Wu Qing is arrogant and conceited, and he also has some capital. Mastery of boxing skills is also a relatively rare talent.
From the very beginning, he struck first and took the initiative. With his fists, dragons roared and tigers roared, and the wind roared, as if the air was torn and pierced by his fists.
Feng Fei knew that speed was his biggest weakness, so he simply stood where he was, motionless as a mountain, and remained unchanged to cope with all changes.
The talent of rock skin gives him strong defense capabilities. Only one pair of eyes are exposed, and his whole body is wrapped in thick rocks.
Wu Qing's fist landed on the rock skin with a dull loud sound, and his true energy condensed into fist strength, trying to penetrate the rock skin and injure Feng Fei's internal organs.
This was Ye Feng's method of beating cattle across mountains in his previous life on Earth.
However, the rock on Feng Fei's body was extremely thick, and it was formed by condensation of earth energy. The strength of the fist was continuously weakened layer by layer during the penetration process, and it was unable to have the slightest impact on him.
In comparison, Feng Fei's attack was more simple and direct. His fists were waving, like a boulder smashing. Wu Qing did not dare to hit him hard. He could only rely on his flexible body skills to continuously dodge, and then seize the opportunity to launch the violent wind attack.
A rain of attacks.
"Which of these two people is stronger?" Murong Yunxue couldn't help but ask Ye Feng beside him under the obsidian battle platform.
Although her cultivation level has surpassed Ye Feng's, she knows that her vision and knowledge in martial arts are far inferior to Ye Feng's.
Moreover, although Ye Feng's cultivation level is low, her strength is not weak at all. After she broke through the Wuzong, the strongest blow she launched with her talented sword shadow integrated into the long sword was not able to hurt Ye Feng at all.
Even if Murong Yunxue is the person closest to him, she still doesn't know how strong Ye Feng is.
"It's hard to say now. Wu Qing and Feng Fei are obviously locked in a protracted battle. Feng Fei has a great advantage in terms of Qi consumption. Doubling the Qi recovery speed is very useful," Ye Feng said.
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"You mean, Feng Fei might win?" Murong Yunxue couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
In her heart, she naturally did not want Feng Fei to win, otherwise such a person would only become more arrogant, domineering and arrogant.
However, Ye Feng shook his head and said: "Feng Fei's rock skin talent is well known to everyone in the outer sect. In the eyes of many martial arts masters, it is a hard nut to crack. If you are not careful, your teeth will break.
Since Wu Qing dares to challenge him, he should have some means of restraint."
"After all, Feng Fei's biggest advantage is his faster defense and faster recovery of Qi. Although his attack power is not weak, it is of no use if he can't hit anyone. In a battle between warriors, defense itself is a disadvantage!"
"The real dragon comes out of the water!"
At this moment, Wu Qing, who was on the Obsidian Battle Stage, suddenly shouted loudly. He released his true energy, jumped up, and punched in mid-air. The surging true energy spurted out and condensed into a dragon shape.
The energy roared out.
Obviously, Wu Qing had been fighting with Feng Fei for a long time, and then at the critical moment, he used his strongest method.
The Qi energy is released outwards and condensed into a dragon shape, which is enough to show that Wu Qing is not only pure and strong in Qi, but also has perfected his boxing skills, reaching the state of transformation, and there is a faint force of martial arts and boxing intention emerging from him.
"This Wu Qing is good. He is only a little short of being able to comprehend Wu Shi Fist Intent. With a little training, King Wu should be able to master Wu Shi Fist Intent before." Elder Qian Li nodded and praised Wu Qing.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the scene, and they saw the dragon-shaped energy roaring out and hitting Feng Fei's rock skin. It was only slightly hindered, and then was accompanied by a vague dragon roar, Dragon-shaped energy penetrated through his chest.
Feng Fei's body movements suddenly stopped, the rocky skin on his body cracked with hideous cracks, and blood spurted out from his mouth.
"The ninth one in the outer sect is nothing more than that."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Qing's mouth. The moment he landed, he rushed towards Feng Fei again. The shadow of a fist appeared behind him. As he punched out again, the shadow of the fist turned into a tiger and roared out. , the roar shook the sky.
"boom!"
Under the fierce impact of the tiger-shaped energy, Feng Fei was completely defeated. The rocky skin on his body completely collapsed, and his strong defense was instantly broken. He spat out blood and fell to the ground on his back, and his body shape returned to normal.
Elder Qian Li, who had originally praised Wu Qing, suddenly frowned. Feng Fei's rock skin was a mutated earth element talent, which was very rare. Wu Qing had already won just now, but he took action again. Too harsh.
"This boy's character is too bad to be cultivated!" Elder Qianli snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to Wu Qing in his heart.
Xuantian Wuzong has tens of thousands of disciples, but there are not many who are worthy of the sect's careful cultivation. Wu Qing was unyielding when he gained power and killed Feng Fei, which obviously made the sect elder very unhappy.
"What a pity for a seedling." Elder Qianli shook his head and sighed. Feng Fei on the Obsidian Battle Stage was bleeding from all his orifices, and all his internal organs were seriously injured. He had more air coming out and less air coming in.
The rules of the outer sect competition are very cruel. Feng Fei's life is now in Wu Qing's hands. Even though he is a sect elder, he cannot break the rules and interfere indiscriminately, otherwise he will be criticized.
"Bang!"
Wu Qing's expression was extremely cold, and he kicked Feng Fei off the platform. He was already seriously injured, and his life was immediately cut off by this kick.
The many outer disciples who were watching near the battle platform were noisy. Some people scolded Wu Qing for being ruthless and unforgiving when he gained the upper hand. Some people lamented that Feng Fei, a warrior with mutated talents, died like this. Some people remained silent. With a neutral attitude, he believes that the competition in the world of warriors is inherently cruel.
Even if you have unparalleled talent, if your strength is not strong enough, no matter who you are, you may be beaten to death sooner or later.
On the road to martial arts, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Only by moving forward bravely, advancing bravely, and constantly surpassing yourself and your ancestors can you live longer and go further.
Although what Wu Qing did was disgusting and chilling, not many people thought he did something wrong because the rules of the outer sect competition were there.
Sure enough, just as Murong Yunxue said, after defeating Feng Fei, Wu Qing's expression became even more unruly and proud.
When Elder Qianli announced that he had replaced Feng Fei and became the ninth-ranked master in the outer sect, he looked at Ye Feng in the audience with a sneer on his lips and said, "You trash, do you dare to come up and challenge me?"
Wu Qing's words were extremely arrogant. He had just had a big battle with Feng Fei and had definitely lost a lot of energy. He should have had half an hour to rest, but he didn't care and directly challenged Ye Feng.
"To deal with a small character like you, I don't need to waste any effort at all. I still have 30% of my energy, which is more than enough to kill you." Wu Qing said with a cruel smile.
"Of course, if you don't dare to come up, just kneel on the ground and say you are a waste, and I will spare your life!" Wu Qing's words were more sarcastic and arrogant than the last.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Feng, as if they were waiting for him to make a decision.
Although he has only been in the outer sect for two months, Ye Feng's record has made him known as one of the top players in the outer sect.
First, there was a life-and-death battle, in which Xu Bingfang, who was a martial artist, was killed, and then Liao Tieshan brought people to the door to cause trouble, but he was frightened away.
Later, when Guo Lie came out of confinement, he heard that his younger brother Guo Hai had been injured by Ye Feng, so he came to the door aggressively, but in the end he returned in vain and fled in embarrassment.
Although he was only at the peak level of a great martial artist and not outstanding among the outer disciples, no one underestimated Ye Feng's strength.
But now Wu Qing only has about 30% of his true energy left, but he threatens to kill Ye Feng in this state. In the eyes of everyone, this is really arrogant to the extreme!
"Didn't you say she is a vase? Since you want to perform well in front of your great goddess Fengqiu, just defeat her."
At this time, Ye Feng pushed Murong Yunxue forward and said with a harmless smile.
"You are indeed a waste, can you only hide behind women?" Wu Qing seized the opportunity and sarcastically said.
"What? You don't dare?" Ye Feng retorted, irritating the other party.
"Don't you dare?" Wu Qing's expression was exaggerated, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. He laughed loudly and said: "Since you want your woman to come up and die, I will help her!"
Seeing Wu Qing agreeing, Ye Feng's lips suddenly showed a smile, and he whispered in Murong Yunxue's ear: "His energy is only about 30% left. You have a good chance of winning, seize the opportunity."
"Yes." Murong Yunxue nodded obediently. She also knew that Ye Feng was helping her get a chance to enter the top ten of the outer sect.
After all, none of the top ten masters in the outer sect are mediocre, and Murong Yunxue has just broken through to the early stage of Wuzong, so it is still difficult to rank among them.
Ye Feng was always observing and helping Murong Yunxue look for opportunities. Unfortunately, the weakest Guo Lie was caught first by Liao Tieshan, leaving Murong Yunxue to challenge the others. Ye Feng was worried that she would be damaged.
But now, Wu Qing, an arrogant and arrogant idiot, delivered the goods to his door. Ye Feng naturally pushed Murong Yunxue out and seized this opportunity to enter the top ten of the outer sect.
Murong Yunxue was wearing a long purple dress. She looked like a proud goddess. She jumped up and landed on the obsidian battle platform. Without giving Wu Qing any sarcastic words, she directly drew her sword towards him.
"Even if I only have 30% of my true energy left, you are no match for a vase like you who can only enjoy a man's crotch!" Wu Qing's mouth was very mean. Even during the battle, he still couldn't bear it.
Stay away from sarcastic remarks.
"Buzz!"
A black sword shadow appeared behind Murong Yunxue, and a fierce aura spread out from her body, locking Wu Qing on the opposite side.
"It's swordsmanship that evolved from weapons proficiency!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.
"Proficient in swordsmanship and boxing, now there is something good to see."
"Yes, Wu Qing thinks he has the talent to be proficient in boxing, so he doesn't take other masters seriously. Now when he encounters proficient swordsmanship, let's see how arrogant he can be."
"Hey, you're right. The advantage of being proficient in swordsmanship lies in the sharpness of the weapon. Wu Qing doesn't have the slightest advantage in this aspect."
People around the battle stage were talking a lot, and Wu Qing's expression became serious after seeing the talent manifested behind Murong Yunxue.
"I have underestimated you, a beautiful woman. In this case, I will fight quickly. It's a pity that you were born with such a beautiful face, but you are going to die here today, with blood splattered three feet..."
The shadow of a fist appeared behind Wu Qing, and it also filled the air with a powerful aura, competing tit for tat with Murong Yunxue's proficiency in swordsmanship.
"Tiger strikes the sky!"
Wu Qing shouted loudly and struck first. The shadow of the fist behind him merged into his fists. With one punch, his true energy condensed into a roaring tiger and rushed out.
"Thunder Fire Sword Qi!"
Murong Yunxue's face was solemn, and the shadow of the sword behind him also merged into the sharp sword in his hand. Thunder suddenly appeared, and flames surged, condensing into a thick sword light several feet long. Thunder and fire swirled, and the momentum was menacing.
The two Xuan-level martial arts violently collided, and the tiger-shaped energy was shattered and torn apart by the thunder-fire sword light, but the power of the sword light was also completely consumed and dissipated without a trace.
"The real dragon comes out of the water!"
Wu Qing's figure moved, and he used exquisite movements to rush towards Murong Yunxue at an extremely fast speed. He clenched his fists with five fingers and unleashed dragon-shaped energy.
One dragon and one tiger are the most powerful moves in the set of Xuan-level martial arts called Dragon-Tiger Fist.
In terms of power, True Dragon Leaping Water is even stronger than Tiger Strike in the Sky, otherwise it would be impossible to break through the defense of Feng Fei's rock skin.
"Jade Clear Sword Technique!"
Murong Yunxue also shouted loudly at the same time, and the green light of the long sword rose sharply and spread across the air.
She raised her hand and threw it, and the long sword flew up with a skyrocketing green light. The bright green light gathered on the sword, which was more than ten meters long, as bright as a pillar, and the power was astonishing.
For a warrior who is proficient in weapons, weapons never leave their hands, but Murong Yunxue threw the long sword at this moment, which immediately made many people's eyes show surprise.
Not far from the fighting platform, Elder Qianli suddenly stood up, his eyes fell on Murong Yunxue, and said to himself: "Using Qi to control swords, you are a genius in swordsmanship!"