The First Saint of Dan Dao

Chapter 110 Battle with Song Qing

"Tang Yan!" Wan Fei said without hesitation.

Hearing Wan Fei's decisive tone, Cheng Gong showed a trace of disdain on his face: "A step apart is like a mountain apart. Tang Yan's victory last time was entirely due to luck and Su Wei's carelessness.

Moreover, I heard that in order to hone Song Qing, Song Cheng often hired assassins to assassinate him. In such a perverted environment, Song Qing's comprehensive combat power is very strong.

If Tang Yan wants to win, his chances of winning are close to zero!"

After hearing Cheng Gong's analysis, Fang Xuan nodded: "Song Qing is indeed quite strong, and should be on par with Qingcheng Sun Long. Tang Yan's chances of winning are indeed slim."

With Fang Xuan's approval, everyone became more certain of Tang Yan's defeat.

Wan Fei sneered and did not try to explain.

She had been in dire straits before, but Tang Yan had saved her with only his ninth-grade Yellow Rank strength.

Ten days ago, Tang Yan passed the Juesha Tower, which had never been achieved by anyone in the entire history of the Eastern Region.

Yesterday, Tang Yan relied on his strength of the first level of Xuan rank to crush a master of the third level of Xuan rank.

Today, three major forces have placed heavy bets again.

Do you really think that Tang Yan has reached where he is today just by luck?

On the ring, Tang Yan looked at the thin young man in green clothes in front of him, and a trace of awe flashed through his heart.

This young man, who looks ordinary, exudes an extremely fierce aura. This kind of aura must have been formed after going through a lot of hardships.

"Song Cheng, Song Qing." The young man in blue looked at Tang Yan sneerfully and said coldly, "I advise you to go right down. I won't be too cautious when I attack you."

The momentum of a long sword being unsheathed suddenly emanated from Song Qing, rushing towards Tang Yan like a streak of silk.

Tang Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

In my previous life, I had seen countless powerful or strong figures, and I had long been accustomed to all kinds of pressure.

Unless someone is much stronger than Tang Yan and uses his true energy to suppress him, momentum alone will not be able to affect Tang Yan in the slightest.

Facing Song Qing's threat, Tang Yan said calmly: "Yuncheng Tang Yan, please give me your advice."

Seeing Tang Yan's neither humble nor arrogant attitude, Song Qing grinned and said, "Not bad, you have guts! This match is your last fight, so cherish it."

"The eighth duel begins!" After the two men had finished talking nonsense, the old man in red robe announced the start.

As soon as the red-robed old man finished speaking, Song Qing suddenly rushed towards Tang Yan.

"So fast!" Seeing Song Qing's lightning-fast movements, the audience exclaimed.

The two were not far apart. Song Qing accelerated and arrived in front of Tang Yan. His right fist, which had been ready for a long time, suddenly punched towards Tang Yan.

Tang Yan's pupils shrank slightly. Although the punch was powerful, he could still see that Song Qing did not use his full strength.

Based on Tang Yan's vicious experience, he will follow up with another attack after this punch.

If the reaction is not quick enough, even a fourth-grade Xuan-level warrior is likely to fall into Song Qing's trap.

Tang Yan did not dare to be arrogant, and a fierce aura emanated from him.

"The peak of the second level of the Xuan rank!" Feeling Tang Yan's strength, the audience exclaimed again.

It turns out this guy has been hiding his strength!

Although everyone still felt that it would be difficult for Tang Yan to win, many people had subtle changes in their minds about the outcome of this competition.

Facing Song Qing's powerful punch, Tang Yan did not retreat but instead advanced to meet it head-on.

Seeing Tang Yan actually rushing over, Song Qing's eyes flashed with strong disdain. Although your strength has been improved to the second level, there is still a huge gap between you and me!

"Bang!" The two fists collided, and Tang Yan was immediately knocked back a step.

There was a hint of surprise in Song Qing's eyes. Tang Yan took a head-on attack from him, but was only pushed back one step?

He didn't know how much gravity Tang Yan was carrying under the waterfall. But he didn't want to know, because his second attack was like a venomous snake coming out of its hole, without any warning.

"It's over!" Song Qing said softly.

"Two hits!"

Seeing that after Song Qing launched the first attack, he launched the second attack almost without any interval, the scene suddenly became boiling.

"Meteor Palm!" The momentum quickly contracted and all concentrated in the right palm. The right palm was as fast as a meteor and caught the opponent by surprise.

"It looks like Tang Yan is going to lose." Yao Qian said gloatingly on the judges' stand.

After hearing this, the other people nodded slightly.

Tang Yan only had the strength of the second level of the Xuan Rank, and was knocked back a step. Before he could steady himself, Song Qing's fierce combo burst out.

If attacked by surprise, even a fourth-grade Xuan rank would suffer a great loss, let alone Tang Yan?

"Tang Yan is going to lose. Song Qing is indeed quite strong." Fang Xuan exclaimed while sitting at Fang Cheng's seat.

"They are just a bunch of shabby little guys, not even good enough to be on the stage. It's already pretty good that they can hold on until now... Hey!"

Cheng Gong looked at the stage with disdain, and before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly froze.

Song Qing hit Tang Yan with his palm, and then Tang Yan disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It was actually an afterimage!

"So fast!" Mo Bin slapped the table on the judges' stand and exclaimed: "I don't know what level this kid's footwork is, but he can be so agile."

Song Qing was shocked when his palm strike missed. Where is the person?

"It's my turn!" A gentle voice came, and Song Qing finally saw Tang Yan's figure out of the corner of his eye.

I thought that my two consecutive attacks, even if I didn't seriously injure Tang Yan, would at least make him extremely embarrassed. But now, I didn't even have time to catch my breath!

Gathering his true energy, Song Qing threw a punch with all his might.

"Bang!" After the first strike of Qianshan Fist, a smile appeared on Tang Yan's lips, and the second strike of Qianshan Fist quickly followed.

This time, Song Qing's originally arrogant face was finally moved.

Although Tang Yan's strength was only at the second level of the Xuan Rank, the power of this punch actually gave him a very dangerous feeling.

But I have used up all my breath and can only hide temporarily!

He quickly stepped back, barely avoiding the attack, while the audience was already in an uproar.

A warrior at the peak of the third level of the Xuan rank was actually forced to retreat by a warrior at the second level?

Yao Qian, who was on the judges' stand, felt as if he had been slapped in the face. As soon as he made his bold conclusion, Tang Yan strongly refuted him with facts.

The other city lords were all thankful that Yao Qian was not as quick-witted.

"Interesting! It seems I still underestimated you." Song Qing's eyes flashed with a cold light: "You actually managed to force me to retreat. This humiliation can only be washed away by completely suppressing you!"

After saying that, Song Qing rushed towards Tang Yan again.

Seeing that Song Qing was as fast as lightning, Tang Yan knew that Song Qing should want to go for a quick attack and use strength and speed to completely suppress him.

But Song Qing, I'm afraid your wishful thinking has failed again...

Tang Yan raised the corner of his mouth and started to fight. Song Qing's seemingly fast attack became extremely slow in Tang Yan's eyes.

The Phantom Step was quickly carried out, deviating a little to the left, just avoiding Song Qing's fist, and then he punched out.

Song Qing already knew that Tang Yan was very fast. Seeing Tang Yan dodge, as if he was prepared, he changed the trajectory of his punch and punched towards Tang Yan.

When the two fists were about to collide, Tang Yan's fist, like an arrow shot from a bow, miraculously drew an arc at this moment and hit Song Qing's wrist.

how can that be!

Song Qing was shocked. With such a short distance, he had no time to resist.

Tang Yan's fist hit his wrist hard.