Chapter 11 (2/2)

His feet lightly stepped on the ground and he suddenly flew into the air, like a bird flying in the air, drawing an arc, flying quickly, at the same time, he struck out at Lei Yang who was on the other side of the circle.

This palm seemed to be light and light, but after it was released, a tyrannical ma.s.s of sixth level Spirit Qi rushed out from his palm, instantly transforming into a gigantic palm print, that, like a cloud, rumbled towards Lei Yang.

”Cloud Transforming Palm! Heavens! This is the Cloud Transforming Palm that can only be cultivated at the sixth level of spirit energy. This young master Ming has just made his move, isn't he a bit too ruthless? But it looks like he's really angry today.” Sigh! This disciple will pray for himself! ”

The moment Lei Ming made his move, a few people in the crowd shouted in shock, but the sound was not loud, as they obviously did not dare to offend Lei Ming.

”Brat, don't worry. I won't cripple you in a moment, because I just found some fun. However, if you really get crippled by my Cloud Transformation Palm, it won't be a waste. That would be your honor.” Lei Ming said arrogantly.

Although Lei Yang seemed to only be paying attention to the pill bag in the center of the arena, he was actually on guard all the time. This was because he understood Lei Ming too well, and he knew that it was absolutely impossible for Lei Ming to allow him to obtain the pill bag so easily.

Even if Lei Ming had the chance to obtain the pill bag, he would not even take it, and would only stop after crippling him, and seeing the palm print that was as thick as the clouds rus.h.i.+ng towards him, Lei Yang felt extremely calm, but his expression was one of panic, as though he was unable to fully utilize it.

He immediately stomped on the ground with both feet, relying entirely on his body's brute force to make his entire body shoot backwards. In an instant, he was almost out of the attack range of the palm imprint. However, he forced himself to slow down.

But in the eyes of an outsider, it was as if he was lacking power, causing his body to be eventually struck by the palm imprint. At the same time, he borrowed the power of the palm imprint to fly backwards, as though he had been sent flying by Lei Ming's palm.

After falling to the ground, he rolled over continuously before spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. He crawled up with great difficulty and his disheveled clothes were tattered. He looked to be in an extremely sorry state.

All of this happened in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, and it was even more reasonable. All of the links were too lifelike, to the point where no one doubted that Lei Yang had actually done all of this deliberately.

He could only do this for two reasons. One was to test out how strong his physical body's defensive capabilities were, and the other was to confuse Lei Ming, causing him to relax his guard and then find a chance to defeat Lei Ming in one strike.

However, Lei Ming still had three or four followers, and their cultivation were all at least at the third or fourth level of Qi Level. The Thunder Fist could not be revealed too early, and if he could not defeat it with a single blow, it would be difficult for him to escape, which would bring about a lot of unnecessary trouble.

”Haha, it's only been one round, but it's already a bit unbearable!” ”No way, no way, this young master hasn't had enough fun yet!” Seeing Lei Yang in such a sorry state, Lei Ming was even more pleased than before. The eccentricity in his heart had been greatly satisfied. He was standing in the middle circle, and the pill bag was easily within his grasp, yet he chose to walk around the pill bag and come straight for Lei Yang.

Lei Yang had long antic.i.p.ated that Lei Ming would act in such a way, so he was not surprised at all in his heart, but on the surface, he seemed even more panicked and unsettled.

And at this time, the commotion on stage had also attracted the attention of the Pill Pavilion disciples, seeing how Lei Ming was bullying others too much, they wanted to stop him, but the bet was not over, and all the fights were done according to the rules, so they could only helplessly watch.

Even Pill Pavilion's Patriarch, Lei Tong, had a gloomy and cold look in his eyes when he looked at the plaza. Even though Lei Ming was used to being tyrannical, and he had long hated Lei Ming, but he was unable to personally stop him from doing so. After all, this was within the limits of the clan rules.

”Actually, you don't have to feel inferior. After taking a palm from me, you weren't crippled in the end. Your body is quite decent. Come, come, why don't you try out my cultivation technique?” Lei Ming acted like a good person and started to comfort Lei Yang, but before he finished, he suddenly punched again.

This was a set of ”Tiger Form Fist”. Although it was a shallow cultivation technique, with his cultivation base at the sixth level of spirit energy, it still seemed quite formidable.

A fierce tiger formed from spirit energy suddenly charged out, roaring towards Lei Yang's neck, as though it wanted to bite his neck off.

The result was not surprising. Only with an extremely strained effort did Lei Yang manage to avoid this fist strike, but his entire body appeared to be in an even more miserable state.

It caused Lei Yang to dodge frequently, and basically did not have any strength to fight back. Every time was filled with danger, in order to barely avoid the dangerous attacks, which made the surrounding disciples feel fear in their hearts.

However, no one knew that although Lei Yang looked to be in complete chaos, he had actually been secretly acc.u.mulating his strength, waiting for the right moment. Even the illusion of him bewitching his opponent appeared to be perfect, and was incomparably real. In the end, he looked weaker and weaker, as if he would collapse at any moment.

As he watched Lei Yang, who no longer had any form of resistance and posed no threat whatsoever, the distance between him and Lei Yang gradually got closer.'s attacks also seemed to be extremely casual, because in his eyes, this was no longer a fight, but a monkey act.

Just as Lei Ming once again attacked Lei Yang with an extremely casual punch, he was already less than two steps away from Lei Yang, and his chest even revealed a large amount of s.p.a.ce. The cave entrance was wide open, and he himself did not know this, but when he looked at Lei Yang, his eyes were still filled with ridicule.

But right at that moment, a cold smile appeared on Lei Yang's weak face.

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