Chapter 467: The Power of Tai Chi

The next day, at the same time, everyone appeared in the space of the Nine Palaces and Bagua Forbidden Formation again, and the fierce freedom challenge began.

Since Wu Yan entered the resting seat, he felt three vicious eyes scanning him several times.

One came from the VIP table, and it must be Ni Quan who was taken care of by him yesterday. One person came from the resting seat, but it was Ni Changhe, the leader of the Ni family. Another one came from the judge Ni Daoxi who was sitting cross-legged in the Wutu Palace with a cold face.

Wu Yan sat on his seat with an expressionless face, turning a blind eye to the vicious looks from the three Ni family members.

Taoist Xuanya waved his formation flag and said in a loud voice: "The free challenge begins today. The first round of free challenge is limited to three days. All challenges must be completed within three days. The commanders who were defeated or surrendered yesterday will be divided into three Each group has one day to challenge. If you do not choose to challenge anyone within this day, you will automatically give up the challenge and will be deducted ten points. According to the rules, each player won yesterday. The leader must accept the challenge twice. If no one has ever challenged the leader, he will automatically receive ten points of record value and automatically enter the ranking of the winning leader. If the challenger loses, the corresponding points will be deducted. Their positions will be sorted and eliminated according to their record value points, and will be replaced by the thirty-two commanders with the highest points who were defeated in the first round. The eleven commanders participating in the challenge today are Tian Changkai... OK. Now, let’s invite these eleven commanders to step onto the stage of Wutu Palace and start choosing the challenge.”

Taoist Xuanya immediately called the names of eleven people. The eleven people stood up one after another, and filed into the high platform of Wutu Palace. Their eyes began to wander over the thirty-two commanders who had defeated yesterday in the rest seats under the stage.

The thirty-two commanders all sat cross-legged on the rest seats with indifferent expressions, looking at the eleven team commanders on the stage as if they had not seen them.

Wu Yan frowned. At this moment, he felt that at least seven or eight eyes were constantly falling on him.

Obviously, these eleven people treated him as a soft persimmon. Even Chen Qingmei, the leader of another victorious casual cultivator team, did not receive such attention.

The golden-haired giant ape she released yesterday had such an impact that it seemed that no one would regard her as the first choice for challenge without absolute certainty of defeating her.

"I want to challenge him!" Tian Changkai smiled evilly and pointed at Wu Yan who was the first to speak loudly.

"Commander No. 9, are you willing to accept the challenge?" Taoist Xuanya asked Wu Yan loudly and calmly.

Wu Yan stood up with an indifferent expression and said, "I accept the challenge."

"Okay, please let the two commanders enter the Renshui Palace arena to start the challenge." After finishing speaking, Taoist Xuanya waved the formation flag in his hand, and the space in the Renshui Palace arena was opened. Ma Ming stepped forward, already looking indifferent. appeared above the forbidden formation.

Entering the Renshui Palace arena, Tian Changkai said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, today I finally found a chance to teach you a lesson. Hey, let me see if the Liangyi Sword Intention you learned in Yanjiazhuang Courtyard the day before yesterday is really true. sharp."

Wu Yan ignored this person, his expression was indifferent, and he stood quietly in the forbidden formation, without offering any magic weapon or making any appearance of protection.

When Tian Changkai saw that Wu Yan was turning a blind eye to him, he became furious. He opened his mouth and spit out three jets of black light. Three bloody flying knives appeared immediately. He pointed at him and slashed at Wu Yan without hesitation.

The two of them were no more than a hundred feet away from each other at this time, and the three bloody flying knives were already in front of Wu Yan as soon as they spurted out from Tian Changkai's mouth.

The same one slashed towards the center of Wu Yan's head and eyebrows, the other slashed towards Wu Yan's back, and the other one condensed a few feet above Wu Yan's head, spraying black stinky liquid downwards.

Wu Yan moved his hands slowly, circling around, and a white spiritual vortex and a black spiritual vortex suddenly emerged with his hands as the center.

But when he saw his left palm raised to the top of his head, the white spiritual power vortex rolled upwards, and his right palm was drawn forward. At the same time, his body strangely escaped to the side, and the black spiritual power vortex was already directed towards him. The blood-stained flying knife between his eyebrows collided with another flying knife that was about to strike at the back of his heart.

The two bloody flying knives fell into the vortex of black spiritual power and disappeared immediately.

Another bloody flying knife standing in the air was surrounded by the whirlpool of white spiritual power in the air, and was also trapped in it. The jet-black bloody blood it sprayed out could only spray out three feet before being swept away by the white spiritual energy. Under the power vortex, a black vortex quickly formed in the center of the white spiritual power vortex, and the madness that was no longer controlled by Tian Changkai continued to spray dirty blood outwards.

Tian Changkai's complexion changed drastically. Due to the loss of control of these three flying knives, the magic power in his body leaked out crazily and was no longer under his control.

Wu Yan's face showed a solemn look, and he circled his palms towards the center. Two different spiritual power vortices, black and white, merged into one place. In an instant, they spun and evolved into a spiritual power vortex in the shape of a Tai Chi diagram that was more than ten feet in size. It went crazy. It started to spin.

Let’s look at Tian Changkai’s three bloody flying knives. Where can we find them? It seems that it has been completely swallowed up in this Tai Chi pattern-shaped spiritual whirlpool.

If it weren't for the existence of a dark black vortex of foul-smelling blood in the center of this spiritual vortex, spinning even more crazily, everyone would even think that Tian Changkai's magic weapon had been destroyed by Wu Yan.

Tian Changkai's face had turned pale, and the mana in his dantian leaked out even more crazily, being sucked into the spiritual power vortex in the shape of the Tai Chi pattern, and turned into three filthy mana of blood-stained flying knives.

"Stop... Stop... I, I admit it..." Tian Changkai was horrified, and he opened his mouth with difficulty to admit defeat, but Wu Yan was determined to win ten points in this battle, so there was no way he would admit defeat.

Wu Yan shouted coldly: "Go! Master Tian, ​​taste the taste of this filthy blood yourself!"

The madly rotating Tai Chi pattern-shaped spiritual power vortex was dragged and thrown by Wu Yan with both hands, and quickly fled towards Tian Changkai, and its speed was even faster than when Tian Changkai released the blood-stained flying knives before.

The moment was here.

The spiritual power vortex in the shape of Tai Chi pattern was about 20 feet in size, and the black blood vortex was also 10 feet in size. After Wu Yan threw it, the blood vortex in the center just hit Tian Changkai.

The black spiritual light on Tian Changkai's body just flashed out, and it seemed that something like a treasure armor appeared, but its light was swallowed by the rapidly rotating spiritual power in the blink of an eye. Tian Changkai's body was uncontrollably sucked into the vortex and disappeared.

This battle was so fast that it was hard to keep up and stunned.

Boom! Ding Ding Ding!

A loud noise accompanied by three small sounds of metal falling to the ground sounded in the center of the ring.

The large spiritual power vortex that rolled up Tian Changkai disappeared when Wu Yan's magic power was withdrawn when the Tai Chi pattern spiritual power vortex floated up to a height of dozens of feet.

Without the support of this spiritual power vortex, the vortex formed entirely by Tian Changkai's dirty blood also lost control, and instantly turned into a large group of dirty and smelly mist, dissipating in the forbidden formation, causing the formation to emit bursts of foul smells.

Tian Changkai fell to the ground from a height of dozens of feet in a daze, and had fainted. His three blood-stained flying knives no longer had any spiritual light, as if they had consumed all their power, and became three ordinary black flying knives several inches long, scattered on the ground.

Everyone stood up in shock at this moment, looking at Wu Yan, who stood in the Renshui Palace with a calm face, with disbelief on their faces.

From the time the two entered the Renshui Palace arena to the end of the battle, the battle time was no more than twenty breaths!

Who would have thought that Tian Changkai, who was in the late stage of Jindan, could not even survive twenty breaths under Wu Yan's strange magical skills, and was beaten unconscious, and his magic weapon was destroyed!

What kind of strange magical skill is this, which is so powerful?

At this moment, except for the Nascent Soul cultivators and a few cultivators who have comprehended the Yuanshen realm, most of the cultivators are already stunned and don't know what words to use to describe the shock and horror in their hearts at this moment.

Ni Daoxi's eyes were full of surprise at this time, and his expression when looking at Wu Yan was even more complicated, not to mention Ni Changhe, who just wanted to teach Wu Yan a lesson in the free challenge later. His inner shock can be imagined from his uncertain expression.

"Good! What a powerful Tai Chi realm! Haha, no wonder there are rumors that the ninth commander comprehended the Tai Chi sword meaning and the Liangyi sword meaning in the Yan family manor the day before yesterday. It seems that all this is true. The thirty-fifth commander Tian Changkai failed to challenge the ninth commander Wu Yan, and his battle record points were deducted by ten points, and the commander Wu Yan's battle record points were increased by ten points." Ma Ming's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he immediately announced loudly.

Taoist Xuan Ya smiled proudly, picked up the pen and quickly recorded on the bamboo slips in his hand. A moment later, the Hunting Sea Order in Wu Yan's blood palace sounded, and he walked out of the forbidden formation and returned to the resting seat.

After sitting down again, Wu Yan looked at the remaining ten challengers standing on the high platform of Wu Tu Palace, staring at him blankly, and then grinned at the ten people.

The ten people shuddered, came to their senses, and hurriedly turned their eyes away.

The cultivators in the late Jindan stage could not last more than twenty breaths under his hands, who would dare to challenge him? Isn't this asking for humiliation and giving him points?

Ma Ming grabbed with his big hand, and a ball of spiritual light flashed out, picking up Tian Changkai who had fainted in the formation and his three magic flying knives that had lost their spirituality, and threw them back to the Hunting Sea therapists who were specializing in treating the injured order masters under the high platform of Wu Tu Palace.

"Check his condition." Ma Ming ordered calmly.

After a while, the therapist who checked Tian Changkai reported loudly: "Reporting to the city lord, this person just fainted because of excessive consumption of mana and mind, and he was not injured."

"Hmph, carry him down, wait for his mana to recover, and ask him if he can still participate in the next fight." Ma Ming waved his hand and asked someone to carry away Tian Changkai, who had fainted and exuded a foul smell.

When the Taoist Xuan Ya waved the formation flag, the arena in the Renshui Palace suddenly surged with spiritual power fluctuations, and the foul mist in it was discharged through the special power of the entire Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Forbidden Formation.

"Who else chooses to challenge? Continue!" The Taoist Xuan Ya waved the formation flag again, opened the arena space of the Kuishui Palace, and said loudly.

Because of the previous battle, for a long time after the Taoist Xuan Ya finished speaking, no one stood up to challenge. The ten people stood on the platform, looked at each other, and then glanced at everyone except Wu Yan with flickering eyes. However, no one would rashly choose to challenge the opponent at this time.