"This……"

The onlookers outside the martial arts arena all seemed stunned.

Once or twice, maybe it can be called a coincidence.

But being able to predict the trajectory of the opponent's attack three times in a row, isn't this a bit too unbelievable?

however.

This is not the most incredible thing.

The scene that really made everyone present, including the fairy Lingmiao who had full confidence in He Yuan in the morning, almost drop their jaws was.

At the moment when He Yuan's body hit Wei Yuan's chest, this guy suddenly stopped half a meter away from Wei Yuan. Then, his upper body suddenly bent backwards, making a bridge-like movement that puzzled everyone.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, the third flying sword suddenly popped out from Wei Yuan's waist, drawing a huge arc out of thin air, and just passed by He Yuan's chest and abdomen as his upper body bent backward.

"Pfft!"

Because the two were too close to each other, the flying sword that had brushed past He Yuan's chest and abdomen continued to move forward and pierced Wei Yuan's left shoulder.

Fortunately, Wei Yuan controlled the power of the third flying sword in time, so that it only broke his skin and flesh but did not penetrate into his bone marrow.

At this moment.

Outside the martial arts arena, almost everyone was shocked by this scene and opened their mouths wide.

What shocked them was not that Wei Yuan could actually control the third flying sword. Even many elders or peak masters of the Wanxian Sect could not do that.

What really made them feel unbelievable was He Yuan's control of the timing of the appearance of the third flying sword.

That's really a wonderful touch!

If He Yuan had been a step slower in dodging, it would have been him, He Yuan, who would have been stabbed by Wei Yuan's third flying sword.

And if He Yuan had dodged a little faster, then after Wei Yuan sacrificed the third flying sword, seeing that he could not hurt He Yuan, he would definitely control the speed of the flying sword at the first moment to avoid accidentally hurting himself.

It was precisely because He Yuan controlled the timing of his dodge just right that Wei Yuan was stabbed by the third flying sword he had summoned.

this moment.

Wei Yuan, the leader of the younger generation of the Wanxian Sect, a ninth-level genius who was able to control three flying swords at a young age, was eclipsed by He Yuan, whose cultivation level was four small levels lower than his!

Pulling out the flying sword stuck in his shoulder, Wei Yuan ignored the blood flowing out of the wound, and said with a grim look on his face: "Junior Brother He, I have to admit that you are indeed alert enough to sense my attack in advance. But next, I will directly control these three flying swords to besiege you, and I want to see how you can break it..."

After he finished speaking, he moved his mind and three flying swords flew out at the same time, forming a "品" shape and attacking He Yuan from top, middle and bottom.

He Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was about to resolve the three attacking flying swords one by one.

Suddenly.

at this time.

Suddenly, Murong Can, the head of Tianhe Peak, said in a deep voice: "Yuan'er, you lost this fight, so you should withdraw now!"

"Ding Ding Ding!"

At the same time, the three flying swords controlled by Wei Yuan to attack He Yuan suddenly hit an iron wall, making three crisp sounds of metal clashing, and then fell to the ground one by one.

Wei Yuan clenched his fists tightly, bit his lips hard, looked at Murong Can unwillingly, and said: "Master, I haven't lost yet..."

"That's it!"

Murong Can sighed and said, "He Yuan, who is at the fifth stage of foundation building, fought against you, who is at the ninth stage of foundation building, but you accidentally hurt yourself with your flying sword. That is enough to show that you are too eager to win now, and you can no longer fight the enemy calmly. In this state, even if you can win, it will be a miserable victory, and you may accidentally hurt your fellow disciples."

"so!"

He said, "Before the worst happens, this fight ends here. You were accidentally injured by your own flying sword due to a careless move, so you are judged to have lost this fight. After you go back, you should stay in seclusion for a month to hone your character!"

Hearing his master's unquestionable tone, Wei Yuan opened his mouth, but finally did not dare to say anything more. He could only turn around and leave the training ground in disappointment.

rear.

He Yuan watched the dejected back of the senior brother from Tianhe Peak as he left, then raised his head and glanced at Murong Can outside the venue, and a subtle look immediately flashed in his eyes.

Although Murong Can's words just now were asking Wei Yuan to admit defeat, he was actually making excuses for his beloved disciple, saying that the reason why Wei Yuan was injured by the flying sword he controlled was because he was too eager to win and his mentality was not calm enough...

The subconscious mind is also telling everyone that if Wei Yuan had not been provoked by your words, He Yuan, and everyone was fighting calmly and fairly, you, He Yuan, would never have been able to defeat Wei Yuan in any way!

"hehe!"

He Yuan couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart, thinking that you two, master and disciple, should be thankful that you admitted defeat in advance.

otherwise.

If the fight continues, I'm afraid I will humiliate you, my beloved disciple Murong Can, until he is left with nothing but underwear!

However, He Yuan is not the kind of person who would not give in even if he is right.

Now, through this competition with Wei Yuan, he has completely gotten rid of the label of a playboy and achieved his goal of becoming a leader of the younger generation of the Wanxian Sect.

Therefore, there is no need to kill Wei Yuan completely.

After all, everyone belongs to the same sect, and there is no deep hatred between the two sides. A simple humiliation and lesson will be enough. If the suppression is too harsh, it will cause a backlash from the other side.

If things get out of control, it will be terrible.

After calmly leaving the martial arts arena, He Yuan had no time to return to Fairy Lingmiao before he was surrounded by Su Jiner and other female disciples from Yunhai Peak.

All the girls congratulated him respectfully.

Su Jin'er looked him up and down with curiosity on her face and said, "Mr. He, I just learned that you have actually created a body of all spirits! No wonder it took me so long to barely break through a small level, while you have soared all the way and now have been promoted to the fifth level of foundation building?"

"Speaking of which, Mr. He, you have always been an unlearned and undisciplined person, how come you were able to create a rare and rare body of all spirits?"

"By the way, how did you predict the moves that Wei Toad would make just now? Hehe, didn't you see the dark look on Wei Toad's face when he left the martial arts arena? It was as exciting as it could be!"

The girl asked He Yuan three questions in a row.

As a result, all He Yuan could hear was her non-stop chattering.

Fortunately, at this time, Senior Sister Xu Miaojin finally spoke.

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