Gao Wu: Taotie bloodline, I devour and evolve infinitely

Chapter 127

"Tyrant Breaking City Fist!"

Ye Sheng's bloody fist slammed down with a powerful fist intent.

"Storm Sword Intention·Wind and Cloud Sweeping!"

Li Ming roared and displayed his sword intent again.

This time, the sword shadow condensed by the Storm Sword Intention was bigger and stronger.

But Ye Sheng ignored it at all.

His fist force crushed all the way, smashed the dragon, rushed into the sword shadow, and directly dispersed the sword intent.

"Bang!"

The sword shadow exploded, turned into streams of light, and dissipated in the air.

Ye Sheng's fist intent also offset Li Ming's sword intent.

However, this does not mean that Li Ming is safe.

At this time, Li Ming's face was full of fear.

Every time the artistic conception is released, a lot of physical strength is consumed.

After swinging the sword "Wind and Cloud Sweeping", his body was extremely exhausted and he could no longer swing the same sword.

This also means that he has completely lost hope of fighting against Ye Sheng.

Li Ming's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of despair.

"Did you lose?"

Ye Sheng laughed wildly in the sky:

"There is still a third move!"

"Come on, Tyrant Breaking City Fist!!"

Swish!

The speed of this punch was extremely fast, sweeping everything and coming to Li Ming in an instant.

Li Ming used all his physical strength, barely condensed the sword intent, and slashed out with the long sword to resist.

The fist intent hit the edge of Li Ming's sword.

Li Ming suddenly felt a huge force transmitted to his chest, a stream of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew backwards and fell out of the ring.

At this time, Ye Sheng released the Holy King Body, floated down from mid-air, put his hands behind his back, and looked around.

The whole audience held their breath.

A pair of incredible expressions stared at Ye Sheng.

"He said three moves, and he really only used three moves! He defeated the opponent who mastered the artistic conception!"

Long Bashan's tone was shocked.

Ji Wuhui's face was pale, and his fists were clenched.

He knew that Li Ming was no match for Ye Sheng.

But he didn't expect the gap between the two sides to be so big.

Li Ming lost, and Chu Ci should have no hope.

Could it be that Ye Sheng dominated the generation again in this Hundred Schools League?

Wang Zongwu of Imperial Capital University raised his head and laughed proudly:

"Ye Sheng of our school is a genius, and he should dominate this generation!!!"

On the square, the other five Tianjiaos were also stunned to see Li Ming defeated so cleanly.

Ye Sheng's strength was beyond everyone's expectations.

They originally thought that they had reached the pinnacle of martial arts practice among their peers and reached a very high realm.

But now it seems that the gap between them and Ye Sheng is as deep and unfathomable as a chasm.

Li Ming was lying on the ground, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were dull, and he looked doubtful about life.

"Senior Li, how are you?"

Chu Ci came over and helped Li Ming up.

After all, he was a senior of the school, and it was only right to help him when he was injured.

Bei Mingxi's figure also appeared beside Chu Ci, with a little worry in her eyes.

A pair of beautiful eyes glanced at Chu Ci from time to time.

She didn't expect Ye Sheng, who activated the Saint King Body, to be so powerful.

If this goes on, even if Chu Ci can win the semi-finals next.

In the finals, he will definitely lose to Ye Sheng.

Thinking that Chu Ci, who was invincible in front of her, would lose to Ye Sheng, Bei Mingxi suddenly felt a little melancholy and unpleasant.

For some reason, in her subconscious, she actually hoped that Chu Ci would not lose.

"Chu Ci, I should be the first one to defeat..."

Bei Mingxi's purple eyes sparkled, and she said in her heart.

Then, she sighed in her heart, hating her own lack of strength to advance to the next round.

Chu Ci helped Li Ming up, sent him to the stone chair at the edge of the square, and gave him another medical pill.

Li Ming's expression improved, and he looked at Chu Ci gratefully:

"Junior Chu, thank you."

As he spoke, Li Ming coughed twice, with blood in his cough.

"Senior, do you want to see a doctor?"

Chu Ci saw that Li Ming's condition had not recovered yet, so he asked.

Li Ming shook his head, his voice weak:

"I'm fine."

He raised his head and patted Chu Ci's shoulder:

"For the next few games, our Longwu University will rely on you, junior Chu Ci."

Chu Ci nodded: "I will work hard."

After sending Li Ming to rest, Chu Ci turned around.

At this time, he saw a figure blocking the front.

The figure blocking him was Ye Sheng who came down from the ring after winning.

If there was one person among the geniuses present, who did Ye Sheng hate the most?

It must be Chu Ci, who in his eyes had a "good relationship with Bei Ming Xi".

Every time he saw Bei Ming Xi talking to Chu Ci, he wanted to beat Chu Ci up immediately.

Ye Sheng had a smug smile on his face, looking at Chu Ci with ill intentions:

"Your senior brother was seriously injured by me."

Ye Sheng's tone was slightly provocative.

Chu Ci's eyes were calm and his tone was indifferent:

"It's okay."

"You will experience the same miserable defeat soon."

As he said that, Chu Ci walked straight past Ye Sheng.

Ye Sheng was stunned. He didn't expect Chu Ci to be so calm after seeing the battle he just fought. He couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He was so powerful, but he was not afraid?

Is he just being stubborn?

It must be so!

In Ye Sheng's view, Chu Ci was just a fifth-level advanced.

Although he practiced well in body training.

But he himself was at the peak of the fifth level.

And he had the Saint King Body that was rare in a century.

How could a mere Chu Ci have the courage to defeat himself?

Ye Sheng turned around and sneered at Chu Ci who was walking forward:

"Well, let's see who wins in the ring."

"I want to see how you can beat me."

"Let's make sure you lose more miserably than your senior."

Ye Sheng pointed a finger at Chu Ci's back.

Chu Ci didn't even turn his head:

"Wait and see!"

Chu Ci's steps were still firm.

"Hmph!"

Ye Sheng snorted coldly and followed him to leave.

…………

After a brief storm between the two, the semi-finals of the Hundred Schools League are about to begin.

There are four people entering the semi-finals.

They are Chu Ci, Ye Sheng, Xu Qingyun, and Helian Kong.

Chu Ci waited in the square for the bronze beast head to assign the semi-finals.

After a while, the bronze beast head lit up a red light and began to assign the first group of matches.

Two red balls of light appeared in the air.

The first ball of light fell on Chu Ci.

Ye Sheng licked the corners of his mouth and moved his palms.

The second ball of light circled in the air for a while.

It landed on the strong and muscular man Helian Kong.

Helian Kong chuckled. As a fellow body-refining warrior, he actually wanted to fight with Chu Ci.

Ye Sheng was a little unhappy.

He first hoped to meet Chu Ci, and then Helian Kong.

Chu Ci didn't say that Helian Kong defeated Bei Mingxi in the last round. If he defeated Helian Kong in this round, he might be able to please Bei Mingxi to a certain extent.

Unfortunately, he didn't draw the two opponents he wanted to meet.

And Xu Qingyun's face was even uglier.

She would definitely lose to Ye Sheng in the next round, and could only stop here.

In this way, the semi-final matchup was decided.

Helian Kong vs. Chu Ci.

Ye Sheng vs. Xu Qingyun.