"You're confident?"

Qin Turtle took a horse step, generally speaking, the qi and blood of a martial artist are limited, and if he blindly adjusts the qi and blood in the collective, he will be discouraged if he can't attack a stick of incense.

Defensive warriors are good at long-lasting combat, through the long-lasting flow of qi and blood in the body, to achieve victory in the final defeat of the enemy.

The powerful strength that Qin Xiaoyue had burst out when she attacked Qin Dao before was the former, and it was easy to be restrained by absolute defense.

"You can try!"

Before copying, Qin Xiaoyue first attacked from the side, but found that it had no effect, he smiled in a dry voice, and tried to attack five or six more punches, but found that there was no effect at all.

The strength of the fist was circling, and Qin Xiaoyue was really helpless.

But he was attracted by another thing, the qi and blood of defensive martial artists are evenly released, and they are constantly maintained, and they can achieve high defense at a time, however, the last thing Qin Xiaoyue wants to see is this category.

He had never used the ability to absorb attributes on a human being, and this would be the first time!

Poked a bubble!

Bang!

The second, the third!

At the beginning, the consumption was very small, not even released, but as Qin Xiaoyue's fists continued, more and more attributes were taken away, and there was a deficit between the two sides.

One qi and blood were constantly decaying, and the other was constantly replenishing, Qin Xiaoyue relied on the bubbles to find a gap in Qin Turtle's throat while the qi and blood were rising, and there was no replenishment of qi and blood for a while.

Seeing this opportunity, he kicked on the opponent's stomach in one step, and the second kick hit him in the throat, and the third kicked down in the air!

Dengyun Kick!

It's another most basic martial art!

What the hell is going on, the elders of the six major academies have all looked sideways at the fact that one person has practiced basic martial arts well, this is a talent, but if you practice the most ordinary martial arts to the extreme, and even have your own personality, this is a completely different thing.

"Qiao'er!" Elder Keqing of the Qin family, the dean of the Eagle Academy, and the father of the Double Night Qiao, frowned, he knew that maybe his daughter had seen a more important point in the matter.

Qin Xiaoyue is clumsy but also very talented, but he doesn't want his daughter to marry a silly boy, and now it seems that maybe he was wrong.

"Impossible, this is impossible, how can that waste be Qin Turtle's opponent? ”

Qin Feng's fingers trembled, what the hell is going on today, he muttered with a pale face, let's wake up quickly, this dream is a nightmare!

At the moment when he collapsed, a sentence like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder struck him.

"The third group, Qin Xiaoyue wins!"

Qin Turtle, who only appeared in the ring for a moment, was defeated, his chubby flesh trembled, and he arched his hand: "You won!"

"Concession. ”

Qin Xiaoyue stood on the stage, waiting quietly, the other battles were over quickly, the most bizarre thing was still Shuangye Qiao, the moment the black leaf flew out, the enemy fell to the ground inexplicably.

At this moment, the people in the eight rings will be divided into four groups to compete again.

"In the first group, Qin Xiaoyue vs. Shuangye Qiao!"

"I throw in the towel!"

As soon as the deacon announced the order of battle, Shuangye Qiao blurted out his choice.

"Then, in that case, in the first group, Qin Xiaoyue won, and directly enter the semifinals!"

Qin Xiaoyue looked at Ye Qiao, who was obviously very relaxed on the other stage, in surprise.

Shuangye tilted his head and squeezed his eyes at him, which was very cute.

"How can this be?"

"Qin Xiaoyue's luck is too good!"

"Can't you see it, people are childhood sweethearts, and they are willing. ”

"I'm so angry, I'm so jealous, why am I every childhood sweetheart who easily enters the top eight of the coming-of-age ceremony?"

"You have it too, in a dream. ”

The young people in the stands were all arguing, Qin Xiaoyue's previous battles were very confused, but the methods he used made people inexplicably have a sense of familiarity.

What kind of means will a person who has practiced the three basic martial arts to the extreme come up with next?

In fact, what they didn't know was that Qin Xiaoyue really only knew these three axes, not that he wanted to practice to the extreme, but that he could only come into contact with these three martial arts.

"The second group, Qin Gu Dao wins!"

"The third group, Aoyama wins!"

"The fourth group, Qin Xiaosheng!"

One of the three of them was the heir of Elder Keqing, which was also interesting, but unfortunately the next announcement made Qin Xiaoyue's heart serious.

"Next will be the semi-finals, the first group, Qingshan vs. Qin Xiaoyue, the second group, Qin Gudao vs. Qin Xiao!"

Qin Xiaoyue looked at her opponent, a young man in a pale green robe, hunched over and stooped in an extremely strange posture.

He originally thought that this was luggage, but he didn't expect the latter to be like a praying mantis, with both hands pinched into sharp blades, and at any time burst out of its strong strength.

"Let me see, your martial arts!" said Aoyama Masase.

Qin Xiaoyue was embarrassed, it wasn't that he didn't want to use martial arts, the problem was that he didn't know how to use it at all, how could he use it?

"I don't have martial arts. He told the truth.

"Hmph, don't you think I'm not worthy of your martial arts?"

"Okay, then force you to use your martial arts!"

With a flick at the foot of Qingshan, he moved like a rabbit, and he was only a foot away from Qin Xiaoyue.

Yue, who had no other moves, had no choice but to stimulate the effect of the earthworm martial vein, escaping this move at sheer speed, and the moment he dodged the mantis fist, he was also thinking in his mind.

What is your own martial artist?

With the continuous development of the martial line, the martial artist will have his own unique martial arts, which can be learned and inherited, for example, the family is likely to be similar to the martial line.

For example, the grandfather is a black iron bull, and the son and grandson may also be a martial arts cow, and his martial arts skills can be passed on to the heirs.

Therefore, the warriors are mainly families, not sects.

A little earthworm, what exactly can this do?

Qin Xiaoyue muttered in her heart, could it be that the fleeting, tenfold enhancement with great side effects is my martial art?

A martial artist who doesn't have his own martial arts can only be a weak ant after all.

He dodged the attacks with his hard kung fu of climbing cloud kicks and hitting wooden stakes, and a simple blueprint gradually formed in his mind.

What can an earthworm do?

Qin Xiaoyue regarded herself as an earthworm, since earthworms can swim holes in the soil, then I can swim in the air.

Syllable!

He opened his opponent's mantis punch with a backhand, and when the next punch came, Qin Xiaoyue felt as if he felt a movement in the air, and everything around him was warning him to dodge!

Swish!

Another perfect dodge, when he heard the call of the air, he really became an earthworm with a hole in the air, as if he felt the other party's loopholes.

It's like a weed with dead roots.

Qin Xiaoyue felt that he had found the root of the other party's necrosis.

"My martial arts are called, let's seek qi!"

"Your martial arts?" Qingshan tried to protect his armpit, but unfortunately he was hit by Qin Xiaoyue's punch and was in pain.

Even after the defeat, Aoyama was still relieved to see this "martial art".

"Seeking Qi, that's a good name!"