Chapter 64 Shurazi Fighting

Volume 1 Chapter 64 Fighting

"The Earth Spirit Sect!" Mu Cheng, who was walking in front, stopped, frowning at the approaching team. The Earth Spirit Sect was the second most powerful sect after the Heavenly Dao Sect. The disciples who participated in each competition were generally strong, and they were strong competitors for this tea party of the Qingyun Sect. Moreover, such a type with extremely strong explosive power is generally not restricted by the realm in the Spiritual Martial Realm. Just like Qin Ming, he was able to beat Mu Zixiu, the seventh-level heaven, when he was in the fifth-level heaven, relying on that brute force.

No sect is willing to meet them in the tea party arena.

"Are you from the Qingyun Sect?" The team of the Earth Spirit Sect stood in front, generally about two meters in length, exuding a sense of strength from the inside out, and the momentum was overwhelming.

"Qingyunzong, 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 but not bloated. It feels like a rock statue. sense of power.

They know Yueqing? Mu Cheng frowned slightly: "Yueqing has gone out to practice and will not attend the tea party."

"Don't dare to come? Hmph, Qingyunzong rarely produces talents, and he doesn't even have the courage to come."

"I can be your opponent!" Mu Cheng took two steps forward with a flaming momentum. The golden sword appeared brightly and seemed to sense the master's fighting intent.

"You? Never heard of it." Yang Yi was indifferent.

"Jinling disciple, Jinjian Mucheng, Xuanwujing, I will challenge you at the tea party." Mucheng declared war on the spot, he represented Qingyunzong, and he would never lose his momentum, even the terrifying Tulingzong didn't care. At this point, Qin Ming, Tie Shanhe and others were all on his side, and took two steps forward in unison.

"Oh? Xuanwu Realm?" Yang Yi glanced at him a few more times, and the nine disciples of Earth Spirit Sect behind him were a little surprised. There were actually two disciples of Xuanwu Realm in the new generation of Qingyun Sect.

The elder who led the team interrupted with a smile: "Go to register first, 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, Qingyunzong is aggressive this time. Let's go and see what lineup Qingyunzong sent this time."

Mu Cheng led the team into the synagogue. The synagogue was elegant and quaint. There was a table in the center, and an old man sat there to record.

The old man looked at them and took a note: "Is it the team of Qingyunzong? Report your own realm, and a stable time in this realm."

"Mu Cheng, seventeen years old, Xuanwu Realm, First Layer, promotion time, two months."

"Zhang Lan, sixteen years old, Lingwu Realm, Jiuzhongtian, one and a half years."

"Li Nian, sixteen years old, Lingwu Realm, Jiuzhongtian, one and a half years."

"Murong Chong, sixteen years old, Lingwu Realm, Jiuzhongtian, promotion time, one year and three months."

"Ling Xue, sixteen years old, Lingwu Realm, Jiuzhongtian, promotion time, eight months."

"Tieshanhe, sixteen, Spirit Martial Realm, Jiuzhongtian, promotion time, nine months."

This was originally a personal secret, but on the surface, the competition of the Eight Sects Tea Party was a 'competition of martial arts' and a friendly nature. Therefore, before the start of each tea party, the disciples of each sect would truthfully announce their strengths.

Zhang Lan, Li Nian, and Murong Chong, these three Jin Ling disciples have been stable in the Nine Heavens of the Spiritual Martial Realm for more than a year. They belong to the state where half a foot has entered the Xuanwu realm. With their talents, as long as there is a suitable Opportunities can easily break through, and they are all sixteen years old.

Yang Yi and others stood outside the hall and nodded slowly. This year's Qingyun Sect disciples were indeed very strong, and they didn't send eighteen-year-old disciples.

The eight sects stipulate that the participating disciples are under the age of 18, but over the years no one has brought 18-year-old disciples, and the highest is 17 years old. This is to demonstrate the potential of each sect, and it is also the tacit understanding between the eight sects.

Han Qianye and the others signed up in turn. They were all newly promoted to the Nine Heavens of the Spiritual Martial Realm. The elders who recorded it also nodded. The Qingyunzong team was very strong this time, so there should be a good chance of competing for the top ten. If Qingyunzong brought their talented disciple Yueqing, it would be even more exciting. It's just that people don't bring it on purpose, maybe they have their own considerations.

But when it was Qin Ming's turn, the atmosphere in the synagogue suddenly fell silent.

"Qin Ming, fifteen years old, sixteen years old in thirty-three days. Lingwu realm, eighth heaven, promotion time, twenty days." Qin Ming calmly reported the information and looked at the old man who raised his head: " something wrong?"

"Eighth Heaven? Twenty days?" The old man in charge of recording thought he had heard it wrong.

"Well." Qin Ming calmly accepted everyone's strange eyes.

"Haha!" The disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect outside the synagogue laughed directly.

"Eighth Heaven? The entire Qingyun Sect can't find a disciple of Jiuzhongtian? It's really impossible to pull an eighteen-year-old Jiuzhongtian, and if you can't, you can forcibly promote one."

"What's the matter with you? It's okay if Yueqing doesn't come. Get a disciple from the Eighth Heaven to come over. Your Qingyun Sect really opened the first of the eight tea parties, and lowered the level of the entire tea party by one level."

"Is this kid really fifteen years old? He looks like he is eighteen years old."

"What is his identity? Could it be the illegitimate son of your suzerain, who brought him here to gain insight?"

The disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect are not only mocking the Qingyun Sect, but also expressing their dissatisfaction. The Eight Sect Tea Party is known as the largest gathering of martial arts in the new generation of the Northern Territory. There has never been a disciple below Jiuzhongtian, and there has never been a tenth. Eight-year-old disciple, this is a pride, and it is also a place of pride for all the contestants, but Qingyunzong suddenly brought such a little guy, which affected the overall face of the eight tea parties.

Mu Cheng and others' faces were slightly dark, and they were very 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 and shook the fist in his hand: "Make a bet, you can choose any one of you to carry my fist. I won, you apologize for what you just said, I lost, I immediately left Wuling City with a burden on my back. ."

It's so simple and rude, don't you agree? Have a fight.

Yang Yi and the others laughed, really laughed: "Comparing fists with our Earth Spirit Sect?"

"Winning what you are most proud of will convince you." Qin Ming shook his arms and walked towards them: "Who is coming!"

"Boy, are you serious?"

"I look like I'm joking?"

"Hehe, well, since you strongly demanded it, I will accept it with reluctance." A sturdy young man walked out of the team, with strong muscles crawling all over his body like a rope. of pressure. "The Eighth Sect Tea Party has never had a precedent for the Eighth Heaven. I will clean it up for your Qingyun Sect?"

"Please!" Mu Cheng was indifferent.

"Tu Lingzong, Zhao Kuo!" The boy's whole body was tense, he clenched his fists and rotated inward, his whole body vibrated violently, and the wooden door of the hall trembled slightly.

"Offended? I might be a little ruthless, you... won't you mind?"

"Haha! Come on!"

Qin Ming moved his body and walked over without haste or slow. Five steps away, his eyes narrowed, the joints all over his body crackled, and the King Kong Jin was strongly activated. , slammed his fist towards Zhao Kuo's face.

Yang Yi and the other disciples smiled faintly, not even wanting to get out of the way.

Zhao Kuo raised his arms at will, crossed the horizontal frame, and greeted Qin Ming's heavy punch with a cold face, and his arms steamed with strong energy. This kid should have practiced strength martial arts, right? But what can be done? You are simply humiliating yourself by using power in front of the disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect.

King Kong! Infinite!

Qin Ming's heavy punch suddenly increased in strength, as fast as lightning, and hit Zhao Kuo's arms in an instant.

Five times more! Eight thousand pounds of explosive power!

Zhao Kuo's face changed suddenly, he was caught off guard, his arms slammed into his chest, his body lost control on the spot, and he stumbled back.

"What?" Yang Yi and the others were all stunned.

"Can you handle it?" Qin Ming said in a voice, and took a big step to approach, before Zhao Kuo could stabilize, his fists continued to bombard him, bang bang bang, fell on him like raindrops, hitting him back and forth 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, and was about to show his power, but Qin Ming followed closely, and suddenly pushed out a palm, which slammed firmly on the neck and chin.

Vajra Tota!

Zhao Kuo leaned back from the ground, and Qin Ming turned around in place, swept his cross leg on his side waist, like an iron whip, and flew out directly.

There was an uproar, and even a few old people stood up.

"Isn't it another move?" Yang Yi and others looked ugly, why did they fight directly?

"Have you ever said another move?" Tieshanhe sneered.

At this moment, Qin Ming stomped Zhao Kuo again and grabbed his ankle. The muscles of the whole body squirmed, and the strength exploded, and it was his turn to smash the rockery in front of him.

Rumbling, rockery collapsed, rocks tumbling.

Everyone gasped! Ruthless!

Zhao Kuozhen was stunned, he just took a punch, who knew that Qin Ming was fighting fiercely from the beginning, and then taking advantage of his illness, the continuous offensive of the wind and rain did not give him any room for relaxation.

"Tu Lingzong, but that's it!" Qin Ming sprinted wildly, turning Zhao Kuo around like a whip, bang bang, smashing the ground, rockery, stone tables, and even old trees. Zhao Kuo tried to hold back several times, but was violently pushed back by Qin Ming.

The scene was so hot that even Mu Cheng and others frowned frequently.

Qin Ming suddenly let go and threw Zhao Kuo away.

The loud noise here alerted the guards nearby, and also alerted the elite disciples in other sects. A large number of people rushed in the city and gathered here.