"Qin Ming! You dare to learn martial arts secretly, this is a felony."
"No wonder you were able to advance to the Spirit Martial Realm. It turned out that you learned martial arts secretly. You are so brave."
An angry reprimand suddenly came from under the martial arts stage, and several disciples were emotional.
"This set of martial arts seems to have been practiced for some time."
"Qin Ming is doomed! If Mu Zixiu can't kill him, the clan rules will make his death embarrassing."
"I really don't know how to live or die. I dare to use the martial arts I learned secretly in the martial arts arena."
More and more disciples understood and shouted excitedly.
Qing Yunzong strictly forbids private transmission of martial arts, let alone learning martial arts privately.
Qin Ming is the son of the most common people, so stealing martial arts is undoubtedly adding to the crime.
"What are you yelling about!" Caiyi was not happy anymore, she stood on the side of the stage and scolded the audience: "Why are you so excited, wanting to see others die? What kind of virtue! Is this martial art from Qingyun Sect? Open your eyes to see clearly, Is it from the Qingyun Sect? It’s not the Qingyun Sect’s martial art, so how can you say that Qin Ming secretly learned it from the Qingyun Sect? All the martial arts in the world belong to the Qingyun Sect? Do you want to lose face.”
The scolding voice spread throughout the audience, causing many people to shut up in embarrassment.
"Where did Qin Ming get his martial arts! He never left Qing Yunzong." Some people were dissatisfied and pointed at Qin Ming and shouted.
Caiyi became angry: "Don't come out to show off your IQ, I will embarrass you! Qin Ming was taken out by Yaoshan two months ago to collect medicine, and he picked up a set of martial arts in the forest, Zidian Mad Snake!"
"You said yes?"
"I said yes! Why! Unconvinced? For eight years, Qingyunzong has refused to give Qin Ming martial arts, and he is not allowed to go outside to pick up and use it? Qin Ming is just a servant, not a Qingyunzong slave. Who dares to say that Qin Ming can't train him Picked up martial arts? Who would dare? Even if an elder came over, he wouldn't have the cheek to say no!"
With a single sentence, he not only scolded many disciples who were gloating, but even brought the elders into it.
Caiyi crossed her waist, her pretty face was flushed with anger, and she didn't show any affection when she spoke, but no one dared to refute it. Qing Yunzong was indeed suppressing Qin Ming, and they didn't give a martial art for eight years, but if you don't give it, it doesn't mean People can't pick it up from the outside, this is a chance! Opportunities belong to individuals!
The little sisters that Caiyi had been friends with also began to scold the audience, and the little girls spoke freely, regardless of their image, but the scolding was very enjoyable, and no one dared to refute.
"Qin Ming, you dare to hurt me?" Mu Zixiu looked at his blood-drenched right shoulder and felt the burning pain in his chest. He was angry from the heart, and his handsome face was a little ferocious. He ignored the chaos at the scene, he only cared about the battle in front of him, no matter what martial arts Qin Ming practiced, he was a fifth heaven after all, how could he hurt me? Hurt me in front of all the disciples
Qin Ming even ignored the chaos in the audience, and without saying a word, he once again hit the seven-stage power of the purple lightning mad snake. The thunder snake took shape and coiled around his body. The electric light was radiating, and the momentum was astonishing, locking on like a real thunder snake. Mu Zixiu.
All the disciples looked at it with strange expressions. The ferocious appearance of the Thunder Snake made the people nearby secretly startled, as if they could feel the power contained in it.
This is really picked up? hard to believe.
But it seems that Qingyun Sect really doesn't have this set of martial arts.
"I just wanted to discuss with you today. If you insist on fighting to the death, don't blame me for being rude." Mu Zixiu deliberately let the audience hear his voice. If Qin Ming is really abolished later, the responsibility is not on him , is Qin Ming's own fault.
Qin Ming didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, all the muscles in his body moved, he rushed towards Mu Zixiu and launched a fierce attack. There is no need to talk to Mu Zixiu, he has to immerse himself in the battle.
Thunder Snake let out a high-pitched 'hissing', and was the first to break away from Qin Ming's body. It was as thick as an arm and more than one meter long. It twisted and danced at high speed, like a thick thunder cut from the sky, and hit Mu Zixiu.
Mu Zixiu was prepared this time, shaking out three phantoms, avoiding the Thunder Snake narrowly and dangerously, and at the same time hitting at full speed, throwing a misty trajectory with the broken star step, and striking out with heavy punches while moving at high speed , Go straight to Qin Ming's face.
Qin Ming tossed on his back, twisted his waist, and violently attacked Mu Zixiu with both feet, like two hard iron whips, rushing like a wind.
Mu Zixiu dodged dangerously, and the Broken Star Step made him invincible.
But Qin Ming's body, which was writhing on the ground, rushed out immediately, like a tiger, and slammed his fists. He seized this slight opportunity and launched a violent storm-like attack. Mu Zixiu was injured, but it also disrupted Mu Zixiu's position for a while, forcing him to dodge and retreat.
The atmosphere of the audience abruptly returned to fiery amidst the weirdness. This kind of vigorous and fiery offensive is the most visually impactful and most able to arouse the atmosphere of the arena. Not to mention the enthusiasm of the male disciples watching, the eyes of many female disciples are also brilliant . Originally thought that today would be Mu Zixiu's only show, but it turned into a stalemate and fierce battle, which was very exciting.
Qin Ming's wild style of play is dismissed by many orthodox students, but today he has turned the "wild way" into a "routine". Continuously. With the cooperation of the Vajra Strength, every punch, every blow, and every offensive was accompanied by a strong wind, which made them jump with fear.
Qin Ming's whole body is full of weapons. Elbows, legs, fists, claws, shoulders, etc. have been developed and used, showing the power of the Vajra Strength to the extreme. Even many high-ranking disciples and direct disciples who claimed to be combat elites applauded in their hearts. As far as the battle is concerned, they had to say it was wonderful.
"Young Master Qin! Young Master Qin!" Caiyi applauded loudly and clapped vigorously, her delicate little hands turned red.
The little sisters around her also started to cheer for Qin Ming.
Only Yueqing was calm from beginning to end, watching the fierce battle on the stage intently.
"Qin Ming is reaching the limit, it's time for Mu Zixiu to fight back." Han Qianye paid close attention to the martial arts arena, not taking his eyes off the battle between Qin Ming and Mu Zixiu for a moment, and silently making judgments. Qin Ming's offensive looks very exciting, but it consumes a lot of energy, and Mu Zixiu has the advantage of breaking stars, frequently avoiding Qin Ming's fatal blows, compared to Qin Ming's consumption and gains are not proportional .
If this continues, Qin Ming will soon run out of strength, which is tantamount to digging his own grave.
"Mu Zixiu is going to fight back." Ling Xue and many other direct disciples whispered softly. Wonderful is wonderful, they value results more.
"Enough! It's my turn!" Mu Zixiu seized the opportunity to break free from Qin Ming, and pulled away ten meters away. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, and he looked very embarrassed, but his aura was very fierce. He released the thunder again, and his whole body fell down Bending down, the right palm hit the ground hard.
"True Thunder Trial, Part 4—Thunder Prison!"
Mu Zixiu shouted loudly, the lightning all over his body suddenly recovered, and the next moment it exploded in his right palm. This time it was not a strong light and a loud noise, but a large amount of lightning was released indiscriminately. With the palm as the center, it exploded in all directions. Like a blooming lightning lotus, sweeping across a range of seven or eight meters, each lightning bolt is as thick as a thumb, containing terrifying power.
As soon as Qin Ming rushed over, he was knocked away by this sudden and violent thunder wave, his clothes were torn apart, his flesh was torn apart, and his rushing body was bounced backwards. One can imagine how violent this force is, and the scene of his flesh being torn apart is shocking. .
The battle situation has changed suddenly!
"Hiss!" Many disciples gasped, this is the real power of Zhenlei Judgment, terrifying! With the realm of the seventh heaven of spiritual martial arts, Mu Zixiu performed the release of spiritual power that ordinary disciples of the eighth heaven of spiritual martial arts could hardly achieve.
"Qin Ming was defeated. There should be no chances. However, he can persist for so long, which is already surprising. Today's battle is enough for him to gain a foothold in the circle of top disciples. The premise is that Mu Zixiu will not abolish him again. "Many people sighed, the battle was very exciting, but unfortunately it was too short and not enjoyable.
Mu Zixiu stood on the spot, panting violently. In order to release the effect of "Thunder Prison" to the maximum effect, he consumed a lot of spiritual power, and his head was a little dizzy, but watching the scene of Qin Ming flying upside down and landing, his mood was still very refreshing . "Fight with me, you are too far behind."
Qin Ming was lying on the ground, his tattered clothes wet with blood, as if he was dying.
"Mr. Qin, how are you?" Caiyi couldn't help but rushed over, but was held back by Yueqing.
Some disciples covered their mouths, feeling unbearable.
But... Qin Ming just lay quietly for a few seconds, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and sat up easily amidst the stunned expressions of the audience, his breath was a little messy, but he didn't look like he was seriously injured.
Many of the disciples closest to the ring showed surprised expressions, because from their distance, Qin Ming's injury was not as serious as imagined. It stands to reason that so many lightning strikes on the body were enough to hurt the bones, and it was impossible to continue fought. But Qin Ming didn't seem to be seriously injured, it was just a flesh injury, at least it seemed so.