Chapter 113: Unexpected

  "Yellow Spring Rotten Corpse Arm!" Along with Wang Chen's low growl, a pitch-black arm burst out! The black arm struck out, and space was also directly cracked open with a fissure. The hard Silver Wood Plaza also quickly lost its luster, becoming like withered wood, turning yellow and rotting.

  Xiao Yan and Wang Chen clashed in a fierce battle, with both sides showing significant differences. Wang Chen had only reached the half-ancestral realm, while Xiao Yan was already a true ancestral master!

  "Hmph!"

  Xiao Yan sneered, and on his sleeve, a wisp of eerie blue-green flame finally appeared, floating down before colliding quietly with the black arm. In that instant, the corner of his mouth curled up in an icy arc, as a thread of Lianxin fire quietly climbed up his sleeve before flashing out.

  Boom! A sudden collision, yet it brought a thunderous explosion, an enormous energy fluctuation, from the point of contact between the two, like a storm, swept out, on the Silver Wood Square, in an instant, a huge crater appeared, with a fissure as thick as a thigh, rapidly spreading like a spider web, in just a few blinks of an eye, it occupied nearly half of the square amidst countless flying wood chips.

  A tornado formed by silver wood chips had just taken shape, a figure suddenly flew out of it and heavily smashed onto the square, finally tearing apart a nearly hundred-meter-long giant trench in the square...

  The entire field was silent and voiceless, with countless gazes staring blankly at the pitch-black figure whose entire body was embedded in the silver wood.

  "Hmph."

  Wang Chen struggled to get up, but a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out. Just as he was about to mobilize his Qi, a wave of scorching pain spread through his body. Hurriedly looking inward, he saw a strand of extremely hot emerald green flames releasing high temperatures inside him, crazily destroying...

  "Xiao Yan, win!" The Thunder Emperor's face turned dark as he shouted loudly. But in his heart, he also cursed, Xiao Yan had actually reached the Dou Zong realm, and this seemed to not be his full strength!

  "Next match! Feng Qing'er vs Tang Ying!"

  "I, forfeit!" Tang Ying unexpectedly forfeited, but this result was not unexpected for Feng Qing'er and Lei Zun. Lei Zun had only one chance to deal with Xiao Yan, which was to let Feng Qing'er defeat him on the stage! In order to be in the best state to deal with Xiao Yan, Lei Zun privately revealed to Jian Zun that Feng Qing'er had already reached the Dou Zong level! When Jian Zun learned of this, he no longer held any hope for his disciple Tang Ying's victory, so he let Tang Ying forfeit.

  Xiao Yan's eyes turned cold as he glanced at Feng Qing'er and Lei Zun.

  He never thought of himself as a good person, if they really didn't open their eyes, then he had to let them know that Xiao Yan was not a soft persimmon that could be bullied by anyone!

  "Next match! Mu Qinglian versus Xiao Xian'er!" He nodded and shouted again, while muttering to himself: "Why is this draw so strange? Three outsiders are up against Mu Qinglian, isn't this a great opportunity for the Xingyun Pavilion to get second place? Fortunately, my Fenglei Pavilion still has Qing'er, with her around, Fenglei Pavilion should still be able to keep first place."

  A girl in a green dress stepped out with light and gentle movements, naturally it was Mu Qingyan of the Starfall Pavilion. She stood tall and slender, smiling sweetly at Xiao Yan, her cheeks having a hint of playfulness. As she tapped her toes on the ground, her figure floated lightly and landed on the stage.

  On the other side, Xiao Xian'er, also dressed in a green robe, floated onto the stone platform. Although Xiao Xian'er's face was only average in beauty, her slender waist was like a willow leaf, and her three thousand strands of hair fluttered about, giving off an elegant and refined air.

  Xiao Xian'er is indeed Xiao Yixian. A few years ago, when she lived in Yunlan Sect, she had a good relationship with Nalan Yanran. After learning that Xiao Yan destroyed Yunlan Sect for some reason, Xiao Yixian also followed Nalan Yanran to come here.

  "Take this!" Mu Qingyan's clear and cold voice rang out, her speed suddenly increasing to the extreme, her footsteps strange and unpredictable, obviously a highly advanced movement technique.

  Mù Qīng Yuān didn't disappoint as the disciple of the Wind Venerable, famous for his speed. Her movements were also light and swift. Within two breaths, Mù Qīng Yuān left a residual shadow in front of Xiǎo Yī Xiān, her true body already behind Xiǎo Yī Xiān, one palm striking towards Xiǎo Yī Xiān's back.

  With a flick of her wrist, a dagger gleaming with cold light appeared in Xiaoyi's hand. Without even turning around, she accurately stabbed the dagger backwards towards Mu Qingyuan's palm. The dagger's cold light flashed, and it was no ordinary object. Mu Qingyuan furrowed his brow, withdrew his palm strike, and hastily retreated several steps.

  "It's a good thing you backed off, this dagger is coated with deadly poison." After saying that, the little doctor stuck out her pink tongue and licked the "deadly poisonous" dagger like a cat.

  "...…", The people around were suddenly speechless, poisonous dagger you still lick? Won't you be poisoned?

  "There is indeed a highly toxic substance on the dagger... Could it be the E'nan poison? But... it doesn't seem like it." Yao Lao, who was also extremely skilled, had once fought fiercely against the E'nan poison body and naturally understood it best. However, Xiao Xing Meng had long ago used a secret method to conceal Little Medicine Fairy's E'nan poison body constitution, so even Yao Lao couldn't see through it.

  However, the residual image of Yuānr just now completely deceived her. It seems that this battle is more difficult than we imagined! Fēng Zūnzhě saw that his disciple's most skilled movement was easily recognized by someone, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart.

  "Is it the poisonous body?" For Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan muttered to himself, coldly staring at Xiao Xian'er, recalling the Soul Temple girl who killed his second brother. However, he clearly saw that person's face back then. If Xiao Xian'er was really the Soul Temple girl who killed Xiao Lie... or had something to do with that girl... even if it meant ruining this Four Sides Pavilion gathering, he would flay and dismember that woman!

  Mocheng Yu's first strike was unsuccessful, and he already knew that his opponent was not easy to deal with. A white fighting spirit burst out from his body, like a giant pillar of wind, rushing towards the sky. The strength of this fighting spirit directly surpassed the ordinary peak of Dou Huang!

  At this moment, Mu Qingying's aura alone is enough to make her a quasi-Dou Zong strong practitioner. Although there is still a huge gap between her and the true Dou Zong strong practitioners, she is much stronger than some of the peak Dou Huang strong practitioners.

  Suddenly, Little Medical Immortal's slender hand rose, and the dagger flew out of her hand, carrying a strong green aura, shooting rapidly towards Mu Qingyuan's cheek.

  The dagger was just a small medical immortal's disguise weapon, Mu Qingyuan's cultivation was only half of the sect, and she didn't even need to use the poisonous body technique to easily win.

  "With a 'ding' sound, the dagger and the strong gust of wind collided, producing a metallic collision sound. However, contrary to Mu Qingyuan's expectations, her full-strength strike did not change the dagger's momentum. The dagger, wrapped in dark green aura, tore through her gust of wind and came towards her!"

  At the moment when Mu Qingyan was about to make a move, Xiao Xian'er's slender hand, like a lotus flower, attacked with a soft and bewildering aura. The powerful fighting spirit easily broke through Mu Qingyan's defensive fighting spirit. With a flick of her thumb and index finger, a wisp of finger wind shot out, striking Mu Qingyan's slender waist.

  Jade-like fingers, looking weak and fragile, but with the flick of a finger, incredibly, even space was torn apart, revealing a one-inch wide black fissure.

  "This woman... is actually a strong warrior of the Dou sect?"

  Mù Qīng Yuān is almost a Dòu Zōng, so if he surpasses Xiāo Xiān ér, what level will he be? The answer is only two words: Dòu Zōng! Losing the "almost" in front, but the gap between them is like heaven and earth apart!

  Moching's waist suddenly hurt, and a surge of unstoppable energy struck her, causing her body to pause. Almost simultaneously, Xiaoyi's double palms shot out, and the dark green aura flowed out like a silent undercurrent, attacking Moching's chest and abdomen.

  "Hmph."

  Under the double palms, the five internal organs were struck by lightning, and Mu Qingyuan spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. Her slender body flew out, and "Xiao Xian'er" deliberately hit her in the direction of Feng Zunzhe. Feng Zunzhe's face was cold and gloomy, his palm lifted slightly, and a spatial force stopped Mu Qingyuan's falling body.

  The entire field was silent and voiceless, with countless eyes staring blankly at "Xiao Xian'er".

  "Good, good, you really are a surprise for me!" The Wind Master's voice had a kind of forcibly suppressed fury.

  "Xiao Xian'er" glanced at Feng Zunzhe and smiled slightly, then turned around and walked towards the edge of the square.