"Is that so? Are you sure you will definitely win? Haha, let's not talk about it for now, let's see what you have after the battle!" Qin Jian said calmly.
"Okay, then I will let you give up. In order to show respect for you, I will take all my strength later!" Huang Bing said.
Qin Jian nodded and said, "Go to do it."
Huang Bing roared without saying a word, shaking his body and headed straight for Qin Jian. At the same time, Huang Bing punched straight for Qin Jian's chest.
Huang Bing did not draw his sword. In his opinion, Qin Jian's cultivation level did not need to draw his sword himself.
"Break the momentum!"
Qin Jian was naturally not polite, and also rushed over and finally took action with a move in the Breaking Force in the Breaking Heaven Palm.
"it's over!"
Another plain sound came from Qin Jian's mouth. The next moment, Qin Jian's palm hit Huang Bing's body, and Huang Bing's body flew backwards and landed directly under the ring.
Huang Bing was not injured in this battle, but since he had fallen under the ring, it proved that he lost in this battle.
Huang Bing stood beneath a little dazed. Until now, Huang Bing hadn't reacted yet. He actually lost like this? Huang Bing couldn't figure out why he lost?
You know, the other party’s cultivation is not as good as his, and the other party’s martial soul is a waste of martial soul, but... why did he lose?
In fact, not only Huang Bing can't figure it out, but even other people can't figure it out.
"Senior brother, may I ask, did I win this battle?" Qin Jian looked at the Qingfeng Sect disciple who was still a little stunned and asked calmly.
“Oh…”
The Qingfeng Sect disciple reacted and quickly said, "This time, naturally... Qin Jian won and won a point. Please ask the next challenge disciple to come on the field."
As soon as the Qingfeng disciple finished speaking, a young man jumped onto the ring again and said to Qin Jian, "He Taichong, the cultivation level of the eighth level of martial arts skills, martial soul, flying eagle!"
After He Taichong finished speaking, he didn't even wait for Qin Jian to speak, and rushed towards Qin Jian directly.
He Taichong's martial soul was a flying eagle, with extremely fast speed. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at Qin Jian's side, waved his hands repeatedly, grabbed Qin Jian, and flew his fingers. For a moment, Qin Jian was shrouded in He Taichong's claw shadow.
The people below sighed. Although He Taichong was only at the eighth level of martial arts level, his combat power was really too strong, even more powerful than Huang Bing before.
Even Qin Jian couldn't help being stunned when he felt He Taichong's attack, and thought to himself, "This guy is amazing. With such a strong combat power, there are basically no rivals among people of the same level of cultivation. It's just a pity that he met me today."
When the soul realm reaches "selflessness", Qin Jian can naturally easily feel the flaws in He Taichong's attack.
Although this flaw is almost impossible to detect, it is fatal once discovered.
"Break the momentum!"
Qin Jian had no extra tricks, and it was still this move that broke the power.
Bang!
The next moment, He Taichong's body also flew up. His fate was the same as Huang Bing, and he also landed under the ring. He Taichong was also a little stunned. What was going on? At the moment, he hadn't even reacted yet, so why was he bombarded by someone?
The people below were finally moved at this moment.
They finally understood that the young man standing on the ring, although his martial soul was a waste martial soul, was not simple.
"Qin Jian, win, total points, 2!"
The Qingfeng Sect disciple announced the result again, and he also looked at Qin Jian with some surprise, because even this Qingfeng Sect disciple could not understand how Qin Jian won.
The third person came on the field and lost!
The fourth person came on the court and still lost!
...
Next, Qin Jian almost used a destructive force, and no one was his opponent. Although Qin Jian is only at the eighth level of martial arts level, he has almost no opponent at the imperial level.
Even when facing those challengers coming up, Qin Jian only used one move to break the situation!
With a simple move, everyone finally moved, and they couldn't help but think, "Is this guy really just a dogtail grass martial soul? Why is his combat power so powerful?"
"In the 14th challenge, Qin Jian won. Qin Jian has now won fourteen consecutive victories and won fourteen points. In the next last stop, Qin Jian, can he win? If Qin Jian can still win, he will win fifteen consecutive victories."
The Qingfeng Sect disciple said excitedly.
To be honest, this Qingfeng disciple was very curious about Qin Jian. He wanted to see Qin Jian's true strength.
A girl about fifteen years old walked up. The girl was very beautiful, and it could even be said to be a mess. However, her face was always cold, and a typical stranger should not be approached.
"My name is Ziya, you are not my opponent, you can go down!" After the girl came up, she looked at Qin Jian, and said coldly without expression.
"Since we are already standing on the ring, let's fight!" Qin Jian also said calmly.
Let him admit defeat? That is absolutely impossible.
"You are quite stubborn!"
Zi Ya said, raised her right hand and a cute little fox appeared in Zi Ya's hand. Martial soul, fox, no wonder Zi Ya is so beautiful. It turns out that her martial soul is actually the fox among the charming beasts.