Chapter 2499: Mere appearance, empty talent, mediocre

This behavior made the onlookers around Qinglian Square stunned.

Breaking through the Return to Ruins Realm in an instant was unbelievable.

He was actually able to transfer the strength of the Ruins Realm to Duan Qinghuan and guide him to break through.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is something that is unthinkable.

And after transferring the power of Guixu, Chu Yue's cultivation level dropped directly back, becoming the original 101-star Martial God realm.

I saw the young man standing unruly on the head of the female statue, glaring coldly in all directions.

A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but she smiled, and the ferocious light in her eyes became even fiercer, like a tiger or wolf in the jungle. Not only did she have no respect and fear, but she was as fierce as burning a cauldron.

She can break through the Return to Ruins Realm in an instant, and she is not in the same realm as Zhou Yu, He Liunian and others.

Her Martial God realm still needs to light up the remaining nine hundred stars.

Rather than directly stepping into the Return to Ruins Realm in one step.

This breakthrough was achieved by force.

It has the same purpose as the original Fire Soul.

A little bit of Shennong's power in Duan Qinghuan's body quietly healed her broken bones. Although it couldn't heal completely immediately, it could return her to a full state in a short time.

She stood up, raised her head, her eyes were deep red.

Seeing the young man's pale face, his shaky but never collapsing figure, and the increasing blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, my heart felt painful again and again.

"It's a small skill, but you don't overestimate your ability."

Zhou Yu withdrew his gaze, and a sneer escaped from his lips.

Soon!

Holding the iron rod in hand, he flew upwards.

Like a dormant leopard, it suddenly burst out of the bushes, once again galloped forward at the speed of thunder and lightning, and pounced towards Duan Qinghuan.

Zhou Yu jumped into the air, his body bent like a bow, and he raised the iron rod high with both hands.

The stick fell instantly.

I want to break one of Duan Qinghuan's bones again.

Zhou Yu is very smart. Every time the stick falls, it is not a fatal part. It is in line with the "point and stop" rule stipulated by the competition, so that the disciples of the Xingyun Sect dare to speak out but are helpless.

Suddenly, Duan Qinghuan reached out his hand and grabbed the other end of the iron rod without even looking up.

She slowly raised her eyes and saw Zhou Yu hanging in the air.

There were more and more bloodshot eyes in Duan Qinghuan's eyes.

Zhou Yu frowned slightly and tried to pull the iron rod back, but after using a lot of force, the iron rod seemed to be welded in Duan Qinghuan's hand and could not be pulled out.

"Disciple Duan Qinghuan, obey the orders of the young sect leader!"

After Duan Qinghuan finished speaking in a hoarse voice, he used all his strength to gather his Dantian Wugen and Yuanshen. As if he was desperate for his life, he exhausted all his strength and pulled the iron rod out of Zhou Yu's hand bit by bit.

Finally, with a low shout, he pulled out the iron rod with all his strength and smashed it at Zhou Yu's face.

Zhou Yu rolled down on the spot.

As he steadied his figure, an iron rod appeared again in his hand.

She half-crouched, bursting with potential, and flew out like a catapult.

The iron rod hit Duan Qinghuan's head again.

Duan Qinghuan turned his head and grinned. Suddenly, he held an iron rod in both hands and hit the bridge of Zhou Yu's nose, breaking the bridge of his nose and seeing blood flowing out of his nose.

"court death."

Zhou Yuru was provoked by the Lion King, and became furious. He took the instant step again and swung his stick at Duan Qinghuan.

Duan Qinghuan moved quickly and his body profile avoided Zhou Yu's attacks countless times.

Her pupils ignited two clusters of original fire, imprinted in the deepest part.

The flames blocked Duan Qinghuan's sight.

At a glance, the sky and the earth seem to be filled with enchanting fire.

Then, the movement of Zhou Yu's figure in the fire became slower as if it had been decomposed, and even the speed of time passed even slower.

Zhou Yu's instant step can be said to have nowhere to hide in Duan Qinghuan's original pupils!

Zhou Yu disappeared in an instant and appeared again in an instant.

He attempted to attack Duan Qinghuan suddenly on his left side.

However!

She had just flashed to the left of Duan Qinghuan when she saw Duan Qinghuan swinging his stick to the left almost at the same time as if he had predicted it in advance!

"Bang!"

This stick hit Zhou Yu's lower jaw, shattering several of his lower teeth, and then spit them out of his mouth along with thick blood.

Zhou Yu did not believe in evil, so he took the instant step again and disappeared, attacking Duan Qinghuan from behind.

Duan Qinghuan backhanded his stick, and the end hit Zhou Yu's eyeball accurately.

"Pfft——" Zhou Yu spat out blood and his eyes widened like dead fish.

Next, Zhou Yu took dozens of instant steps in one breath, and Duan Qinghuan quickly struck dozens of times with his stick, each blow creating tiny cracks in the bones of Zhou Yu's body.

Duan Qinghuan kept attacking and struck out seven or eight hundred sticks.

Zhou Yu gradually fell down, was defeated, and fell to the ground.

"Isn't it good at fighting?"

"Why don't you fight?"

Duan Qinghuan picked up the opponent's shirt and asked wildly: "Come on, keep beating, what are you doing lying down like a waste?"

"Bang!"

Duan Qinghuan directly hit the other person's forehead with his own forehead.

Like the collision of stones against stones.

With the blood tangled in each other's hair, it was impossible to tell whose it belonged to.

Duan Qinghuan was dressed in blood, and his round face and clear eyes were covered with dripping blood.

She stood up unsteadily, and then hit Zhou Yu again and again with the iron rod in her hand.

His behavior seemed crazy, but it was just like Zhou Yushicai, who smashed his bones with a stick, but it was not fatal!

Until the last green lotus petal withers, the timer ends, that’s it!

"Disciple of the Xingyun Sect, it's over." He Huang reminded.

Duan Qinghuan dropped the iron rod in his hand.

She raised her head and looked at Chu Yue. She tried her best but could only make a hoarse voice, "Back to Young Sect Leader, the fight is over."

Chu Yue lowered her eyes and looked down.

The two looked at each other and smiled faintly.

Similar scarlet red clothes are raised one high and one low.

"Qing Huan."

Zhang Ci quickly rushed into the ring and was about to pick up Duan Qinghuan.

Duan Qinghuan pushed him away.

Zhang Ci's eyes were blank.

But I saw Duan Qinghuan's trembling legs, moving out.

After retreating to the edge, he bowed politely, looked at Crane Emperor, Holy Master and others, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "The competition is over, please announce the results."

"The result is not urgent." He Huang looked at Chu Yue, "Disciple Ye, since you are attacking Zhou Yu, why do you spend so many years to suppress the situation? Isn't it a different matter when you suppress the situation yourself?"

"I have the original Qi, and I rush into the internal organs with the power of Qi. It is like a raging fire burning the internal organs and limbs. I am forcibly lifted to the ruins. How can I suppress it?"

"What's more, if you take a step back, what's the problem even if you are in a difficult situation? Everyone has heard that Holy Master Tianluan personally said it, and there is no explicit law or ancestral precept that stipulates it."

"With Emperor Crane raising an army to investigate the crime like this, do you dare to ask where the Holy Lord Tianluan is located, and where are the express laws and ancestral precepts of Zhibodhi?"

The young man is sitting in a high place, his words are sonorous and powerful, and they have a sound when they hit the ground. A calm and comfortable smile appears on his face, reflecting the blood on his lips, like a demon or a charm.

"What Disciple Ye said is correct." Holy Master Tianluan said: "There is no law stipulating that this cannot be done. The result of this competition, I announced on behalf of Emperor He, is that the disciple of Duan Qinghuan of the Xingyun Sect won."

The Crane Emperor's brows were furrowed like a knot.

He wanted to say something more, but seeing that Holy Lord Tianluan had already spoken, he could only nod in agreement.

Holy Lord Tianluan glanced at Chu Yue indifferently.

Using a voice that could only be heard by a few Holy Lords around him, he said slowly:
Chapter completed!