A green shadow jumped out from among the thousands of disciples standing below, and fell lightly in front of Liu Qingqing on the stone platform.

That Qingying is Bai Zhiyuan, the first person on the list of disciples' combat power in the outer court.

Bai Zhiyuan is five years old Chinese New Year's Eve today, not tall, but he looks quite strong, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and when he looks at Liu Qingqing, he has a bit of domineering.

"Senior Sister Liu is invited, Bai Zhiyuan, disciple of the outer court, accept your challenge!"

Bai Zhiyuan hugged his fist towards Liu Qingqing expressionlessly, and then ran Zhenyuan, pulled out the stance, and put on a defensive posture.

As a senior brother, Bai Zhiyuan was naturally embarrassed to take the initiative to attack Liu Qingqing, so the strategy he adopted was to defend first, and then find an opportunity to counterattack and defeat Liu Qingqing in one fell swoop.

Although Bai Zhiyuan is also a man, all his thoughts are on martial arts, so that he has no interest in women, let alone pity and cherish jade, no matter how beautiful a woman is, in his eyes, it is just a pile of skeletons and white bones.

Therefore, although Liu Qingqing's appearance overwhelmed the vast majority of the male disciples of the Martial Academy and possessed extremely high popularity, Bai Zhiyuan was one of the very few male disciples who did not look at her with his eyes.

And Bai Zhiyuan is a very conceited person, he thinks that although he is not an innate spiritual root, his qualifications are not much worse than the innate spiritual root, and the reason why his strength is not strong enough is not that he is not diligent enough in cultivation, but that he lacks opportunities.

After Liu Qingqing entered the Bitao Martial Academy, she has always been very low-key and does not fight with anyone, so although her appearance is beautiful, her qualifications are good, and her popularity is high, but in terms of strength, she is not at the top of the list of disciples in the outer court.

In Bai Zhiyuan's mind, although Liu Qingqing is an innate spiritual root and has great potential in martial arts, the time she has entered the martial arts academy is too short, and her current cultivation is not high, even if she wants to challenge on stage, it is unlikely that she will challenge herself without her strength.

However, what Bai Zhiyuan didn't expect was that Liu Qingqing not only directly challenged himself by name, but also the next challenge target was Senior Brother Chang Dengfeng, who ranked tenth in the inner court's disciple combat power list.

Bai Zhiyuan didn't have a good impression of Liu Qingqing, but after hearing that she was going to challenge herself, he felt that this junior sister was too arrogant and didn't know how thick the sky was, so he decided to teach her a good lesson after taking the stage.

From Bai Zhiyuan's body, Liu Qingqing felt a strong hostility, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, unable to figure out why this Senior Brother Bai was so hostile to him, and he usually had nothing to do with him.

Could it be that his own challenge made him feel unhappy? But isn't it normal for the disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy to challenge each other?

"Hello Senior Brother Bai!"

Although Bai Zhiyuan's attitude made Liu Qingqing puzzled, she still returned the salute with a fist.

"You're good to go!"

One of the four elders who presided over the challenge, Elder Tie Xingtie, saw that Liu Qingqing and Bai Zhiyuan were ready, so he said in a deep voice.

Liu Qingqing looked at Bai Zhiyuan with a faint gaze, and did not take the initiative to attack as Bai Zhiyuan expected, but his arms drooped, his whole body was naturally relaxed, and he stood there with a beautiful life, not even in an offensive or defensive posture.

Her light-hearted attitude made Bai Zhiyuan feel humiliated, and he was immediately angry.

You must know that only a martial artist who believes that his strength is much higher than that of his opponent will be like Liu Qingqing.

"Senior Sister Liu, let's do it! As a senior brother, I'll let you make three moves!"

Bai Zhiyuan held back the anger in his chest and said coldly.

Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled indifferently, shook her head and said, "Senior Brother Bai, you still don't want me." Because within three moves, we can solve the battle!"

Bai Zhiyuan didn't understand the meaning of Liu Qingqing's words for a while, and said: "Although your strength is not as good as mine, I want to win you within three moves, but it is not easy to ......."

Liu Qingqing said: "Senior Brother Bai, I mean...... In three moves, I can defeat you!"

Bai Zhiyuan was stunned, then looked up to the sky and laughed angrily: "Senior Sister Liu, only the strong have the qualifications to be arrogant!

"Senior Brother Bai, since you don't do it, then I'll be offended!"

Liu Qingqing didn't seem to be too lazy to fight with Bai Zhiyuan anymore, the true yuan circulated between the meridians, the martial artist's breath was released instantly, the essence in a pair of beautiful eyes flashed, the delicate body twisted, the right palm forward, and took the initiative to attack Bai Zhiyuan.

Liu Qingqing had Fang Bai's guidance, and he had already made rapid progress, plus on the stone pillar in that stone forest, he had comprehended a set of absurd-level martial arts, and his strength had been improved again, and he had already touched the edge of the middle level of the heavenly level, and he was only one foot away from breaking through the level and advancing to the ranks.

Although Bai Zhiyuan and Liu Qingqing have the same realm cultivation, when it comes to real combat power, they have long been left behind by Liu Qingqing.

The two faced off, even if Liu Qingqing did not use her leapfrog challenge ability, she could easily defeat Bai Zhiyuan.

Liu Qingqing slapped out a palm of her hand, and the misty water vitality swirled around her jade palm, containing a surging and palpitating power.

"How did this woman suddenly become so powerful?"

As soon as Liu Qingqing made a move, Bai Yuanzhi felt a surge of true yuan power that he could not compete with, and he was suddenly startled, but if he retreated and dodged, he would lose face, so he had to frantically urge the true yuan in his body, condense the power of the true yuan on his right fist, and then slammed out to catch Liu Qingqing's palm.

"Not long after Liu Qingqing entered the Martial Academy, his progress has been so rapid, it is worthy of the innate spiritual root! Bai Zhiyuan is afraid that he is going to lose...... It's going to be a bad loss!"

After all, Ren Jingbo is a desolate level consummation powerhouse, and his eyesight is extraordinary, although Liu Qingqing and Bai Zhiyuan did not catch each other's palms, he could see the strength and weakness of the two sides at a glance, and knew that Liu Qingqing's palm had already laid the victory.

Liu Qingqing and Bai Zhiyuan's fists touched, and the power of the true yuan condensed at the ends of the fists and palms of the two sides burst out at the same time, as if two waves collided together.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, and the power that spread out when the true yuan power of the two people collided shook the entire stone platform.

Fortunately, this stone platform is not made of ordinary stone, it is extremely strong, and even if a desolate level martial artist faces it above, it will not be damaged.

If Bai Zhiyuan's true yuan power is like a small wave, then Liu Qingqing's true yuan power is like a huge wave, and the moment the two waves collide, Bai Zhiyuan's small wave is defeated and disappears.

"Uh......"

Bai Zhiyuan snorted, his body seemed to have been hit hard by a giant pestle, flew out upside down, fell under the stone platform, and passed out.

Liu Qingqing is kind-hearted, this palm did not do his best, it can be regarded as mercy on his subordinates, so Bai Zhiyuan was not injured, but his meridians were temporarily blocked under the reaction of his own true yuan, so that the flow of true yuan was not smooth, and he closed his breath, and he could recover himself as long as he lay down for three or five hours.

(End of chapter)