On the ring, Hu Qing Kuai Sword forced He Yingying to retreat continuously, and the sword edge struck her in the face. He Yingying subconsciously recognized her face, and suddenly another sword edge flashed out of the corner of her eyes and struck her neck.
She turned around violently, and then she turned halfway, and another sword slash struck her waist, and she felt the bone-piercing sword energy on the back of her neck.
How many swords does she have?
Before He Yingying could react, a dazzling white light suddenly hit her eyes. At this time, the spiritual power shield around her waist was broken, and the spiritual power came back. She felt a stinging pain on the back of her neck and heart, and her eyes were even more intense.
It was stung by the light of the sword.
Horrified.
like a statue.
Hu Qing flew up and kicked He Yingying down, who was forced to the edge of the ring.
He Yingying landed on the ground, rolled around a few times in embarrassment, stood up, and was stunned.
Is she not hurt at all?! Was it all an illusion?
After taking care of He Yingying, Hu Qing immediately turned to Tong Tao.
Tong Tao was actually a little exhausted. Seeing her attack, Tong Tao smiled bitterly.
He had discovered that what was attacking him was the fire spiritual power around him, as well as the golden spiritual power hidden in it. He understood Hu Qing's tricks. She had cut off their response to the external spiritual energy. Moreover, he was unlucky to use the ice spiritual root, which happened to be
To overcome him, the golden fire spiritual power is too strong, and it is an invisible enemy. He can only keep consuming his own spiritual power, consuming and consuming——
It is true that he has other trump cards, but - as they said before, everyone has trump cards and other means to save their lives. It's just that it's not appropriate to use them at this time, and it's not worth it.
"Junior sister Hu, I admit that I underestimated you earlier." Tong Tao smiled bitterly while fighting each other. He could already feel that Hu Qing's spiritual power was still strong at this time.
At least, in terms of spiritual power, he did not lose unfairly.
Hu Qing raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were calm, and he said calmly: "Senior Brother Tong, let's go."
A palm shot out, hitting Tong Tao right in the chest.
Tong Tao spread his arms and flew away like a crane, landing under the stage, and immediately swallowed pills to replenish his physical and spiritual power.
He looked at the top of the ring. After Hu Qing struck that palm, he immediately turned around and charged towards Ran Hui without looking at him again, making sure that he would not cause trouble again. At this moment, Ran Hui was being forced into a panic.
Tong Tao smiled, returned to the Nine Yang Sect team, and stood next to Tao Huan.
Tao Huan stared at the ring and said, "You didn't force her to use her full strength."
Tong Tao smiled: "Who is using his full strength in the arena?"
Everyone knows how to hide their clumsiness.
Tao Huan: "You should force her."
Tong Tao was silent, and then said: "The grace of Jiuyang Sect cannot be lost."
Tao Huan: "..." Are you scolding me for being ungraceful?
Tong Tao squinted his eyes and stepped back silently.
Tao Huan: Stupid, there is no way to force her to do her best without losing her grace? In the final analysis, you still can’t practice well. Go back and practice more.
On the ring, Hu Qing finally placed his long sword across Ran Hui's neck, drawing a line of blood.
Ran Hui did not dare to move and stared sideways at the bright sword edge: "Junior Sister Hu, you win."
Hu Qing sheathed his sword, collected his spiritual power, and the arena returned to normal.
"Sky City and our group still need to bother Senior Brother Ran."
Ran Hui told the truth: "Senior Brother Chenghai is more willing to be bothered by you."
I lost, I feel unhappy, I don’t want to see you.
Hu Qing smiled and ran to the referee: "I win, right?"
The referee was a fourth-level Martial Immortal from the Shanyang Sect. He nodded to her: "You win."
Then he walked to the center of the ring and announced loudly that Hu Qing had won. At the same time, he announced the rankings from one to ten.
Hu Qing is so happy. Next, is the most exciting award-winning moment, right?
The referee looked at her.
Hu Qing winked at him.
Referee: "Go down."
Hu Qing blinked, no, where is the prize?
The referee was speechless: "Wait until all competitions are over and we will send them out together."
Hu Qing: "Ah——" So disappointed.
She returned to the team and stood up. Suddenly, Shuangyang Sect disciples surrounded her like a tide, lifted her up, and threw her into the sky.
"Little junior sister is mighty—little junior sister is mighty—little junior sister is mighty—"
Hu Qing was at a loss at first, but soon fell in love with the feeling of flying in the sky and couldn't stop giggling.
The men of the Shuangyang Sect were smiling brightly, throwing their pretty little junior sister high into the air, and catching her steadily. The fuss lasted for a quarter of an hour before it stopped.
He was jealous of the other eight family members.
When they were crazy enough, the host came out to take charge of the situation, made the scene quiet, and immediately started the third-level disciple competition.
The connection was so tight that there wasn't even time for the cheerleading team to perform. There was no fuss at all.
For the third-level disciple competition, the upper limit of the number of applicants is still three hundred.
Han Li brought his people forward to register. The competition was temporarily over and they could rest for two days.
Hu Qing muttered: "Senior brother, I'm too tired. I'm going to sleep. If you can't help but call me, don't call me."
Yuan Zuishan immediately worried: "Are you injured?"
It is inevitable to get injured in a fight. Although they practice martial arts, it does not mean that it will not hurt when their fists fall on their bodies. The skin and flesh are not damaged, but they are all internal injuries and consume too much spiritual energy.
Hu Qing didn't even know how many times he had been punched, kicked, hit with sticks, hit with knives, and chopped with knives. There were more than a hundred of them. But they were just internal injuries. He just needed a sleep.
Yuan Zuishan and a group of people insisted on sending her back, but Hu Qing did not refuse. At this moment, everyone was still excited.
A large group of people walked in a swaggering manner, like a streetwalker.
Zhuji ran over and said, "Hu Qing, congratulations on winning the first place. Do you want to go play?"
Hu Qing could tell that the first and second priority in this girl's heart was fun, and what she really cared about was having fun.
She yawned and shook her head: "Not now, I will go find you when I have a good rest."
Zhuji looked at her up and down: "I think you are fine."
Hu chuckled and said, "I'm exhausted, so I'm holding on with one breath."
Zhuji waved her hands and said, "Then go back and rest quickly."
Hu Qing said goodbye to her, walked a few steps, and was stopped by Ran Hui again.
Ran Hui pointed to her hand and then to his neck: "What's the origin of your sword? It broke my protective diamond curse."
Hu Qing took out the sword and threw it to him: "Don't look at it as it's only the second level. It was made by a refining family in the Immortal World of Weapons, not an ordinary one."
Ran Hui looked over and over, touched and knocked, and exclaimed: "What a great sword. How can I order it?"
Hu Qing shook his head: "Then I don't know. I don't know if his family has opened a branch here. I met him by chance, not bought him."
Ran Hui asked.
Hu Qing told him: "In Quhuan Immortal World, the Li family. In fact, the Li family is not the top weapon-refining family."
"Quhuan." Ran Hui suddenly realized, "No wonder. We in Cunzhong Realm also asked for weapons from Quhuan Realm. Unfortunately, it's too far, so I can't go there."
Then he looked at Hu Qing and said, "You can run pretty well."
Give him the sword back.
"Let's have another challenge match? How about you and I putting in our best efforts?"
"Not at all." Hu Qing curled his lips and said, "Senior Brother Ran, the eight of you are holding back your energy to find your place. You are not the only eight people who have made an appointment with me. I can't handle it alone. When the time comes,
Look, I will definitely do my best."
Ran Hui smiled: "I thought you would agree. You are already the number one."
Hu Qing waved his hands repeatedly: "If I really had that hard power, why would I be so anxious to get angry and make alliances before the competition? Senior Brother Ran, I know you haven't used your true strength. At most, you can only take this kind of friendly match seriously."