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On the stage.

Zhang Ruochen's figure struggled to stand up, his eyes staring at Qin Lang, his eyes were full of shame and resentment!

What are you kidding! He was beaten by Qin Lang, who was worthy of being a psychic eighth-order cultivator to the realm martial artist, and he vomited blood and flew upside down!

And you must know that since Zhang Ruochen's last god list, he has not been beaten by any young generation of martial artists!

It is conceivable how angry Zhang Ruochen's heart is!

"Zhang Ruochen! Is all your strength just like this? Just thinking about relying on speed to defeat me? In that case, I will be very disappointed! Because, in this way, you will never have the slightest possibility to defeat me!"

Qin Lang stood in place lightly, and immediately looked at Zhang Ruochen casually, and said loudly.

"You, what are you talking about?!You, a martial artist of the eighth-order cultivation realm, dare to look down on me?!"

Zhang Ruochen stared at Qin Lang, he clearly felt a little contempt from Qin Lang's words, and suddenly, he just felt that the anger in his heart was like a volcanic eruption, constantly surging out!

"I'm just telling the truth! There's nothing to look down on, there's nothing to look up to! If you don't have any tricks, then quickly admit defeat! Lest you be beaten out of the competition platform by me later, it will be even more humiliating!"

Qin Lang said lightly.

He didn't care much about Zhang Ruochen's anger! After all, in the competition, anger is useless, only absolutely strong strength can allow him to control everything!

"Okay! Very good! In that case, look at my move!

Zhang Ruochen forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and did not hesitate any longer, at that moment, with the words coming out of his mouth, immediately, what he wanted was to clench his palms into fists, and then, with a terrifying fist spirit, he attacked Qin Lang like destroying the sky!

Whoa!

At this moment, with Zhang Ruochen's fist wind blasting out, the air began to vibrate violently!

Before the fist wind arrived, Qin Lang's clothes were hunting, and he felt a chilling sensation on his face!

Obviously, Zhang Ruochen's punch attack is really extremely powerful and terrifying!

Seeing this, Qin Lang did not slack off for a moment, and at that moment, he fused the mystery of the eightfold sword into the Star Sword, and then, with a step on his body, he jumped up in the air, and two sword lights were drawn in the void in a row, and, crossed!

Woohoo!

The powerful sword qi swept away in an instant!

On the entire competition platform, a storm of sword qi was formed, and the fist wind and energy that Zhang Ruochen played violently collided with!

And the next second!

Bang bang bang......

The sound of bursts of energy explosion is constantly ringing!

And immediately after, Qin Lang and Zhang Ruochen also seemed to be unable to withstand such a powerful energy bombardment, and suddenly, Qin Lang and Zhang Ruochen were both shocked and flew away!

"Not good!"

Seeing that his body was about to fall to the ground, Qin Lang immediately concentrated all his spiritual power and gathered it on the palm of his hand, and then, he emitted a chilling palm wind qi and slammed it on the ground.

Bang!

With the sound of a muffled sound, Qin Lang suddenly relied on the reaction force and flew back to the top of the competition platform!

"Whew!

Qin Lang stood firmly on the competition platform, and immediately couldn't help but exhale a deep breath of turbidity, and muttered to himself.

At this time, on the other hand, Zhang Ruochen's situation was similar to Qin Lang's, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he immediately used a fist to bombard the ground, and then used the reaction force to shake his body to the competition platform.

"Hoo, hoo......"

After these rounds of all-out fighting with Qin Lang, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but gasp deeply!

And this time.

In the audience, one by one, the audience warriors, they looked at the scene in front of them, Zhang Ruochen until now, he had not taken advantage of Qin Lang's body!

Suddenly, these warriors couldn't help but open their mouths wide, their eyes were round, and their expressions were extremely shocked and unbelievable!

Originally, they thought that Zhang Ruochen relied on the cultivation realm of the peak of the ninth order of the psychic spirit, and in the case of a confrontation with Qin Lang head-on, he must be able to greatly hurt Qin Lang, after all, Qin Lang's cultivation realm was only the eighth order of the psychic order!

Today, however, the situation is fundamentally different!

Even in the situation of confrontation, Qin Lang will not be inferior to Zhang Ruochen!

As a psychic eighth-order cultivator realm martial artist, Qin Lang's attack power was simply as terrifying as a monster!

"Damn! I don't think a normal psychic ninth-order peak level martial artist will be as powerful as Qin Lang!"

An audience martial artist, at this time, his eyes were firmly fixed on Qin Lang, and he immediately couldn't help but say something.

"Grass! This is not nonsense! A normal psychic ninth-order peak martial artist, if he is as powerful as Qin Lang, then he will have it! I think it is certain that Qin Lang's combat power, even if he fights against ten psychic ninth-order peak cultivation realm martial artists at the same time, it is possible to win!"

Another audience warrior couldn't help but speak out at this time.

Bursts of discussion sounded, at this time, the views of most of the audience martial artists changed again, in their opinion, now Qin Lang's ability is slightly better than Zhang Ruochen! If Zhang Ruochen can't release more powerful tricks in the next battle, then the winner of this battle will be Qin Lang!

"Bastard! What a bastard! I feel unprecedented threat and pressure on this kid!"

On the competition platform, Zhang Ruochen took a breath, came back to his senses, and immediately stared at Qin Lang with resentment, and said loudly.

His fists were clenched, and his slightly sharp nails were pierced into his palms, spilling blood, and Zhang Ruochen was unaware.

With a newcomer martial artist in the realm of psychic eighth-order cultivation, to fight into the current situation, for him, it was not expected at all!

According to what he originally thought, even if Qin Lang was a swordsman and possessed the mystery of the eightfold sword! However, under normal circumstances, he should be defeated by him within three moves!

However, what he didn't expect was that now he has fought Qin Lang for a few rounds, he has not defeated Qin Lang yet, he has been a few times, and he almost lost and fell off the competition platform!

This huge contrast and shame really made him unacceptable!

"Zhang Ruochen! Your state of mind has begun to crack! It seems that the bottom line of your strength should be almost there. ”

Qin Lang stood in place, his eyes fixed on Zhang Ruochen's situation, and he couldn't help but speak.

"You, what are you talking about?!How dare you say that my mood is broken? Do you mean, I'm already scared of you? Bastard boy! You're less complacent there! Don't look at your own situation, how much better can you be than me!"

Zhang Ruochen listened to Qin Lang's words, and immediately, he stared at Qin Lang resentfully and said loudly.

"My situation is definitely better than yours, you are now in a weakened position, your mood has been cracked, and I have only slightly suffered some skin trauma!"

Qin Lang looked at Zhang Ruochen casually and said lightly.

Indeed, although the confrontation with Zhang Ruochen just now caused Qin Lang to be attacked by a powerful residual strength, Qin Lang had an extreme golden light body!

With his defensive strength, those residual strength attacks simply made him unable to stand internal injuries!

On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen is not easy at all, obviously, his body is already slightly weak and tired!

"It's just that you've got some skin injuries?Hmph! Don't brag about it! You're just a mere psychic eighth-order cultivator realm martial artist?! I don't believe you have such a strong defensive force!"

Qin Lang's words had just fallen, and when Zhang Ruochen listened, he couldn't help but snort coldly and said to Qin Lang.

And after the words were finished, Zhang Ruochen just didn't want to say anything more, and immediately, he poured spiritual power into his arm, and at the same time, his body stepped on it, and rushed towards Qin Lang!

"It's really stupid! Obviously, my body can't support it! You dare to attack me in a head-on way! It seems that Zhang Ruochen! You are really poor in donkey skills!" Qin Lang looked at Zhang Ruochen's actions, and immediately raised the corners of his mouth and said.