Zhang Ji continued to use his water palm technique, fierce sparks splashed out, and he twisted his palm and rushed out with power. However, Qi Kongming remained motionless. Zhang Ji himself took a few steps back. He simply jumped back and fell in front of Qi Kongming.
Standing still in the distance, looking at Qi Kongming, there was no emotion in his eyes, only coldness.
"Who can win if these two fight like this?"
"I don't know. Nowadays, the level of the demon-slayer is compared with the physical strength of Qi and blood. It seems that Qi Kongming has an advantage, but..."
"But what?"
"You don't know that any of the top ten disciples among the inner disciples can be said to be no worse than direct disciples of the same level, or even stronger."
"Yes, yes, think about that ghost spirit Long Yi. His strength is extremely terrifying. I heard that when he was performing a mission outside, he even surpassed the level to kill demons. With a three-dollar cultivation level, he killed a four-dollar demon.
, terrifying strength.”
"So awesome!"
"Of course, you have to know how difficult it is to kill demons, let alone killing them at a higher level."
…
When Zhang Ji and Qi Kongming were fighting fiercely, the disciples watching in the stands were already discussing it. After all, these two popular candidates met in the preliminary round, and watching their fight was really exciting.
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In the center of the stand, where the heads of the various sects and kingdoms were, it was peaceful. Some people were still closing their eyes to rest, but Fatty Chen was watching seriously. After all, he was his master.
"Zongzhu Chen, who will win?" An elder sitting next to him asked Chen Pang. This elder is the great elder of the Wuzong, one of the seventy-two sects of the Wuzong, and the Wuzong is even more of the seventy-two sects.
The strongest sect, and the Great Elder of Wuzong is the most powerful person besides the head of Wuzong. Chen Fatty touched his belly and thought for a moment.
"I don't know." Fatty Chen said extremely seriously. The elder almost rolled his eyes. You've had enough. I didn't know you were still so serious!
"Although I have great confidence in my disciple, that Zhang Ji is not an ordinary person, and my disciple cannot win if he says he will win." Chen Fatty continued without looking at the elder's expression.
…
On the competition stage, Qi Kongming and Zhang Ji faced off again, with unknown ideas in their minds.
Suddenly, Zhang Ji moved, his afterimage flew past, and he rushed forward, charging up his strength like a shield in the sky, ready to counterattack at any time.
"Water Palm Technique!" It was still the Water Palm Technique, and the Iron Palm drove straight in. What greeted it was a shield. However, the silhouette of Zhang Ji suddenly disappeared, leaving only an afterimage in the place. Qi Kongming frowned and turned around quickly.
, the heavy water is used, and the blue halo is accompanied, brilliant and dazzling
, suddenly, there was only an afterimage in front of him, no good! Qi Kongming was about to turn around at this time, but on his right, an iron palm rushed out, and he could only block it with his shield.
The figure was forced to move sideways, the energy and blood in his body began to become disordered, and he was still unable to stabilize for a while.
However, how could Zhang Ji miss this opportunity? Although Qi Kongming had stopped, Qi Kongming's steps were unsteady at this time, and Zhang Ji appeared again, already behind Qi Kongming.
"Water Split Claw!" The blue spiritual power attached to the iron palm, turned the palm into a claw, and used it instantly, with a sound of breaking the air, the three-dollar martial skill Water Split Claw.
"Dang!" A loud noise sounded, like a bell, long and continuous. Although his steps were unstable, Qi Kongming's reaction was still very strong. But his originally unstable steps became even more unstable. A magic master who used a shield, his steps
Instability is a big no-no.
"Thousand catties of falling!" Qi Kongming's body sank and he forced himself to steady himself. However, Zhang Ji's attack came again, behind Qi Kongming!
"This Ji's attack method is like a ghost!"
"But isn't his nickname Beggar?"
"That's why he is called a beggar because he looks like a beggar. His attack methods are similar to those of ghosts."
"Oh yeah?"
"Of course!"
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Reaction! Block! The sound of metal sounded! Regular! Simple! Qi Kongming suddenly adapted to Zhang Ji's attack rhythm, which made Zhang Ji very distressed.
"Hey, Zhang Ji, I'm not that easy to bully!" Qi Kongming roared, and the black turtle emitted a violent blue light, black turtle! Breaking blow!
I saw the black turtle stepping down, the air was like water, violently fluctuating, Zhang Ji appeared directly, vomiting blood.
What is this? Such a powerful force! In fact, Qi Kongming also feels uncomfortable, this is an indiscriminate attack!
"What kind of attack is this?"
"Why is Zhang Ji vomiting blood?"
"Would Zhang Ji lose just like that?"
"No, Zhang Ji's spiritual vein development hasn't been used yet!"
"Let me wipe it, what is Qi Kongming's attack method?"
Zhang Ji suddenly vomited blood, and the entire stands became noisy. They didn't understand what was going on. They could only see the fluctuations in the air, but they didn't know the power contained in it.
Good guy, this is the power of the eighth-grade spiritual tortoise! This is the law! This thought flashed through the minds of those sect leaders and elders, because they are the only ones who know this power.
The eighth-grade spiritual vein is indeed the eighth-grade spiritual vein. If it is so powerful, how much stronger must the ninth-grade spiritual vein be!
"Come again!" Qi Kongming suppressed his unstable expression and shouted angrily. The black turtle stepped on it again! Zhang Ji was pressed down by the huge force in the air. This time he was prepared, but it was still extremely uncomfortable!
"Come again!" Another roar!
"Qi Kongming! Let me see how much soul power you still have to use!" Zhang Ji endured the chaos in his body and shouted! Using the power of spiritual vein development consumes soul power, and soul power is not as much as spiritual power.
"You don't need to worry about this! I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it first!" Qi Kongming grinned and said with a pale face.
"Let's see who laughs last." Zhang Ji said flatly, trembling all over.
"Come again!" The rupture attack was launched! Qi Kongming launched! Heavy water attack! His figure passed through the rioting air, and Qi Kongming's figure in Zhang Ji's pupils quickly enlarged, and his pupils shrank sharply.
Xiaoyaobu! But in this chaotic air, there was a huge force that forced his Xiaoyaobu to no longer be carefree.
However, Zhang Ji, who used Xiaoyao Step, still escaped Qi Kongming's impact. However, Qi Kongming's footsteps stopped and he was charged with heavy water in a shield fighting style.
He used the happy steps again! He no longer felt as happy as before. Moving in such violent air fluctuations, his body was about to reach its limit.
"Haha! Come again!" Qi Kongming laughed, his face became even whiter, and the cracking and heavy blows followed, making the originally rioting air even more rioting. The power contained in it became even more violent.
His muscles exploded, he rushed out, his figure flashed past, and Qi Kongming resolutely launched the attack.
"Qi Kongming, you are amazing! Only you can let me use this trump card." Zhang Ji said miserably, dragging his violently shaking body.
What? Still have a trump card? Sure enough! Qi Kongming’s figure continues to move forward without hesitation. (To be continued)