Zhang Qingyuan, who gave up his desire for victory and failure, had no desires and no desires,

Close your eyes and rest in the audience, waiting for your own appearance.

"First game, No. 1 Song Fei vs No. 19 Wu Shiming!"

As the first battle began, the semi-finals began.

Offstage,

Many audiences cheered and cheered for some of their optimistic disciples.

Battles alternate one after another, some win and some fail.

Zhang Qingyuan also took the opportunity to observe the strength of the same group of outer disciples offstage.

Not long after,

After the sixth game,

"No. 7 Liao Yuanxing vs. No. 13 Zhang Qingyuan!"

As the deacon judge finished speaking.

Zhang Qingyuan and Liao Yuanxing each fell into the field and confronted each other from afar.

"Late stage of the eighth level of Lingyuan? Good luck!"

Sensing the other party's cultivation aura, Zhang Qingyuan remained silent on his face, but he was a little happy in his heart.

This is the first opponent, and it's okay!

But you can't be careless. You can reach the semi-final level. No matter how bad it is, it won't be much worse. The opponent must have enough means to rely on.

The moment Liao Yuanxing saw Zhang Qingyuan, his expression changed slightly.

Since the last round of the preliminary round, Zhang Qingyuan and Yang Wenqian's shocking battle naturally attracted the attention of many people and are also well-known in the outside world.

At least at the eighth level of Lingyuan, many people know that there are probably not many outside sects who can win them.

Liao Yuanxing also knows his own strength.

It's hard to win.

However, he wouldn't give in easily.

"please!"

"please!"

The two saluted each other.

"The seventh game begins!"

With the sound of the deacon referee falling, the breath of the entire arena became unprecedentedly solemn.

I saw Liao Yuanxing slightly tilted his body, lifting his right foot, and then a stream of spiritual energy surged out of his body, causing the surrounding air to roll violently and flow.

The next moment, it seemed like an extremely powerful force emerged from Liao Yuanxing's feet, and his whole body jumped up quickly like a shell.

"Fengyun Legs!"

The man was still in the air, Liao Yuanxing shouted loudly, the wind moved, and the extremely fast legs seemed to roll up a wave of wind and clouds visible to the naked eye in the air, sweeping towards Zhang Qingyuan!

It is surging, like a tsunami!

Faced with this huge attack, Zhang Qingyuan's expression remained unchanged.

Simply lift your hands up and cross them in front of you. The spiritual energy gathers to resist Liao Yuanxing's powerful attack that gathers Fengyun!

Bang!!!

The powerful force exploded, and the air flowed in the air, and the air waves visible to the naked eye swept in all directions, as if a storm was rolling up around!

Zhang Qingyuan's figure was also under the impact of this powerful force, and he took a few steps back!

He was already at a disadvantage!

Many spectators in the audience frowned slightly when they saw this.

Zhang Qingyuan's performance seemed a bit mediocre. How did he make his reputation come true before?

And at the same time,

Liao Yuanxing's eyes lit up when he saw this.

This is just like this!

Can win!

An unprecedented confidence suddenly arises in my heart.

You have to withdraw and use more powerful martial arts!

However,

The next moment,

It felt that the surprise of winning had not yet dissipated, and Liao Yuanxing felt that his feet were "sticked", and the stretches of stretched strength were like sticky paste, sticking his feet to the other party's hands!

"What?!!!"

The change from surprise to horror on Liao Yuanxing's face only took a moment.

Just saw Zhang Qingyuan flipping his hands below.

With one move, the peacock hugged the tail, and his hands surrounded the void with the momentum of embracing the void and sinking down. The powerful force turned the entire air into a heavy hammer!

In an instant,

Liao Yuanxing's expression changed drastically!

Because with Zhang Qingyuan's action, the air in the radius of several feet was all activated at this moment, as if it turned into a stream of water and poured in, turning into a huge tidal vortex!

Liao Yuanxing instantly felt that he had been involved in this huge vortex of water flow. Without any leverage in the air, he had no power to resist at all, and was directly swept into it by powerful force!

"Fist intention!!!"

Liao Yuanxing spoke in shock,

However, recognizing this power did not change his situation at all!

The boxing technique is like water, the boxing spirit strolls in the sky,

Liao Yuanxing was pulled down from the air by the water flow without resistance, and fell heavily on the ground with the powerful power of the torrent. With a bang, the powerful force exploded, and even the steel-like ring cracked at this moment, and subtle cracks visible to the naked eye spread around the surface like spider webs.

Liao Yuanxing spit out a large mouthful of blood, and several ribs on his back were broken!

And off the stage,

In this instantly flipped situation, the screams were even more shocking!

"Isn't this the basic boxing technique of Yunshui Sect's Nine-Steping Bones Fist? How could it be so powerful?!"

A passerby in the audience recognized Zhang Qingyuan's move, which was the peacock in Jiuyi Bones Fist, and couldn't help but say in horror.

Jiuyi Bone Fist, Yunshui Thirteen-way Sword Style, etc. are the most common martial arts for the outer disciples of the Yunshui Sect to lay the foundation for the outer disciples. Even if the people present have never practiced it, they have seen it.

However, basic martial arts and basic martial arts.

Just like the basic word, its power is only basic bonus, and its weak attack power is worse than ordinary martial arts.

But now,

This basic boxing technique is used in Zhang Qingyuan's hands. With the help of it, its power is almost at the level of entry-level martial arts. How is this possible?

"Nothing is impossible, that's the intention of boxing!"

The knowledgeable monks around him stared at the ring and said authentically.

"As the rumors, after practicing a martial arts to the point of perfection, you will be able to understand the true meaning of martial arts and have all kinds of terrible abilities to turn decay into magic!"

"I didn't expect that today I could see someone here that can practice this basic boxing technique to the perfect state!"

The man spoke in horror.

I just feel incredible!

Oh my God,

Some people actually spend so much effort on basic boxing.

What a great persistence this is,

Great perseverance!

Any monk who clearly knows the difficulties in this, seeing Zhang Qingyuan's eyes on the stage, was filled with great admiration and respect.

And at this time, on the arena,

Zhang Qingyuan, who pulled Liao Yuanxing out of the air and threw him hard to the ground and injured him, took this opportunity and the Sky Eagle hand was used. The spiritual Yuan shook and turned into a flying sky eagle and fell down, grabbing Liao Yuanxing's throat!

The strands of energy are catching the air, and it seems that there is a crack visible to the naked eye in the air!

At this time, Liao Yuanxing, who had just suffered a severe injury and was dizzy in his head, had just recovered from his star-eyed state. The extremely powerful low-level martial arts of humanity had already stopped at an inch in front of his throat!

Only one line away!

His throat was about to be torn to pieces by powerful force!

Gulu!

Liao Yuanxing couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and he lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

"Chapter 7, No. 13 Zhang Qingyuansheng!"

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Chapter completed!