Zhao Xuanqi's words reached Li Zhaotong's ears and pierced his heart like a sharp sword.
However, he couldn't refute it at all. The opponent's force had already explained everything.
The arm is the strongest point for training with the Knife Sword. In the absence of weapons, the arm is the strongest weapon for the Knife Knife warrior. Now under the explosive state of Qi surge superimposed on the secret technique, his arm is still being damaged.
The opponent interrupted with a strike, indicating that the gap between the two sides was huge.
He didn't continue. In fact, the opponent was already holding on to his hand. The competition in the ring was not a life and death fight after all.
He has already lost.
Even if the other party's words are so harsh, he must admit the fact that he lost.
He slowly raised his arms.
Raise your hands and admit defeat.
"Xiao Lin Martial Arts School, Zhao Qisheng!"
The referee shouted loudly, interrupting the continued silence at the scene.
Most of the people watching the battle thought that there was no suspense about this battle, but the reality was beyond everyone's expectations.
Not only did Zhao Xuanqi win, but he also won cleanly and without any ripples. He still maintained his domineering attitude as before, even if his opponent was Li Zhaotong, who was in the top three of the last ten elites!
Audiences who have been paying attention to Zhao Xuanqi's competition since the beginning of the Wushu Association recalled carefully that no matter what opponent he faced, this person seemed to be at ease and never got into a hard fight.
Domineering, powerful, terrifying!
For a moment, countless spectators stared at the figure slowly walking down the ring, and they all felt an unfathomable feeling like an abyss.
"Even Li Zhaotong is not a match for this person?! How strong is this person?"
"Isn't he just an opponent? I think this person is obviously much stronger than Li Zhaotong. The strongest point in Shadaomen Henglian is his arm. With the surge of energy, even a thousand-jin cauldron hit his arm repeatedly. However, he was beaten by Xiao just now.
Zhao Qi from the Lin Martial Arts School broke his arm with one strike!"
"What is this person's limit? How can a mere true disciple of Xiaolin Martial Arts School be so strong? Is he really gifted?"
"However, this person is indeed using a tiger-shaped posture, but his power is too fierce and domineering. He has defeated even the top three of the ten heroes. This person may be able to aspire to be the first of the ten heroes this time!
For how many years, there has not been a top ten heroes outside the four major schools in the martial arts association."
"..."
Waves of whispers and discussions echoed in the venue, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Xuanqi.
Could this dark horse really be able to stay in the dark?
"Li Zhaotong actually lost so completely that even the bones in his hand were broken."
Du Zhan of the Yaoxing Sect looked at Zhao Xuanqi with a solemn expression. His strength was similar to that of Li Zhaotong. Li Zhaotong also ended up like this. I am afraid that even if he were replaced, it would not be much better.
This person's strength has far exceeded expectations.
"The power of the Shawen Knife's pole-breaking technique and the strength of both arms are far beyond imagination. How can someone else not do this? I'm afraid this person also possesses the pole-breaking technique, or else he is born with divine power."
"Brother Yu, I wonder if you have any chance of winning against this person?"
Chen Pingguang, a tall man from Longmingmen with bright eyes, asked Yu Dafeng beside him.
Among the four major sects, Shanhe Sect is the strongest. Shanhe Sect itself has a great connection with Juling Sect. It is a subordinate sect of Juling Sect, and the esoteric tradition has certain similarities.
In the last term, Yu Dafeng defeated all powerful enemies and became the top ten heroes.
Therefore, among several people, he has the most say.
"It's impossible to tell. How specific it is, we need to fight it to know."
Yu Dafeng narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
Zhao Xuanqi's last palm was always replayed in his mind. The terrifying penetrating power was really shocking, and he felt that this person did not seem to have used all his strength.
Weng Xiaolin was in the area where the martial arts gym owners and the main committee were located. The gym owners from the surrounding areas came to congratulate him, but his expression was slightly complicated.
He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse that his disciple was so strong.
On the other side, Zhou Lie saw Zhao Xuanqi's final blow in his eyes, and raised his brows slightly, seeming a little surprised.
When Melissa, a white woman, saw this situation, she couldn't help but a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she said: "Being able to carry out such a level of attack cannot be achieved by relying on skills. This person either has the ability to break the extreme."
, otherwise it would be extremely talented and a person from a small martial arts school, to be able to achieve this level would be considered rare."
With that said, Melissa turned to Zhou Lie beside her and said: "The appearance of such a master outside the four schools will have some impact on your future work, right?"
"Influence? Why is there an influence? The more talents there are, it is a good thing for our giant spirit sect. If you are willing to use it for me, it is just a matter of giving more benefits. What does it mean?"
Zhou Lie said calmly.
"What if it's not of use to you?"
Melissa narrowed her eyes slightly.
"In my territory of the Giant Spirit Sect, whether it is a dragon or a tiger, I have to control it. Otherwise, if it is a dragon, I will pick its ribs, and if it is a tiger, I will skin it. What do you think?"
Zhou Lie turned his head and said to Melissa with deep meaning.
Melissa had a playful smile on her face.
"So, now do you think this person is a dark horse?"
Zhou Lie did not continue the topic just now.
"I can barely get into the mainstream."
Melissa said calmly.
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San Linchuan, the Second Lingwu Pioneer of the Third Regiment under the Juling Army.
As the chief military officer of the camp, Zhang Hongyun was currently in the main camp tent, handling corresponding matters.
Although there are only about a hundred people in a vanguard, these people are all the elite forces in the third regiment. All of them have secret knowledge. The weakest are also at the peak of their power, and more than 50% are above horizontal training. Realm, even its military commanders, and even masters at the internal training level exist. Although the number is not large, their actual combat power is extremely strong.
Zhang Hongyun is dressed in a giant spirit military uniform. He is tall and burly, with a handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, making him look heroic and extraordinary.
At this moment, he held a telegram in his hand, which was an urgent message sent by Weng Xiaolin's entrustment. He specifically introduced Zhao Xuanqi's achievements and performance in the martial arts competition to him, and hoped that he could use his connections to protect him.
After all, Zhao Xuanqi's performance has far exceeded Weng Xiaolin's imagination, so some things must be prevented in advance.
"I didn't expect that this little junior brother of mine would be so great? I'm afraid it's not as simple as it seems..."
Zhang Hongyun narrowed his eyes slightly, but then he laughed at himself, what qualifications did he have to criticize others?
"But it's not a good thing not to know how to hide your edge. Forget it, Master is the most honorable man. Back then, due to my own reasons, I didn't help the martial arts school to get a ten-star position, but this little junior brother made up for the shortcomings. Master must be very good now. Are you happy?"
Zhang Hongyun couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face, but the smile quickly disappeared. He didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes were filled with dark clouds.
"Something is not quite right about the situation in the military recently. Perhaps we should have made preparations earlier."
Zhang Hongyun whispered to himself.
"Sir!"
At this moment, a voice came from outside the camp.
"Come in."
Zhang Hongyun calmed down the expression on his face and said.
The adjutant of the team came in and said to Zhang Hongyun with a serious expression: "Sir, someone from the Supervision Department suddenly came to ask for a meeting. Something seems wrong..."
Ta-ta-ta!!
Before the adjutant could finish speaking, there was a sound of rapid footsteps outside the camp.