"Father-in-law, I have conceded!" Qin Xing bowed his hand, and a spear floated above his head out of thin air, and the sharp golden spear thorn seemed to be able to cut through the air at any time, piercing everything in front of him.

"Do you think you won?" Seeing that the stunt he relied on to become famous was broken by the other party, Fu Zhen did not show any panic, but looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

Qin Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his breath was completely locked on Fu Zhen's body, in case there was another situation that exceeded his expectations.

Could it be that my father-in-law has something to rely on? Shouldn't it? If I fought head-on, he would not be my opponent at all, otherwise I wouldn't have used the same method as before, hiding and making secret moves.

No matter, let's try it first!

The pure spiritual power airflow exploded violently, and the swift cyclone rushed out in a carpet-like dense explosion, and the spear that shone with brilliant golden light shot out fiercely as the airflow advanced.

Fu Zhen stood in place expressionlessly, only to see the long sword in his right hand lift and fall, and the countless cyclones scattered one after another under the precise slashing of the sword blade, unable to hurt Fu Zhen in the slightest.

"K-"

Fu Zhen's wrist moved slightly, the hilt of the sword rolled sideways in the palm of his hand, and the blade of the sword, which was originally in the shape of a split, suddenly revealed a faint afterimage, and then, like magic, with the hilt as the axis, it instantly rotated thirty degrees, and slapped horizontally towards the side of the spear.

At the same time, there seemed to be a slight filament on the blade of the sword, which was instantly peeled away the moment it struck the spear, making the entire blade sharper. The detached filament rolled upward, holding the spear firmly in front of him.

"Hum—"

There was a violent tremor, as if at this moment, the sharp sword frantically slapped the spear at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, causing the spear as a whole to resonate with it, so as to use the fluctuations generated by the resonance to decompose the dense golden spirit element inside the spear, so as to achieve the purpose of analyzing the structure.

In the next moment when this humming sound came, the golden spear that was a long size turned into pieces in front of everyone's eyes, and the fragments disintegrated into spiritual elements and dispersed with the wind.

"Shhh

In the case of insufficient strength, borrowing subtle operations to disintegrate the weapon materialized by Jin Lingsu is not something that ordinary people can do!

The name of the first person in the Qingxi Empire seems to be not in vain!

Just being able to calmly perform a series of micro-exercises in battle, this state of mind and proficiency cannot be practiced in a year or two!

It can be said that with such combat skills, Fu Zhen can completely compete with opponents who should crush him in strength.

This battle is really more troublesome than I imagined......

"Whew-" With a long sigh of relief, Qin Xing waved his big hand, and a long knife burning with crimson flames was already in his grasp.

The corners of Fu Zhen's mouth rarely raised a faint arc, and he didn't see him make any movements, but his whole body was already springing up, and the sword was closed at his waist, so that he could break through the air at any time.

"Qiang—"

......

The broken long knives were scattered, the burning flames had long been extinguished, and the originally empty and flat martial arts arena had become potholes at this time, with countless cracks, potholes, and even weak fires burning in a few places.

Qin Xing sat on the ground very unfiguratively, gasping for breath quickly and heavily.

I don't know how long this battle lasted, Qin Xing's face was already full of salt stains left over from the evaporation of sweat, and the water in his body was so small that he couldn't sweat.

With a dry mouth, exhaustion, sore muscles, and lack of spiritual power, it can be said that Qin Xing's body at this time has been weakened to the extreme, even if he wants to raise his hand to fight, he has no strength to fight again.

After nearly twenty years of living in the world, Qin Xing had never felt so tired, and if it weren't for the fact that he was still fighting, he didn't even doubt that he would fall asleep in an instant.

On the other hand, Fu Zhen on the other side was hanging his head at this time, staring at Qin Xing's direction with his eyes, firmly grasping the sharp sword that was more than a meter long with both hands, and standing steadily about half a meter away from Qin Xing.

"Father-in-law...... I...... I can't do it......" Qin Xing muttered extremely weakly in a weak tone, "I didn't ...... I have the strength, but I can't move......"

He fainted. Bai Ya suddenly hurried over and grabbed Fu Zhen's body.

Immediately after, under Qin Xing's surprised gaze, Fu Zhen's body fell towards Bai Ya's arms like a stiff statue.

Only then did Qin Xing realize that Fu Zhen's eyes were already dim, and although he was looking at his own reassurance, his gaze was not focused.

"I met him in the Elven tribe, and in all these years, I have never seen him when he was defeated. Bai Ya gently stroked Fu Zhen's resolute face, as if muttering to herself, "He is always like this, even if the other party's strength is above his own, he still has to fight until the last moment, until he is exhausted and unconscious." He said that this is the dignity of a warrior. Only if he has fought with all his strength in the battle, can he be worthy of so many years of hard work, and even if he loses in the battle, he will not let people see him fail. ”

Hearing this, the suppressed blood in Qin Xing's heart suddenly ignited at this moment, and a gratuitous respect arose.

This is the dignity of a warrior! This is the romance of a man!

Even if you lose, you must use your last strength to stand on the field! Even if you lose, you must lose with dignity and backbone!

Even though he fainted, Fu Zhen's stiff body still held the long sword in his hand tightly, no matter how hard Bai Ya tried, he couldn't pull the long sword out of his hand.

At this moment, Qin Xing couldn't help but be in awe.

"Are you okay!" The faint purple light came into Qin Xing's mind with a crisp and pleasant voice, Fu Yuting landed lightly beside Qin Xing, raised her hand and pressed it on Qin Xing's back, and the gurgling and pure spiritual power was injected into Qin Xing's meridians.

After receiving the relief of spiritual power, Qin Xing's sour body suddenly regained some strength, and he sat cross-legged on his knees, regulating the disordered aura in his body by himself.

Seeing that Qin Xing had improved, Fu Yuting hurriedly walked to Fu Zhen's side, and the golden-green halo slowly flowed in the palm of her hand.

"No need. Bai Ya suddenly raised her hand to stop Fu Yuting.

Fu Yuting cast a puzzled look at her mother, but saw Bai Ya looking down at Fu Zhen in her arms, and couldn't help but show a gentle smile in her eyebrows.

"Let him rest for a while!" Bai Ya's voice was extremely soft, as if she was muttering to herself.

"Let's go, you're hindering your parents' affection here!" Fu Yuna found a piece of bubble gum out of nowhere and blew bubbles leisurely.

"Hey, you little kid, what kind of affection do you know!" Fu Yuting snorted lightly.

Then as if he remembered something, he added: "Give me a piece of bubble gum, I want to eat it too!"