Chapter 420: Shock
"You..."
Xu Yang's one word, "clown," directly caused Su Zhe to lose his composure.
Last year, the Su family was in a precarious situation, and he was full of ambition, wanting to make a name for himself in the outer sect grand competition and support the collapsing building.
First, he challenged Xu Yang to build momentum, then planned to defeat those ranked ahead of him in the grand competition.
Who would have thought that when he met those on the Ten Elites list, he couldn't beat a single one, becoming the "clown who bullies the weak and fears the strong" in Jiang Fan's mouth.
"Sharp-tongued, draw your weapon!"
Su Zhe took a deep breath, suppressing the killing intent in his heart, and pulled the sword from his waist.
Although he really wanted to kill Xu Yang, there were too many big figures around, and he still had to maintain the demeanor of a great family's descendant.
Xu Yang shook his head: "I don't need a weapon to beat you. Make your move. You've challenged me several times; let me see if you have real ability or if you're just a wine-bag and rice-sack who only knows how to talk big."
Su Zhe was furious: "No weapon is no weapon, stop talking big, watch me defeat you in ten moves."
The aura of Perfection Gang Qi surged from his body, and the silver longsword in his hand emitted a buzzing tremor, with Gang Qi pouring into the sword body like a tide.
The sword light flickered, and red light flashed.
Su Zhe swept his sword horizontally, and a sword aura like a red moon surged out.
"They've started fighting, I wonder who is stronger!"
The disciples watching under the ring became excited instantly, their eyes fixed tightly on the two figures on the ring.
"Of course it's Su Zhe. Although his character isn't great and he only knows how to bully the weak and fear the strong, his Ten Elites ranking is at least above Xu Yang's."
"The Ten Elites ranking is hard to get wrong; not everyone is Lu Ren, who can rewrite the Ten Elites list."
"Su Zhe is at least a young master of the Su family; how could he not beat Xu Yang? As long as Xu Yang can hold out for ten moves, the one who will lose face will be Su Zhe."
……
On the stage, while slashing out the sword aura, Su Zhe also moved.
His figure seemed to turn into a sword light, suddenly disappearing from where he stood, the sound of the air being torn apart stinging the eardrums.
At the same time, Xu Yang also moved.
He stretched out a finger and gently pointed forward, accurately and unerringly pointing at the incoming sword aura.
"Ding!"
"Crack!"
Like the clash of gold and iron, a shattering sound rang out, and dense cracks covered the sword aura.
As everyone widened their eyes, this sword aura, which was enough to pierce gold and crack stone, exploded like foam, and the surging force emitted a roar.
Su Zhe's pupils contracted violently, and his speeding figure stopped abruptly.
One finger—Xu Yang used only one finger to defeat the sword aura he had sent out, and he used his flesh and blood, without even using Gang Qi.
"Hiss!"
The whole arena was filled with the sound of gasping, all stunned by this one finger.
"Is his finger made of gold and iron? The sword aura couldn't even hurt his skin?" Someone said with an expression of disbelief.
When Su Zhe swung the sword aura, they all thought Xu Yang would dodge or use Gang Qi to confront Su Zhe's sword aura, but they didn't expect him to point a finger and defeat Su Zhe's sword aura.
"His physical body..."
Lu Ren was shocked, his eyes fixed tightly on Xu Yang's finger, wanting to see if it was injured, but he found that the finger was as smooth as jade, without even a white mark.
"Haha... stupid, right? You really thought Xu Yang was trash? He practiced martial arts with Lu Ren, but in the martial arts examination, it was Lu Ren who lost. You really thought someone who could suppress Lu Ren would be defeated by you in ten moves?"
Sun Tao laughed, feeling as if a breath had been released, his whole body feeling comfortable.
His Junior Brother Xu was finally going to show his edge.
What ninth of the Ten Elites? Just a chicken or a dog. If it weren't for keeping a low profile, Li Chuyang could have suppressed him.
When his Junior Brother Xu was cleansing his marrow, Li Chuyang, Du Chuan, and these people were still grinding at the marrow cleansing bottleneck.
One by one, these clowns really thought his Junior Brother Xu was trash.
"How is this possible..." On the high platform, Su Man, who was waiting for Su Zhe to defeat Xu Yang in ten moves, had her eyes wide open.
Wasn't Xu Yang a mud-legged person? Wasn't he the tenth of the Ten Elites? How could he be so powerful?
Was Su Zhe showing mercy?
Otherwise, how could his sword aura not even cut through Xu Yang's skin?
"What?"
Yuan Gang also stood up, his face full of shock.
He thought Xu Yang could hold out for ten moves against Su Zhe, which would be worthy of the name of the Ten Elites, but he never expected the scene before him to be so astonishing.
Now it wasn't a question of whether Xu Yang could hold out for ten moves, but whether Su Zhe could hold out for ten moves.
Not even using Gang Qi was this terrifying; if he used Gang Qi, he couldn't even imagine the result.
In an instant, a feeling of regret filled his heart. Looking at it this way, Xu Yang was likely going to rewrite the Ten Elites ranking just like Lu Ren.
"Major Success Pure Origin Gold-Splitting Finger!"
On the high platform, Ding Yuan saw the mystery of Xu Yang's finger.
Because he had also practiced the Pure Origin Gold-Splitting Finger. This finger technique was sold in the black market all year round, and many people had practiced it, but those who could bring it to Major Success were few and far between.
"Pure Origin Gold-Splitting Finger at Major Success, pointing to shatter a sword aura is not much."
Du Qingpu nodded: "It's still Brother Li who has a good eye, seeing Xu Yang's means early on."
Li Songhe shook his head secretly; these people still hadn't realized that Xu Yang had already cleansed his marrow.
How would he know that Xu Yang's Pure Origin Gold-Splitting Finger was at Major Success? It was just that Xu Yang had walked past him the other day, and he had noticed he had already cleansed his marrow, so he paid attention.
"He has a fart of an eye."
A disdainful voice rang out, it was Elder Huoyun: "Don't you know? This Ten Elites list was ranked by him. If he had an eye, he wouldn't have ranked Xu Yang behind Su Zhe."
Li Songhe was somewhat annoyed: "Huoyun, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."
On the ring, Xu Yang's slightly lazy voice rang out: "Trash, is this sword aura of yours used to cut tofu? So soft and powerless, you bark like a dog every day, and this is all the ability you have?"
It was as if defeating the sword aura sent out by Su Zhe, the ninth of the Ten Elites, hadn't taken any effort at all. ===== CHAPTER 421 =====
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