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Wang Ye stared at Su Yang with an ugly expression on his face, and said calmly: "Su Yang, do you also know the art of strange gates?"

"I don't understand."

Su Yang shook his head, and said bluntly: "But I know, you haven't cultivated well yet."

"Humph!"

"I've been practicing Qimen for more than [-] years, and I can change the direction of the Eight Diagrams proficiently. I can build a Eight Diagrams map with a single thought. Do you think I can't practice well?"

Unconvinced, Wang Ye said coldly: "Su Yang, you don't think I'm doomed now, do you?"

"Hehe, I'm not afraid to tell you that even if you don't have a gossip map, you may not win me!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Ye rushed towards Su Yang, obviously firing a real fire.

Su Yang was not careless. He knew Wang Ye's strength, so he didn't take it lightly. He held the Sky Sword and went to meet him.

For a moment, the sword energy on the scene was full of true energy, and the two fought inseparably.

Soon, the two played against each other for hundreds of rounds.

Both Su Yang and Wang Ye were seriously injured, with blood dripping from top to bottom.

But no one admitted defeat, the battle continued, and the scene was very cruel.

slowly.

The movements of Su Yang and Wang Ye were a little slow, obviously, both of them were at the crossroads.

The melon-eating crowd below, as well as the sect background on the high seat, all watched with bated breath.

Everyone knows that the No. 1 Hundred Schools of Martial Arts will be born soon.

Although Wang Ye, who has lost the Eight Diagrams, is strong, he is a little weaker when facing Su Yang who is holding the Sky Sword.

finally.

Su Yang had the upper hand and knocked Wang Ye to the ground. The Sky Sword in his hand fell on Wang Ye's neck, and said weakly, "You...are you still fighting?"

Wang Ye raised his head, stared at Su Yang, paused for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"you win."

When he said these words, Wang Ye was in a very complicated mood.

In the beginning, he didn't want to participate in the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, let alone be the leader of the ancient martial arts.

What Wang Ye cares about is not No.1, but the outcome.

Now that he lost to Su Yang, he was not reconciled, but he was also relieved.

"Do you know where you lost?" At this moment, Su Yang said.

Wang Ye looked at Su Yang, wanting to know the answer.

"Your strange art is indeed powerful, but you pay too much attention to the position, and you want to stand in a favorable position at all times."

Su Yang went on to say: "The real master of Qimen doesn't care about these at all."

"It's not that he wants to appear in a favorable position, but that the position he stands in is favorable."

"Even if this position is a dead position, because of his appearance, it can also become a living position."

"He doesn't obey Qimen, but makes Qimen obey him. This is the real skill of Qimen!"

Su Yang went on to say: "When you can do this step, your strange technique will be flawless."

"Don't obey Qimen, let Qimen obey me..."

Wang Ye kept chewing on this sentence, his expression blank, and then suddenly realized, he clasped his fists and said, "I've been taught!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Ye ignored everyone's attention and left the ring.

Now, on the ring, only Su Yang is left.

There is no doubt that Su Yang has won!

Everyone at the scene looked at each other in blank dismay, and all eyes fell on Su Yang.

After a pause for a few seconds, the on-site referee announced:

"Su Yangsheng, this year's hundred schools will meet martial arts, Su Yang, a descendant of the Su family..."

"Wait a moment!"

But before the referee finished speaking, he was interrupted, and a group of ten people walked over.

The complexion of everyone at the scene changed greatly due to the powerful aura, and even the background on the high seat showed a look of fear...

Chapter 578 Youth of the Ancient Clan

In the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, Su Yang defeated Wudang Wang Ye and won No.1.

According to the regulations, the next step is to go to the Tianji Gate Hall to start the transformation of the ancient martial arts world.

But at this time, ten young men in ancient costumes walked over side by side, all with contemptuous expressions on their faces.

"Ok?"

Su Yang raised his eyebrows, moved his eyes to look over, and immediately realized that the ten planes were all ancient warriors in the foundation-building realm.

Three of them have even stepped into the late stage of Foundation Establishment, which can be compared with the late stage of land warriors, and their strength is unfathomable.

"Cultivators, they are all cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm!"

"The foundation-building realm is comparable to land warriors. Oh my god, ten of such young land warriors appeared at once!"

"They must be members of the top ten ancient clans, and only Gu Wu can cultivate such a talent!"

"Is the ancient clan finally here? It seems that the transformation of the ancient martial arts world cannot be carried out safely."

……

There were many melon-eating people in the audience, including some elderly guys, who saw the extraordinaryness of the ten young people, and an uproar immediately set off on the scene.

Everyone was extremely afraid, and their eyes were full of panic.

For a long time, the top ten ancient clans have always been aloft, above the entire ancient martial arts world.

Let's put it this way, no matter how powerful the ancient martial arts forces are, they are equivalent to the pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep raised by the top ten ancient clans.

Even in the land of Zen, the three famous mountains between the mountains and the sea, and deep in the clouds, they must bow their knees in front of the ten ancient clans.

because.

Any ancient clan has the ability to easily destroy famous mountains.

After all, in that era, there were almost no terrestrial martial gods in the ancient martial arts world, and the powerhouses of the famous mountains were at best the peak of Shenzong.

And the ancient warriors of this realm are equivalent to half-step foundation building at best.

Young people among the top ten ancient clans, even if they are not the top talents, have already completed foundation building.

Such a comparison, the gap came.

So back then, when the young talents of the top ten ancient clans went out to practice, the ancient sects had to kneel down to greet them wherever they passed, for fear of dissatisfying the ancient people.

This situation has been maintained for thousands of years, causing the ancient warriors to develop servility.

Even though the ancient martial arts world is different from before, land warriors are springing up like mushrooms, appearing one after another.

However, the ancient warriors of the various sects were still terrified when they heard the arrival of the ten ancient clans.

The slavishness in the bones cannot be removed casually. After kneeling for a long time, the legs will become weak.

Not only the melon-eaters below, but also the many backgrounds above the high seats are also panicked at this moment.

"It has long been expected that the ten ancient clans will come, but I didn't expect the time card to be so accurate."

Wang Chongyun said with a complicated expression: "Tianjimen is my holy place in Wudang, these people can come here without making a sound."

"Hehe, they come from the top ten ancient clans, and they are cultivation forces that have been passed down for countless years."

Ximen Fengyun said with a playful smile: "You don't know anything about the power of a cultivator. These are just some small tricks. Why should the master of the Wang sect make such a fuss?"

"That's true."

Wang Chongyun nodded, and then said apprehensively: "These ten youths are easy to deal with, but I don't know how many people from the top ten ancient clans have come, and whether those old guys are there."

"After the Hundred Clans' Martial Arts Contest, the ban on the ten ancient clans was lifted."

Ximen Fengyun said indifferently: "Now that Su Yang has won, the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts has ended, even if the ancient clans come out in full force, they will not be subject to any restrictions."

"Speaking of this matter, Master Wang, didn't you say that your disciple Wang Ye must win, why did you still lose to Su Yang?"

Ximen Fengyun said with a playful smile: "If Su Yang is a spy sent by the top ten ancient clans, wouldn't our ancient martial world be ruined?"

"Ximen Fengyun, shut up!"

At this time, Shi Haohann said coldly: "You have given up the ancient clan and turned to cultivator. You are not considered a member of the ancient martial arts world. In my opinion, you are most likely to defect and betray the ancient martial arts world!"

"Lord Shishan is right!"

Zhang Tianlei next to him echoed: "Ximen Fengyun, if the ten great ancient clans prevent the transformation of the ancient martial arts world, as a cultivator, you will undoubtedly be very happy, right?"

"Hehe, since you guys think so much about me, then I won't refute it, I'll just sit here and watch the show today." Ximen Fengyun showed a smile, and then said that the future is none of his business.

"Amitabha."

At this time, the abbot Yuantong who had been silent all this time said: "Stop making noise, it is important to start the transformation of Guwu."

"This is Wudang Mountain, Master Wang, please communicate with these ancient youths and ask them what they are doing here and what their purpose is."

"Ah."

Wang Chongyun nodded lightly, then his eyes fell on the ten young people walking side by side, and he asked knowingly: "Everyone, the master of Xia Tianji Sect, Wang Chongyun, who are you, where are you from, why did you prevent the on-site referee from announcing the results of the Hundred Sect Martial Arts Competition? "

"Master Wang."

At this time, a young man with red phoenix eyes stood out from the crowd, with a handsome face, somewhat similar to Zhang Changsheng.

He met Wang Chongyun's gaze, clasped his fists politely, and said with a slight smile: "Dongfang Mingri is from one of the ten ancient clans, the Dongfang family."

"I came to Wudang Mountain today for no other purpose, but to challenge the arrogance of the ancient martial arts world." Dongfang Mingri said bluntly.

"Dongfang Mingri, why are you being polite to this old man!"

At this time, a fat young man next to him said disdainfully: "The ancient warriors are just inferior people, why should they be taken seriously."

As he said that, the chubby young man looked at Wang Chongyun, and said proudly: "Old man, my name is Xia Houjie, and I come from the ancient tribe. I heard that your ancient martial arts world is going to change."

"Hehe, I won't talk nonsense. This change can only be started by people from our ancient clan." Xia Houjie said bluntly.

This is the purpose of their coming here, to directly take away the initiative to start the transformation of the ancient race.

"Sorry, I'm afraid this won't work."

Hearing this, Wang Chongyun's face was a little ugly, and he said: "The transformation of the ancient martial arts world can only be started by the No. 1 of the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, and no one else can."

"Now the No. 1 Hundred Schools of Martial Arts has been produced. If you all come here for this matter, please come back." Wang Chongyun issued an order to chase away guests.

"Presumptuous, old man, how dare you refuse, and still want to drive us away?"

Xia Houjie's eyes were gloomy, and he released a powerful aura, and said in a deep voice: "Inferior, who gave you the courage, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"

"Master Xiahou, please respect yourself!"

"I admit that the ten ancient clans are extremely powerful and have enslaved the ancient martial arts world for thousands of years, but today's ancient martial arts world is different!"

Wang Chongyun met Xia Houjie's eyes, and said bravely: "Now we will no longer submit to the ancients!"

"Reformation is a matter of the ancient martial arts world, and has nothing to do with the top ten ancient clans. You have no right to interfere, and it is even more impossible to replace the No. 1 of the Baizong Huiwu to initiate the transformation of the ancient clans!"

Wang Chongyun said solemnly.

As soon as these words came out, the scene exploded, and the emotions of all the ancient warriors were mobilized, and their expressions were very excited.

Chapter 579 I Want One to Fight Ten

"Master Wang is right. We ancient warriors will handle matters in the ancient martial arts world ourselves. What matters to the ten great ancient clans?"

"In the past in our ancient martial arts world, there were very few terrestrial martial gods. The big reason was the interference of the ten ancient clans."