Volume 1 Text_Chapter 28: Kun Lan Sword
Qin Deren's eyes were hurt by the strong light released by Yanguang Fist, and his eyes became red, he couldn't see anything, and he didn't have time to dodge!
Qin Yun's Yanguang Fist is domineering and hot, roaring out, the fire waves are born, covering Qin Deren!
boom!
Qin Deren's abdomen was heavily impacted by the angry fists, and a burst of flames burst out, spreading all over the body.
Several teachers were shocked and rushed over to put out the flames.
Qin Yun stood up slowly, his fists still arrogant.
After he took a deep breath, he glanced at Yan Yun, as if to tell her that the same happened to you!
A moment ago, Yan Yun was still smiling proudly, but at this moment, she was speechless.
She hurriedly looked at Wei Xuankun who was not far away, and only hoped that Wei Xuankun could completely abolish Qin Yun!
"Qin Deren, the eldest son of King Qin, is nothing more than that!" Qin Yun looked at the dying Qin Deren and smiled coldly.
Qin Deren is actually the son of King Qin!
Now that everyone finally knew the details of Qin Deren, they were all surprised, but they were even more shocked by Qin Yun's strength, even defeating such a character!
This time, what Qin Yun defeated was not an ordinary, famous disciple, but the eldest son of the King of Qin, no small matter!
Qin Yun's victory this time was not as easy as before, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.
Of course, Qin Deren's injuries were even more serious. If he didn't take a good rest for three or five years, he would not be able to recover.
In the competition, injuries are inevitable. Over the years, young students with good qualifications have been abolished because of this, and everyone is not surprised.
"Qin Yun won again! The fifth level of martial arts is no match for him, let alone the fourth level of martial arts!"
"Is he a fourth-level martial artist? This is too scary!"
Everyone has such doubts, this kind of strength is really unreasonable. At this time, many people did not look down on Qin Yun as they did before.
"Qin Yun was injured by Qin Deren. Even if he can make it to the finals, he can't beat Wei Xuankun!"
"It's hard to say now,
Because Teacher Yang is here, and she helps Qin Yun heal, maybe Qin Yun can recover. "
When everyone was discussing, when they saw Yang Shiyue walking in from the door of the main hall, they all hurriedly gave way.
As soon as Yang Shiyue arrived, she saw Qin Yun walking unsteadily and slowly walking down the competition stage, obviously injured.
This made her impatient, and quickly performed Gao Jue Qing Gong, but with a slight leap, she rose into the air and flew to the competition stage.
Yang Shiyue's simple white dress overflowed with sparkling haze, dancing lightly with her dress, soft and agile, like a fairy descending from the earth, and it was absolutely beautiful.
She is so beautiful that everyone is amazed by her!
Yang Shiyue flew hundreds of meters in the air, and fell lightly beside Qin Yun, and hurriedly supported him, her cold voice carried a hint of gentleness, and said softly: "Why are you hurt so badly? You already told me not to force it!"
As she spoke, she hurriedly used her gentle and pure internal force to enter Qin Yun's body to help him sort out his internal injuries.
Some male students were very jealous when they saw Yang Shiyue caring so tenderly for Qin Yun.
"I was careless and fell for a trick!" Qin Yun briefly told Yang Shiyue about the process, which made her angry.
On the other hand, Wei Xuankun had already won, but he still won easily!
The competition has been going on so far, and there are still four people left. In the next round, the two winners can go to the final!
Judging from the current situation, except for Wei Xuankun, the other three were injured to varying degrees.
Two of the more seriously injured students, their teachers have decided to withdraw from the competition. Because even if we win one more game, we will not be able to defeat the last Wei Xuankun!
"Qin Yun and Wei Xuankun, you will have the final match." Dean Zhang approached Qin Yun and persuaded him, "It's too late to decide to retire!"
Qin Yun competed with Qin Deren just now, and he suffered a lot of injuries. Besides, he was only at the fourth level of martial arts. He was so proud of himself at the Tianshi Wuhui.
"No!" Qin Yun's face was firm, his inner essence was not injured, but his arms and body were a little sore.
He has come this far, and he must not give up!
"Remember, if you think you can't stand it, don't be brave!" Yang Shiyue's voice was very stern, but her eyes were full of tenderness.
Qin Yun was sent internal force into the body by Yang Shiyue, and the injury recovered well, much better.
He took a deep breath and walked quickly towards the Tianshi Hall, the largest competition stage.
In the Tianshi Hall, Wei Xuankun stood proudly on the big competition stage in the middle. Seeing Qin Yun and Yang Shiyue being so intimate, jealousy rose in his heart, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness.
When he saw Qin Yun coming up, he gritted his teeth and said, "Qin Yun, I want to completely destroy you and make you a piece of trash in Yang Shiyue's eyes!"
"I admit that you have a purple-gold fire martial spirit, and your strength is comparable to the fifth level of martial arts, but facing me, you have no chance of winning."
When Wei Xuankun was speaking, one of his old servants threw a sword from under the competition platform.
After he took over the sword, he was full of energy and said loudly, "This sword was made by my father, and it is called Kun Lan Sword. It is a low-grade spiritual tool and is worth half a million crystal coins!"
"I, Wei Xuankun, have always respected the strong. Qin Yun is younger than me, and his cultivation is not as high as mine. If he can win today, I am willing to give him the sword!"
After he finished speaking, he walked to the edge of the competition platform, put the sword there, looked at Qin Yun, and said proudly: "Qin Yun, if you defeat me, take this sword yourself!"
This is a low-grade spiritual weapon, and Wei Xuankun is only at the fifth level of the Martial Realm, so he can possess such a weapon!
The people under the competition stage all looked at Kun Lanjian, took a deep breath of air, and showed envy and surprise on their faces.
The son of Master Qiwen is different, he has a precious spiritual weapon at a young age!
Many of the students present were from prestigious families, but they were only envious of the spirit tools!
Seeing the students' expressions of incomparable envy, Yan Yun smiled proudly, "Brother Kun possesses many spiritual-level martial arts skills, which are much stronger than those that Qin Yun has mastered! The fifth level of martial arts focuses on internal strength training, Brother Kun. It can turn qi into power, far surpassing other fifth-level warriors."
Turning qi into power means reaching the mid-stage of the fifth level of martial arts, half foot into the sixth level of martial arts!
Those who lost to Wei Xuankun before were still a little unconvinced, but after hearing Yan Yun's words, they had to obey, because they couldn't condense their inner strength!
Now, everyone feels that the outcome has been decided, because Qin Yun is equivalent to facing a martial artist who is close to the sixth level of martial arts!
"Tianshi Wuhui, the battle of martial arts begins now!" President Zhang personally presided over it. He also believed that Qin Yun had no chance of winning, and only hoped that Qin Yun would not be too seriously injured.
Wei Xuankun stood on the spot, his blue clothes fluttered, and a faint golden mist overflowed, enveloping his body, forming an aura!
"It's the Vajra qi mask! Spirit-level inferior martial arts! Master Wei really has mastered a lot of rare martial arts!" Cui Hui laughed, looked at Yang Shiyue with a dignified expression, and said proudly, "This is motivated by internal force. It's hard to break through the air hood with inner energy, Qin Yun is sure to lose!"