"Crash."
The thick chains fell heavily to the ground, and the crisp collision sound made everyone slowly come back to their senses.
The surroundings became slightly quiet, and even many disciples on the martial arts stage stopped their sparring and looked towards here.
The three hundred kilogram chain was actually rolled up by him like a hemp rope
The explosive power of a moment directly drove away the people in the fifth level of Lingwu
Incredible.
"How dare you smoke! This lunatic is getting more and more aggressive."
"Still the same as before, ruthless in his bones, and never knows how to bend down."
"I'm very confused, how can he survive until now with such a stubborn temper? If it were anyone else, he would have died ten times."
"Has he been beaten less often? He was beaten so many times that he was covered in blood, but he was determined to survive and never gave in."
"Obviously he is a servant, but he insists on living like a young master. He is also a talent."
"He is a young master to begin with. This is called his attitude towards life! What a pity. If he were not a sinner, he might really be able to become his direct disciple."
"No elder will accept him as a direct disciple. He has resentment towards Qingyun Sect."
"From what I see, this kid is a threat. Don't let him turn over, otherwise there will be chaos."
The disciples around him are no longer surprised. In the past, Qin Ming often fought with lower-level disciples to the death. Now that he has reached the Lingwu realm, he starts to fight against the upper-level disciples. This was something that was expected, but I didn't expect that the attack would be so ruthless, just like before.
Qin Ming ignored people's comments, dragged both chains to the martial arts field, raised the stone jar and left.
The disciples on stage and off stage ignored him, just looked at the excitement and continued their own cultivation.
At this moment, Qin Ming suddenly noticed a handsome young man walking from the other end of the martial arts field. "Hey, he's here."
Other disciples also noticed it.
"Look, look, it's Mu Zixiu? Mu Zixiu is out of seclusion!"
"Ah, Mu Zixiu, I love you!"
"It's really Mu Zixiu. He has been in seclusion for three months and finally came out. Has he been promoted to the seventh level of Lingwu?"
"A fifteen-year-old from the seventh level of Lingwu. This talent is really enviable and enviable."
The visitor became the focus of the audience, and there were also screams from nymphomaniac girls. Men and women gathered around, and the atmosphere in the martial arts arena became warm and sensational.
Qin Ming put down the stone jar and looked there.
He was a handsome young man with a naughty smile and even two thick eyebrows with soft ripples. He seemed to be smiling all the time. His fair skin set off his light pink lips, and he had beautiful and prominent lips. His facial features and perfect face shape reveal two tiger teeth when he smiles, adding a touch of unrulyness to his sunny handsomeness.
Mu Zixiu, nicknamed Thunderbird!
One of the direct disciples of Qingyun Sect, he was selected by the great elder when he was ten years old and trained with all his efforts. In terms of talent, he ranks among the top among all direct disciples of this generation.
His spiritual form is the same as Qin Ming's, which is also thunder and lightning. The martial art he practices is the 'True Thunder Trial' that the great elder personally selected for him. It is a high-grade spiritual martial art with very domineering power.
"Junior brothers and sisters, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Mu Zixiu was handsome and unrestrained. He greeted many disciples enthusiastically, especially the female disciples, which always made the smile on his face deepen.
"Senior brother is now in the seventh level of Lingwu?" A plump female disciple leaned close to him, her eyes filled with admiration.
"I just broke through ten days ago. I stayed with my mentor and listened to some teachings. I just came out today."
Mu Zixiu nodded and admitted, which immediately attracted exclamations and compliments from everyone.
Of course, there are some people who stand in the distance and grin with envy. The fifteen-year-old Lingwu Seventh Level is worthy of being a direct disciple.
"I haven't done anything for a long time. Who is interested in sparring with me today?" After being polite, Mu Zixiu walked onto the ring and invited everyone in the audience to fight.
There were many disciples from the seventh or even eighth level of Lingwu present, and of course they were a few years older than him.
They were eager to try when Mu Zixiu suddenly said: "If no one in the seventh heaven dares to challenge, they can do it in the eighth heaven."
These words obviously did not take the other seventh-level disciples into consideration.
Several seventh-level disciples frowned, but they didn't dare to challenge. Mu Zixiu's martial arts training was much stronger than theirs. Although he had just entered the seventh-level spiritual world, his actual combat power should not be worse than his own.
Qin Ming stood in the distance and watched silently. 'Thunderbird' Mu Zixiu is the person he wants to challenge the most. He had this idea a long time ago, because the manifestation forms of their spiritual power are both thunder and lightning, and Mu Zixiu has been practicing at the upper spiritual level from the very beginning. Thunder and lightning martial arts.
It's a pity that the gap between the two is too big. Qin Ming was not even qualified to challenge before.
"Mu Zixiu, I'll challenge you." A top disciple who practices Liuyun Swordsmanship came on the stage to challenge him. He was also a top disciple at the seventh level of Lingwu. He was full of confidence. He stepped forward and rushed out, looking like a dragon. , the sword is like flowing light, and the attack is very sharp.
"Haha, good time. I have reached the fourth stage of True Thunder Judgment. Let's see how many stages you can force me to use." Mu Zixiu's figure swayed, leaving a vague afterimage on the spot. He stretched his hands into claws and buckled He aimed at the disciple's shoulder, his speed was so fast that it made people's eyes dazzled.
The disciple's face changed slightly, and he stepped away decisively. At the same time as he turned over, a twisted sword light like water struck out instantly, like a swinging iron whip, and went straight to Mu Zixiu's throat. Tricky and smooth, it caused the whole audience to exclaim. They didn't expect it to be so intense.
Before the sword tip reached, Mu Zixiu had already sensed it, and his throat seemed to have been forced by the sword edge. But instead of dodge, he sneered at the corner of his mouth, slapped his hands violently, and there was a crisp sound, and his hands actually clap the sword firmly.
"No..." The disciple hurriedly pulled away.
But…
"The first part of the true thunder trial, thunder and lightning!" Mu Zixiu's hands suddenly erupted with an ear-splitting roar. The intense thunder and lightning vibrated like an explosion, and the dazzling bright light bloomed instantly.
Poof! The thunder and lightning shattered the long sword, and the electric light hit the disciple's right hand along the sword body, and bounced him away.
The disciple screamed, his eyes were deaf, his ears were ringing, his right arm was numb, and he was temporarily confused.
Mu Zixiu struck with an arrow, soared into the air, and stomped towards the disciple's chest with both feet. The dazzling light of lightning gathered on his feet, like a thunder and lightning strike, and there was a loud bang. In the blink of an eye, he stamped out five feet, and the disciple was off the ground. Flying upside down, Pu Lengleng rolled more than ten meters away, losing its combat effectiveness.
Two moves resolve the battle, neatly and effortlessly.
"Mu Zixiu, I love you!" A female disciple screamed excitedly.
"It's so strong! As expected of a direct disciple, the use of spiritual power is smooth and smooth, without any sense of hindrance. This is the difference."
"Thunder and lightning have innate advantages. The strong light blinds and destroys vision. The thunder deafens and destroys hearing. When the power is increased, it can paralyze people and destroy the sense of touch. A surprise attack can cause you to lose three of your five senses."
"It's not enough, who else will come? It's just a discussion, I will show mercy." Mu Zixiu stood in the center of the stage, handsome and handsome, accepting the cheers and admiration of the audience. He likes to be in the spotlight, and he does have the capital to do so. .
"I'll come." A top disciple of about twenty years old came on stage, strode towards the center of the stage carrying a two-meter-long heavy sword.
"Liang Zheng, haha, okay!" Mu Zixiu shrugged his shoulders and looked squarely at the opponent in front of him. This is a maverick disciple. His talent is not outstanding, but his fighting ability is very strong. He is a famous warrior among the many disciples of Qingyun Sect.
"Liang Zheng, **! Let him experience the power of our ordinary disciples."
"Crazy Blade Liang Zheng, haha, it's wonderful. It's wonderful."
"Liang Zheng has been practicing in the seventh level of Lingwu for a year, and it is said that he is about to break through to the eighth level of Lingwu."
"Mu Zixiu, don't be careless."
The disciples watching the battle shouted and cheered for the two men.
Qin Ming watched from a distance and did not leave in a hurry. Appreciating Mu Zixiu's 'True Thunder Trial', this martial art made him envious countless times.
A wave of shouts rang out around the martial arts arena. Liang Zheng was as powerful as a tiger and took the lead to kill Mu Zixiu. A strong wind surged all over his body, and sand and rocks were flying on the martial arts arena. The momentum was very shocking.
"Wow." Liang Zheng stood up from the ground with a strange cry. Holding the knife in both hands, the knife gathered the strong wind and slashed towards Mu Zixiu's head and face. The brutal force made everyone in the audience excited and shouted wildly.
Mu Zixiu refused to retreat but advanced, stomping into the air, and smashed his fist at the Crazy Saber. Thunder and lightning rushed around his body, quickly converging on his fist, and actually condensed into a thunder and lightning fist, firmly guarding his fist.
Qin Ming's eyes lit up. Can he really condense thunder and lightning into a fist? He has tried many times, ranging from thousands to eight hundred, but he has never succeeded. This requires not only very exquisite control, but also special guidance.
Boom! There was a roar in the air, and Mu Zixiu and Liang Zheng both retreated, taking five steps back after landing.
Evenly matched
"Liang Zheng, well done, so beautiful."
"Mu Zixiu, torture him, torture him."
They fought brilliantly on the martial arts field, and the surrounding disciples were also excited to watch.
"It's interesting." Mu Zixiu shrugged his shoulders, laughed and rushed towards Liang Zheng.
Liang Zheng remained silent and gritted his teeth to attack again.
Sand and gravel were flying, loud noises were roaring, and thunder and lightning were dazzling. The two men's attacks were both full and full, and they were fighting fiercely on the martial arts field.