Martial Arts Reigns

So powerful! Many people were astonished, and some people quietly followed Ye Ming to see which arena he was looking for.

Before the next ring, Ye Ming stood still and observed the situation first.

Jianchi, challenge at the same level, the winner will get 500,000 Wuzun coins; in the warrior territory, challenge the winner with sword skills, and give 1 million Wuzun coins.

In front of the courtyard of Jianchi, two arenas were set up, and a first-rank warrior boy stood on one of the arenas. On the other arena was a young warrior of the fourth rank. There were many people around the ring, but no one came forward to challenge. There were quite a few people talking about it.

Jianchi is worthy of being one of the strongest holy places, and it is dominated by swordsmanship. These two arenas have been undefeated for more than ten consecutive games!

Jianchi dares to give such a high bonus, so he has the confidence. I heard that someone in Jianchi has cultivated the Youtian Black Emperor Sword. I'm afraid this Jianchi will rise!

It's been a long time since no one has challenged it. Is there no one today?

Dongqi Academy, Ye Ming is here to challenge!

As soon as the man finished speaking, Ye Ming jumped onto the swordsmanship arena. The fourth-rank warrior boy turned around, with ordinary appearance and ordinary temperament, but his eyes were cold and calm. He said indifferently: Sixth-rank warrior? So weak, dare to fight swords, are you looking for death? Do you have enough money with you?

Ye Ming threw the storage ring over and said, One million is not a lot.

The boy smiled and nodded: Very good, if I win another round with you, I will win ten million today, and I will get five million.

Ye Ming's heart moved: You look very confident.

The young man smiled hehe: Jianchi dominates Tianyuan with swordsmanship, and the background of it is beyond your comprehension.

Since that's the case, do you dare to make an extra bet with me? Ye Ming asked.

The boy's eyes flashed, he stared at Ye Ming and asked, How do you want to bet?

Ye Ming threw another storage ring over: There is another one million Wu Zun coins inside. If you lose, lose another one million. If I lose, this one million is your income alone.

Interesting! The boy laughed, I'll bet you!

Ye Ming pulled out the dragon armor sword with a choke, and said lightly: I will fight you with Liangyi swordsmanship.

I'll just use the 'Three Three Swords'. The young man said confidently, I hope you can persist in a few more moves, and don't lose too fast, otherwise it will be too boring.

Ye Ming held the sword in both hands. For some reason, the moves of the young man in green and the young man in red suddenly appeared in his mind.

The red-clothed boy had a few dead branches, and his strength intertwined, one split into two, two split into four, four quarters split into eight, forming a sword array in an instant. Although it is also a method of Gang Jin Sheng Talisman, it is much more subtle than him.

The six-element calculation array went through hundreds of millions of times in an instant, and the red-clothed boy's move was constantly decomposing, recombining, and comparing it with his Liangyi swordsmanship. With a snap of his fingers, he understood many mysteries in it.

Isn't Liangyi swordsmanship like this, Liangyi produces Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang produce four images, and four images produce gossip?

The six-element calculation array runs twice again, one life is two, two is four, four is eight, and the deduction continues. In an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, the long sword shook, and lightning pierced out.

Well done!

The young man gave a soft drink, and stabbed lightly with his sword. The moment the two swords came into contact, his sword light suddenly exploded, evolving in threes and advancing layer by layer, with endless mysteries.

Ye Ming's sword light, however, was only in a ball the size of a human head, retreating again and again, as if it would collapse at any time.

The Jianchi disciples watching the battle said one after another: Junior Brother Feng Tang's Sansan sword already has a trace of sword intent, this person is doomed!

Hehe, what a fool to compare swords with our sword pool? Now, his two million will belong to Junior Brother Feng Tang!

Hey! How can a mere Liangyi swordsmanship be compared with Sansan swordsmanship? Sansan swordsmanship has reached its peak, it can create threesan worlds, infinite caves, each cave contains a huge amount of sword energy, the power is simply terrifying!

Ye Ming's sword light receded and retreated, and suddenly, it was like a light divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and Zhou Tian. Then there was a thunder, and a magnificent killing formation was formed like that. With strong energy and murderous intent, Feng Tang's sword light suddenly dimmed, like a firefly under the moon and stars, insignificant, and instantly disintegrated.

What? Everyone was shocked and their eyes widened.

Feng Tang was under the sword light all over the sky, he could not see with his eyes, he could not hear with his ears, and when his fingers hurt, the long sword fell to the ground. Afterwards, the sword light dissipated, and the dragon armor pointed at his throat, as long as he sent it lightly, it could kill him.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he immediately said, I lost!

Ye Ming put away two million Wu Zun coins, and said lightly: There is no strongest swordsmanship in the world, only stronger!

He didn't leave immediately, but came to another arena.

The young man on the ring suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: Why, you want to fight me too?

Ye Ming said lightly: Although it is fighting at the same level, but my realm is lower than yours, you will not suffer.

The young man sneered: Okay! I will win the two million back for Junior Brother Feng Tang!

What? You also want to raise your bet? Ye Ming smiled, and someone gave him a pillow if he really wanted to sleep.

Today's competition, I won seven million, and I got three and a half million in my hand. That's it, the three million and five million, together with the original half a million, I bet with you.

Four million? Ye Ming nodded, Okay! I'll follow you!

Without hesitation, he threw four million Wuzun coins on the ground.

The young man said: Let me introduce myself, I am Chu Jingtao, a first-rank warrior, the Son of Sword Pond, and also the main force participating in the Qianlong list.

Ye Ming said lightly: Dongqi Academy, Ye Ming, the only person in the academy to participate in the list of potential warriors.

Chu Jingtao said: Although I set up a challenge here, my swordsmanship is far superior to Junior Brother Feng Tang. I see that your swordsmanship is amazing, and I want to compete with you, do you dare?

Ye Ming said lightly: Why don't you dare, please!

Chu Jingtao showed his long sword and said: This sword is called Jinghong. It has been sleeping in the sword pool for three thousand years, and it was awakened by me half a year ago. I am practicing a holy martial art, Sword of the Little Heavens, Please enlighten me!

Ye Ming was calm on the surface, but he was actually quite shocked in his heart. Regardless of whether it is Feng Tang or Chu Jingtao, they are all wealthy, and their boldness can be seen from the fact that they dare to gamble with millions of Wuzun coins at will. Obviously, their wealth is more than a few million Wuzun coins.

If there is a chance, it is more important to visit the Holy Land. He thought to himself, Even entering the Holy Land, with a backer, is much easier than trying to make money alone.

This idea flashed by, he showed his sword style, and still used Liangyi swordsmanship to fight against the enemy.

Under the stage, someone from the Yin-Yang sect ran over at some point, and someone said in surprise, Huh? Isn't that Liangyi swordsmanship? Who is this person? Why don't I know him?