Although the discussion below was lively, it did not affect the situation in the training ground at all.
This ti, Jin Mai brought several masters from Yuan Country, even including Yuan Country’s number one warrior. The first to enter the field was a burly man, the one Zheng Xianrou ntioned as an expert in external power techniques, and he faced Wu Zhaoyao.
In terms of physique and strength, Wu Zhaoyao was clearly no match for that Yuan man. However, his Qinggong and Inner Strength allowed him to skillfully counterbalance this disadvantage, which could be described as using softness to conquer hardness.
Yang Ruxin didn’t know much about martial arts routines, and although she had practiced martial arts, she had always focused on lethal moves, without any unnecessary flourishes. So, if truth be told, she couldn’t really understand these routine martial arts techniques.
But she had special abilities. As long as she concentrated, she could see through all substances. Of course, if she concentrated, she could also see the opponent’s movents in slow motion, allowing her to observe everything clearly.
The Yuan man’s martial arts were indeed impressive. The key was that he had imnse strength and exceptional resistance to strikes. Sotis Wu Zhaoyao would hit him with a palm strike, yet the opponent seed not to feel any pain.
When the opponent felt no pain, it beca too passive for Wu Zhaoyao, because he would feel pain and naturally be at a disadvantage.
"Hit him quickly..." Jiang Fangfei was getting excited, shouting continuously, "Knock him off the ring..."
Zheng Xianrou shouted even louder than Jiang Fangfei.
But Yang Ruxin frowned, realizing that at this rate, Wu Zhaoyao had no chance of winning.
Sure enough, after the two had exchanged over a hundred moves, Wu Zhaoyao leapt up and punched toward the opponent’s face, but the opponent neither dodged nor avoided, directly raising his palm to et Wu Zhaoyao’s fist.
There was a loud bang, and the Yuan man stepped back two steps, but Wu Zhaoyao’s face suddenly twisted, and then he fell to the ground in pain...
The entire training ground fell silent, all in disbelief. Was Wu Zhaoyao, whose martial arts were considered among the best, really defeated just like that?
The Yuan man stepped forward and aid a punch directly at Wu Zhaoyao.
However, the punch was intercepted midway by soone.
Gu Qingheng looked at the opponent with an unpleasant expression: "The duel is to stop at a certain point."
The Yuan man didn’t mind and withdrew his fist with a grin, then cupped his fist towards Emperor Xuanjing and turned to leave. His deanor, although he didn’t say much, was extrely arrogant.
Emperor Xuanjing’s expression was very unpleasant.
Soone ca over to support Wu Zhaoyao down, but after he left the ring, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and lost consciousness.
"This..." Jiang Fangfei’s face changed, and she got up to go down.
"He’s poisoned." Yang Ruxin pulled Jiang Fangfei back and stuffed a dicine pill into his hand, "It’s not appropriate for you to go over now."
Jiang Fangfei froze for a mont, then quickly cald down and nodded slightly.
Yang Ruxin handed a vial to Hen Ziyue: "Commander Wu is poisoned and, in all likelihood, your grandfather won’t be able to cure him imdiately. Take this to your grandfather..."
Hen Ziyue’s eyes lit up, and then he got up and went to find Hen Yizheng.
Jiang Fangfei glanced at Yang Ruxin gratefully, but said nothing.
Yang Ruxin smiled back, also saying nothing.
Yu Qingge tugged at Yang Ruxin’s sleeve, signaling a question with her eyes.
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