On the fighting stage.

Wang Zhong took action.

He waved his palms and directly used Hunyuan Gong in conjunction with the Great Hunyuan Hand to unleash the strongest move.

Wang Zhong has been practicing the fourth level of Hunyuan Gong for four years, and his internal strength is strong. Combined with the great Hunyuan hand of the ninth level, his moves are fierce and unparalleled in power.

Lu Changqing faced Wang Zhong's majestic palm.

It also uses the internal power of the fourth level of Hunyuan Gong to create the Great Hunyuan Hand.

The power of his Great Hunyuan Shou was naturally far inferior to the moves that Wang Zhong had already mastered to the ninth level.

However, with the power of the seventh level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

The air vibrated and roared violently.

The power of Lu Changqing's palm was also unparalleled and mighty.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

Wang Zhong and Lu Changqing exchanged dozens of moves in a row, completely head-on, and finally each took a few steps back.

There seems to be no winner or loser.

This situation made the disciples in the audience marvel.

They had all learned that Wang Zhong had cultivated the Great Hunyuan Shou to the ninth level, which was extremely powerful. However, Lu Changqing completely resisted and pushed Wang Zhong back.

The strength was somewhat beyond their expectations.

Some of the outer disciples who supported Lu Changqing were extremely excited. The performance of Lu Changqing, the senior brother, did not disappoint them.

"Lu Changqing's strength is so strong, he may still be above me."

Lin He, who was originally a little disheartened by the failure, couldn't help but be surprised.

He originally thought that if Wang Zhong hadn't cultivated the Great Hunyuan Shou to the ninth level, no one would be his opponent in this competition.

He didn't expect that even without Wang Zhong, he might not be able to get the first place.

"Senior Brother's strength is really strong. He is not at all inferior when facing Senior Brother Wang Zhong, but I don't know how much strength he has hidden."

Cui Zhenxuan thought to himself.

"So strong, these two are much stronger than me."

Yang Kai and Wu Shan were also paying attention to this competition and were shocked in their hearts.

"Hey, you have just been practicing the Great Hunyuan Hand for a short time, and you are just getting started. However, there is another strange power in your palm, which can actually exert the power of the ninth level. Is this the power of your innate divine power?"

Wang Zhong's eyes flashed, slightly surprised.

The huge power transmitted from Lu Changqing's palm was too much for him to bear, and he had to step back to relieve the pressure.

"That is to say, you have also mastered two ninth-level skills. If Lin He fights you, he may not be able to defeat you."

Wang Zhong praised.

"However, you are not my opponent after all. The Hunyuan Gong and the Great Hunyuan Shou of our Hunyuan Sect are both master-level skills, and they were created by the ancestor of the Kaisect, the ancestor of Hunyuan. They work perfectly together to make my strength stronger.

Close to the eighth grade.”

Wang Zhong was full of confidence and full of momentum.

He quickly launched his moves, becoming more and more courageous as he fought, rows of palm shadows waving like a raging wind.

Facing Wang Zhong's layer upon layer of attacks, Lu Changqing truly felt his powerful strength.

He also felt what Lin He was feeling just now.

The internal strength cultivated by Hunyuan Gong can unleash the power of the Great Hunyuan Hand to the greatest extent.

If he only relied on the seventh level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu and the fourth level of Hunyuan Kung Fu, Lu Changqing might be stronger than Lin He, but he would only be able to resist Wang Zhong's moves, and would still be at a disadvantage in the end.

After fighting for more than twenty moves again, Lu Changqing was already feeling a little weak.

"Ha, defeat me, you are no match for me."

Wang Zhong shouted.

He jumped up, and a strong palm wind hit Lu Changqing's face. It was as strong as a knife, and it hurt his face.

A big palm enveloped Lu Changqing's entire body.

The power of this palm is much stronger than the previous move.

Lu Changqing pushed his palm forward, and the huge power of Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong surged.

boom.

A loud noise erupted in the competition arena, and there was a faint vibration.

Lu Changqing couldn't help but fly back.

This is a truly perfect combination of Hunyuan Gong and Great Hunyuan Shou, and its power is already at the eighth level.

Wang Zhong could only occasionally use such powerful moves.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to repel Lu Changqing, Wang Zhong jumped forward and mercilessly struck out more than ten palm shadows, launching the most violent attack on him.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

A series of collisions sounded.

Lu Changqing retreated continuously and fell into a disadvantageous position.

"I knew that Lu Changqing was still not as good as Wang Zhong."

Seeing this, Lin He shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Eldest brother, why haven't you used your hidden strength yet?"

Cui Zhenxuan frowned slightly.

"It seems that the position of true disciple belongs to Wang Zhong."

Yang Kai and Wu Shan both thought secretly in their hearts.

"Hahahaha, you can no longer stop my offensive, you are going to lose."

A burst of laughter burst out from Wang Zhong's mouth.

It was as if he had already seen the scene of defeating Lu Changqing.

"Uncle He, it seems that you have made a mistake this time."

In the front stands, elder Wang Mingzhong looked at He Xuanyi and said.

He was still a little worried about what He Xuanyi had just said.

At this time, seeing that his son Wang Zhong's victory was determined and he was about to become a true disciple and the next candidate to head the Hunyuan Sect, he was not afraid of He Xuanyi.

He Xuanyi ignored Wang Mingzhong and just thought in his heart that he might have guessed wrong.

Lu Changqing pretended to be calm.

At this time, the leader He Songnian also showed a slightly disappointed look in his eyes.

Although Lu Changqing performed well and persisted in Wang Zhong's hands for a long time, his performance was not as amazing as he hoped to see.

"Defeat, you're right, I won't try my moves on you, I'll just defeat you."

Lu Changqing drank lightly.

Just when several senior officials of the Hunyuan Sect thought that Lu Changqing was going to lose to Wang Zhong, Lu Changqing suddenly emitted a shocking aura.

There was a glint in his eyes.

No more hiding your strength.

The eighth level of Dragon-Elephant Prajna Gong.

Eighth grade level strength.

A palm suddenly shot forward, and the dragon elephant broke the air with great force, causing the void to vibrate, as if creating ripples.

With the cooperation of the internal force of the fourth level of Hunyuan Gong, a whistling wind swept around the competition stage.

boom.

A palm hit Wang Zhong's big hand that was covering him. Wang Zhong instantly felt the infinite power coming from Lu Changqing's palm. He could not completely resist this powerful force.

Wang Zhong couldn't help but fly back.

At this moment, Lu Changqing jumped forward, his palms flying, and all the palm power poured into Wang Zhong.

Bang, bang, bang.

Three palms in a row.

The first palm was blocked by Wang Zhong.

The second palm shook Wang Zhong's body violently.
To be continued...