"Keep this sentence for yourself. Today is for a competition, not a verbal battle. If you want to make a move, don't be so wordy!"

"Damn it, this is not the Valley of the Soul of the Sword, but there is no coercion of the sword to back you up. See how I teach you?"

Chen Yu shouted angrily, shook his palms quickly, and slapped Jiang Tian hard.

Rumble!

The void shook violently, and the powerful blood and spiritual power surged rapidly, converging into two giant green palms and blasting towards Jiang Tian.

The temperature around the arena plummeted, and a strong chill shrouded it out of thin air. Many onlookers retreated again and again, still shivering from the chill!

"Let you have a taste of Biling Mountain Villa's "Cold Spirit Palm"!" Chen Yu shouted sharply, with a look of winning, as if Jiang Tian would definitely lose with this palm.

"Jiang Tian is really arrogant. He even put away the Bibo sword. Isn't he courting death?"

"Arrogant and conceited, do you really think you can compete with Senior Brother Chen?" Following Chen Yu's attack, many Golden Palace disciples mocked Jiang Tian wantonly, waiting to see his joke.

Facing this kind of offensive, Jiang Tian didn't care, smiled coldly, and rushed towards the two emerald green palm prints.

"The power of "Cold Spirit Palm" is nothing more than that, if you have any real ability, you should use it as soon as possible, lest you regret it!"

Jiang Tian snorted coldly, and suddenly struck out his right fist, a purple light flashed on the face of the fist, directly piercing through the emerald green palm print.

The whole person swept past, and suddenly rushed in front of Chen Yu!

"How is it possible? This is "Cold Spirit Palm"!" Chen Yu's face changed, and he was shocked.

The Cold Spirit Palm is not only powerful, but also carries a strong force of coldness, even a master of the Great Consummation of the Spiritual Realm would not dare to block it casually.

Jiang Tian not only took it, but also easily broke it, which is incredible!

But after all, his strength is not bad, and his reaction is extremely fast. Seeing Jiang Tian rushing over, he yelled and turned his palm into a fist and blasted out again.

"Frost Fist!"

boom!

As he punched out with both fists, two green ice cones thicker than a bucket and more than half a foot long transformed into shape in an instant, hitting Jiang Tiandang's chest.

He was quite sure that if this blow landed on the ground, Jiang Tian would at least be seriously injured, maybe even his foundation would be severely damaged.

However, what happened next was beyond his expectation.

Jiang Tian didn't dodge or dodge, shouted loudly, punched the two ice cones with both fists, purple light flashed on the face of the fist, and the astonishing force exploded instantly!

With a loud bang, the green ice cone shattered instantly, and the fluctuation of spiritual power erupted, forcing Chen Yu back a few steps.

Jiang Tian himself stood firmly in place, not moving a muscle!

"Impossible! How could this kid be so strong physically?" Chen Yu's face changed, and he was a little shocked.

The attack power of Frost Fist should not be underestimated, even if it is hit by steel and hard iron, it will collapse. Is Jiang Tian's physical body already so strong?

He used two sets of exercises in succession but failed to take advantage of it. It is really surprising that Jiang Tian has the upper hand without using any exercises.

"Chen Yu, what the hell are you doing?" On the spectator platform, the teachers of the Golden Temple couldn't hold their breath.

They thought that Chen Yu would overwhelm Jiang Tian and win quickly, but they didn't expect the situation to be so embarrassing.

"Hurry up and show your real skills, don't talk to him!"

"What's the point of getting entangled with this kind of minion, hurry up and knock him off the ring, don't hesitate!"

The teachers of the Golden Temple scolded loudly, and were somewhat dissatisfied with Chen Yu's actions. They thought that Chen Yu was deliberately showing off and showing off his strength.

But obviously, Jiang Tian is not as vulnerable as they imagined, so he can't be allowed to play anymore.

Chen Yu knew it himself, and he didn't expect Jiang Tian's strength to be so difficult.

After nearly three months of self-cultivation, he couldn't get rid of his opponent, which really annoyed him.

"Jiang Tian, ​​do you think you can really compete with me? Let me show you the strength of Bixue's bloodline now!"

Chen Yu yelled angrily, and the aura around his body instantly surged, and the eight snowflakes suspended in the void burst into dazzling light, instantly appearing above Jiang Tian and covering him down.

boom!

A dull roar followed, and a powerful coercion instantly enveloped Jiang Tian, ​​and the amazing force of confinement surrounded him.

"Hiss! What an amazing coercion!"

"Even the warriors in the early stages of the Open Heaven Realm are nothing more than that?"

"Senior Brother Chen's strength is even inferior to that of ordinary Open Heaven Realm warriors. What power does Jiang Tian have to resist?"

"It's over, this competition is about to end!"

There were exclamations one after another around the arena, and everyone felt that the overall situation had been settled.

Shrouded by Chen Yu's blood and spiritual power, what else could Jiang Tian do other than wait for failure?

"The lower-rank Bixue bloodline of the eighth rank is really unique!" Jiang Tian nodded slowly, his eyes slightly dignified.

Although he disdains Chen Yu very much, it is undeniable that the other party's blood is still quite strong, and he does have the strength to be unique in the vice president.

Chen Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Jiang Tian, ​​let me use the real power of Bixue's bloodline of the eighth-rank low-rank, you are not wronged, and you are even proud of it!"

Jiang Tian smiled strangely: "Do you think this can defeat me?"

Chen Yu was not surprised when he heard that, he shook his head and sneered, "Do you think this is the real power of the eighth-rank low-rank Bixue bloodline? You are wrong!"

"Oh?" Jiang Tian's eyes flickered, and his expression was slightly playful.

The next moment, Chen Yu shook his arms, and a strong breath rose suddenly.

Accompanied by this breath is the billowing chill released by the eight huge snowflakes!

Ka Ka Ka!

There was a strange noise in the void, and within the area covered by the green snowflakes, pieces of cold ice crystals descended from the sky, smashing their heads and covering Jiang Tian's face to suppress them.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Tian's body was covered with a green ice crystal, like a cage made of ice, imprisoning him to death!

"Hiss! So this is Senior Brother Chen's true strength!"

"Terrible, simply terrible!"

"I'm very glad that I didn't meet an opponent like Senior Brother Chen, otherwise there would be no place to die!"

There were bursts of exclamations from around the arena, and everyone was shocked and sighed.

"Hahahaha, let's see how you get out?" Chen Yu laughed wildly, urging his palms continuously, preparing to give Jiang Tian a heavy blow and completely defeat him.

The powerful power of Bixue's bloodline is enough to freeze Jiang Tian's bloodline spiritual power, no matter how strong his physical body is, it will be frozen, and there is no other possibility except defeat.

"Damn it! Jiang Tian lost so quickly, it seems that there is no way to teach him a lesson this time!" Shuo gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, feeling extremely unwilling in his heart.

But then again, he didn't believe at all that Jiang Tian could defeat Chen Yu, and the situation in front of him just confirmed this prediction.

He can only blame himself for being unlucky for not getting ahead of Chen Yu, otherwise he should be the one who is showing off now.

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