Young Martial God

It was a terrifying existence equivalent to a Tranquil Stage or even a Virtualized realm.    

These enormous beasts could shatter the sky and shatter the earth with just a single hand, covering the sky and covering the clouds.    

Hu Cheng's body emitted an extremely terrifying pressure. His aura was condensed in the air, and it was like the top of a huge dragon, and its momentum shook the heavens and the earth.    

Hu Cheng's entire arm was covered by scales, and his aura was still growing. It was very terrifying.    

Ye Zhi's eyes lit up. He stared at Hu Cheng, who was full of killing intent, and took a deep breath.    

"I've struggled for two months, and let me see the strength of the Tyrant Body."    

Ye Zhi murmured softly. His body trembled and his skin trembled. It was as if there were countless small snakes wriggling under his skin. It was a frightening sight.    

As the energy surged out, Ye Zhi's aura changed drastically as well.    

If it was in the past, the Tyrant Qi on his body could still be faintly seen. Now, it had completely erupted.    

His clothes fluttered, and his starry brows and sword-like eyes looked down upon the world.    

At this moment, Ye Zhi was like a god. The brutal aura of a Tyrant was wreaking havoc all over his body, and waves of air were surging.    

His eyes were glowing as he stared at Hu Cheng without fear.    

Even the pressure of the dragon race had lost its color under the pressure of the qi.    

On the surface of Ye Zhi's body, a ray of light slowly wriggled. Like a Light Screen, it covered his entire body. The surging power gradually dispersed.    

"Dragon Strike!"    

Hu Cheng roared. His body swayed as he used his right hand. His dragon-shaped right hand swept out.    

Bang! Bang!    

A black wave turned into a dragon palm. The black scales were vivid and lifelike, as if they were real. Violent power flowed out like waves.    

Hu Cheng was like a black dragon. With the power to destroy the sky and earth, he lunged at Ye Zhi.    

Wherever he went, the void collapsed. A shocking power spread out in all directions.    

The Clear Mind Stage rehearsals in the distance were shocked when they saw this scene. They raised their hands, and a protective wall separated the two of them.    

"One aperture strength!"    

Ye Zhi's eyes froze as he shouted.    

Bang ~    

A hidden acupoint in his body was like a dam breaking. A terrifying force surged out like a torrential river, instantly merging into every part of Ye Zhi's body.    

Bang!    

He stared at Hu Cheng and punched out.    

"Tsk tsk, you think I can't withstand a single blow like those people? You're wrong, Ye Zhi!"    

Hu Cheng burst into laughter when he saw this scene. His dragon palm descended swiftly.    

Bang!    

"F * ck!"    

Hu!    

The dense crowd below the stage burst out with curses. All of them opened their eyes wide and were dumbstruck.    

"What kind of level has his body been refined to?" Yan Long bit his lips. Only this pain allowed him to confirm that what he saw was real.    

"If this is his true strength, then he's on par with me." Gui Chong's pupils constricted and he sucked in a breath of air in his heart. Although the expression on his face was not as intense as most people, it was not far off.    

"If he still has the strength that he hasn't shown yet, then it's hard to say." Gui Chong smiled bitterly.    

Ye Zhi was still hiding his strength?    

Gui Chong and Yan Long looked at each other with shock in their eyes.    

"He is able to defeat the dragon-shaped Hu Cheng with just his body alone. This man is way too exaggerated!" Yan Long had a heavy expression on his face.    

Even he felt some pressure from Ye Zhi at this moment.    

It could be seen clearly.    

Although he knew that Ye Zhi could not beat him, he always had a feeling that Ye Zhi could not beat him. It wouldn't take long for Ye Zhi to leave him behind.    

This scene was too shocking, making people speechless.    

In the battle circle.    

Using the power of his acupoints to fight against the dragon palm, Ye Zhi finally took a step back. Up until now, this was the first time he was forced back by the opponent.    

On the other hand, Hu Cheng took eight steps back.    

Victory and defeat were already decided.    

"That's impossible!" Hu Cheng stared at Ye Zhi in a daze. His dragon-shaped arm was trembling, and blood was seeping out of the scales.    

Under the blessing of his innate divine power, he didn't gain the upper hand, and was even injured because of it.    

Hu Cheng's mind was blank as he stared at Ye Zhi in disbelief.    

"Dragon shape, this power is really terrifying." Ye Zhi was also shocked.    

He wasn't feeling too good either.    

However, with the help of the qi of the Tyrant, his physical strength was restored.    

"Hu Cheng, I'm going to attack." Ye Zhi's eyes turned cold as he smiled at Hu Cheng.    

"The power of two acupoints."    

Bang!    

The terrifying power of the second acupoint gushed out, causing Ye Zhi's entire body to tremble unceasingly.    

Hu Cheng's pupils constricted, and his eyes were filled with shock.    

"Ye Zhi, don't be too arrogant." Hu Cheng had a ferocious look on his face. Under everyone's gaze, he quickly took out a crystal bottle and consumed it.    

Bang!    

In an instant, his Qi rose explosively, and it was twice as strong as before.    

"Cloud-Sweeping Spiritual Water?" Ye Zhi squinted his eyes. He was slightly surprised, but then he sneered.    

"What did Hu Cheng drink? His cultivation base has improved so much."    

"I think it's the Triple Cloud Surging Spirit Water."    

"Tsk tsk, Ye Zhi's strength isn't even at the One Thought Stage realm. Hu Cheng was forced to drink the Triple Cloud Spirit Water when fighting him. How interesting."    

"Hu Cheng, can you give me some face?"    

Seeing this scene, the audience looked at each other, and even the eyes of many Successor Disciples were filled with disdain.    

However, the Hundred Battle within the sect did not explicitly state that it was not allowed to consume spirit water and other things.    

Therefore, the referee merely rolled his eyes and did not stop him.    

"Ye Zhi, I will let you know how powerful I am." After consuming the Cloud-Shaking Spiritual Water, a dragon scale actually appeared between Hu Cheng's brows. He was burning with rage.    

As a cultivator of One Thought Stage, he was actually injured by a single strike from Ye Zhi.    

Where did he keep his face?    

Bang!    

As soon as Hu Cheng finished speaking, Ye Zhi stomped his foot. The terrifying strength actually caused two marks to appear on the solid surface of the road.    

"This speed is really frightening." A Successor Disciple cried out in shock.    

An illusion flashed past, and sparks flew in the air. The terrifying speed actually caused the air to explode.    

"Rising Dragon Strike."    

Hu Cheng shouted and punched out. A black dragon phantom appeared on his fist. Dragon roars sounded in the arena.    

Bang!    

As they clashed, a figure flew out and hit the defensive wall heavily. Then, he fell to the ground.    

"Hu Cheng still lost." Yan Long's eyes were filled with shock.    

Gui Chong was speechless.    

He wasn't interested in such a battle at first. It was only because he recalled the scene in Desolate Cave that he became interested and came to observe it.    

Unexpectedly, he witnessed such a shocking scene.    

It was probably the most shocking scene in the history of the sect, the Hundred Battle.    

"What kind of material is this man made of?" Gui Chong's heart was in turmoil. Ye Zhi had yet to reach the One Thought Stage realm, but his physical strength was already on par with him.    

Gui Chong's talent could be imagined if he could be ranked fourth in the Successor Disciple. Even if he was placed in the sect, he would still be an outstanding genius.    

But at this time, he felt a sense of inferiority.    

This all came from Ye Zhi.    

An expert who had yet to reach the One Thought Stage realm actually gave him, a peak Mid Rank One Thought expert, a huge suppression.    

If word of this got out, perhaps not many people would believe it.    

Xie Han stared at Ye Zhi with a stunned expression. His expression was completely frozen. This had already exceeded his expectations.    

Ye Zhi had actually defeated Hu Cheng, and he was even the Hu Cheng who consumed the Rolling Cloud Spirit Water.    

His eyes were filled with thick killing intent.    

There was also a kind of resentment that he could not control.    

He must not let Ye Zhi go.    

How old was he? He could defeat the cultivator of One Thought Stage with just the strength of his body. If he was given some time, it wouldn't take long. Even he wouldn't be able to suppress it.    

How would Ye Zhi deal with him when he was defeated?    

"Ye Zhi, it was my mistake this time." Xie Han's face darkened as he stared at Ye Zhi. He gritted his teeth and said, "I underestimated you. We have only just started. Just you wait."    

If Ye Zhi didn't die, he would be the one to die.    4

Survival of the fittest was this cruel.    

"I lost, I lost..." Hu Cheng collapsed to the ground, blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. The dragon scale had quietly retreated, and his entire right arm was stained with blood. It was unbearable to look at it directly.    

He raised his head and looked at Ye Zhi, and a trace of resentment appeared in his eyes.    

Ye Zhi looked coldly at Hu Cheng, and he was not at ease with him.    

Hu Cheng was no longer a threat.    

One must know that he did not display all of his strength now.    

He had a premonition. If he could activate the power of three acupoints at once, he would be able to fight a Middle Rank of One Thought Stage warrior.    

"Final battle."    

The Clear Mind Stage judge was stunned. He was already numb.    

The last Successor Disciple slowly stepped forward.    

Ye Zhi looked up. Early One Thought Stage realm.    

As the finale person, his strength was not to be underestimated.    

"I surrender." After that person stepped out, a bitter smile appeared on his face, shocking everyone.    

Everyone was in an uproar, but they were relieved.    

One had to understand that after Hu Cheng consumed the Rushing Cloud Spiritual Water, his cultivation level was on par with his.    

However, he still let Ye Zhi defeat him easily.    

Who knew that Ye Zhi did not hide his strength? Even if he did not hide his strength, he could not defeat Ye Zhi.    

Hence, the final battle was no longer important. It was better to be quick and surrender. He could still give Ye Zhi face.    

Ye Zhi was a little surprised that his opponent had surrendered. Then, he nodded slightly at him.    

The Clear Mind Stage judge looked at Qin Yue on the stage. Seeing the complicated expression on his face, he nodded.    

"Next, I will announce the result of Hundred Battle. Ye Zhi has successfully cleared the level, and he will retain his identity as a Successor Disciple." The Clear Mind Stage judge took a deep breath and stared at Ye Zhi with a complicated expression. He shouted loudly.    

The audience was completely silent.    

"The direct descendant of Ye."    

Suddenly, a voice sounded.    

Ye Zhi looked towards the source of the voice. It was Zeng Lin.    

"The direct descendant of Ye." Zeng Lin called out again.    

"The direct descendant of Ye."    

"The direct descendant of Ye."    

Baili Tong, Nangong Xuan, and the others followed suit.    

"Ye Linzi."    

...    

With their lead, under the shock of Ye Zhi's astonishing performance, more people joined in.    

Finally, in the arena, thousands of people shouted at the same time, looking at Ye Zhi.    

It was a magnificent scene.    

In the crowd, Xie Han's face was dark. He glanced at Hu Cheng in the distance and scolded, "Good-for-nothing."    

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Ye Zhi unwillingly and left quickly. A few more people followed behind him.    

Ye Zhi stared at the dense crowd in front of him. That deafening shout made his heart move and his blood boil.    

Strands of eyes looked over. They were full of respect, passion, worship, and fanaticism.    

It was the exact opposite of the last time he was here.    

Ye Zhi knew very well that all the applause and cheers were earned with strength.    

No matter when or where, only the strong would be respected.    

The weak could only be rolled at by others, struggling to survive at the bottom.