When he stood on the competition platform and looked at Zhen Yinjian opposite, his expression was a little relaxed. Immediately, with the force of his right hand, he threw a sword hanging from his waist to the corner of the competition platform.

"I have to say, as a new disciple, you are really too arrogant!" Qiu Maoxue, who was physically strong, looked at the other party with a sneer.

Zhen Yinjian put his hands around his arms and looked at him indifferently.

"Since you have provoked Young Master Wu, let's open your eyes with today's lesson and let you know who you can't mess with!"

As soon as the words fell, the eight-foot-tall strong man stepped on the ground with his right foot to borrow strength, and his whole body was like a violent rhinoceros crashing into Zhen Yinjian. Don't look at his huge physique, his speed is not slow at all, but it is just two breaths of kung fu to rush in front of Zhen Yinjian.

"It's too slow!" Zhen Yinjian's voice sounded in his ears. Only then did he realize that there was still a shadow of his opponent where he had crashed into it. The opponent actually moved sideways to the position of two steps of his left foot in the moment before his impact.

This taunt aroused Qiu Maoxue's anger, he twisted his waist again, and his huge fist smashed into Zhen Yinjian's head.

Bang! The sound of an explosion sounded in the air, and it turned out that Zhen Yinjian and the strong man Qiu Mao had learned to punch each other. Under the impact of the two, both sides took a few steps back. Among them, Qiu Maoxue took two steps back, while Zhen Yinjian took three steps back.

This kid is weird! This was the first thought that flashed through Qiu Maoxue's heart.

He was a martial artist at the peak of the Innate Spirit Power Realm, and Zhen Yinjian seemed to be no more cultivated than Xiao Cheng of the Spirit Power Realm, and he was able to resist his heavy punches, so he only took three steps back, which was simply impossible!

You must know that he is a monk who specializes in fighting, and his purpose has always been to join the Martial Palace, and this kid on the opposite side has a realm that is obviously three small levels lower than himself, and it is simply unreasonable not to fall behind.

didn't have time to think about it, he saw Wu Ping's somewhat dissatisfied expression in the audience, and he had to act.

"Empty Palm!"

Qiu Maoxue shouted, his body accelerated suddenly, and his left and right hands were used together against Zhen Yinjian, which was a set of palm techniques. This palm technique is quite distinctive, although the speed of the palm is not fast, but every palm blow will fly out of a palm energy, this energy in the air even one or two breaths do not disperse, three breaths after the explosion into a terrible impact, the momentum is quite terrifying!

"Could this be the hollow palm of the Hidden Cultivation Qiu family?" a sharp-eyed disciple in Tsing Yi asked in surprise.

"I'm afraid so, this Qiu Maoxue turned out to be a member of the Qiu family, with such a technique, I think this kid will suffer!"

There were two Tsing Yi disciples in the crowd of spectators who whispered, and they obviously recognized Qiu Mao's set of palm techniques. It is rumored that the Empty Palm is a family martial art of the hermitage Qiu family, and it is a unique palm technique that is not passed on to outsiders.

Although this palm technique is only at the level of the Yellow Order, it is already the superior exercise in the Yellow Order. The special thing about this exercise is that the palm is strong, the power is great, and each palm will leave a sharp energy in the air, and the power of this qi explosion is also good, and it is good at blocking the enemy who is agile in the body transformation.

Many Tsing Yi beginner disciples who were watching looked at Zhen Yinjian with pity, obviously Zhen Yinjian had not shown his martial arts at present, and many people saw that he was mediocre, thinking that he was following the path of Dan cultivation, so his combat power was not strong.

Sure enough, Zhen Yinjian found that his surroundings were blocked by this thick-eyed monk, and one after another his palms continued to explode, which greatly affected his range of action.

"I've caught you, little slippery head!" Qiu Maoxue pounced on with a sinister laugh.

Zhen Yinjian dodged Qiu Maoxue's pounce, and fell into the space blocked by the four palm-shaped qi forces. Seeing that he didn't have time to react, the air exploded instantly, and the four qi forces exploded violently, exploding in front of Zhen Yinjian's body!

The agitated energy turned into smoke, so that everyone could no longer see Zhen Yinjian's figure clearly.

"Run, continue to run for the master!" Qiu Maoxue looked up to the sky and roared, looking like crazy. He used this family heirloom kung fu, and finally made this kid who was fighting against him suffocated, not to mention how happy he was.

Wu Ping also frequently cast appreciative glances in the arena, which made Qiu Maoxue even more fluttering.

"Elder Zhu, don't you still decide whether you win or lose?" Qiu Maoxue smiled proudly.

And the elegant middle-aged elder didn't explain anything, just cast a kind gaze on the smoke that Zhen Yinjian was in.

"This son has a good physical exercise. He laughed slightly, satisfied with Zhen Yinjian's performance.

"This brother, is the subtlety of your hollow palm in the palm splitting the air?"

Zhen Yinjian's voice sounded in the mist, and there was another burst of energy, and the smoke around Zhen Yinjian was blown away at once.

And Zhen Yinjian, who appeared in front of everyone at this moment, did not have a single wound on his body, and there was not even a trace of damage to his clothes. He stood quietly in the haze that had just melted and laughed softly.

"Hmph, stinky boy, don't be too complacent!" Qiu Maoxue saw that Zhen Yinjian was not injured, and his emotions were a little out of control.

It turned out that when Zhen Yinjian's four qi were about to explode just now, his body used his strong body to quickly dodge this attack, and finally kept himself safe!

Many of the Tsing Yi disciples present were stunned, and they didn't see clearly that Zhen Yinjian had avoided the dangerous attack in such a short period of time. It's just that everyone looked at this young man's expression a little more solemn.

"Ahh

"I'll just see how you can hide!" At this moment, his face was pale, but his expression had a sense of revenge.

Feeling the explosive energy rushing around him, Zhen Yinjian behaved solemnly, and came up with a countermeasure in an instant.

I have to say that although Qiu Maoxue's kung fu is rough, it is extremely effective, and the number of palm power here is several times as much as just now, and the overwhelming attack has caused many Tsing Yi beginner disciples who are watching the battle around to lose their faces.

"The Qiu family's hollow palm is really powerful, don't offend this reckless madman in the future!" At this moment, many people flashed similar years in their hearts, and they were quite afraid of Qiu Maoxue.

"White Jade Finger!"

When everyone was still surprised, they finally saw Zhen Yinjian's martial arts. I saw that in the face of the fierce palm strength that was about to attack the face, the man who looked gentle actually took the front of his index finger and pointed out more than a dozen fingers at this time.

These fingers didn't seem to be powerful, but they shot out from different angles, detonating more than a dozen empty palms shot by Qiu Maoxue with all his spiritual power!

That inconspicuous finger power could penetrate such a terrifying palm technique, and even detonate all stagnant energy. Many people were stunned when they saw this!

And Qiu Maoxue was even more unbearable, he actually looked at the countless qi bursting in front of his eyes, and he was stunned! He didn't expect that his trap palm, the strong and domineering mastery inherited by his family, was so unbearable, and his head was confused for a while!

Still thinking about it, there was a cold wind behind him, and before he could turn around, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and the whole person fainted!

"Rubbish!" Seeing Qiu Maoxue fall to the ground, Wu Ping's internal organs were about to explode. He didn't expect Zhen Yinjian to have such a strong combat power, obviously only at the cultivation level of Xiaocheng in the spiritual power realm, but he was able to defeat Qiu Maoxue, who was at the peak of the spiritual power realm.

Originally, this was just that, he had already made preparations for the back in order to save face this time. A spell-level long sword was in Qiu Maoxue's hand just now, who knew that this kid threw the sword aside with his own ability. Under the sudden change, I lost before I had time to use this magic weapon!

How does this make him not burst into a rage?

"In this competition, Tsing Yi introductory disciple Zhen Yinjian wins!" The elder of the supervision field looked at Zhen Yinjian with a smile on his face.

"This newcomer kid actually defeated Qiu Maoxue, and he has such a ability?"

"Qiu Maoxue still has too little actual combat experience, and he can't have a good mentality against the enemy, and he has lost his level!"

"I'm curious about this martial artist, 10 spirit pills are worth a lot of moral points!"

The discussion in the crowd came and went, and after watching this martial arts competition, many people were satisfied with Zhen Yinjian's performance. Next, it's time to see how Wu Ping, the descendant of Qinghe's Wu clan, fulfills his promise.

Qiu Maoxue, who was in a coma, was carried down by two disciples, and Zhen Yinjian stepped off the competition platform and looked at Wu Ping with a smile.

"Wu Gongzi, I accept your benefits, 10 spirit pills!"

He stretched out his right palm and signaled to Wu Ping, who didn't look good, to ask for a reward for the fight.

At this time, Wu Ping's face was a little unnatural, he walked into Zhen Yinjian's side, leaned into his ear and said:

"You see that these 10 spirit pills are not a decimal, why don't you let me delay for two days and then return you!"

It turns out that Wu Ping is the son of the martial family, but the family competition is also quite fierce, and he is not an only son, so he has limited resources. And he was just like a sect, and he couldn't raise so many spiritual pills for a while.

"What, do you want to repay the debt?" Zhen Yinjian suddenly let out a duck voice, which shocked the entire Yanwutang and could hear it, and it made Wu Ping's teeth itch with hatred.

Countless boos sounded in the Yanwu Hall, and a pair of disdainful eyes were projected on Wu Ping's body, stabbing him with a red face and red ears!

"What is the descendant of the Qinghe Wu clan, and you still have to pay the bill?"

"Now the new disciples are getting worse and worse, and it's really embarrassing for a little one to repay the debt. ”

"I see that the Hewu clan is afraid that it is also in vain, and even 10 second-order pills can't be taken out. ”

......

There were boos, ridicule hit the ears, and Wu Ping roared wildly and the master and apprentice reprimanded everyone!

"What a debt, my Qinghe Wu clan never pays a debt!"

However, the voice was so small in the boos of countless people that almost no one cared.

Wu Ping had already hated Zhen Yinjian at this time, he didn't expect that this person would not save him any face, and completely offended him to death, which was simply smooth sailing that he had never encountered. If he doesn't do well at this time, causing the reputation of the Qinghe Wu clan to be humiliated, he will die and will not be redeemed!

"Quiet!" the middle-aged elder let out a shout, the voice resounded in the air, and everyone in the Yanwu Hall could hear it. Hearing the elder's words, no one dared to coax anymore.