"Earth Spirit Sect!" Mu Cheng, who was walking in front, stopped and stared at the approaching team with frowning eyes. The Earth Spirit Sect is a powerful sect second only to the Heavenly Dao Sect. The disciples participating in each competition are generally strong, and they are strong competitors of the Qingyun Sect in this tea party. Moreover, a type with extremely explosive power like this is generally not restricted by the realm in the Lingwu realm. As long as it is used skillfully, it is likely to leapfrog the challenge. Just like Qin Ming, it was because of that brute force that he was able to beat Mu Zixiu of the seventh heaven when he was in the fifth heaven.
No sect would like to meet them at the tea party.
"Are you the Qingyun Sect?" The team of the Earth Spirit Sect stood still in front, generally about two meters away, with a sense of strength from the inside out, and the momentum was overwhelming.
"Qing Yunzong, Mu Cheng!" Mu Cheng returned the salute.
"Who is Yueqing?" The disciple led by the Earth Spirit Sect is named Yang Yi. He is a strong man in the Xuanwu realm. He is tall and strong but not bloated. He looks like a rock statue. sense of force.
They know Yueqing? Mu Cheng frowned slightly: "Yueqing has gone out for training, so she won't attend the tea party."
"Don't dare to come? Hmph, it's rare for the Qingyun Sect to find a talent, and they don't even have the guts to come."
"I can be your opponent!" Mu Cheng took two steps forward with great momentum. The golden sword suddenly appeared brightly, and seemed to sense the master's fighting spirit.
"You? Never heard of it." Yang Yi was indifferent.
"Jin Ling disciple, Jin Jian Mucheng, Xuanwu Realm, I will challenge you at the tea party." Mu Cheng declared war on the spot. He represented the Qingyun Sect and would never lose his momentum, even the terrifying Earth Spirit Sect didn't care. On this point, Qin Ming, Tieshanhe and others were all on his side, and they took two steps forward in unison.
"Oh? Xuanwu Realm?" Yang Yi looked at him a few more times, and the nine disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect behind him were also slightly surprised that there were actually two disciples of the Xuanwu Realm in the new generation of Qingyun Sect.
The elder who led the team interrupted with a smile: "Go to register first, and there will be many opportunities to learn from each other in the future."
"Remember my name, Mu Cheng!" Mu Cheng walked past Yang Yi, and followed the old man to the depths of the manor.
Yang Yi sneered: "Interesting, the Qingyun Sect is coming aggressively this time. Let's go over and see what lineup the Qingyun Sect has sent this time."
Mu Cheng led the team into the auditorium. The auditorium was elegant and antique, with a table in the middle, and an old man was sitting there to record.
The old man looked at them and took a pen to record: "Is it the team of Qing Yunzong? Report your own realm, and the time when you are stable in this realm."
"Mu Cheng, seventeen years old, Xuanwu Realm, first level, promotion time, two months."
"Zhang Lan, sixteen years old, Spirit Martial Realm, Nine Heavens, one and a half years."
"Li Nian, sixteen years old, Spirit Martial Realm, Nine Heavens, one and a half years."
"Murong Chong, sixteen years old, Spirit Martial Realm, Ninth Heaven, promotion time, one year and three months."
"Lingxue, sixteen years old, Lingwu Realm, Ninth Heaven, promotion time, eight months."
"Tieshanhe, sixteen, Lingwu Realm, Ninth Heaven, promotion time, nine months."
This is originally a personal secret, but on the surface, the competition of the Eight Sects Tea Party is a "discussion of martial arts" and is friendly in nature. Therefore, before the start of each tea party, the disciples of each sect will truthfully announce their own strength.
Zhang Lan, Li Nian, and Murong Chong, these three Jin Ling disciples have been stable in the Ninth Heaven of the Spirit Martial Realm for more than a year. Opportunities can easily break through, and they are all sixteen years old.
Yang Yi and the others stood outside the auditorium and nodded slowly. This year's Qing Yunzong disciples are indeed very strong, and there are no eighteen-year-old disciples.
The participating disciples of the eight sects tea party are under the age of eighteen, but over the years, no one has brought disciples who are eighteen years old, and the maximum is seventeen years old. This is to show the potential of each sect, and it is also a tacit understanding between the eight sects.
Han Qianye and the others signed up one by one. They were all newcomers to the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and the recorded elders also nodded. The Qing Yunzong team is very strong this time, and there should be a great chance to compete for the top ten. It would be even more exciting if Qing Yunzong brought their genius disciple Yue Qing. It's just that they didn't bring it on purpose, maybe they have their own considerations.
But when it was Qin Ming's turn, the atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly fell silent.
"Qin Ming is fifteen years old, and he will be sixteen in thirty-three days. Spirit Martial Realm, eighth heaven, promotion time, twenty days." Qin Ming finished reporting the information calmly, looked at the old man who raised his head in a daze: " something wrong?"
"Eight Heavens? Twenty days?" The old man in charge thought he heard it wrong.
"Hmm." Qin Ming calmly accepted everyone's weird gazes.
"Haha!!" The disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect outside the auditorium laughed directly.
"Eight Chongtian? The entire Qingyun Sect can't find a disciple of Jiu Chongtian? It's okay to pull an eighteen-year-old Jiu Chongtian, or forcefully promote him."
"What's your situation? It's fine if Yue Qing doesn't come, but get a disciple from the Eight Heavens to come over. Your Qingyun Sect has really set a precedent for the Eight Schools tea party, and it has completely lowered the level of the entire tea party by one level."
"Is this kid really fifteen years old? Looks like he's eighteen years old."
"What is his identity? Could it be the illegitimate son of your suzerain, who brought him here to learn?"
The disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect were not only laughing at the Qingyun Sect, but also expressing their dissatisfaction. The Eight Sects Tea Party was hailed as the largest martial arts gathering of the new generation in the Northern Territory. An eight-year-old disciple, this is a matter of pride, and it is also a place of pride for all the contestants, but Qing Yunzong suddenly brought such a little guy here, which affected the overall face of the Eight Schools Tea Party.
Mu Cheng and the others looked down, dissatisfied with the clamor of the Earth Spirit Sect, but this time no one spoke, including He Xiangtian.
They understand Qin Ming's character, and they don't need to come forward at this time.
Qin Ming smiled slightly, shaking the fist in his hand: "Make a bet, you can choose anyone at random to carry my fist. I won, you apologize for what you said just now, I lost, and I immediately left Wuling City with my burden on my back .”
It's that simple and rude, don't you agree? Let's fight.
Yang Yi and the others laughed, really laughed: "Competing with our Earth Spirit Sect?"
"Win what you are most proud of, and you will be convinced." Qin Ming shook his arms and walked towards them: "Who is coming!!"
"Boy, are you serious?"
"Looks like I'm joking?"
"Hehe, well, since you strongly demand it, I will accept it reluctantly." A well-built young man walked out of the team, his strong muscles crawling all over his body like ropes, his eyes were bright, his momentum was strong, and he was very strong. oppression. "There is no precedent for the eight sects of the eight sects of the eight heavens. I will clean it up for you Qingyun sect?"
"Please do it!" Mu Cheng said indifferently.
"Earth Spirit Sect, Zhao Kuo!" The young man's whole body tensed up, he clenched his fists and turned inwards, his whole body vibrated violently, and the wooden doors of the auditorium trembled slightly.
"Offended? I may be a bit ruthless, you... don't mind?"
"Haha!! Go ahead!!"
Qin Ming moved his body and walked over without haste. Five steps away, his eyes froze, the joints of his body cracked, and the King Kong Jin was activated strongly. , punched Zhao Kuo in the face.
Yang Yi and other disciples smiled lightly, and didn't even mean to get out of the way.
Zhao Kuo raised his arms casually, crossed them across the crossbar, and greeted Qin Ming's heavy punch with a cold face, with fierce energy steaming in his arms. This kid should have practiced strength martial arts, right? But so what? If you use your power in front of the disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect, you are simply asking for humiliation.
King Kong! Infinite!
The heavy punch of Qin Ming's wheel suddenly increased in strength, and it hit Zhao Kuo's arms in an instant like a thunderbolt.
Fivefold increase! Eight thousand catties of explosive power!
Zhao Kuo's complexion suddenly changed, he was caught off guard, his arms hit his chest hard, his body lost control on the spot, and he staggered back.
"What?" Yang Yi and the others were all stunned.
"Can you hold it?" Qin Ming raised his voice, and strode closer, before Zhao Kuo could stabilize, his fists bombarded continuously, bang bang bang, raindrops fell on him, making him back again and again.
In a matter of seconds, more than 30 critical punches knocked Zhao Kuo back more than ten meters.
"Bastard!" Zhao Kuo forcibly stabilized himself, and was about to show his power, but Qin Ming followed closely, and suddenly pushed out a palm, which hit the neck and chin firmly.
Vajra Tota!
Zhao Kuo leaned back from the ground, while Qin Ming turned over on the spot, and his cross leg swept across his side, like an iron whip, and flew out directly.
Everyone was in an uproar, and even a few old people stood up.
"Didn't you take a move?" Yang Yi and the others looked ugly, why did they fight directly
"Have you ever said to take a move?" Tie Shanhe sneered.
At this moment, Qin Ming stomped on Zhao Kuo again and grabbed his ankle. The muscles in his whole body squirmed, and his strength exploded, and it was his turn to smash towards the rockery in front of him.
Rumbling, the rockery collapsed, and the rocks rolled.
Everyone gasped! Hard enough!
Zhao Kuo was really stunned, he just took a punch, who knew that Qin Ming rushed to fight fiercely from the beginning, and took advantage of his illness to kill him, the offensive of the wind and rain continued continuously, and there was no room for him to relax.
"Earth Spirit Sect, that's all!" Qin Ming strode wildly, turning Zhao Kuo like a leather whip, smashing everywhere, including the ground, rockery, stone tables, and even old trees. Zhao Kuo tried to hold back several times, but Qin Ming slammed him back.
The scene was so hot that even Mu Cheng and the others frowned frequently, no, it's going to be a big mess!
Qin Ming let go suddenly and threw Zhao Kuo flying.
The loud noise here alarmed the nearby guards, as well as the elite disciples in other sects. A large number of people were running in the city mansion and gathered here.