"Huh? It's Qin Bing, it seems that Qin Yi's luck is not very good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"That's right, if you encounter such a tricky opponent as soon as you come, it will definitely have an impact on the battle later."

"It's strange if it doesn't matter, not to mention that if you lose, it will affect your confidence and emotions, and you have to do your best as soon as you come, and you may not have much strength to fight later, after all, there are more than a dozen battles ahead."

……

When the children of the Qin family saw that Qin Yi's first opponent was Qin Bing, they did not gloat, but had a trace of sympathy.

Qin Yi showed enough strength in the family assessment, and he had long been respected by many children in the family, but now that he had encountered a hard stone like Qin Bing in the first competition, they were not very optimistic about Qin Yi.

Qin Bing was the tenth place in the family martial arts competition last year, and his strength is undoubted.

Every year, at the family martial arts conference, there are never more than five children of the Qidao Triple family, and they are generally fourteen years old, and they cannot continue the next year's family martial arts competition.

Although Qin Bing is only the peak of the Qi Dao Triple Sect, he has extremely rich combat experience and martial arts cultivation, even if he met the children of the Qi Dao Triple Family last year, he performed no less, although he still lost in the end, he won the tenth place, otherwise he could go a little further.

Now that a year has passed, Qin Bing will only become stronger, even if his cultivation has not improved much, only breaking through to the peak from the late part of last year, but his martial arts have definitely made great progress, there is no doubt about this, after all, Qin Bing is a very diligent martial artist.

"You're that Qin Yi?"

On the fourth competition platform, Qin Bing looked at Qin Yi and asked with some surprise, Qin Yi, as a famous moth in the Qin family, still knows a lot of children, but it does not include Qin Bing.

There are too many children of the Qin family, and there are not many people who really know each other, at most they have heard of it, especially a young man like Qin Bing, who is crazy about martial arts, has no time to pay attention to a moth like Qin Yi.

Constantly becoming stronger is the most urgent thing for Qin Bing.

Qin Yi looked at Qin Bing, and saw that the other party looked mature and sophisticated, with a steel knife hanging on his back, and at first glance, he was a child of a family who had experienced killing, especially the murderous aura exuding from his body that made people palpitate, which showed that Qin Bing was not comparable to Qin Yun's children of those families.

"That's right."

Qin Yi nodded, smiled, and said, "Please teach me a lot." ”

"I hope you won't let me down."

Qin Bing smiled knowingly, he didn't despise Qin Yi, from his body, he felt a strong momentum that other disciples didn't have, and he could be sure that Qin Yi had killed people.

This point is very different from Qin Yi's image of a moth.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing.

Qin Bing only believed what he saw.

Seeing this, the middle-aged referee next to him raised his left arm, signaled that Qin Yi and Qin Bing were ready, and shouted loudly: "Competition, start." ”

Before the words fell, Qin Bing took the preemptive action, kicked the soles of his feet, like stepping on a whirlwind, rushed to Qin Yi, and with a "whirl", the stainless steel knife behind him slashed at Qin Yi like lightning.

"Good time!"

Seeing this, Qin Yi did not retreat but advanced, his arm shook, and the steel spear stabbed out, and the sharp spear slammed into the steel knife.

"Bell!"

There was a bang, the knives and guns collided, and they quickly separated.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

A series of piercing swords and guns reverberated in everyone's ears.

The shadow of the knife and gun, the figure is like the wind, which dazzles the audience around for a while.

"So fast!"

Seeing this, the children of the family under the competition stage were really unbelievable, this was the contest between the two airways, Qin Bing's knife and Qin Yi's spear, so fast that they felt a little suffocated.

"Good!"

Qin Bing saw that Qin Yi's gun was not inferior to his knife at all, and he suddenly shouted, full of battle intent, Qin Yi did not disappoint him in the slightest.

"Take me a knife!"

Before the words fell, Qin Bing's arm was raised and raised high.

"Breaking the mountain knife trick, there is a way to open the mountain!"

A knife was slashed out, and the knife was like a mountain, extremely heavy, as if forming a knife path in the void.

"Wow! Qin Bing has already cultivated the 'Mountain Breaking Sword Technique' to the second sword, and he really deserves to be the person who made Qin Surong, the proud daughter of the sky, the most difficult battle last year. ”

"It seems that in this year's time, Qin Bing has not been lazy, not only cultivating the first sword of the mortal-level mid-level 'Mountain Breaking Sword Technique' to the realm of perfection, but also successfully cultivating the second sword, it seems that the knife is strong, and it is not far from the realm of initial formation."

"This time, Qin Yike is really going to lose, but if he uses the palm of the family assessment, there may be a chance of winning."

……

When everyone in the audience saw Qin Bing wielding a powerful sword, they immediately exclaimed, and even started to talk about it, and even some family elders showed satisfied smiles when they saw this.

Perhaps, Qin Bing's qualifications are not too good, far inferior to Qin Feng and Qin Ming, and even inferior to Qin Yu, at most they are not much different from Qin Yun and others, but when it comes to understanding, they are far superior to Qin Yun and on par with Qin Yu.

The first place in last year's family martial arts competition was Qin Surong, but she has now gone to the Qin family in Fengyun City to obtain a better cultivation environment and resources.

Qin Surong, who is known as the best martial artist in the history of the Qin family in Yellow River Town, has cultivated to the triple peak of the qi path at the age of twelve, and has been favored by the Qin family of Fengyun City and has become the core disciple of the family.

Qin Bing was the genius who forced Qin Surong to use fifty percent of his strength to defeat in the family martial arts conference last year, so everyone was not optimistic about Qin Yi, if Qin Bing didn't meet Qin Surong as soon as he came, he would definitely not be the tenth place in the family martial arts conference, but he had a place in the top five.

"It's kind of interesting."

Just when everyone was exclaiming, Qin Yi smiled, and when he saw Qin Bing's menacing sword, not only did he not have the slightest sense of fear, nor did he feel nervous, but there was just a kind of blood boiling.

"Look at the guns!"

Qin Yi shouted violently, stepped out, held a stainless steel spear, and stepped forward against the sword.

"Wind Thorn!"

With a burst of air, the gun stabbed at the steel knife that flew down.

"Bell!"

The sound was like thunder, the swords and guns collided, but the spears were shaken away.

Obviously, the gap in the level of martial arts is destined to the result of this martial arts competition.

The Mountain-Breaking Sword Technique is a mortal-level mid-level martial art, while the Wind Thorn is just a mortal-level beginner-level martial art, even if Qin Yi cultivates the Wind Thorn to the realm of perfection, he is still not the opponent of the Mountain-Breaking Sword Technique.

"It's a pity!"

When everyone saw this scene, they felt a little regretful, but even more, they were still surprised, they didn't expect that Qin Yi had already cultivated the Wind Thorn to the realm of perfection, otherwise he would have lost a long time ago.

Even if it was a mortal-level beginner-level martial art, among the many disciples of the Qin family, not many of them had cultivated to the realm of perfection.

"You've lost."

Qin Bing saw that Qin Yi's spear was no longer powerful, and if he slashed down, even if the other party did not die, he would be seriously injured.

"Really?"

Qin Yi smiled indifferently and said, "The one who loses should be you." ”

"Huh?"

When Qin Bing heard this, he was about to laugh, but he stopped, and the stainless steel knife in his hand also stayed in mid-air, and the smile finally froze on his unbelievable face.