Qin Ming practiced all night, and his wounds were completely healed, not even a scar was left, and all his internal injuries were fully recovered.
The magic of Shengshengjue is vividly displayed.
Next, it’s time to try to break through.
Whether they can advance to the top five depends on whether this breakthrough can be successful.
"Dayan Sword Code, second style... Qianqiu No Trace..."
Qin Ming took out the Dayan Sword Code and studied it with his eyebrows raised. This time he finally saw the second move clearly.
The second style of the Dayan Sword Canon has been left untouched for thousands of years. The wind in the sky does not fall into dust, and thousands of swords break through the sky and the river is filled with red.
Qin Ming cheered up deeply, with a smile on his face. When I first broke through to the eighth heaven, I could only see the words vaguely. I thought that the eighth heaven was not suitable for cultivation, but I didn't expect that I could see it clearly now.
"Qian Qiu Wu Trace, help me break into the ninth heaven."
Qin Ming mentioned the ancient sword and whispered confidently.
"Master Qin, I got you some healing medicine..."
Huyan Zhuozhuo walked in with a smile, but then he was dumbfounded. Qin Ming was shirtless and in high spirits. How could he still look like he was dying yesterday, even his wounds were gone.
"No medicine is needed anymore. Please keep an eye on me today. No one is allowed in." Qin Ming danced the ancient sword and prepared to retreat.
"Ah? Ah!" Huyan Zhuozhuo was surprised, recovered? Can you still play tomorrow? Is this a sprint to the top five? I'm a good boy, this is going to feel so good!
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Why are you so polite! We are friends." Huyan Zhuozhuo quickly closed the room, took the stone stool and sat down in the yard, crossed his legs and guarded the door! Now he is willing to do whatever Qin Ming asks him to do!
"What are you doing here?" Ling Xue just opened the window and saw a 'meatball' squatting in Qin Ming's yard. Huyan Zhuozhuo, who was already round like a meatball, was squatting on a round stone bench. The picture It was so funny that even the lonely and arrogant Ling Xue couldn't help but ask.
"Guard Mr. Qin, I'm afraid someone will hurt him again." Huyan Zhuozhuo laughed, feeling extremely happy. Oops, how many secrets does Qin Ming have? Even he couldn't see through it.
Ling Xue suddenly asked: "What deal did you make with Qin Ming?"
"Senior Sister Lingxue, don't get me wrong. I'm not that kind of slave owner. I just made friends with Mr. Qin."
"Really?" Ling Xue was suspicious.
"By the way, senior sister is going to compete today. I wish you success in advance."
Qin Ming locked himself in the room and practiced without any distractions. Although the space was narrow, it did not hinder his performance.
Study every word and become familiar with each move.
It is conceivable that it is also a challenge for Qin Ming to practice the second form and break through the Nine Heavens before tomorrow.
A martial arts arena!
The third round of fighting has begun.
Eight Lingwu Realm disciples came on stage to accept the challenge.
Being among the top ten represents the highest honor. It is not only an affirmation of all the efforts made before the age of eighteen, but also means better treatment and more resources in the sect in the future.
No one will miss this opportunity.
The sect leaders of each sect are nervously paying attention. If a disciple of a sect cannot even make it into the top ten, it will be really embarrassing.
The leader of the Qingyun Sect is also nervous. Although Qin Ming and Tieshanhe have entered the top ten ahead of schedule, they seem to have no hope of competing for the top five. It would be a consolation if a few more can enter the top ten.
In the first battle, a beautiful female disciple of the Blood Evil Sect appeared on the stage and invited Ling Xue to fight.
The two women competed in martial arts, and the two beauties competed for fame. The battle was unexpectedly exciting, but the only solution was that both sides suffered losses. Neither of them won or lost, and neither of them qualified for the top ten.
The cruelty of the first battle made other disciples secretly nervous. The second, third, and fourth battles were all exciting and brutal.
From early morning to noon, a total of four martial arts competitions were held to determine the other two places in the top ten.
They are, Qingge of the Tiandao Sect, and Ye Luozhan of the Blood Evil Sect!
Both of them are very strong and deserve their reputation.
Ling Xue and Zhang Lan of Qing Yun Sect both missed the top ten. Ling Xue was a 'tie' and Zhang Lan was a direct defeat.
The old city lord announced tomorrow's competition on behalf of the eight sects.
"Outside the city, there is a gold list hanging, listing the eight top ten sects."
"Tomorrow, the battle for the top five of the Eight Sects Tea Party will begin!"
"The venue is Xiaoshiling outside the city!"
“Invite the whole city to watch the battle together!!”
The final battle of each tea party is not held in the city, but somewhere outside the city. The meeting is open to the people of the city, allowing people to see the style of the top ten and feel the strength of the top ten. In fact, it is also equivalent to showing it to the outside world. Eight potentials.
"Is Qin Ming here?" Yang Yi from the Tuling Sect knocked on the door of Qin Ming's courtyard.
"I'm resting. It's not convenient to see guests."
Huyan Zhuozhuo stood up with a smile. With his round head, round body, chubby limbs, and wearing a white robe, he looked funny no matter how he looked.
Yang Yi probably didn't expect such a thing to be squatting in the yard, and was obviously stunned: "Who are you?"
"Friends, in a good way."
"I have something to do with Qin Ming." Yang Yi strode inside.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Qin really didn't see any visitors today, why don't we wait until tomorrow?" Huyan Zhuozhuo looked funny and naive, making people want to laugh just looking at him.
"You really don't see any guests?"
"You should be Yang Yi from the Tuling Sect. It's a pleasure to meet you. It's an honor to meet you. How about this? Leave a message and I'll tell it to you later?"
"No, I'll come back tomorrow." Yang Yi left.
After a while, Fan Xin from Baihua Sect came: "Is Qin Ming here?"
"you are… "
"Hundred Flowers Sect, Fanxin."
"Oh, hello, hello, do you have anything to do with Mr. Qin?"
"Let me see how he is injured. Is he dead?"
"Just kidding, okay."
"Then why are you wearing sackcloth and mourning? Are you unlucky?"
"..." Huyan Zhuozhuo was speechless. This is the finest white jade silk fabric, which is very expensive.
"Get out of the way, I have something to do with him."
"It's not convenient to see guests. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"
"Not awake yet?"
"I woke up and fell asleep again. I was hurt too much. Please forgive me."
After finally sending Fan Xin away, three disciples from Tiandao Sect came and wanted to see Qin Ming.
Huyan Zhuozhuo accompanied everyone to see them off one by one, sat back on the stone bench, and smiled happily. Yang Yi probably came here with the intention of recruiting Qin Ming, Fan Xin probably came here because he was interested in Qin Ming, and Tiandao Sect probably came here to make good friends. It seems that Qin Ming's decision to insist on attending the Eight Sects Tea Party was correct. He was not popular in the Qingyun Sect, but he was a treasure when he came out.
"The flying dragon leaves the sky and follows the clouds into the abyss; the hidden dragon is in the abyss and follows the clouds to the sky. Haha, hehe..." Huyan Zhuozhuo crossed his legs, wandering leisurely and happily.
In the evening, several more guests came. This time, Huyan Zhuozhuo couldn't stop them.
"Qin Ming lives here?" A gray-haired old man was calm and intimidating. There were wisps of red mist steaming slightly on the surface of his body, which was blood.
The leader of the Blood Evil Sect! Qiu Lin!
Next to him was a tall and hot girl, Yao'er. The short clothes and skirts show off your delicate body without hesitation, and the exposed skin is especially tender, showing an extremely charming youthful atmosphere. The neck like a swan is white and smooth, and the face is as beautiful as a flower. However, the blood-red eyes ruin the wonderful feeling, making her look more sinister and seductive.
Huyan Zhuozhuo was very well-informed, and of course he knew who the two people in front of him were. He grinned smartly and raised his hand to signal: "Please come in."
These two couldn't stop it.
Moreover, the sect master came here in person. What a noble treatment this is. Who dares to refuse? Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.