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Untitled Part 78

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355 – Welcome any time

355 – Welcome any time

There was someone laughing.

Ye Qingyu looked at the instructor by the side.

The instructor shrugged his shoulders. "I've already said what I've had to say. The following is training time, it permits sparring between you all. Whether you want to accept his challenge or not is up to you."

In other words, he would not step in.

In truth, this technique instructor also wanted to see just what sort of battle power Ye Qingyu who was ranked number one had. For the crown prince to personally inscribe the title of [War God] to him, and for him to be ranked number one on the [Dragon Tiger List].

"What? You don't dare?" The gaze of [Shadow] was like a blade, pressuring him. "If you don't dare, then go erase your name from the ranking obediently. Don't stay here and embarrass yourself."

Thinking back to the coward-like behaviour Ye Qingyu had within the dormitory, the black-robed youth, [Shadow], had no way of accepting such a person being ranked in front of him.

There were many gazes of disdain, and people delighting in Ye Qingyu's misfortune that landed on Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu thought about it, then nodded his head. "Fine."

His figure flashed, coming to the arena in the great hall.

The instant he landed on the arena, [Shadow] had already landed opposite him.

An extremely fast speed.

Ye Qingyu's face was calmed, and stabbed the [Beheading Wind] sword in his hand into the arena. Deeply breathing in, his aura gradually gathered. He slowly let out a fist. The air rippled like a wrinkle around the fist, discernible with the naked eye. There was not any powerful sound of air exploding or light exploding along the fist, but there was the faint sound of a dragon's roar that accompanied his fist.

The speed of the fist was exceedingly slow.

The complexion of [Shadow] opposite him greatly changed.

It seemed as if Ye Qingyu's punch had no way of being avoided.

"This is [Dragon Fist]? This is the first move of the [Dragon Fist]. To think that he would have already understood to such a degree? Such a strength... is evidently... The Bitter Sea stage... he has already touched on the boundaries of the laws..."

[Shadow] was shocked. He instantly knew that he had underestimated [War God]. His appearance and actions were so unremarkable, but his strength was terrifying.

"Will I be afraid?"

His powerful pride caused [Shadow] to let out an enraged roar. The first move of the [Dragon Fist] that he had learned also exploded.

The instant the fists met.

Boom!

The entire great hall shook.

"Hai..."

Letting out a jet of blood, [Shadow] felt as if his right arm was struck by lightning. His arm instantly lost all feeling and went numb, and he could not even stand where he was anymore. Like soaring through the clouds, he flew backwards, he fell off the arena and struck against two or three weapon racks. After staggering back tens of steps, he finally used his left palm to press against the wall of the great hall to stabilize his body.