The first competition ended with Chen Bo's victory. In fact, the outcome of this competition was already doomed from the beginning. After all, Chen Bo's cultivation level was higher than that of Han Fei. Although Han Fei's strength was not weak, he was still
A little worse.
Qin Lang saw it in his eyes and compared it. He felt that although Chen Bo's strength had reached the perfection of the God Refining Stage, it was still far behind Fu Mang and Lai Qi in the cave. Although he
It's just the strength of the Concentration Stage Dacheng, but it won't suffer too much against Chen Bo.
Qin Lang once carefully examined his own strength. Although his apparent cultivation level is not very high and he does not have many martial arts skills, his overall strength is not too weak. His vitality seems to be much stronger than that of immortal cultivators of the same level.
, the power of the techniques he performs seems to be a bit more powerful. During the body refining stage, he was able to kill assassins in the body breaking stage, and during the body breaking stage, he was able to assist Ling'er in defeating Huang Shiren, who was in the concentration stage. Now.
After his strength has reached the level of concentration, and he has the memory of all the skills of the two great masters Fu Mang and Lai Qi, it is not a problem to challenge him beyond the level. What's more, he has the biggest trump card, which is that he owns a cave.
As long as he doesn't meet a truly peerless strong man, he can be invincible. However, that thing must not be revealed easily. This is what is said about the common man who has no blame but a guilty one.
The second competition has begun. Qin Lang is still carefully observing the moves of both sides. In Qin Lang's eyes, those moves are slowed down countless times. The seemingly weird movements are like images.
In Qin Lang's eyes, it keeps replaying.
At this time, Qin Lang's mind accelerated time in Dongtian. Two quarters of an hour passed in the cave, while only a quarter of an hour passed in the outside world. In the cave, every move was rehearsed repeatedly. The process of watching the battle, in fact,
It is also a process of Qin Lang's continuous learning and progress.
The third game...
The fourth game...
Game 7···
Game 15...
Game 21...
The thirtieth scene...
"The third one is one. This one, it's my turn." Qin Lang gathered his thoughts and looked for his opponent in the crowd.
Whoosh!
A dazzling orange light flew out from the crowd and stopped ten miles away from the summit of Zi Teng Peak. This was an extremely strong man, almost two meters tall. He was a man with well-trained muscles and an extremely contoured body.
The protrusion of his body and the protruding veins on his body showed his unparalleled strength. He was wearing a dark orange vest. It was obvious that he was one step away from entering the stage of becoming a god, and becoming an inner disciple was just around the corner.
"I, Luo Gang, am No. 31. Where is No. 77? Come out and challenge!" This big man was like a wild beast out of its cage, and his rough voice was like a wild beast roaring.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this No. 77 is unlucky to meet Luo Gang. He is a ruthless character."
"That's right, whenever Luo Gang starts fighting, he won't be able to stop shouting, and his facial features will be closed. He only knows how to keep attacking and attacking. He will never stop until the enemy is knocked down. In the last competition, he almost failed
He beat people to death, but in the end it was an elder who took action to avoid a tragedy."
"That is, he was disqualified from the competition because of this and was punished to face the wall and meditate for ten years. Otherwise, he would definitely have the strength to enter the top ten."
"Oh, look who that number seventy-seven is, he met Luo Gang, this unlucky boy."
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, but Qin Lang did not fly out in a hurry and listened quietly. Luo Gang in the sky was already impatient and shouted loudly: "What? I didn't dare to come out to challenge him when he saw it was me.
Huh? If you don’t dare, just admit defeat, otherwise I won’t be able to control my strength and beat you to death, which would be bad. After all, we are in the same sect.”
A burst of laughter broke out from the crowd. Qin Lang shook his head and smiled softly. He nodded in one direction, where Ling'er was looking at him.
Ling'er finally arrived before his own competition. At least, he had a supporter.
Qin Lang looked at Luo Gang, who was still roaring in the sky. With a slight push of his feet, he turned into a meteor and flew towards Luo Gang. He stood in the sky a hundred feet in front of Luo Gang.
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Qin Lang was still wearing the white gown, standing there quietly, his face extremely calm, without any emotion, as if he had the demeanor of a master.
This skill was not something Qin Lang was born with, but was taught to him by the cave spirit. According to the cave spirit, there is a gap in Qin Lang's strength after all, but this gap must not be revealed, and he must put on a good show.
The mysterious appearance will make the opponent unable to figure out the details, and Qin Lang's chances of winning will increase.
"Huh? Junior brother, how come I haven't seen you before? Are you new here?" Luo Gang's eyes widened and he turned around in his mind several times, but he still couldn't place any appearance in his memory overlapping with the person in front of him.
"Senior Brother Luo Gang, I, Qin Lang, have indeed just joined the Qinghai Sect." Qin Lang nodded slightly and showed an extremely casual smile.
"Oh, it turns out to be Junior Brother Qin." Luo Gang nodded, but suddenly his eyes widened and he shouted: "Nani? Are you Qin Lang? The one who came in through the back door? Aren't you in the Body Refining Realm? Why are you here?
Can you fly? This makes no sense. No, no, your strength is obvious, but your clothes? No, no, it makes no sense." Luo Gang was like a rapper, and he started shouting all by himself.
The crowd on Zi Teng Peak was also in an uproar.
"What? That's Qin Lang? Did I hear correctly?"
"Yes, I heard it very clearly. He said he was Qin Lang, the Qin Lang who had just joined the sect."
"But isn't that Qin Lang just in the body refining stage? How can he fly in the air? Even if he breaks through, he can't be so fast?"
"Yeah, how long has it been? Less than a month. Upgrading two levels in a row? This is faster than becoming a golden-winged roc."
"No, no, this matter cannot be explained no matter what. Did he hide his strength when he entered the sect? This Qin Lang is definitely not simple. He is definitely not a guy who entered the sect through the back door."
"No matter how extraordinary he is, he will be unlucky to meet Luo Gang."
"That's right, I want to see what's so special about this guy named Qin Lang. A new disciple actually made everyone in the entire sect know his name."
At a corner of the peak, several beautiful women were hidden under a curtain of light.
"Ling'er, is this the Qin Lang you are talking about?" said a very nice voice. This person turned out to be the Jue cultivating at the top of Lanzhu Peak that Qin Lang saw when he sent out his spiritual thoughts that day.
Beautiful woman.
"That's right, Senior Sister Qian, he is Qin Lang." Ling'er looked at Qin Lang in the distance and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"You said he was still as strong as the broken body ten days ago?" the beautiful woman asked.
"Well, this is absolutely true. Ten days ago, he was still at the full strength of the broken body stage, but he bravely saved me from Huang Shiren's hands, and even stayed alone to let me escape in a critical moment. It is really a rare thing.
A hero." Ling'er's eyes were filled with brilliance. He looked at Qin Lang as if he were looking at a peerless hero. There was an endless strange look in his little eyes.
"Hahaha, Ling'er, I have never seen you praise someone so much." The beautiful woman smiled.
"Oh, Senior Sister Qian, you've come to make fun of me again." A blush flashed across Ling'er's face, slightly angry, but she smiled like a coquettish person.
"Haha, if it is true as you said, there must be some secrets in Qin Lang." The beautiful woman said.
"Senior Sister Qian." There was a hint of anxiety in Ling'er's tone.
"Don't worry, I won't pursue him for anything. Everyone has their own secrets. As long as he is still a member of our Qinghai Sect, the stronger he is, the better. Let's see how he fights. This Luo Gang is not a
A fuel-efficient lamp. Even if I face him, it will be a bit troublesome without weapons."
"Ah, is this Luo Gang so powerful?" Ling'er looked at Qin Lang and said to himself: "Junior brother Qin Lang, come on, don't let me down."
Here, Luo Gang's performance was finally over. He shook his head, pointed at Qin Lang, and said, "Junior Brother Qin, I really don't understand what's going on. Can you explain it to me?
"
"Well, senior brother, I really don't understand what you are talking about." Qin Lang looked at Luo Gang innocently with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Okay, if you don't say anything, then I'll hit you and tell you!" Luo Gang didn't bother to talk nonsense. He kicked his feet into the air and jumped dozens of feet away. He stabbed towards Qin Lang so hard.
Jumped over.
"Hahaha! Good luck!" Qin Lang laughed boldly, stepped back with his right leg slightly, and took a horse stance, but his body remained motionless.