The people around didn't know Qingxi's mood.

They all focused on the young man who took the stage.

Wang Le, a disciple of the Wang family, was born in the Wang family, a well-known cultivation family in the Eastern Regions, and Wang Yi, a genius with spiritual roots, came from this family.

Wang Yi, who has a spiritual root, is the most dazzling genius of the Wang family's generation, if he does not enter the Lingyuan faction with the goal of competing for the position of the leader of the Lingyuan faction, with his qualifications, he is definitely the candidate for the next generation of the Wang family.

It's just that even the people of the Wang family don't know that the first day in their clan is now being hit in the Lingyuan Sect and is a little suspicious.

"It turned out to be Wang Le of the Wang family, it is said that he has a mortal spiritual root, although he did not join the four major sects, but this person is a descendant of the Wang family, and there is a grandfather who has cultivated to reach the innate realm, so he has the cultivation of twenty-six levels of qi refining at a young age. ”

"You say, who will go up to challenge Wang Le?"

"The ring battles in the Heroes Meeting are generally challenges of the same level or leapfrogging, and it is estimated that some people with the same cultivation should take the stage. ”

The disciples of the major forces chatted while eating, completely looking like the people who ate melons.

Every year, at least hundreds of young heroes are present at the Heroes Meeting, but less than one-fifth actually take the stage to compete.

This is because most people come with the mentality of eating melons and watching dramas.

They profoundly understand that it is impossible to stand out on their own, and it is not wonderful to enjoy the food obediently, be a quiet melon-eating crowd, and coax from time to time.

"It turned out to be Wang Le, I'm here to challenge you!"

In the camp of the Red Yan Sect, a young man who was also refining qi twenty-six jumped onto the stage, and the aura emanating from his body was no worse than Wang Le.

"It is Wang Hammer of Chiyan Sect, it is said that he is also a descendant of the Wang family, and Wang Le is a cousin. ”

"Tsk, it's interesting to see the family fighting!"

"Don't talk, eat vegetables!"

The people under the ring didn't think it was a big deal, and kept shouting.

Wang Le stared at his clan brother Wang Hammer, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I heard that after you joined the Chiyan Sect, you entered the name of a certain Inner Gate Elder of the Innate Realm, I want to see how much your strength has increased." ”

Wang Hammer took out the Zhongpin Spirit Sword that was behind him and said, "I lost to you at the clan meeting last year, and now I want to knock you over in front of the major geniuses of the Eastern Regions!"

"Losers will always be losers!" Wang Le's eyes were slightly cold, his hands were raised, his left hand became a giant rock palm, and his right hand had vitality turned into a curved hook, which was a golden hook of martial arts practiced to Dacheng.

"Fight!"

Wang Hammer violently raised the medium-grade spirit sword, and the vitality in his body was as majestic as the river and the sea, pouring into the sword, wanting to perform a swordsmanship-type Dacheng martial art.

But then, a scene that stunned everyone appeared.

"Bang".

The medium-grade spirit sword, which was supposed to be indestructible, exploded in public, turning into countless pieces of broken iron and splashing.

Wang Hammer was sprayed with scum on his face, and his expression froze in place.

"What's the situation?"

"The opening self-detonating spirit weapon?"

"Too ...... It's a luxury!"

The melon-eating crowd under the ring was stunned.

Qingxi, who was eating golden grilled fish, squirted out the food in his mouth with a "poof", and after all, he couldn't hold back his laughter.

Others don't know why, but he knows the truth.

The spiritual weapons exposed by the disciples of the Red Flame Sect and the Bliss Sect had long been swallowed up by him by the internal origin, and now all that was left was a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

As long as you pour vitality inward, it will definitely be shattered.

Feeling the gaze of everyone around him, Qingxi did not panic at all.

He applauded violently and said loudly: "I know, Wang Hammer wants to fight Wang Le empty-handed, he is really a hero, don't be stunned, applaud!"

The people around him were breathless, and they all felt very reasonable, and they applauded one after another, and the sound was higher and higher.

Wang Hammer, who was already stunned, was directly dumbfounded.

He suddenly felt that his mind was a little too much to turn.

I smashed my own spiritual weapon, just to fight with Wang Le empty-handed?

How did I not know?

In fact, I can't even figure out why the artifact shattered!

Wang Hammer was roaring and doubting in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head and looked at the audience, but he didn't know who said that.

Wang Le, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes and said loudly: "You are still stunned, you are really arrogant!"

As he spoke, he used his technique, like a light and shadow arrived in front of Wang Hammer's body, and the rocky palm the size of a pu kui fan slapped down heavily.

"You dare to sneak attack!"

Wang Hammer was still struggling with why the spirit weapon was broken, but Wang Le turned out to be so despicable, his hands were instinctively raised, and he used his palm to resist.

But he was good at using a sword, and after losing the spirit sword, his strength was greatly weakened, and he couldn't stop Wang Le's Dacheng Giant Rock Palm at all.

After a muffled sound, Wang Hammer fell under the ring with a swollen nose and a swollen face, and everyone gasped when they looked at the skeptical expression on his face.

But not too many people felt distressed and pity for this, and even took out the delicious grilled fish and ate it hard, thinking that it was much more interesting than in previous years.

"Oops, he is worthy of being a genius of the Wang family, and he beat the disciples of the Chiyan Sect into pig's heads with one move, which is amazing!"

A voice sounded in the crowd, attracting the anger of the disciples of the Red Flame Sect.

But they searched everywhere, but they did not know where the man who spoke was.

In the camp of the family's disciples, Qingxi covered his mouth and smiled secretly.

This is a sound martial art, called "Sound from the Four Directions", after the cast, one's own voice sounded almost simultaneously within a certain range, making it impossible to distinguish the specific location of the speaker.

The disciples of the Chiyan Sect couldn't find anyone to speak, so they could only carry back Wang Hammer, who had a loveless face.

Li Xingyao glanced at Wang Hammer, and said hatefully: "I don't even know that the spirit weapon has reached the upper limit of use, and after I go back, remember to spend sect points to exchange for a better spirit weapon." ”

Wang Hammer's mouth moved, and he wanted to explain, but he couldn't find a reason to find out in grief, so he could only swallow his anger and bow his head silently.

In the ring, Wang Le, who had successfully completed the defense, arched his hand in the direction of the Chiyan Sect and said, "Brother clan, the reason why you lost was only because you were not serious enough, so you conceded!"

"You!"

The corners of Wang Hammer's mouth twitched, and he only felt more bitter in his heart.

If you win and sell well, this is simply murderous!

In the camp of the Red Yan Sect, a young man who was also refining qi twenty-six times suddenly lifted the long cloth in front of him, hunted and jumped.

"Yuan Shi, a disciple of the inner sect of the Chiyan Sect, refining qi twenty-six times, holding a medium-grade spirit weapon Gale Spear, is here to challenge!"

The young man took a dark red spear about two meters long from his back and prepared for battle.

Wang Le nodded, still casting the giant rock palm with his left hand, and raising his hand with a martial arts golden hook with his right hand, his eyes were serious.

Although he did not join any sect, he received the guidance of the Innate Realm, which was no worse than ordinary sect disciples, and he also had a lot of combat experience.

"Fight me empty-handed?"

Yuan Shi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Wang Le nodded and said, "I'm not good at using spiritual weapons, because there is nothing I like." ”

"Then don't blame me for bullying you with a spiritual weapon. ”

Yuan Shi roared, pinched the trick in his left hand, and held the Gale Spear in his right hand, and the majestic vitality poured into it, intending to urge the martial art called "Sharp Crack" to tear through Wang Le's defense with its amazing penetrating power.

Then, the familiar sound of explosion sounded.

Gale spears turned into iron filings that fell like a black snow.

The audience fell silent again.