Urban Super Dude

"Haha, Taoist Master Wang Ye is angry. There are risks in bragging. You need to be careful when pretending."

"Taoist Master Wang Ye has been practicing Qimen's art. He seems to be unable to wake up. He is not interested in anything. It is rare to see him in mood."

"Su Yang is miserable. He will probably be beaten to death when he meets Taoist Priest Wang Ye."

…

After hearing Wang Ye's words, many spectators immediately started talking and looked at Su Yang with pity.

Su Yang spread his hands and smiled, not taking Wang Ye's threat to heart.

Next, the twenty-to-ten game begins.

This round, Su Yang had a bye, so he could take the opportunity to see the trump cards of these geniuses.

The first match is Wudang Wangye versus Gonggashan Shamashayi.

At this moment.

Shamasayi has already appeared on the ring, facing Wang Ye from a distance.

She was still wearing a white dress, and her skirt was fluttering in the wind.

Shamashay did not wear a veil, and her beautiful face was exposed to the public. Her delicate facial features attracted all the attention.

It is worth mentioning that after Wang Ye let go of the harsh words with Su Yang, he returned to his previous state.

He was wearing a loose robe, sleepy, even a little hunched over, and looked listless.

As the on-site referee spoke, the game officially began.

Wang Ye yawned and urged: "Let's do it, finish it quickly, I'm going back to catch up on my sleep."

"Haha, Taoist Wang Ye, are you too trusting?" Shamasayi said with a soft smile.

Her voice is very nice, especially Yujie. As soon as she opened her mouth, she immediately attracted a large number of old perverts who cheered for her.

"Toda?"

Wang Ye shook his head and said, "No, you are no match for me, so don't waste your time."

"hehe!"

The smile on Shamasayi's face stopped abruptly and was replaced by a solemn look: "You won't know until you beat him to see if he is your opponent!"

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, Shamasayi flew towards Wang Ye very fast, almost turning into a white light.

She knew Wang Ye's strength and was recognized as the strongest, so she didn't hide her clumsiness from the beginning and used all her strength in her attack.

With Shamasayi's speed and strength, ordinary mid-level Shen Sect enemies would not be able to dodge or compete with him.

Seeing that his palm was getting closer and closer to Wang Ye, Shamasayi concluded that Wang Ye could not avoid it, so he couldn't help but sneer: "Wudang Wang Ye, that's all!"

But soon, Shamasayi's expression changed drastically.

Because just when she was about to hit Wang Ye, Wang Ye's figure suddenly disappeared.

"I told you, you are no match for me."

The next moment, Wang Ye appeared behind Shamasayi and said in a calm tone.

"snort!"

Although he was horrified, Shamashay did not admit defeat, quickly turned around and launched another attack.

The result was exactly the same as before, Shamasayi couldn't even touch Wang Ye's Taoist robe.

Next, Shamasayi attacked continuously, but Wang Ye dodged them all.

After a battle, Shamasayi discovered that Wang Ye was not moving very fast.

But it was as if he knew the direction of his attack in advance and could quietly avoid it every time.

The prophet!

This method is too terrifying!

"Let's finish it."

At this time, Wang Ye said lightly, and the next moment he suddenly took action and slapped Shamasayi with his palm.

But Shamasayi was able to advance to the top twenty. Naturally, he was not a vegetarian. His figure was almost at its extreme, leaving a shadow in place, and narrowly escaped Wang Ye's first attack.

Subsequently.

Shamasayi appeared five meters away, breathing heavily, with a layer of sweat on his forehead.

The movement technique just now is her strongest trump card. It is unpredictable and requires a lot of energy and energy to be used once.

"Um?"

Wang Ye missed his hand and stood there for a moment, then showed a smile: "Haha, yes, you can perform a move in my hand. You are proud enough. This year's Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition is indeed unusual. This is a tribute." Gashan’s secret skill, the Shadow Step, right?”

"The Taoist Master has great eyesight!"

Shamasayi wiped the sweat from his forehead, met Wang Ye's gaze, gritted his teeth and said, "I wonder if I can get an advantage from the Taoist Master with the Shadow Step!"

After saying that, Shamasayi jumped up, and there were many afterimages around the ring.

One, two, three... dozens of white figures appeared on the ring at the same time.

And these are just afterimages, only one of them is Shamasayi's true body.

"The Shadow Step is the secret skill of Gongga Mountain. Naturally, I have to be in awe of it, but you haven't practiced it to a great extent, so you can't get any advantage."

Wang Ye stood there and smiled softly: "However, you can force me to use some means."

After finishing his words, Wang Ye formed a seal with his hands and lightly stepped on the ground.

Buzz!

In an instant, a Bagua formation suddenly appeared and enveloped the entire arena.

Wang Ye, on the other hand, stood in the Gen position of the Bagua array, with a smile on his lips: "In the Bagua array, everything is under my control, and you have nowhere to hide."

"If you can let me use the Bagua Formation, you can return to Gongga Mountain and give an explanation to your elders."

With that said, Wang Ye stood in the Bagua array, raised his hand and waved lightly, and a terrifying force shot out towards the three o'clock direction.

boom!

The next moment, the afterimage of the scene disappeared, and then Shamasayi was seen falling under the ring.

At this time, Shamasayi had blood stains on the corners of his mouth and his face was slightly pale.

Obviously, Wang Ye's blow just now hit her real body and injured her.

"Is this the magic of Tianjimen? It's a good trick. I lost."

Shamasayi stood up, and did not become angry. Instead, he openly admitted his defeat, and then asked doubtfully: "I dare to ask, sir, is this your strongest method?"

Wang Ye dispersed the Bagua array and did not answer. Instead, he yawned and walked straight down the ring.

"Su Yang, I'm waiting for you to trample me under your feet."

Then, Wang Ye glanced at Su Yang and disappeared into the crowd.

"Wudang Wang Ye is unfathomable!"

Shamasayi looked at Wang Ye's back, muttered to himself in a taboo manner, and then left the scene.

"The winner is Wudang Wang Ye." Seeing this, the referee loudly announced the result of the competition.

Wang Ye's victory did not cause much sensation. After all, in the eyes of everyone, he was bound to win.

"Very strong."

In the audience, Su Yang smiled softly and said: "He has been planning it from the beginning. The moment Shamasayi stepped onto the ring, he was already destined to lose."

"The Eight Trigrams Formation of the Qimen Technique uses the entire arena as the base and itself as the variable to control the entire arena. It is indeed impressive."

Su Yang continued: "However, if this is all he has, he is not qualified to fight me. I hope he can give me a surprise."

After the competition between Wudang Wangye and Gonggashan Shamashayi ended, the Baizong Martial Arts Competition continued, and the on-site referee loudly said:

"In the second competition, Wang Fugui versus Huang Yinhu, two contestants are invited to enter!"