Chapter 1796: All Trash

In fact, if you think about it a little, you will know why the descendants of Zhaoyang Empire suddenly proposed a martial arts competition.

To put it bluntly, it is a competition in name, but in fact, it is a show of force. So that everyone in Danxin Shengzong knows that there is no way out of refusal, and the only right thing to do is to comply with the requirements of the descendants of Zhaoyang Empire.

Otherwise, I am afraid that everyone in Danxin Shengzong still has a little luck in their hearts, thinking that they may be able to fight against these descendants of Zhaoyang Empire with the power of the entire sect.

And this martial arts competition is to completely break the fantasy of everyone in Danxin Shengzong, and let everyone in Danxin Shengzong know that there is only one way, that is to surrender.

"Okay, who of your young generation wants to try first, you can start now."

Qing Ji, who had been silent at the back, stepped forward at this time, with a hint of contempt on his lips, and stood in the middle of the venue.

The top young generation of Danxin Shengzong were all in the meeting hall at this time. Seeing the other party's attitude, these young generations glared at each other.

Young people are full of blood and blood, how can they tolerate someone looking down on them like this? A figure immediately jumped out from the disciple area and shouted: "I, Huang Liang, will meet you!"

This Huang Liang was the one who competed with Qiu Yufei for the Golden Crow Spirit Grass at the Jinghu Festival. In terms of martial arts strength, he ranks in the middle among the martial arts disciples in the Tianzi District.

At this moment, among the eight martial arts disciples in the Tianzi District, Qiu Yufei was in trouble, Qi Yongfeng was poisoned by the zombie, Song Yunhui ranked in the lower position, and the other two were martial arts disciples who had just entered the Tianzi District this year. In terms of strength, they were naturally not as strong as the old-fashioned disciples.

As for Li Dong, although he wanted to fight, he also knew that as the first person, he couldn't fight right away.

Therefore, Huang Liang was the best candidate to fight.

When the senior leaders of the Danxin Holy Sect saw Huang Liang fighting, they nodded in approval. Although the young generation of their Danxin Holy Sect may not be as strong as the other party in terms of strength, this bloodiness cannot be lost.

According to the rules that Bai Lu just said, if the disciples of Danxin Holy Sect can survive three moves under Qingji's hands, they will be considered the winner.

"You are such a scum, and you are here to embarrass yourself?"

When Qingji saw Huang Liang coming up, he sneered with disdain, "Get out!"

As he said that, he punched Huang Liang with a loud bang. This punch was so powerful that it actually caused the wind and thunder of heaven and earth to roar in this space.

Such a powerful momentum was not something that Huang Liang, who was in the fifth level of Xunyou Realm, could resist.

Suddenly, Huang Liang felt that there were fist shadows in front of him, and all the space was blocked by fist shadows in an instant.

"Not good!"

"Huang Liang, retreat quickly!"

There were exclamations from the Danxin Holy Sect.

Bai Lu stood aside calmly, with a faint expression, as if the result of this game was not a suspense in his eyes.

"Block it!"

At the critical moment, Huang Liang gritted his teeth, held the long sword in his hand, and poured all his true energy into the sword. He finally blocked the attack, but the sword was broken into two pieces.

Huang Liang himself retreated more than ten steps, his face was pale and his blood was boiling.

"Hmph!"

Qing Ji didn't expect that this disciple of Danxin Saint Sect, who was in the fifth level of Xunyou Realm, was so fierce. If it were any other time, even the sixth or seventh level of Xunyou Realm might not be able to withstand this move, but this fifth level of Xunyou Realm used all his strength to withstand it.

However, although he blocked this move, Huang Liang's body also paid a heavy price. At this moment, he could hardly muster any strength.

"Boy, you are lucky. But I will kill you in the next move!"

Qing Ji's eyes showed a trace of cruelty. Obviously, Huang Liang blocked his move, which made him feel embarrassed, and he wanted to kill him on the spot.

"I admit defeat in this round!"

At this moment, Sect Master Yu suddenly stood up, swept his sleeves, and swept Huang Liang to the back, separating him from Qingji.

Obviously, Sect Master Yu also knew that if Qingji made another move, Huang Liang would definitely die.

In this battle, the strength of both sides was essentially too different, and there was no fight at all.

Before, the people of Danxin Shengzong had no clear concept of the strength of the descendants of Zhaoyang Empire. At most, they only knew that Huo Jingwei was one of the descendants of Zhaoyang Empire. But in fact, Huo Jingwei was just a Dandao personnel, and his martial arts strength could not represent the level of the descendants of Zhaoyang Empire.

And now, seeing Qingji's strength, the people of Danxin Shengzong suddenly felt heavy in their hearts.

Qing Ji smiled contemptuously: "I will only give you three rounds. Now, one round has passed, and there are two rounds left."

"If any of you can win one of the rounds, you will have the opportunity to negotiate. If you can't even win one round, you are a waste, and wastes must obey obediently, otherwise, the empire has plenty of ways to deal with you."

Qing Ji's words carry a sense of dominance.

This dominance is not expressed in the form of harsh words, but a natural temperament, as if he was born with such domineering capital, which makes people have to be nervous.