My heart began to beat, not sure if I really lost in this sword duel.
"Senior Brother Qin, have you really lost?"
"No way! Is this Li Chunlong so fierce?"
"..."
For a time, the entire square exclaimed, and most of them thought that I had lost.
But who knew, at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.
Because no one knows better than me the impact of the Gang Qi on both of us when we were sword fighting with Li Chunlong just now.
Li Chunlong, who was standing opposite, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound without any warning, while he was screaming in shock under the ring.
Then, Li Chunlong's legs went weak and his eyes rolled.
"Plop" was heard again, and he fell to his knees directly.
Then the entire front door hit the ground heavily.
This scene happened too suddenly.
Many people did not react or expect it.
The Wudang Clan who were cheering a second ago, including the elders, were all turned to stone at this time.
Everyone looked at the arena in disbelief.
There were many people around who were suddenly speechless and looked at Li Chunlong who was already lying on the ground with some surprise.
In the entire large square, the sound suddenly disappeared by more than half.
On the contrary, Lao Mo, Chen Yao, who was paying attention to me, suddenly shouted excitedly:
"Win, win! Senior Brother Qin wins."
"Hahaha, I'm just saying, how could Lao Qin lose?
Fellow Taoist, have you seen that, that is my brother.
When we fight against each other on weekdays, we are evenly matched in terms of strength."
A fellow Taoist cultivator next to him rolled his eyes:
"Take him down! How many games did you just win and then you came down?
He defeated the masters from the Western Realm, then defeated Shaolin, Kongtong, Emei, Maoshan and now Wudang, and he is still standing!"
"It's not fellow Taoist. I didn't use my full strength just now."
"..."
While everyone was talking and surprised.
The referee and Wudang disciples had already rushed to the ring and lifted Li Chunlong down who had fallen to the ground.
Many people were shocked when they saw Wudang Sect swordsman Li Chunlong being carried off on a stretcher.
Qin Ze, who has fought for five times, can still beat the top Wudang master. This strength is not too scary.
The referee, Taoist Master Qingshi, announced again:
"Qin Ze wins this game. Qin Ze wins six consecutive games."
Under the ring, cheers started again.
"Wonderful!"
"The casual cultivators have defeated the masters of all the major sects in a row, which really makes our casual cultivators look bad."
"That is, those big sect disciples used to look down on us.
Now that we have been defeated continuously by our representatives of casual cultivators, I feel really comfortable!"
"..."
These words naturally caused dissatisfaction among many large sect disciples.
But with the facts in front of them, they could only sulk.
"Who among the various factions is missing?"
"If a casual cultivator wins, where will the dignity of our major sects go?"
"By the way, among the younger generations of the major sects now.
He who can compete with Qin Ze has not yet appeared.
Probably, only Wu Kehang from the Qingcheng faction is left, right?"
"..."
As soon as these words came out, young disciples from various sects turned their attention to the Qingcheng Sect.
I also noticed the commotion in the audience, and the name "Wu Kehang" appeared one after another.
I know this, Senior Brother Xia Qiuxi.
He is very strong, and Xia Qiuxi said so.
Her senior brother is a super genius in their sect that is rare to see in a century.
He became a disciple at the age of eight, entered Taoism at the age of ten, practiced Dharma at the age of sixteen, and became the "elder brother" among the three generations of disciples in Qingcheng at the age of nineteen.
Her talent far exceeds that of Xia Qiuxi.
I had seen him from a distance a few times before, but never had a conversation.
I didn't think too much about it at the moment.
What is supposed to come will always come.
What I can do is to adjust my own condition first.
Because I am getting closer and closer to the Bone Resurrection Grass.
Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.
Although I won this match, Li Chunlong’s strength was really powerful and it shocked me.
There is still a dull pain in my chest and abdomen right now, and I already have internal injuries.
Although I still have a trump card in my hand that I haven't used yet.
But his own spiritual power is not much left.
The next game will definitely be difficult to play.
It may even become very, very difficult.
However, no matter how difficult it is, I must win.