Invincible Divine Sword

"I didn't expect that Hu Xiangqian actually has the blood of an ancient wild beast!" Xie Hong was also surprised.

Ancient blood is also rare.

Although Tiandou Academy is not short of geniuses, there are still very few geniuses with ancient blood. It is really a pleasant surprise to be able to recruit a genius with ancient blood this year.

However, Xie Hong looked at Yang Xiaotian opposite Hu Xiangqian and frowned. Since Hu Xiangqian has the blood of an ancient wild beast, Yang Xiaotian is afraid that he will lose!

Then, Yang Xiaotian can't even enter the top 100?

Other senior officials of Tiandou Academy also thought of this problem.

Second Elder Zhu Chenhui shook his head and said: "It seems that Yang Xiaotian can't pass the Tiandou Academy's enrollment assessment this year. What a pity."

The elder Zhong Yun, who believed that Yang Xiaotian's strength was improved by taking drugs, said: "It's nothing to regret, it's just the survival of the fittest."

He has always disliked disciples who have been relying on drugs to improve their strength.

Ancient wild beast blood? Yang Xiaotian looked at Hu Xiangqian calmly.

He was not in a hurry to attack, and let the other party activate all the power of the ancient wild beast bloodline.

When Hu Xiangqian completely activated the power of the ancient wild beast bloodline in his body, a violent breath from the ancient beast swept the world.

A hurricane formed around Hu Xiangqian's body.

Seeing this, everyone around was amazed at the strength of the wild beast bloodline.

"Yang Xiaotian, take my punch!" Suddenly, Hu Xiangqian rushed towards Yang Xiaotian, like a violent beast, and punched Yang Xiaotian in the chest.

The terrifying fist wave roared.

There were faint roars of countless beasts.

"Get out of the ring!" Hu Xiangqian's eyes were fierce, and in the blink of an eye, his fist had already hit Yang Xiaotian.

Seeing the tall Hu Xiangqian blasting towards Yang Xiaotian with the momentum of destroying everything, many female disciples even turned their faces away, unable to bear to see the scene of Yang Xiaotian being blasted into blood plasma.

Boom!

Hu Xiangqian punched Yang Xiaotian in the chest.

A loud bang resounded in the square.

Just when everyone thought that Yang Xiaotian was going to be knocked out of the ring by Hu Xiangqian's punch, suddenly, Hu Xiangqian's face changed drastically, because when he punched Yang Xiaotian's chest, it was like punching the hardest diamond wall in history.

Pain!

This was the first feeling of his five fingers.

At the same time, a terrifying force was shaken back from Yang Xiaotian's chest.

This terrifying force was so strong that he had never seen it before.

Under the gaze of everyone, Hu Xiangqian was shaken back by this terrifying force. He wanted to control his body, but he couldn't control it at all.

Almost every few steps back, Hu Xiangqian vomited blood and retreated to the edge of the ring. When Hu Xiangqian stopped, he saw that his chest was already stained with blood.

Hu Xiangqian raised his painful fist and five fingers, just like raising a chicken claw, and looked at Yang Xiaotian in horror: "You, you!"

As for what you, he never said.

"What?!" Xie Hong, Zhong Yun and others all stood up suddenly and looked at the No. 7 ring in shock.

Zhang He was even more stunned.

Just when everyone at the scene couldn't believe it, Yang Xiaotian patted the dust on his chest, which was actually not dusty, and then walked towards Hu Xiangqian: "Ancient wild beast bloodline? You are a weakling."

Yes, a weakling!

A disciple in the crowd "poofed" and couldn't help laughing and spitting saliva on his master.

On the rostrum, Zhong Yun heard the words and opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but in the end he was speechless.

Looking at Yang Xiaotian walking over, Hu Xiangqian wanted to retreat in fear, but found that he was already outside the ring and couldn't retreat.

"Yang Xiaotian, what body refining art are you practicing?" Hu Xiangqian was shocked and angry.

"Weakling art." Yang Xiaotian said.

Weakling art!

In the crowd, the disciple almost spit out saliva again with a "poof".

Hu Xiangqian's face turned red like purple. He was ashamed and angry. He punched Yang Xiaotian with his other hand: "Yang Xiaotian, I will kill you!"

This punch condensed all the power of his wild beast bloodline and all his true energy.

However, he did not hit Yang Xiaotian's chest again, but hit Yang Xiaotian's throat.

The throat has the weakest defense, and he did not believe that Yang Xiaotian could train his throat to the level of diamond.

But as soon as he punched, Yang Xiaotian also punched.

The two fists hit each other.

A crisp bone-breaking sound was heard.

Hu Xiangqian's face was horrified, and Yang Xiaotian punched him in the belly with another punch.

Bang!

Hu Xiangqian, who was standing on the edge of the ring, was hit by Yang Xiaotian like a sandbag and flew up. After flying high, he fell to the edge of the square.

The ground shook.

No mistake, one post, one content, one book, one forum, one 6, one 9, one book, one forum, one look!

Hu Xiangqian lay there, motionless.

Everyone was stunned.

Just like that, it was over?

Originally, everyone thought that Hu Xiangqian, who had activated the blood of the ancient wild beast, could fight with Yang Xiaotian for ten or eight moves even if he was defeated, but he was defeated so easily by Yang Xiaotian.

Everyone was surprised, and the students of Xuanbing Academy hurried forward to lift Hu Xiangqian, but when they lifted Hu Xiangqian, they found that Hu Xiangqian's crotch was wet!

Everyone's face was weird.

Zhang He, the dean of Xuanbing Academy, twitched his face.

Just now, he mocked Yang Xiaotian that he would be beaten to pee by Guo Wei.

Yang Xiaotian definitely did it on purpose, Yang Xiaotian was slapping him in the face.

Zhang He looked at Yang Xiaotian angrily.

At this moment, there was another loud bang, and Chen Hailin was also knocked out of the ring by Guo Wei's punch.

Chen Hailin lay there, exhaling more than inhaling.

At this time, Guo Wei looked at Yang Xiaotian provocatively, and the two looked at each other.

After the referee announced that Yang Xiaotian won the competition, Yang Xiaotian came to Chen Hailin of Thunder Academy. Looking at Chen Hailin, whose face was ashen and breathless, Yang Xiaotian's face sank, and he took out a top-grade immortality pill and asked Chen Hailin to swallow it.

After a hard fight, the other students on the stage also finished the first competition.

Then, it was the second game.

In this game, Yang Xiaotian drew Xiao Fei from the Tiandou Royal Family.

Xiao Fei is Xiao Yong's cousin.

This Xiao Fei is very strong and talented. Among the disciples of the Tiandou Royal Family participating in this competition, his strength and talent are second only to Xiao Yong. Among all the participating disciples this time, he is recognized by everyone as the seventh in strength.

Xiao Fei frowned when he saw that he would fight against Yang Xiaotian in the second game.

Seeing Xiao Fei's expression, Xiao Yong said, "Yang Xiaotian just relied on his strong body. Hu Xiangqian, the idiot, chose to compete with him physically, so he lost. The Dragon Tyrant Art you practiced, combined with the Dragon Tyrant Sword Technique, is suitable for long-range attacks. Yang Xiaotian will definitely lose to you!"

Xiao Fei nodded, and then walked onto the stage.

The top leaders of Tiandou Academy were surprised to see Xiao Fei fighting against Yang Xiaotian in the second match.

"I didn't expect that Xiao Fei and Yang Xiaotian would fight in this match. What do you think?" Xie Hong asked everyone with a smile.

The great elder Zhong Yun said, "Xiao Fei has the strength of the top seven. He swallowed the dragon liquid when he was young. The Dragon Tyrant Art has been practiced to the seventh level. His supreme magical power Dragon Tyrant Sword Technique has even reached the state of perfection. How could Yang Xiaotian be his opponent?"