Chapter 301: An even match

"Why did Uncle send Brother Kang out all of a sudden? He is in the top five of all our disciples. At the beginning, I saw that he actually won a Sanxiu in the later stage of Yangdan. Is the boy opposite really so powerful?!"

"Uncle has his own determination, don't talk too much!"

"Well, don't talk so much. I'm thinking that in case Brother Kang loses, only Brother Huanglin can fight here."

There was a slight cold sound, and several whispering disciples of ancient martial arts looked at a young man with silver hair and always smiling faces. His smile did not give people a sense of comfort, but made people feel frightening.

"Brother Kang will not lose. After all, this person is just a free practice. The skill of improving magic power and divine consciousness can't be compared with the countless years of accumulation in our ancient martial arts."

seems to cheer himself up, but several disciples of ancient martial arts have a cold face.

"Not to mention bullying you as a newcomer, I heard that you have only practiced for more than 30 years. First of all, let me tell you that although I am also the initial strength of Yangdan, I have practiced for more than 100 years, which is basically the peak of Yangdan in the early stage." The man named Kang Yuan couldn't help humming when he saw Pingjiang's indifferent face.

Pingjiang nodded and said, "Kangdao friends are really open and aboveboard, but the peak of Yangdan's early stage is only the beginning after all. It's okay."

Kang Yuan's face stiffened and then sneered, "Then it depends on what your means. It's difficult for me to keep my hand. Be careful. You will be seriously injured later. Don't blame me."

A white seal floated from Kang Yuan's hand, instantly turned into a virtual shadow four or five feet in size, and bombarded the Pingjiang River.

"The pressure on this middle-level Xianyang weapon is so strong. Not to mention anything else in this ancient martial arts realm, the treasure is also better." Pingjiang waved his hand, and a purple hammer appeared. In the purple hammer, a purple gas rushed out, turned into a purple dragon, and hit the giant seal.

With a bang, the dragon's dragon's dragon head dissipated, and the giant seal of vitality suddenly flipped back. In contrast, it was a comparable situation.

"So profound mana!" Kang Yuan scolded, "Huh, pick me up again!"

When the vitality seal flew back, several circles of vitality outside had been dispersed, and the whole circle was smaller. When it flew back to the vicinity of Kangyuan, several streams of vitality floated out of the big seal in the air, quickly replenishing the vitality seal. Then, Kang Yuan imprinted with his hands. Under the continuous point, the vitality seal expanded to nearly ten feet of square circle, and began to slowly become smaller, and finally formed a vitality seal three or four feet in size.

Pingjiang's eyes condensed, and he also hurriedly touched the purple dragon a few times. The purple dragon first became bigger and then narrowed, which was the same as the situation of the opposite vitality seal. At this time, Pingjiang's hand had fluorescent circulation and had put on gloves.

"Brother Kang used the magic power of condensation so quickly?"

"Don't make a sound and look carefully. Look over there, the purple dragon used by Pingjiang!"

"Ah, it's also Ningyuan Huagen. He is a free practice, and he has only practiced for such a little time. How can he understand these means? How is this possible?!"

Brother Huanglin, who had been smiling, turned his head and suffocated the voices of the people behind him. When he turned his head again, he stared straight at Pingjiang's hands.

The vitality giant seal collided with the purple dragon again, and the sound was heavier and shocking than the right blow. However, both the giant seal and the purple dragon appeared to hold each other, but there was no damage.

"Don't think that if you use the same condensation, you can continue my move." Kang Yuan's big seal in the air, and the vitality seal in front of him became more manic.

The purple dragon was suddenly hit and moved back. The Pingjiang was cold, and the dazzling light flashed again on his hands. Suddenly, the purple dragon rose again in the air, and then shrank back, becoming smaller than just now, but the pressure was much bigger. Not only did he easily hold the giant seal, but also hit it back quickly. Since then, no matter how rampant the giant seal is, every time the purple dragon is beaten back like a purple whip, and it can't be crossed.

"Well, it's really interesting!" Kang Yuan suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand, and took the big seal back. "I don't think it's so simple to defeat you, otherwise, wouldn't it be too boring!"

Pingjiang also took back the Purple Dragon Hammer and was a little shocked. He didn't expect that Kang Yuan could use the magic power of Ningyuan with his bare hands. Looking at the power, it should only be a primary level, so he was defeated by himself. However, this also shows that in the ancient martial arts, there must be a secret method of how to cultivate the magic power of Condensation. It is likely that ten slightly more powerful disciples there can practice, and this is only one of the magical power. In this way, their disciples are indeed more powerful than the scattered cultivation and even the disciples of the three sects outside. You should know that there is no secret method, and if you want to understand Ningyuanhua through your own enlightenment, you need to have a very high understanding of the rules of vitality, and it is likely that the monks can't do it. If you want to practice, you must teach through secret methods. As in Pingjiang now, there is a Xianyang weapon containing the magic power of Ningyuanhuagang, which can also make him slowly realize this magic power, but it will take a long time.

Before thinking of it, Pingjiang smiled coldly at his voice.

This person's status is obviously not low among these disciples in the ancient martial arts, and it can also be seen from his means that this person's strength is not weak. It is undoubtedly too difficult to hurt him with medium-level treasures such as the Purple Dragon Hammer, so at the beginning, Pingjiang and he seemed to have a tacit understanding to make a tentative attack. However, such an attack between them has made many Yangying monks look interested in watching the battle outside. With the pressure of their talent attack, ordinary Yangdan mid-term monks, if they don't have any special ability, I'm afraid they are really not their opponents.

When Kang Yuan's wrist turned over and a dark short wooden stick appeared in his hand, Pingjiang's face suddenly changed. Before the wooden stick was urged, the faint pressure on it actually made Pingjiang's heart tremble slightly. Pingjiang solemnly took back the purple dragon hammer, and then a fireworks fan appeared in his hand. Then, he frowned again. In the other hand, a golden turtle shell-like shield appeared. At this time, his face looked slightly relieved.

When these two shields appeared in Pingjiang's hands, Kang Yuan's face also changed, and he looked like a bamboo in his chest and became a little hesitant.

"These two treasures are extraordinary, so let's see if they can block my attack." Kang Yuan's fingers moved, and the dark wooden stick rolled up and floated in mid-air, spinning like a windmill.