid of losing face."

It was not appropriate to say all these to the disciples of other sects, and Tang Yi took the opportunity to say these.