Qin Ming stood on the stone jar and observed Mu Zixiu's fighting style.
With a bang, Mu Zixiu held Liang Zheng's broadsword strongly. At the same time, the thunder and lightning all over his body rushed out, separated from Mu Zixiu's body, and all hit Liang Zheng, as if hundreds of silver needles were fired, causing The audience exclaimed.
Liang Zheng screamed, and was shaken back more than ten steps. Many parts of his body were bruised and numb.
Taking advantage of the situation, Mu Zixiu pursued and threw more than ten thunder fists, finally disrupting Liang Zheng's attack.
"Okay, okay," the crowd in the martial arts arena excitedly shouted.
Qin Ming also clenched his fists secretly, admiring Mu Zixiu's fight. Martial arts are dead, but they are alive when used. The same martial art can exert different powers in different hands. Just judging from the smoothness of Mu Zixiu's "True Thunder Trial", it is absolutely worthy of the name of a personal disciple. No, it seems that the Great Elder has worked hard on him.
But at this moment, Liang Zheng suddenly counterattacked in the face of adversity, and the sword struck Mu Zixiu inconceivably. Many people who watched this scene gasped, and didn't even know what happened.
Mu Zixiu dodged in danger, but was still torn off his clothes on his chest by the big knife, leaving a scarlet wound on his chest. It was not serious, but it was bleeding. Mu Zixiu was stunned. He had the chance to win, and he was about to overwhelm the enemy with one move, but he capsized in the gutter
The scarlet wound was very eye-catching on his fair chest.
Mu Zixiu wiped the blood with his fingers, put it in his mouth and sucked it lightly, the corners of his mouth curved cruelly.
"I admit defeat!" Liang Zheng withdrew his knife very freely, he was indeed far behind Mu Zixiu.
"Admit defeat? I haven't played enough, I just saw some blood." Mu Zixiu's expression changed, and he rushed to Liang Zheng.
Liang Zheng frowned slightly, but he didn't retreat. He took a deep breath and brandished his heavy knife to meet him brazenly.
"Liang Zheng is about to suffer." Qin Ming said to himself.
"Hey! Kid, what are you looking at?" A cold voice suddenly came from behind.
Qin Ming turned his head to look, and saw several young disciples walking up the steps.
These people just rushed over, heard that there was a good show to watch, and hurried here, but just arrived at the top of the mountain, they saw Qin Ming standing on the stone jar watching vigorously.
Qin Ming ignored them and continued to enjoy the wonderful duel on the martial arts arena.
"Why are you still watching?" the leading boy shouted arrogantly.
These people are middle-level disciples, and they bullied Qin Ming a lot in the past.
"Is it in your way?" Qin Ming glanced at them.
"Hey, you're so courageous, the third level of Lingwu is awesome?"
"I have always been very courageous, and there is no pressure to abuse you." Qin Ming sneered. Before he entered the Lingwu realm the year before last, he abused these disciples who were already in the first level of Lingwu with brute force, and beat them to death. I didn't dare to face each other for more than half a year. But two years have passed, and these disciples have slowly climbed to the third heaven of Lingwu.
These words immediately stimulated the five people.
"We were at the first level of martial arts at the time, and we were not proficient in martial arts. Now that we have mastered martial arts, we are no longer the same as before."
"We are no longer afraid of your strange power."
"I was looking for you these days, and you delivered it yourself."
When they remembered the embarrassing things that happened back then, they became angry from the bottom of their hearts, and the five immediately dispersed, surrounded Qin Ming, and prepared to humiliate Qin Ming in public.
A pretty girl next to them sneered at them: "Don't overestimate your strength. Just now Pang Hu was punched by Qin Ming and rolled to the bottom of the mountain from the road you came from. Just you? Go and play."
"Are you joking?" The five of them frowned, and their high momentum weakened a little on the spot.
"Are you kidding me? Are you worthy?" The girl was a bit pretty, she didn't bother to talk to them, and continued to watch the fierce battle in the martial arts arena.
"Don't embarrass yourself here, get out." The others yelled, they were all watching the battle in the Martial Arts Field enthusiastically, so they didn't care about it.
The five disciples looked at each other, Qin Ming beat Pang Hu away? If I remember correctly, Pang Hu is the fifth heaven of Lingwu, is he a disciple with the same name
Seeing them shrink back, Qin Ming ignored them and continued to look at the martial arts arena.
The fighting in the martial arts arena is turning dangerous.
Liang Zheng admitted defeat again and again, he couldn't hold on any longer. But Mu Zixiu didn't give up, forcing Liang Zheng to retreat again and again.
There was a roar, and the fierce thunder and lightning drove Liang Zheng back more than ten steps, and he staggered back to the edge of the martial arts arena.
How dare you hurt me! Mu Zixiu sneered inwardly, struck violently with his left fist, disturbing Liang Zheng, and slammed his right palm towards his face, taking his eyes straight.
"Liang Zheng be careful." Someone from the audience exclaimed.
Liang Zheng's pupils dilated, but it was too late to dodge.
Stab it! Suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded from Mu Zixiu's right palm. The glaring light and splashing electric arc hurt Liang Zheng's eyes.
Liang Zheng screamed and couldn't see anything clearly.
Mu Zixiu's tense palm slammed into his face, knocked him back, flew off the ground, and smashed into the audience.
"Ah!" Liang Zheng hugged his eyes and screamed in pain, blood dripping out between his fingers.
The surrounding disciples hurried up to help, dragged Liang Zheng to a safe distance, and looked angrily at Mu Zixiu on the stage. Isn't it a competition? As for such a ruthless hand.
But there were also people cheering loudly: "It's beautiful, Mu Zixiu won the victory!"
"The last blow is so cool, the combination of fiction and reality, one move is a foregone conclusion."
Mu Zixiu stood by the stage, glanced coldly at Liang Zheng who was screaming, and snorted, hurt me? act recklessly. He recovered his smile and was about to accept the cheers from the audience, but unexpectedly saw Qin Ming standing on the stone jar in the distance. He was slightly surprised, but also smiled, hey, why is this kid here.
Mu Zixiu is one of the direct disciples of the Great Elder of Qingyun Sect, and is naturally the Great Elder's confidant. He has always been very concerned about Qin Ming, who was named and punished by the elder.
"Isn't this the young city lord of Qin Ming?" Mu Zixiu walked towards Qin Ming with a smile on his face. He heard that this kid had reached the third level of spiritual martial arts.
"Hello, Mr. Mu. Goodbye, Mr. Mu." Qin Ming wanted to leave here, and lower-level disciples were not allowed to appear in the martial arts arena, let alone he was also a part-time 'servant'.
"Hey, don't go, my own disciples are greeting you as a servant." The five disciples who had just been deflated stopped Qin Ming, deliberately biting down on the word 'servant'.
"Step aside!"
The five smirked: "No!"
Boom! Qin Ming pushed his palm on the chest of the disciple in front of him, hitting hard, and the strength exploded. The smile on the disciple's face was still piled up, and his body had already flown out. There was a steep step behind him. After landing, he rebounded strongly, bang bang bang , rolled all the way to the foot of the mountain hundreds of meters away, and there was no movement.
The smiles on the faces of the other four disciples froze, they looked back in a daze, and swallowed hard. A question popped into my head, brother, are you still alive
Many disciples beside him grinned. This f*ck is a hedgehog, whoever touches it will pierce his hand.
"Recently, I've been leisurely, are you in the mood to come to the martial arts arena to watch the battle?" Mu Zixiu asked Qin Ming with a smile, and when he stepped off the ring, the disciples between the two consciously parted ways.
"Here to deliver the goods." Qin Ming had no choice but to leave.
"Don't be so nervous, I won't hold you accountable for coming to the Martial Arts Arena to peek at the competition. I heard that you have reached the Third Heaven of Spiritual Martial Arts, so I'm happy for you."
"Don't worry about it."
"I'm curious, how did you do it, I heard that you didn't practice martial arts, and you didn't use spiritual herbs."
"It's nothing to do with you, right?" Qin Ming knew who Mu Zixiu was, and he was ready to make trouble.
"How do you talk, you unqualified guy." The four disciples couldn't help but humiliate them again, but Qin Ming glanced at them and held them back.
The other disciples in the martial arts field secretly thought that they were going to be bad, and it would definitely not be a good thing for Mu Zixiu to suddenly show interest in Qin Ming.
Mu Zixiu smiled warmly, and the sun was beautiful: "Our young city lord Qin Ming hasn't been on the martial arts stage yet, come on, stand up and feel the feelings. Don't worry, I will take care of the accidents, and no one will punish you of."
"No, let's talk another day, I still have goods to deliver." Qin Ming lifted the stone jar and prepared to leave.
Mu Zixiu's entourage stopped him from the side with a smile: "I advise you to go up and stand."
Qin Ming smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Mu is a direct disciple, so there is no need to pester me as a delivery man."
"Don't be so nervous. I really don't have any malicious intentions. I just want to learn from you and learn how much combat power you have in the Third Heaven of Lingwu. Although I am the same age as you, both are fifteen years old, but my realm is higher than yours. , if you don't mind, I can give you some pointers. How about it? It's a rare opportunity." Mu Zixiu looked at Qin Ming with a smile on his face.
It can be said that everyone present could hear the implication that Mu Zixiu wanted to teach Qin Ming a lesson under the guise of a competition. You, a direct disciple of the seventh heaven of spiritual martial arts, challenged the third heaven of spiritual martial arts without martial arts. It is clear that you want to bully others. Although Qin Ming is very powerful, it should be the limit against a fourth heaven of spiritual martial arts. Pang Hu just now The reason why he lost so quickly was because he was seriously injured and he was careless.
The other disciples were waiting for Qin Ming's reaction.
Some people couldn't stand it: "Mu Zixiu, don't go too far, you are the seventh heaven of spiritual martial arts, and he is only the third heaven of spiritual martial arts, and has not practiced martial arts yet."
Mu Zixiu glanced coldly into the crowd: "What are you talking about, don't provoke my relationship with Young Master Qin Ming, we are discussing and giving advice normally."
Fart advice! The man cursed inwardly, but didn't say anything more.