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Chapter Five Hundred and Five Unarmed Soldiers

Only see ahead,

A jade-like palm poked out from the void, without hiding or avoiding it, and grabbed the extremely sharp sword blade from the front like an indestructible mountain!

At this moment, Le Wengang was almost shocked and lost his mind.

Get into the blade with nothing!

This method is not uncommon. Ordinary spiritual Yuan realm monks can easily capture the weapons of mortal warriors with bare hands.

High-level monks have extremely strong suppression power over low-level monks themselves, and it is not impossible to receive magic weapons with bare hands.

But you have to know,

At this moment, the long sword he held in his hand was a low-grade magic weapon!

And he also infused his low-grade magic weapon with all his strength!

Even if most of the power is lost, it is not difficult to cut a small hill outside the sword with the increase of the magic sword.

But at this moment,

Just like this, he was caught by a pair of big hands and could not move at all!

Le Wengang's original impression of the murderous man in front of him was already extremely powerful, but he didn't expect that the other party was far more terrifying than he had imagined!

He took the full-strength attack from his natal magic weapon with his bare hands, and he was a cultivator in the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm.

How terrible is such a powerful means?!

"I lost!"

Le Wengang gave in bitterly at this moment.

Even though I had expected it, my face became depressed.

With all his own means, even his natal magic weapon burst out with all his strength, the opponent was smashed head-on by the opponent. Le Wengang knew that there was no need to fight again next.

Or,

The other party has now held back.

Otherwise, if you grab your natal magic sword with one hand, you can use your thunder strike to knock yourself out of the arena with your other hand.

The other party should have given him face.

Le Wengang is not a fool who cannot recognize himself, but naturally he is going down the slope and admits defeat.

Anyone with discerning eyes knows the result of this battle. After this, the old man will not say much, after all, the gap has been confirmed.

"Give up!"

Zhang Qingyuan glanced at the other party, let go of the palm that grabbed the sword blade, and bowed politely.

Just looking at the other person's expression, there seemed to be some misunderstanding.

I also muttered in my heart.

In fact, the previous move was to use the combat method of Huangtian Body Refining Technique to control one's own qi, blood, and energy, intercept a magic method of his own practice, and turn it into a dragon's Qi force to strangle and destroy the opponent's sword energy.

Because this is the first time I've been used,

He has not yet mastered the use of power, so after he finally grabbed Le Wengang's magic sword with his bare hands, he has experienced it and cannot attack any more.

The other party seemed to have misunderstood something, and he didn't know what he had made up for.

But it doesn't matter, the strength between them is indeed very different.

During this battle, Zhang Qingyuan did not use any other means at all.

I just used the Huangtian Body Refining Art that I had just started my practice and wanted to see how my new body refining art can achieve, which is to accumulate experience.

And the effect was obviously beyond his expectations.

But with his cultivation of body refining, he was easily able to eliminate the opponent's full force with one blow, which further confirmed that his body's defense ability was comparable to that of ordinary low-grade magic weapon.

Just by practicing body cultivation, there is such power.

If other means are used, the opponent will only lose faster.

But there is no need.

The result of this battle showed the strength of the Huangtian Body Refining Technique, which made Zhang Qingyuan very satisfied.

So I didn't care much.

"Zhang Qingyuan, win!"

As Le Went to admit defeat, the battle finally came to an end.

There was a lot of discussion around.

Even though the results were expected, the monks and spectators who came to watch the game were already sighing, shocked by the methods Zhang Qingyuan had shown on the ring.

"Actually, Wen Gang's strength is already pretty good. He may also win the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm when facing the fifth level cultivator, but unfortunately he is facing Zhang Qingyuan, who ranks ninth in the list."

Someone sighed and said authentically.

He was full of regret for the defeated Le Wengang.

Those who can show their ability to challenge beyond the level are enough to make people admire them regardless of victory or defeat.

It's true,

He was able to win three games in a row and enter the last round of the preliminary round, and what he saved was basically not too weak, and Le Wengang's performance was reasonable.

"Yes, such opponents should not appear on the stage of the preliminary round. Their strength is already far beyond ordinary inner disciples."

"It's simply horrifying to catch the magic weapon with empty hands!"

"Yes, you have to know that the magic weapon is still the same as the cultivator in the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm, or the state of bursting with all your strength, you can see the horror of Zhang Qingyuan!"

Many people sighed, especially the cultivators of the Yuzhou True Yuan Realm who have weaker cultivation, feel that their three views have been refreshed.

You should know that due to the particularity of the natal magic weapon, the preciousness of the magic weapon is further improved, and it is not easy to obtain.

Many cultivators in the True Yuan Realm are still using magic tools used in the Spirit Yuan Realm.

There is a magic weapon in hand,

The improvement of monks can definitely stabilize the pressure of monks who have no magic weapons in the same realm.

Many cultivators at the low level of the True Yuan Realm are struggling to explore various secret realms, snatch spiritual materials, and make friends with weapon refiners in order to forge a magic weapon for themselves.

But now,

In front of them, there was a scene where someone resisted the magic weapon with bare hands. How could they not be shocked?

"Hmph, it's just a few tricks. If that's all, then you'd better pray that you don't meet me in the competition later!"

On a high platform not far away, a figure showed haze and anger in his eyes.

But his face was disdainful.

"I have made some breakthroughs in my martial arts before, Zhang Qingyuan, Yan Kuangtu, not only you, but also the guys in front of me, I will step on my feet together!"

If someone could hear his thoughts, he would be shocked.

Because this person is Gu Qingtong, one of the tenth players in the inner sect who was recognized by the sect and could enter the finals of the inner sect competition without the test!

certainly,

This tenth is already before.

With the previous battle, Zhang Qingyuan showed his momentum in defeating Yang Tianlie and entered the ninth place in the inner sect with strong force, and he was squeezed out of the top ten.

However, misfortune never comes alone.

Another pride of heaven, Yan Kuangtu, also showed his strong strength, jumped up to the eleventh place.

As a result, Gu Qingtong, who was originally ranked 11th, directly squeezed from the top ten to the twelfth position!
Chapter completed!
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