Chapter 115 - A Small Victory at the Beginning
Zhang Qingyuan, who has given up his desire to win and lose, and has no desires,
Close your eyes and meditate in the audience, waiting for your own appearance.
"In the first match, No. 1 Seinfeld vs. No. 19 Wu Shiming!"
As the first battle began, the semi-finals kicked off.
under the stage,
Many spectators cheered and cheered for some disciples they were optimistic about.
Battles alternated one after another, with some winning and some losing.
Zhang Qingyuan also took the opportunity to observe the strength of the same group of outer disciples in the audience.
not long,
After the sixth game,
"No. 7 Liao Yuanxing vs. No. 13 Zhang Qingyuan!"
Following the deacon referee's voice fell.
Zhang Qingyuan and Liao Yuanxing each fell into the field, facing each other far away.
"The late stage of the eighth level of Lingyuan? Good luck!"
Sensing the opponent's aura of cultivation, Zhang Qingyuan remained calm on the face, but he was a little happy in his heart.
This is the first opponent, okay!
But don't be careless. If you can get to the semi-final level, no matter how bad you are, you won't be too bad. The opponent must have enough means to rely on.
But the moment Liao Yuanxing saw Zhang Qingyuan on the opposite side, his expression changed slightly.
Since the last round of the preliminary round, the shocking battle between Zhang Qingyuan and Yang Wenqian has naturally attracted the attention of many people, and he is also well-known in the outside world.
At least in the realm of the eighth level of Lingyuan, many people know that there may not be a few in the entire outer sect who can win them.
Liao Yuanxing is also aware of his own strength,
It's hard to win.
However, he will not admit defeat easily.
"Please!"
"Please!"
The two saluted each other.
"Seventh match, start!"
With the sound of the deacon referee falling, the atmosphere of the entire arena instantly became more chilling than ever before.
Liao Yuanxing turned his body slightly, raised his right foot, and then a wave of spiritual energy surged out of his body, causing the surrounding air to tumbling violently.
The next moment, it seemed as if a powerful and unparalleled force was born from Liao Yuanxing's feet, and his whole body quickly bounced high and high like a shell.
"Fengyun legs!"
The person was still in the air, Liao Yuanxing yelled, the wind moved with his heart, and the extremely fast shadow of his legs seemed to roll up a wave of wind and clouds visible to the naked eye in the air, sweeping towards Zhang Qingyuan!
It's rolling, like a tsunami torrent!
Faced with this massive and powerful attack, Zhang Qingyuan's face remained unchanged.
He simply raised his hands and crossed them in front of his body, gathering his spiritual energy to resist Liao Yuanxing's powerful attack of Gathering Fengyun!
boom! ! !
The powerful force exploded, and the air was turbulent in mid-air, and the air waves visible to the naked eye swept in all directions, like a storm rolled up around!
Zhang Qingyuan's figure was also under the impact of this powerful force, and he took a few steps back!
It has already fallen into a disadvantage!
Seeing this, many spectators in the audience frowned slightly.
That Zhang Qingyuan's performance seemed a bit mediocre, how did he get so famous before?
At the same time,
Liao Yuanxing's eyes lit up when he saw this.
This piece of Qingyuan turned out to be nothing more than that!
Can win!
A surge of unprecedented confidence suddenly appeared in my heart,
It is time to withdraw and use more powerful martial arts!
However,
next moment,
Feeling that the surprise of being able to win has not dissipated, Liao Yuanxing felt that his feet were "sticky", and the continuous force was like sticky paste, sticking his feet to the opponent's hands !
"what?!!!"
Liao Yuanxing's expression changed from surprise to horror in just a split second.
See Zhang Qingyuan flipping his hands below,
With a peacock tail, his hands embraced the void with the momentum of embracing the void and sank down. The powerful force seemed to turn the entire air into a heavy hammer!
in an instant,
Liao Yuanxing's complexion changed drastically!
Because with Zhang Qingyuan's movement, the air with a radius of several feet was all attracted at this moment, as if turned into a current of water, swirling and sinking in,
Turn into a huge tidal vortex!
Liao Yuanxing instantly felt that he was being sucked into this huge vortex of water flow. Without any leverage in mid-air, he had no power to resist at all, and was directly sucked in by the powerful force!
"Fist intention!!!"
Liao Yuanxing uttered in shock,
Yet recognizing this power did not change his condition in the slightest!
Fist is like water, the fist walks in the sky,
Liao Yuanxing was dragged down from mid-air by the water without any resistance, and fell heavily on the ground mixed with the mighty power of the torrent. With a bang, the powerful force exploded, and even the steel-like arena collapsed at this moment , The tiny cracks visible to the naked eye spread on the surface like a spider web towards the surroundings.
Liao Yuanxing spat out a mouthful of blood, and several ribs were broken on his back!
And the audience,
In this momentary reversal of the situation, the exclamation was even more startled!
"Isn't this the basic boxing method of Yunshuizong, the nine-refinement bone-forging boxing, how can it be so powerful?!"
Some spectators in the audience recognized Zhang Qingyuan's move as the peacock's tail in Nine Practice Bone Forging Fist, and they couldn't help but speak out in shock.
Nine exercises forging bone boxing, Yunshui thirteen-way sword style, etc. are the most common martial arts for the outer sect of Yunshui sect to lay the foundation for the disciples of the outer sect. Even if they have not practiced it, everyone present has seen it.
However, basic martial arts basic martial arts.
Just like its basic word, its power is only a basic bonus, and its weak attack power is not as good as ordinary martial arts.
but now,
This basic boxing technique was used by Zhang Qingyuan, and its power has almost reached the level of advanced martial arts. How is this possible? !
"Nothing is impossible, that's the fist!"
The knowledgeable monks around him stared at the arena, speaking authentically.
"According to rumors, after practicing a martial skill to perfection, one can comprehend the true meaning of martial arts and possess all kinds of terrifying abilities to turn decay into magic!"
"I didn't expect to see someone here today who can practice this basic boxing technique to perfection!"
The man uttered in horror,
It just feels incredible!
God,
There is someone who spends so much effort on basic boxing techniques,
What a great insistence,
Great perseverance!
Any cultivator who clearly knows the difficulties involved will be filled with incomparable admiration and respect when he sees Zhang Qingyuan's eyes on the stage.
At this time, on the arena,
Zhang Qingyuan, who dragged Liao Yuanxing from mid-air in one fell swoop and threw him to the ground severely, took advantage of this opportunity to unleash his Skyhawk hand, and the vibration of Lingyuan turned into a Skyhawk soaring for nine days, and fell down, grabbing at Liao Yuanxing's throat. !
Grasping the air with every trace of energy, it seems that there is a crack visible to the naked eye in the air!
Liao Yuanxing, who had just suffered a serious injury at this time, and his head was dizzy, had just recovered from the state of being full of stars, and the incomparably powerful human-level low-grade martial arts had already stayed an inch in front of his throat!
Only one line away!
His throat is about to be torn apart by powerful force!
grunt!
Liao Yuanxing couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and he lay on the ground, not daring to move.
"Chapter Seven, Zhang Qingyuan wins on the thirteenth!"
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