In the next few rounds, Jiang Yin didn't encounter any more challenging opponents, and casually knocked those opponents down, all the way to the top eight.

In the fifth round, he drew lots to draw Wei Yuan, and with a sneer, he walked into the ring.

Wei Yuan had been paying attention to Jiang Yin in the first few rounds, and he found that Jiang Yin had killed his opponent very neatly every time, and if it was him, he thought that he would never be able to do it, although his cultivation was the sixth level of a martial artist, and he seemed to be one level higher than Jiang Yin.

On the ring, Wei Yuan glanced at Jiang Yin with some fear, and after the referee announced the start of the game, he quickly rushed towards Jiang Yin.

In front of Jiang Yin, Wei Yuan's palms were staggered, and he slapped towards Jiang Yin with gentle movements.

Shui Liu Palm, Jiang Yin's heart moved, before coming, Wei Jing had already told him the martial arts of some core members of the Wei family, so he knew that what Wei Yuan was using now was Wei Quan's famous stunt Shui Liu Palm.

This set of water flow palms, it seems to be gentle, but in fact, it implies its domineering internal strength, once the enemy is light, it is easy to be injured by the opponent's palm power.

However, Jiang Yin didn't pay attention to it at all, he and Wei Yuan were not an order of magnitude at all, I saw him on the side of his body, gently and skillfully avoided Wei Yuan's palm, and then flicked his fingers, just on the opponent's wrist.

Wei Yuan has been pampered since he was a child, with fine skin and tender meat, and when Jiang Yin was bombed, he suddenly screamed in pain.

The direction of Jiang Yin's right hand changed, and it flicked on the opponent's other wrist with great agility.

Wei Yuan instinctively withdrew his hand, and let out another scream of pain.

Jiang Yin used both hands together, and his hand was like electricity. began to bounce quickly on the other person's body.

This time he is no longer limited to the opponent's wrist. The back of Wei Yuan's hand. The arms, even the forehead, cheeks, and neck, became the object of his handballs.

Wei Yuan wanted to stretch out his hand to block every time, but the speed was always slower than the other party's beat, and he screamed in pain when Jiang Yin played it randomly.

"I don't fight, I don't fight," I got to zuihou. Wei Yuan's whole body was in pain, and he had to admit defeat.

Jiang Yin stopped when he heard this, but Wei Yuan's eyes flashed fiercely, and as soon as his right hand was raised, a cold light shot towards Jiang Yin like lightning.

It's a throwing knife! Jiang Yin frowned, his body was on one side, and he avoided the flying knife, he flew forward, and a finger popped out, right in the middle of Wei Yuan's nose.

His finger was filled with anger. The strength was amazing, and it directly bounced Wei Yuan to the point that the bridge of his nose collapsed. Blood flows.

Wei Quan, who was sitting under the ring, saw that his son was beaten and bleeding, his face sank, he stood up from the chair, pointed at Jiang Yin on the stage and drank: "Little brute, stop!" ”

Hearing this, Wei Yuanrang drank to him: "Shut up!" Wei Yuan used a secret weapon to sneak attack, extremely insidious, do you think I, an old man, am blind?! ”

Wei Quan was asked by Wei Yuan to drink, and immediately shut up, not daring to speak again.

At this time, Wei Yuan, who was on the stage, had jumped off the stage on his own because of severe pain in his nose, and without waiting for the referee to announce, he knew that if he didn't come down again, he would not only have a bleeding nose.

"The fifth round is over, and the winner is Wei Qing." The referee announced loudly.

"Brother Wei Qing, you are awesome!" As soon as Jiang Yin came, Wei Ling ran forward, grabbed his arm, and praised excitedly.

Jiang Yin touched his head and smiled slightly.

Now that he's in the semi-finals, it's just two more rounds to finish.

After a short break, his next round is about to start again.

"Next is the semi-finals, by Wei Qing against Wei Yugun." A middle-aged man announced loudly in the ring.

Guardian rain gun? When Wei Jing heard this name, he frowned, Wei Yugun can be said to be the number one master of the Wei family's relatives, and he is already a second-level martial king at a young age.

As a person who came over, Wei Jing certainly knew the gap between the Martial King and the Martial Master, so he felt that Jiang Yin would definitely lose next.

He walked to Jiang Yin's side and whispered to Jiang Yin: "Wei Yu's gun is strong, you go up this time just to have a fight, don't be reckless, remember to admit defeat immediately when you encounter danger." ”

Jiang Yin didn't say anything, just nodded obediently.

Wei Yuanrang, who was sitting in the middle of the crowd, also raised his eyebrows when he heard that Jiang Yin's opponent was Wei Yugun, he looked at Jiang Yin not far away, and said secretly in his heart: It's almost, but Qing'er has already performed very well.

Although he knew that Jiang Yin would lose next, Wei Yuanrang's heart was still full of relief.

Jiang Yin slowly stepped into the ring, and there was already a young man in a gray robe standing on the stage, he saw Jiang Yin come up, showed a gentle smile to Jiang Yin, and said, "Cousin Wei Qing, please advise." ”

Jiang Yin saw that the other party was a martial king, but his attitude was sincere, and he didn't look at him with disdain like others, and he immediately had a good impression of this Wei Yu gun.

For this kind of unscrupulous person, he didn't want to hide his secrets, and he knew that it was impossible for him to hide his cultivation in the realm of the fifth level of martial arts all the time today.

So the spiritual power in his body turned around, and all the spiritual power that wrapped the dantian was withdrawn.

As soon as those spiritual powers were withdrawn, the momentum on Jiang Yin's body suddenly skyrocketed, and he reached the level of Martial King in an instant.

Wow!

The audience was boiling again.

"Martial King!"

"Wei Qing turned out to be the Martial King!"

"It's unbelievable, is this still the same waste Wei Qing as before?"

Wei Yuanrang, who was sitting in the middle of the crowd, looked at Jiang Yin on the stage with a shocked face, his hands trembled slightly, he turned his head to look at Wei Jing, and when he saw Wei Jing's expression clearly, he found that even Wei Jing, a father, did not know that his son had been promoted to the Martial King.

Wei Jing saw Jiang Yin's momentum instantly climb to the Martial King, and he was stunned for a long time before he smiled and said: "This kid, he really knows how to hide, when he will advance to the realm of the Martial King, I don't even know if I, the father, will be a father." ”

Sitting next to Wei Yuan, with a piece of gauze wrapped around his nose, there was a look of envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes, and at the same time he was a little afraid, if Jiang Yin had made a full attack on him just now, he probably wouldn't have been able to sit here.

After Jiang Yin completely released his martial arts cultivation, he arched his hand at Wei Yugun, who was standing opposite him and was already in a sluggish state, "Brother Yugun, please." ”

Wei Yugun reacted at this time, and let out a hearty laugh: "Okay, okay, Cousin Wei Qing, let's stand up for a good time today!" ”

With the referee's instructions for the start of the game, Wei Yu's gunner stretched out, pulled out a spear inserted on the side, and skillfully danced the spear with both hands to dozens of gun shadows and attacked Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin also made a "bang", pulled out the long sword in his hand, stepped on the chain of steps, and the sword was like electricity, a faint sword curtain covered his whole body, and the Dao sword qi surrounded him.

The Drifting Rain Sword Technique that Wei Jing taught him, at this moment, under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, was finally used by him. (To be continued......)