"Your name is Ye Yun, and I have also listened to your tips in the examination of the heart refining hall."

Looking at ye Yunzhao coming to the stage, the young man stood quietly, without any emotional fluctuation in his eyes and said, "so you can rest assured that I will not kill you today. Remember my name is Murong Wuji. We should have a chance to meet in the future. "

Ye Yun's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, not because the teenager was too arrogant, but because he could not feel the cultivation of the young man opposite him.

It seems that there is no spiritual power fluctuation on this young man, but his body gives him an extremely heavy feeling.

"It seems that there is a spirit instrument on him."

Ye Yun looked at Murong traceless one eye, said: "otherwise will not be so confident."

"You can do it." Murong no trace does not answer, just light said, put Buddha in his eyes, ye Yun is not his opponent to consider at all.

"Then be careful."

The look on Ye Yun's face did not have any fluctuation. He took a step forward, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly surged wildly.

He didn't mean to underestimate the enemy because of Murong no trace's arrogance. On the contrary, he felt vaguely that the Murong Wuling in front of him was probably the strongest opponent he met after entering Tianjian sect. Ye Yun had an intuition that the real threat of the young man in front of him was not under Qu Yiping and Duan CHENFENG.

The sound of waves crashing on the bank rings in Ye Yun's body. Even some disciples in yellow robes have changed their faces. It is intuitive that ye Yun's spiritual power is not comparable to that of other disciples in the inner world.

However, Murong no trace is still motionless, just a light cold hum.

"What's the origin of Murong? Look at him coming out of our West Hall. "

"I don't know. It seems that I didn't see any outstanding performance before. It took a long time to win the last few battles."

"Now his breath is strange. He must have used some hidden spirit."

The new disciples in the challenge arena were talking about Murong. They had no impression of Murong. They seemed to appear out of thin air. Even if he had just come all the way, they didn't pay attention to it.

On the top of the left side of the challenge arena of the Yanwu hall, the elder LAN and the elder were all keeping their eyes closed, but at this time their eyes fell on Murong's traceless body, and there was a trace of strange light in their eyes.

"Murong has no trace? It seems that we have lost our eyes. " Chunyuyan elder looked at the orchid elder and others beside him, and suddenly gave a smile and said.

"Murong no trace Murong... "Lan elder frowned," what's the relationship with that man? "

"Just look at it." Chunyuyan's eyes fell on the No. 3 challenge arena and swept past Murong's traceless face.

On the challenge arena, Murong no trace seems to feel something. He suddenly raises his head, and his eyes are like electricity.

"Can you feel my eyes?" Chunyu Yan's elder was slightly stunned, and then he laughed: "it's not simple."

Murong traceless looked back, and then drooped his eyelids, "Ye Yun, you still do not hand?"

Ye Yun's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Just at the moment of Murong's traceless turn, he somehow suddenly felt extremely strong danger, and a strong impulse gushed from his body, which made his body's blood flow a little faster.

However, just as he was impulsive and was about to make a move, a cold feeling suddenly appeared in his mind and immediately calmed him down.

At this time, he had some reactions. Murong no trace seems to have cultivated a kind of skill, which can influence the opponent's mood invisibly.

The trace of cold flowing through his mind makes Ye Yun feel a little familiar, which seems to be the breath produced by the spirit wine residue made by the seven elders.

In other words, it was the power of the seven elder's spirit liquid to calm him down.

If he had not just tried the power of the spirit liquid, he might have fallen into some inexplicable danger.

"If it's not, I'm afraid it's already done." Ye Yun looked at Murong traceless, not cold not light said this.

Hear ye Yun such words, Murong traceless face finally has a trace of expression, his eyes flash a little surprised.

"You make me look at you in a new way, but it's not bad. Otherwise, I won't be able to use you if your cultivation is too low." Murong's voice is still green and astringent, but old-fashioned, a kind of arrogant from the bone.

Ye Yun took a look at Murong without a trace, and seemed to want to speak. But at this moment, he stepped out, and the white halo on his right fist flashed faintly. The shadow of his fist passed by, bringing a Zizi sound and breaking through the air.

He put all his strength into it.

This Murong no trace makes him feel too dangerous.

A gust of wind first shot Murong traceless body, Murong no trace eyes suddenly flashed a wisp of fine awn, not surprised but happy: "really good!"

Ye Yun's fist was not fancy, nor was it inspired by immortal skills. It was just a simple one, which could not even be said to be the simplest martial art.However, it can be said that this fist can not be resisted by looking at the five levels of internal breathing of the whole body training state, because the spiritual power contained in this fist is far beyond the level that the five levels of body building can bear.

This fist, unexpectedly, is the basic martial arts skill smashed out the immortal skill like strength.

Murong traceless did not make any dodge action. He also took a step forward, and his right fist came out with a faint soft light. He also chose the simplest attack to confront Ye Yun.

Boom!

Two iron fists hit each other fiercely, the dull sound exploded in the air, two invisible Qi forces burst out in all directions, and the space was slightly shocked.

Equal share!

On the challenge arena, the two men changed their positions and still stood quietly. It seemed that there was no winner or loser.

"It's hard to resist the power of this fist, even if it's the cultivation of six levels of body building and mind opening. What a surprise! Ye Yun, you have cultivated your spiritual power to such a powerful and pure state. " Murong no trace in the eyes of the surprise has disappeared, he is still proud of the appearance, slowly said.

Ye Yun did not speak, but the shock in his heart was turned into a trace of cold.

Murong's fist, however, offsets all his attacks. However, there is no residual fist strength to attack. It seems that the two men's fists are exactly the same.

It's impossible for two people to have the same fist strength. Murong made his fist after he had no trace. Then he must have seen the power of Ye Yun's fist, so he chose the same one. In the end, there was such a result.

Murong Wuji reaches out his hand to Ye Yun, indicating that ye Yun can go on.

"No need."

Ye Yun was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "I admit defeat."

"What?"

The vast majority of the disciples are still in the shock of the power of the two sides. In their view, the two people are basically equal. This fist is only a warm-up for the two people who are evenly matched. How can ye Yun admit defeat directly?

Murong traceless is also slightly stunned, he did not expect Ye Yun to admit defeat directly.

"I'm really not your opponent. The elder can see that I won't punish me if I admit defeat directly like this." Ye Yun's face is to restore calm, he looked at Murong no trace, there is not much emotional fluctuation said. Although it's just a punch, he has confirmed that Murong Wuji's spiritual power is stronger than him. Moreover, since Murong Wuji has even invisible means to affect his mood, there must be some immortal skills that have not been used. After all, the means to affect his mood are more difficult to obtain than ordinary immortal skills. If he fights against such opponents again, he may not be able to conceal the secret of black and white brilliance The Presbyterians are seen above.

"I can't imagine that you can maintain such calm and judgment at such a time. It seems that I have to reevaluate you." Murong no trace suddenly had a deep smile.

"I admit defeat, ye Yun, the next competition, but don't let me down."

After laughing, he turned and swept down the ring.

"What does that mean?"

"Ye Yun admits defeat, he even admits defeat directly?"

"How could you just sweep down the arena like this?"

There was an uproar under the stage, and many students were completely stunned and didn't know what this meant.

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