I, Fahai, start with a mighty dragon and suppress the world.

Yan Chongtian suddenly stepped forward with his feet, holding a long sword and flew out with lightning speed.

boom!

The strong sword energy instantly spread across the competition stage, with an overwhelming momentum.

He is worthy of being the number one disciple of the third generation of Wudang.

Well-deserved reputation!

The entire competition stage was full of sword energy, like a thunder pool, which was daunting.

The power of Yan Chongtian's sword energy is indeed quite intimidating.

However, Chen Yang is not a vegetarian.

"drink!"

Chen Yang shouted loudly, and the nine-ring tin staff shook hard and hit the ground.

In an instant, Chen Yang was protected by a shield of true energy surrounded by Buddha's light.

"Boom bang bang bang bang..."

The sword energy was like thousands of tiny thunder snakes crashing into the Buddha's light shield, like moths flying into the flames.

There was a constant burning sound.

No matter how powerful the sword energy was, the moment it touched the shield, it was instantly destroyed!

With a Buddha's light shield, it directly blocked all the sword energy!

Inside the hood, Chen Yang was calm and composed, his heart like an ancient well.

Unscathed!

There was a burst of surprise in the audience, and everyone looked shocked!

Even Yan Chongtian on the field was also surprised.

In the blink of an eye, all the sword energy in Zongheng withered.

Chen Yang's Buddha's light shield also dissipated.

The two faced off again.

Yan Chongtian couldn't help but ask: "What state are you in?!"

"It's just the middle stage of Xiantian realm."

Chen Yang replied casually, with a calm expression on his face.

As soon as these words came out, Yan Chongtian was even more surprised and stunned.

Middle stage of Xiantian realm?

How can this be? !

The sword he just struck was even powerless to parry it at the late Xiantian stage!

A mere middle-level congenital person actually...

In the stands, after hearing Chen Yang's words, the Seven Heroes of Wudang and all the elders were shocked.

"This little monk is only in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm? It's incredible!"

"You can actually withstand Master Nephew Yan's Wudang swordsmanship in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm. It's so powerful!"

"Senior Nephew Yan is half a master, and his swordsmanship is even more advanced. The power of this sword energy is no different from that of a grandmaster, but he was blocked easily. It's interesting!"

"I never expected that such a genius would come out of Shaolin Temple. Master Nephew Yan has met his opponent."

……

Many people's eyes lit up and their interest was high.

Only Yu Lianzhou looked slightly gloomy.

He moved his lips and said coldly: "Shaolin disciples have always been famous for their defense. Things like the golden bell cover and the iron cloth shirt are all Buddhist skills that have been famous throughout the ages."

"As a disciple of Master Taixu, it goes without saying that he is very capable defensively, but offensively, he is probably going to be stretched thin when he encounters Yan'er."

What Yu Lianzhou said makes sense.

Buddhist disciples have always been better at defense than other martial arts disciples.

However, because Buddhism and people are kind-hearted, most disciples often have no achievements in attack, and this is where they suffer.

So, in Yu Lianzhou's opinion.

I was worried, but I didn't think that my disciple would lose at all.

Although the Wudang swordsmanship was blocked, Yu Lianzhou did not think that Chen Yang could carry out such a heroic offensive.

There is no possibility of winning if you just defend.

The best defense is the offense.

Wudang swordsmanship is just an appetizer.

As his close disciple, Yan Chongtian naturally has more profound and unique secrets.

On the competition stage.

Yan Chongtian's face was slightly solemn, and he did not dare to look down upon the young monk in front of him anymore.

"Tiger's Claw is the ultimate hand!"

Yan roared to the sky suddenly.

I saw his hands turned into claws, with real energy steaming from them.

This is Master Yu Lianzhou's own claw technique, and it is extremely powerful!

He exerts all his strength with one claw, which can even threaten the master level!

Seeing this, Chen Yang screamed happily.

He no longer used the nine-ringed tin staff and faced the enemy with bare fists.

"Devil-Suppressing Divine Fist!".

Chapter 033 Yan Chongtian’s defeat, the young monk, Fahai

"boom!"

In an instant, there was a loud noise like thunder.

If there is a big competition on the stage, smoke and dust are everywhere!

The two figures twisted into a ball, and fierce collision sounds kept coming!

Chen Yang's Demon-Suppressing God fist was powerful and heavy, and every punch was as terrifying as smashing the air.

The blow hit Yan Chongtian, and the zhenqi protecting him outside his body was shattered to pieces!

He relied on his fists to make a sound that broke through the air, and the roar continued.

Yan Chongtian's face was gloomy, his hands were claws, and he showed no fear.

But at this moment, he was a little scared.

Yan Chongtian could never imagine why a monk in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm could actually perform such a powerful punch!

Not only is the strength amazing, the speed is also extremely fast.

Compared to his own tiger-clawed hand, he actually had the upper hand!

Is this really the middle stage of the Xiantian realm?

Yan Chongtian couldn't help but become suspicious again.

He has never seen such a powerful mid-Xiantian realm.

Even the person he was back then was not half as powerful as he was!

"Benefactor, be careful!"

Chen Yang reminded him softly, and then suddenly punched Yan Chongtian in the head!

Yan Chongtian glared angrily and hurriedly blocked it.

Fortunately, he was a half-step master and blocked the punch with his lightning speed.

"hiss……"

But even if it was blocked, it didn't feel good at all.

Chen Yang's offensive was watertight and steady, leaving no flaws at all.

Not only did Yan Chongtian fall on the defensive, the punch was so powerful that it made his whole body numb and painful.

Even if it blocks the incoming fist.

But the power of the fist is still real.

His hands were numb from the shock and were trembling slightly.

This was naturally caught by Chen Yang, so he spoke to remind him.

Let Yan Chongtian not be distracted.

When faced with the half-step master level, Chen Yang did not dare to relax at all. The power of his fists was countless times stronger than when he fought Song Qingshu before.

If Song Qingshu were to receive such a fist, his head would probably be shattered with one punch.

Because of this, Chen Yang felt a little fussy in his heart, fearing that Yan Chongtian would be punched into a semi-crippling state if he didn't pay attention, which would cause a big mess.

Alas, Chen Yang felt aggrieved.

How can anyone have to think about his opponent all the time during a fight?

Who in a fight is afraid that his opponent will be beaten to death accidentally?

It was a little bit like crying without tears.

But for Xiao Huan Dan, Chen Yang endured it.

Of course, he was kindly reminding him with good intentions.

But after listening to Yan Chongtian's ear power, it became a particularly harsh irony.

"Young monk, how dare you mock me?!"

Yan Chongtian was furious, Luck poured out all his inner strength, and fought with all his strength!

The power of this palm is astonishing and overwhelming!

Is it over?

Chen Yang was overjoyed and looked calm.

The enemy is strong and I am stronger!

He also mobilized his strong internal strength, and his momentum suddenly rose.

"boom!"

I saw two terrifying pressures colliding together, like huge thunder exploding.

The entire competition stage trembled, and was even shattered by the remaining power of the two!

On the competition stage, thick smoke billowed.

All I could see were cracks underneath.

This majestic final blow will definitely determine the winner.

"Who won?"

Down below, all the Wudang disciples were waiting anxiously.

In the stands, the same was true for the Seven Heroes of Wudang and a group of elders.

"Master Taixu's apprentice is not only very particular about defense, he is also so powerful offensively. He is a martial arts genius that is rare to see in a century!"

"There are not many young people in the world who can match Nephew Yan. The momentum of this Shaolin disciple is not weaker than that of Master Taixu back then!"

"I can smell a hint of threat in that boxing technique. Junior nephew Yan wants to win, but it's a bit uncertain."