"Yun Feiyang is so unlucky that he unexpectedly met Qiu Yiren. It seems that he will be eliminated in the first round."
"In the second round of the round robin, Qiu Yiren ranked fourth, which shows how strong he is. In addition to the three geniuses, he is also the favorite to win the championship!"
"To be honest, if he hadn't met Qiu Yiren, Yun Feiyang would have advanced to the top sixteen, but it's a pity..."
The crowd in the stands couldn't help but sigh.
In their eyes, Lin Xiao was very inspiring. He first rose to prominence in a remote market world, then entered the Martial Arts Academy, and finally climbed onto the stage of the Martial Arts Tournament.
For such a grassroots genius, everyone certainly hopes that he can go further and do better.
However, God did not fulfill people's wishes.
The third round of ranking competition had just begun, and Lin Xiao already met the favorite to win the championship.
You can only consider yourself unlucky!
"Qiu Yiren is not a good person, Yun Feiyang will suffer a lot this time."
"In terms of talent, Qiu Yiren is qualified to become a true disciple. In terms of strength, he is among the best. There should be no suspense in this battle."
Two elders of the Martial Arts Temple expressed their opinions.
On the side, Wu Yuan remained silent.
Judging from his eyes, he seemed to feel sorry for Lin Xiao too!
"I hope Yun Feiyang can show his strength well and at least not lose too ugly. Otherwise, I'm afraid he will leave a psychological shadow."
Wu Yuan glanced at Lin Xiao and sighed secretly in his heart.
Below the arena.
Qiu Yiren, who was wearing a purple outfit, strode onto the ring as soon as he heard the referee's announcement.
His eyes fell on Lin Xiao, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"My opponent is actually you, it seems that I am very lucky!"
Every time Qiu Yiren uttered a word, the blood in his body surged, and his whole body exuded aloof confidence.
Obviously, he didn't take Lin Xiao seriously, and he declared victory as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Yi Ren is a physical practitioner. The harder he fights, the higher his fighting spirit becomes. After the second round of the round-robin competition, the blood all over his body was gushing out, and his flesh and blood were also in a state of excitement. He punched out, which was enough to seriously injure a fellow practitioner.
In this battle, Yun Feiyang doesn't stand a chance." A Martial God Palace master looked at Qiu Yiren and sneered constantly as he spoke.
This Master of the Martial God Palace is Qiu Yiren’s master.
He knew Qiu Yiren best, and his tone was also full of confidence.
After hearing this, the crowd all nodded.
Qiu Yiren's cultivation was already strong, but now he is in excellent condition. If Lin Xiao wants to defeat him, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky!
"Take action!"
Qiu Yiren's fighting spirit was so intense that the sound waves alone shook the space.
"Anyone who has entered the top thirty-two can enter the Martial Palace. I understand that it is not easy for you to practice, so I will let you make the first move. In this way, your defeat will not be too ugly." Qiu Yiren said again.
After saying that, he put on a defensive posture and signaled Lin Xiao to take action first.
"No need, you should take action first."
Lin Xiao shook his head.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light shot into the sky, covering Lin Xiao's body and condensing into pieces of ancient dragon scales.
Each scale is imprinted with Buddha and Demon patterns, giving people a violent and ancient feeling.
"What kind of martial arts is this? It's so weird."
The crowd's eyes froze. Dragon scales and Dao patterns were both very rare. When combined with each other, it was simply unheard of.
"You are so bold, let me see what you are capable of!"
Qiu Yiren's blood became stronger and stronger, and he rushed out, just like a mountain pressing down on him, making everyone feel breathless.
"Blood Burial!"
Qiu Yiren shouted low, and the blood light exploded, condensing into a bloody fist light.
The fist light was filled with surging blood. Once it spread out, it dyed the arena into a bloody space. The fist light was everywhere, and the fighting spirit was so strong that it was impossible to describe.
"Yun Feiyang has been defeated!"
Qiu Yiren's master stood up and looked down at Lin Xiao.
Behind him, all the Lords of the Martial God Palace also nodded in agreement.
Qiu Yiren is a physical practitioner.
When training in combat, it is important to gain the first advantage.
Qiu Yiren's attack was a killing move and he had the upper hand. Even if Lin Xiao could resist it, if he moved back, he would fall into Qiu Yiren's rhythm and have no chance to fight back.
"The outcome has been decided."
Wu Yuan in the stands exhaled a thick breath: "You two, pay attention. Once you find that Yun Feiyang is unable to resist, rescue him to prevent him from being too seriously injured and affecting his future practice."
When the two elders of the Martial Arts Temple heard this, they immediately nodded, their eyes fixed on the arena in front of them.
Boom!
Soon after, his fist hit Lin Xiao.
In an instant, wisps of bloody shock waves spread out, like a blooming lotus, and continued to kill Lin Xiao.
only……
The embarrassing scene that everyone imagined did not appear before their eyes.
In the center of the ring, Lin Xiao stood there like an ancient Buddha. No matter how the fists impacted, his body remained different and he did not receive any damage.
At the same time, Lin Xiao was like an ancient demon, his eyes bursting with blood, and he suppressed Qiu Yiren for a time.
"It's my turn!"
Lin Xiao spoke indifferently, stepped forward, and endless golden light bloomed from his body.
That golden light actually mixed the sublimity of the dragon, the solemnity of the Buddha, and the violence of the demon. The three merged into one and rushed towards Qiu Yiren.
"Defeat me!"
Lin Xiao finally punched.
With one punch, all of Qiu Yiren's punches were wiped out in his field of vision, exposing his body.
When Qiu Yiren saw this scene, he put his hands across his chest without even thinking, trying to forcefully resist this terrifying punch.
However, a strange scene happened.
As soon as Qiu Yiren raised his hand, a crisp sound came from the bones of his arms.
The sound was like the sound of bones breaking!
"My body can't resist the punch before it comes?"
Qiu Yiren was shocked.
As a physical practitioner, what he is most proud of is his flesh and blood.
Right now, before the punch comes, his bones begin to break. If the punch comes, wouldn't it...
When he thought of this, Qiu Yiren shuddered all over, and his forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat.
Then, he gritted his teeth and said hurriedly: "I will admit defeat in this battle!"
As soon as the words fell, the fist light on the ring dissipated into nothingness.
Lin Xiao also removed the body of the ancient dragon and the Buddha and Demon Dao patterns, stood in the center of the ring, and said quietly: "I accept."
Originally, deep down in Qiu Yiren's heart, he was still a little bit unconvinced. He felt that he underestimated the enemy too much, and that was why Lin Xiao took the chance.
But just now, this thought no longer existed.
I saw him laughing at himself and murmuring: "Yun Feiyang's offensive was as fast and violent as a violent storm, and it was out of control. However, when I gave in, he easily withdrew all his power without leaking a single bit."
"Being able to control power to this extent can be described as art."
"In this battle, there is no way to underestimate the enemy. The gap is clearly too big!"
Qiu Yiren sighed repeatedly, with a wry smile on his face. (To be continued)
