At this moment, Xiao Zheng, facing Qiang Zhenglong's rapid offensive, was condensed.

The gap between his cultivation and Qiang Zhenglong has narrowed to the first order, and he originally had the strength to suppress his opponent, but the constraints of speed-related laws made him equal to his opponent in terms of actual combat power.

This is equivalent to invisibly weakening his strength.

Where did this weakened strength go?

It was taken away by the official circles as a tribute tax.

The Chaos Domain is not allowed to interfere excessively in the mundane realm, and only in a few respects, it directly exercises jurisdiction, which is also to avoid confusion in the management of the realm.

In this continent where martial arts are respected, the weakened strength is a person's cultivation.

And the cultivation of a disciple in the martial arts realm includes the speed of dominance, true qi, and so on.

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On this peninsula, those who have cultivated to the seventh order of the Heavenly Xuan Realm or above will be directly weakened by the part that exceeds them.

The weakened cultivation was united, condensed into substance, and turned into a throne to subsidize the disciples of the local official Dao of the Chaos Domain.

Moreover, in the end, it basically went back to the supreme local ruler.

The pipeline disciples of the Chaos Domain are all of the Dan lineage. Everyone who is an official is surnamed Dan.

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Xiao Zheng slowly closed his eyes, and in the face of Qiang Zhenglong's rapid momentum, he quickly rehearsed it in his mind, and suddenly opened his eyes, and his divine light flowed.

At this moment, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Suddenly I feel light, and my cultivation and speed seem to be back!" Xiao Zheng felt that he was no longer bound by speed-related laws, or in other words, at this moment, the constraints of speed-related laws had been secretly lifted.

A thought flashed through his mind that the dragon horn girl behind him might be helping him secretly.

At this moment, he is more than twenty or thirty meters away from Qiang Zhenglong's long stick.

Since the cultivation is comparable, to be exact, the strength has returned to the peak state. Twenty or thirty meters is enough for him to take it in stride.

After exhaling a breath of true qi, Xiao Zheng slapped his palm, like thunder, with a sharp touch of energy, accompanied by a sharp roar, and broke through the air.

Exhaled, it went straight to ten zhang away, and it was printed on the end of the Qiang Zhenglong long stick.

The fiery red palm print, carrying the majestic true qi, instantly condensed into substance, blocking in front of the long stick.

The fiery red palm print was huge, like a huge ice floe, floating on the water. Under the hard top of the long stick, it rises and falls slightly with the void.

The void between the palm print and Xiao Zheng was condensed into a liquid substance at this moment, generating a huge buoyancy that supported the fiery palm print.

Qiang Zhenglong's long stick was on the fiery red palm print, and he couldn't get half a step closer, as if he was on a float, and he fell together.

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Qiang Zhenglong's drum bulged his eyeballs, with a long stick in his hand, and he tried his best to push it against the fiery anthurium mark in front of him.

Each time, the palm print rises and falls violently, and between the blocks, there is a sound of "sizzling" current, sparks and crackling.

After a few strokes, there was no progress, Qiang Zhenglong was annoyed and ashamed, his face was flushed, and he scolded: "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, your strength has reached such a point in a blink of an eye!"

As he spoke, he condensed a coercion into a snake-like arc and blessed it on the long stick.

The long stick shook and stabbed forward.

Click!

Suddenly, under the fiery red palm print, the sparkling sparks turned into countless thunderbolts and lightning, all of which burst out in unison, tearing away in all directions.

Qiang Zhenglong's long stick was torn apart and shattered in an instant.

Countless fragments, the moment they were torn, condensed into long sticks and scattered all over the ground.

The sound was very noisy, as if the logs had suddenly collapsed.

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At this moment, Xiao Zheng, with a relaxed smile on his face, applauded and cheered: "Your long stick martial soul is really eye-opening to me!"

Immediately, his expression froze, his legs straddled left and right, and he squatted in a horse step.

The breath is breathed in, and the palm is moved.

Immediately, the ten fingers bent into claws, and sucked and grabbed the long stick scattered all over the ground: "Suck the palm!"

Xiao Zheng shouted, grabbed in front of Qiang Zhenglong, and launched a strong countermeasure.

The long sticks all over the ground moved with the trend, and with the suction of the high-pressure steam, they flew up and rumbled,

Martial souls are all crystallizations of pure energy, and after differentiating into countless ones, the state of each root is not stable enough, between energy and substance.

Under Xiao Zheng's sucking palm, most of the long sticks scattered all over the place were swallowed. Less than a third was urgently reclaimed by Qiang Zhenglong.

At this moment, what returned to Qiang Zhenglong's hands and re-condensed into one was just a long stick that could not be defeated.

Qiang Zhenglong's face was shocked, even the martial soul was devoured, what capital is there to compete with the opponent!

At this moment, he stared at Xiao Zheng, but he was at a loss!

After swallowing most of the long sticks, Xiao Zheng had a little luck and assimilated them and transferred them to the martial soul space.

"Your long stick martial soul has basically been devoured by me, and the rest of it will be handed over, otherwise, I will punish you for your two major crimes on behalf of the Dragon Palace. One is to despise the Dragon King, and the other is to trespass on the Dragon Palace!" Xiao Zheng said in a serious and joking manner.

Qiang Zhenglong held the long stick with greatly reduced combat power, his face turned red with anger, and he subconsciously looked back, the old man and the fifth genius were outside the palace gate, and he didn't mean to help immediately.

"Xiao Zheng, you won!" Qiang Zhenglong suddenly took the initiative to admit defeat due to his disappointment with the No. 5 genius and the old man.

Hearing Qiang Zhenglong's words, the No. 5 genius and the old man outside the palace were all stammering, and they didn't expect Qiang Zhenglong to take the initiative to admit defeat.

This ending caught them off guard.

You know, they are planning to make a move at the last moment when Qiang Zhenglong and Xiao Zheng are fighting to the death.

At that time, the inheritance bead in the dragon horn girl's body can be returned to the old man's hand.

And all personal assets such as the meteorite falling from the sky in Xiao Zheng's storage bag, including the part that originally belonged to Qiang Zhenglong, will also be owned by the fifth genius.

"I don't care who wins and who loses, I only care about that long stick in your hand now!" Xiao Zheng said with a smile on his face.

The martial soul has a core part and a non-core part, and the core part contains the law and has a strong cohesion.

With the core part, you can re-devour and transform the true qi in the human body, or the essence of heaven and earth, the brilliance of the sun and the moon, into the needs of growth.

"Why do you have to have this long stick in my hand?" Qiang Zhenglong's face changed, he took a step back, and said in a deep voice.

For him, as long as he doesn't lose the core part of the martial soul, he has the possibility of making a comeback in a short period of time.

If lost, it will also mean losing everything.

Although it is possible to recondense the martial soul and awaken the martial soul, the cost of time is too great.

"Because the root in your hand is the core part!" Xiao Zheng said bluntly.

He already had a premonition that even if the little girl in the dragon horn was still asleep, with the wisdom of the inheritance bead, it was enough to calm the two people in the Ice Palace.

"What if I don't give it?" Qiang Zhenglong said with a fierce look in his eyes.

He felt that even if he couldn't win, there was still a possibility of retreating.

"Then your felony of trespassing in the Dragon Palace is enough to make it impossible for you to turn over!" Xiao Zheng said word by word, with a majestic face.