Qin Wushuang's change of moves was very sudden, and he mastered the strength very skillfully. It could almost be said that he completely stole the essence of the man in black's moves.
It's just that in actual combat, Qin Wushuang has a bit more magnanimity and power than the man in black, which is related to Qin Wushuang's grandmaster magnanimity in his previous life. Even now that he has entered the innate spiritual martial arts, when he takes action, every move he makes,
Every move is still full of master's bearing.
This change of move seemed to be light and easy, but the sweeping force that surged out made No. 2 suddenly feel a surge of blood. His body was like a lonely boat, and the power Qin Wushuang hit was as if
A raging wave came crashing in.
Both are innate, but he unexpectedly found that his own innate power was far different from that of his opponent!
boom!
Close combat!
The sweeping force of the long whip hit the broad sword, making a muffled sound.
There was only a "dang" sound, and the broad sword was shaken out of his hand and flew straight into the sky. Qin Wushuang smiled coldly, and the long whip shook again, and it was already wrapped around No. 2's neck like a poisonous snake.
He asked calmly: "How is it? Two moves, to be precise, one and a half moves!"
The face of No. 2 was ashen, and he said stubbornly: "I had a great battle before and consumed too much spiritual energy, otherwise I would not have lost to you so easily this time."
Qin Wushuang would not beat up a defeated general. He smiled slightly and said, "In that case, I look forward to having another chance to discuss it again. Now, you'd better step down."
As soon as his arm moved, he released a little strength, and the long whip gave out a very gentle push, sending No. 2 directly off the ring.
When No. 2's footsteps landed, there was no momentum at all. It was as if he jumped on the spot and landed easily.
Only now did he understand how terrifying his opponent was and how much stronger he was than him!
The other party's move, both in terms of strength and control of distance, can be said to have reached a subtle state, and it was so easy and so light.
Thinking of this, he was completely convinced of defeat.
Two moves!
Two moves knocked his opponent off the stage again. Qin Wushuang's stunning performance once again won him the cheers of the audience. Even the most picky audience was impressed by Qin Wushuang's methods and magnanimity.
Many core disciples who were watching in the dark were constantly using their own abilities to verify the battle and comparing the gains and losses in order to measure who was stronger or weaker between them and No. 6.
Many core disciples had to admit in the end that this Number 6 was indeed strong!
However, the identity is hidden in this arena competition, so it is impossible to know for the time being which core disciple this person comes from.
Of course, almost everyone watching the battle regarded Qin Wushuang as a core disciple. Only the core leaders of the various factions in the camp knew that this No. 6 was not a core disciple at all, but a new recruit.
Senior disciple!
Yan Feng was also very conflicted at this time. He knew that among the eight people participating in the competition, one was Senior Brother Qin. But which one was Senior Brother Qin, he could not tell based on his acquired strength as a warrior. After the first round,
He thought: "Senior Brother Qin didn't come out to look for me. I guess he has already advanced. But I don't know, can Senior Brother Qin pass the second round? With Senior Brother Qin's strength, he should be able to win!"
Yan Feng didn't know much about the powerful people in the innate realm, but he admired Qin Wushuang several times when he saw him take action. Moreover, he saw in Qin Wushuang a temperament, a master's demeanor, rather than just a high-profile appearance.
It’s true, we don’t just play high-minded, but we play decisively.
Just when Qin Wushuang sent No. 2 out of the ring, No. 8 also eliminated his opponent.
The remaining two people on the stage are the contenders for the final championship. It is almost exactly as everyone guessed in advance, No. 6 vs. No. 8! Championship battle!
The winner of these two will receive eight First Spirit Inner Pills and collect all five basic attributes!
Thinking of this, many Houtian warriors were almost salivating. Yan Feng kept praying in his heart: "I hope there is Senior Brother Qin among these two people! I hope it is Senior Brother Qin who wins in the end!"
After getting along with Qin Wushuang for a while, he still admired Qin Wushuang's magnanimity. He vaguely expected Qin Wushuang to win, which was certainly a preference for an acquaintance. Deep in his heart, he hoped that Qin Wushuang would be able to get a share of one after he won.
Neidan and him!
In that case, he will gather all the main materials!
When he thought of this, the blood in Yan Feng's whole body almost boiled, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
This scene was seen by a disciple next to him, and he mocked: "Brother, why are you trembling? Isn't there your brother on the stage?"
Yan Feng said seriously: "One of my senior brothers has also participated in the challenge. He hasn't come out yet, so he must be one of the two finalists!"
"Haha, this is disrespectful. May I ask which lineage you are a disciple of? And which palace master is your disciple?"
Generally speaking, those who can finally participate in the championship competition are basically those from the five major hall masters.
Although the dharma kings and elders of Xingluo Palace also have core disciples under their sects, their quotas are very limited and cannot be compared with those of the five major palace masters.
A Dharma King only has the quota of two core disciples, and there is only one elder.
Therefore, basically, the final winner of this kind of arena final will definitely be the leader of the five hall masters. Although there are other possibilities, they are very slim.
Hearing the other party's question, Yan Feng's face turned red. He wanted to make a big lie and said that he was the disciple of the second hall master, but after all he couldn't afford the shame. He curled his lips but did not answer.
…
In the second round of the competition, there were not many swords and swords, and there was no suspense. Qin Wushuang and No. 8 both used quick knives to cut through the mess and defeated their opponents. Obviously, the two of them had reached a tacit understanding early on and regarded each other as
Became the final enemy.
Qin Wushuang did not intend to waste an hour of adjustment time. He found a secluded corner and started preparing for the final battle.
Qin Wushuang is determined to win the championship this time!
Suddenly, Qin Wushuang's mind moved. There were four innate auras all around him, appearing in his senses almost at the same time.
Each of these four innate auras is very powerful, showing a good level of cultivation.
"who?"
Qin Wushuang stood up vigilantly. Although this was the Valley of All Things, and although Xingluo Palace prohibited its members from killing each other, this did not mean that Qin Wushuang would completely relax his vigilance.
"Huh, don't worry about who we are. I have something to advise you, but I don't know if you can listen to it."
"Oh?" Qin Wushuang was on guard and did not answer.
"In the next championship competition, you have to play, but you must lose! As long as you choose to lose, the spoils can be divided into two inner elixirs for you!"
This voice was obviously suppressed and deliberately changed, making it look very hoarse.
Threat, another threat. Qin Wushuang smiled instead of getting angry. This was not the first time he encountered such a threat. He had also encountered such threats when he was in the family affairs of Luojiang County, Baiyue Kingdom.
At that time, it was the last battle for the wealthy families. The opponent was the Xu family, and the person who threatened him was the Ximen clan.
That time, Qin Wushuang did not compromise.
This time, Qin Wushuang also had no reason to compromise.
His principle is very simple, it is the four words that Master Tan Zhongchi emphasized to him - do your duty and do your best!
Tan Zhongchi once earnestly warned - the resources of the Great Luo Empire are rare. Once good things appear, you must not be humble. If you have the strength, just go and grab them!
The opponent was No. 8, and his strength did not deter Qin Wushuang. Therefore, he had no reason to give up the competition and be intimidated by one or two threats!
Thinking of this, Qin Wushuang calmed down and asked calmly: "Did the No. 8 player ask you to come?"
"You don't have to worry about this! In a word, if you give up, it will be beneficial to you. If you don't give up, it will make it difficult for you to move forward in Xingluo Palace in the future!"
Qin Wushuang sneered: "It's so difficult to move even an inch!"
He glanced around and said solemnly: "Even if you are really capable of making it difficult for me to move forward, for today's battle, there are only four words - I will do my duty! If I am not good at my studies, I will have nothing to say if I lose in the ring; if you want me not to fight,
However, your calculations are wrong!"
After saying that, he laughed, shook his long whip, and swept the air in three large circles. Ripples of air flow spread out, causing the surrounding vegetation to break and the leaves to dance.
Qin Wushuang's momentum was like a rainbow, and he moved his footsteps in a whistling manner, rushing toward the outside. As he walked, he let out bursts of clear whistles.
He expected that these four people who came to threaten him would definitely be disgraced. If his fellow disciples knew that there were so many shady stories behind this competition, it would be strange if this gambling competition could continue in the future!
Therefore, he sent out waves of clear whistles, bringing with them rolling sound waves that shook the mountains and plains like bursts of thunder, reverberating endlessly, and the whole valley suddenly boiled.
As expected, the four people did not expect Qin Wushuang to be so naughty. Their expressions changed and they cursed Qin Wushuang in their hearts, but they all jumped away from him.
These four people are all the core disciples of the main lineage of the main hall. They usually like to stick together. Now seeing that Qin Wushuang is a powerful enemy of their ninth junior brother, they naturally do not want their wealth to flow into the field of outsiders, so they came to threaten Qin Wushuang, thinking
With the combined pressure of the four of them, Qin Wushuang was intimidated.
But they didn't expect that their plan was to hit Qin Wushuang, which could be said to be the biggest mistake. Qin Wushuang was proud, and what he hated most was others threatening him.
And these four people happened to commit this taboo!
Just as Qin Wushuang was running away from here, where he stood, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared. It was Zhou Fu. She looked at Qin Wushuang's retreating back, thoughtfully. She took a closer look,
I have already felt four or five remaining innate auras at this moment.
Zhou Fu murmured: "It's true, it's true! But I wonder if that junior brother has been frightened by them and left voluntarily?"
While he was concentrating, suddenly a hearty greeting came from behind him: "Junior Sister Zhou, why are you hanging around here?"
Zhou Fu didn't need to look back to know that the person coming was the first disciple of the master of the hall and the strongest of the younger generation - Wei Yi.