In the stands on the second floor of the Budokan Hall, the head of Maple Leaf Stream and others continued to communicate.

What changes in the ring are instantaneous.

At this time, Mu Yang and the disciple of the Duolin Temple called Wuting had already burst out with great strength, only to see that the two sides were constantly impacting back and forth, and blurred afterimages gradually appeared on the ring, and many movements were beyond the limit that ordinary people could capture with the naked eye.

"Ho!"

Mu Yang and Wu Ting launched a confrontation, hitting each other with both palms, making a loud bang!

"Awesome!" Mu Yang gasped slightly, and his body couldn't help but retreat a few steps, this is the first opponent he has encountered since the competition!

The disciples of Dolin Temple are really not to be underestimated!

Looks like it's going to be a trick!

Mu Yang grinned, and immediately stepped on the ground, stopping his retreating steps, and the stone slab under his feet shattered into a winding crack in response. Then the body bounced violently, and the explosive force penetrated the soles of the feet, causing the shattered stones to bounce up and splash out in all directions.

Mu Yang's body popped out quickly, like a disemboweled cannonball swooping over.

"Tianxin Qigong!"

Mu Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand was raised, his two fingers were formed into a sword, and a terrifying momentum emerged from his whole body.

As soon as the words fell, a cold light came up between the bright eyes, and a bright blue light was generated from between his fingers, hulala, straight qigong waves shot out like lasers, surrounded by several whirlwinds, like a beast from the ancient wilderness, with a murderous and bloodthirsty aura towards Wuting.

Feeling the vigorous aura that suddenly erupted from Mu Yang's body, as well as the momentum of the qigong wave, Elder Maple Yeliu and the others stood up suddenly, with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

"This is Qigong Bo, but it's not far from the older generation of martial artists."

"It's amazing, I didn't expect to reach such a state at such a young age."

Several seniors in the martial arts world looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Huh? Muyang's qigong is already so strong!! Sith rubbed his eyes in disbelief, Tianxin Qigong, even he couldn't release it at will, and Mu Yang actually used it in the middle of the game, looking at his easy appearance, he was actually a little envious.

At this time, the Sith realized that the power of his nephew might already be above him.

At the same time, the audience at the scene was also boiling.

"No...... Isn't that what he did to do with the Qigong Wave? ”

"A player who can use qigong waves, and his opponent is Wuting, the outcome is really difficult to predict."

Whether it was the audience or the players, they all watched with wide eyes.

……

"You have to be careful!" Mu Yang shouted at Wuting in the air, and at this time, Mu Yang's breath rose again and again, and the powerful aura crushed over, and the cold aura even made people lose their ability to resist.

Swish!

In the face of Mu Yang's extremely powerful attack, even the elite disciples of Duolin Temple couldn't help but change their faces suddenly, but Mu Yang's attack was already close at hand, and the slightest difference between the masters could determine the victory or defeat, and at this time, Wu Ting had lost the opportunity, and there was only one way to defeat in a hurry.

Disheveled! The huge attack power of the qigong wave fell on Wu Ting's body, and I saw that his face turned pale, and his body flew up like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily outside the ring.

"Tianxinliu Muyang won and entered the quarterfinals."

As the dust settled with a whistle, Muyang defeated the seeded players of Dolin Temple with a strong attitude to advance to the quarterfinals.

"I conceded." Mu Yang bowed calmly.

Na Wuting wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and folded his hands in return.

"Uting actually lost." Elder Nalry sighed and said silently.

"It's normal, with the courage that he just showed, it may not take a few years to reach our realm."

"Possibly, he's only so young......"

"Alas, the younger generation is full of talents, and this failure is also a good thing for Udin." Master Hulin silently recites the scriptures.

"Kane and Uting both lost to that young man, I don't know what the odds are for Arlo and Liz to win......," Maple Leaf asked with interest.

"Not much hope." Elder Nelly shook her head, "Liz is no match for that person. ”

Among the new talents of the major schools, the Wuting of the Duolin Temple can be regarded as one of the best, even he lost to the other party, and the others probably have little hope of winning.

The head of Maple Leaf Stream nodded.

Yes, he can release a powerful qigong wave at a young age, which is very rare in today's martial arts world, and at this moment, he has roughly determined the champion of this martial arts conference, that is, Muyang.

"Hahaha, it's awesome Muyang, if Senior Brother Ai Shafu knows that you have defeated the elite disciples of Duolin Temple, you will definitely rush over excitedly, but unfortunately Daqing Mountain is far away from Maple Island, and Senior Brother Ai Shafu has no chance to see you sweeping in all directions."

As soon as Mu Yang stepped off the stage, Sith walked over with an excited face and praised Mu Yang.

Mu Yang smiled modestly, "Uncle Sith, I've only reached the quarterfinals, and the game isn't over yet." ”

Sith shook his head repeatedly: "It's not the same, it's different. ”

Reaching the quarter-finals and beating Uting are two different concepts entirely.

Originally, in Sith's heart, as long as Mu Yang could get the top eight places in the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Association, he would have completed the task. You have to know that there are so many genres, how many can win the top eight? It's already very satisfying!

But judging by his current performances, it seems that he will not stop there. Although they are also places in the quarterfinals, the meaning is completely different.

You must know that Wu Ting is not only an elite disciple of Duolin Temple, but also a popular candidate for the champion of the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Association this year.

Mu Yang can defeat him, does he also have a chance to seize that championship position?

If Mu Yang wins the championship, then Tianxinliu can be regarded as a big limelight.

Even now, even if Mu Yang immediately admits defeat and does not participate in the follow-up competition, the Sith, who has seen the power of Mu Yang's qigong waves, also knows that Mu Yang's name must have been started through this conference, and there are only many martial artists in the entire martial arts world who have the ability to release qigong waves, and Mu Yang is one of them, which is a matter full of glory.

"You don't need to be too pressured in the next few games, take it easy, anyway, the quarter-finals are already locked, and every win in the next game is an improvement." Sith patted Mu Yang's shoulder excitedly, and then saw that Mu Yang's face was a little pale, and said with concern: "You just released the qigong wave, can your body withstand it?" ”

Mu Yang shook his head and said that it was okay: "My body is fine, just rest for a while." ”

"Then you have a good rest." Sith nodded, and said no more, and stood aside to let him recuperate quietly.

Tom –

When Muyang was sitting and recuperating, several other rings were still staging dragon fights. All 315 contestants from all over the world are working hard to compete for the chance to qualify.

There was a crackle, and there was an indistinct afterimage flashing on the ring. From time to time, accompanied by the sound of the players shouting, there were suddenly several large and small holes in the ground, and the broken stones splashed everywhere, grazing the ground and bursting out sparks.

"Chizuru Ryulis won and made it to the quarterfinals."

"Maple Leaf Flow Arlo won and made it to the quarterfinals."

"Cross Punch Barney wins and goes to the quarterfinals."

"Gillo of West Pletmura won and made it to the quarterfinals."

……

As the competition continues, the top eight places have been produced one after another, and the strongest eight players in this conference, including Mu Yang, have all been decided.

Mu Yang glanced at the list and noticed that the players who entered the top eight, except for himself and a player named Pulai, most of the other six were disciples of the big school.

I have to admit that the big schools do have a hand in cultivating disciples, no wonder after these big schools chose to hide in the world, the martial arts level on the earth suddenly dropped a notch.

After a short break, after all the results were valid, with the sound of the gong sounding again, today's schedule ended here.

The quarterfinals are scheduled for the next day, with an evening break.