On the ring, Li Qing casually slapped an outer disciple of the ninth level of the warrior, causing him to vomit blood and send him flying backwards.
Seeing this scene, countless Qingye Sect disciples below exclaimed again.
"Is that really Li Qing?"
"How did he become so strong?"
"Did you all pretend before?"
"This is already the third ninth level warrior!"
"Even many inner disciples can't do it, right?"
Who would have thought that Li Qing, who was an ordinary outer disciple until last month, would now show such great strength.
Even the outer disciples of the eighth and ninth levels of martial arts couldn't withstand a few moves in his hands.
"He uses Green Leaf Palm and Falling Leaf Kung Fu, right? How can he be so strong?"
Many inner disciples were shocked when they saw it.
Li Qing clearly used the Green Leaf Palm and Falling Leaf Kung Fu, the most common techniques in the sect, but even the disciples who used mid-level martial arts were no match for him.
No one would believe that the Green Leaf Palm and Falling Leaf functions could exert such power unless they saw it with their own eyes.
On the ring, Li Qing suddenly turned his eyes, looked at the area where the inner disciples were, and shouted: "Zhao Long!"
"You dare to go on stage and fight!"
In an instant, the eyes of countless disciples focused on Zhao Long among the inner disciples.
According to the rules of the sect competition, the outer sect disciples who are at the top of the sect competition can challenge the inner sect disciples.
As long as you perform well enough, you will have a chance to enter the inner gate.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Long's face became increasingly gloomy.
The disciples also started talking about it.
"He actually wants to challenge Zhao Long!"
"Haha, I'm not surprised at all. I'm afraid Li Qing hates Zhao Long to the core."
"Yes, I heard that Li Qing was seriously injured by Zhao Long and his thugs several times before."
"Hehe, Zhao Long is afraid that he will have trouble riding a tiger now, isn't he? He can only enter the inner sect because his grandfather is the great elder. His strength is not much better than that of the ninth-level warrior disciples of the outer sect."
"That's not necessarily true. Inner disciples can learn high-level martial arts. No matter how powerful Green Leaf Palm and Falling Leaf Kung Fu are, they can't compare to high-level martial arts."
In full view of the public, facing Li Qing's legal challenge, Zhao Long would lose face if he did not accept it.
So although he looked gloomy, he still stood on the stage.
"Li Qing, do you really want to seek death?"
Zhao Long said coldly: "Do you really think that with your strength, you can defeat me?"
Li Qing sneered: "Whether you can beat him or not, you'll know after you give it a try. Zhao Long, it's time to settle the score, you..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw a strong wind blowing in his face, and Zhao Long suddenly took action and attacked him!
The disciples in the audience were all shocked, and many people cursed loudly.
"How despicable, you attacked me secretly!"
"Hmph, Senior Brother Zhao Long is clearly attacking from the front, so why is it a sneak attack?"
However, on the stage, Li Qing looked calm and easily blocked Zhao Long's surprise attack.
Zhao Long's expression changed: "How is it possible? You broke through again! You didn't use your full strength just now!"
Yes, I saw that Li Qing's whole body was full of aura, which was already the aura of a ninth-level warrior!
Since practicing the Falling Leaf Technique taught by Qin Yu, Li Qing's cultivation has been rapid. One month is enough for him to break through to the ninth level of a warrior!
"What, is it an accident?" Li Qing sneered.
Zhao Long gritted his teeth and roared: "So what if you break through? Even the Fallen Leaf Kung Fu and the Green Leaf Palm want to fight me! Do you think you can beat my Autumn Wind Sweeping Leaf Palm?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already slapped out a palm. The wind from his palm roared, and a whirlwind swept up the entire arena, which showed how powerful the palm was!
Autumn Wind Sweeping Leaf Palm is a high-level martial skill within the Qingye Sect. It is much stronger than Qingye Palm and Falling Leaf Kung Fu. Logically speaking, Li Qing cannot be his opponent.
But in the midst of everyone's exclamations, Li Qing used his Green Leaf Palm, which suddenly collided with Zhao Long's Autumn Wind Sweeping Leaf Palm!
Buzz!
There was a muffled sound, and Zhao Long was pushed back continuously!
There were exclamations from the audience one after another, and Li Qing was seen using his Green Leaf Palm, and he hit Zhao Long back continuously with his palm, making it difficult for him to hold on!
The two sides exchanged less than ten moves before Zhao Long could no longer hold on and was hit in the chest by Li Qing's palm. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
But he didn't fall off the stage, he just fell on the edge of the stage.
"Senior Brother Zhao, I haven't fought enough, and now you want to step down?"
Looking at Li Qing, who was getting closer, a look of fear appeared on Zhao Long's face, and then suddenly there was a flash of evil in his eyes, and he pressed his right hand somewhere on his waist.
Whoosh whoosh!
Several rays of black light shot out quickly, heading towards Li Qing's face!
"Hidden weapon? Despicable!"
Li Qing shouted angrily and slapped out with all his strength.
The palm wind was everywhere, and those black lights were rolled back by the impact. Amidst the screams, they hit Zhao Long himself instead!
"ah……"
Zhao Long screamed in horror: "No! This is a scorpion poison arrow with..."
Before he could finish his words, his entire face had been dyed blue-grey, and he lost his breath in an instant.
Everyone around the arena changed their colors.
Obviously, the hidden weapon contains a poison that can seal one's throat upon seeing blood!
Who would have thought that Zhao Long would be poisoned to death by his own hidden weapon, and for a moment, the entire arena was silent.
But then, an old voice full of sadness sounded.
"Ah! Long'er!"
A tall figure flew out from the front of the ring and the hall, landed on the ring, and picked up Zhao Long.
That was a white-haired old man wearing a purple and gold robe with a strong aura. How could the disciples of the Qingye Sect fail to recognize that he was Zhao Tiankuang, the great elder of the Qingye Sect!
Looking at Zhao Long who had lost his breath, Zhao Tiankuang's face was filled with sadness and he looked up to the sky and roared angrily.
"Long'er!"
After roaring, he looked at Li Qing with a murderous look on his face, and the latter was suddenly shocked.
But he saw Zhao Tiankuang had already struck out with his palm, and the target was Li Qing.
"Little beast, I want you to be buried with Long Er!!!"
With this palm strike, the entire arena shook violently, and the force of the palm surged toward Li Qing like a mountain.
"It's King Wu! The great elder has actually broken through to the realm of King Wu!"
Among the crowd, there were martial arts masters from the Qingye Sect who exclaimed in surprise. Unexpectedly, in addition to the sect leader, Zhao Tiankuang actually broke through to the King of Martial Arts without saying a word.
Li Qing was not even able to break through as a martial artist. Facing the Great Elder's palm, he was completely unable to withstand it!
At this critical moment, suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Li Qing, blocking the fierce force like a stormy sea.