Ye Jun, who was originally sitting, suddenly changed his expression, looking at Ling Zheng, who was still at ease, and thought that he didn't understand Qiu Zhi's hand. Although he knew that Ling Zheng had refined his third-order cultivation, he didn't know Ling Zheng's true strength, and was about to open his mouth to make Ling Zheng admit defeat, but he noticed that the woman Ye Xuanyin was a little worried but not nervous, and swallowed the words into her mouth again. He knew his daughter's feelings for Ling Zheng, and if Ling Zheng was in danger, he would definitely be the first to stop in front of Ling Zheng. But now she wasn't too nervous, obviously she knew what hole cards Ling Zheng had, or she knew that this blow couldn't hurt Ling Zheng.

"Go. Qiu Zhi suddenly shouted, pointing his finger at Ling Zheng, as soon as these words came out, his face turned pale, as if this blow had used all his strength.

The illusory sword that stopped in front of him, under Qiu Zhi's urging, turned into a dazzling light and shot towards Ling Zheng. Even the people standing next to the ring felt the terrifying aura of the illusory sword weapon, and the people who originally despised him before conceded defeat widened their eyes one by one. There is no doubt that this must be his strongest blow, naturally some people compare his blow with Yin Long's previous blow, there is no doubt that Yin Long's blow is too far worse than this blow.

The dazzling light didn't even use the time for a moment, and it had already arrived in front of Ling Zheng, who was still standing there and still didn't move. Except for a few people who could see Ling Zheng's composure, the rest of the people thought that Ling Zheng was stupid by this powerful blow, and secretly thought that waste was waste.

Just as he was about to pierce Ling Zheng's forehead when he got the light, Ling Zheng moved, his hands suddenly raised, and he grabbed towards the light. Almost everyone thought that Ling Zheng was crazy, and they didn't think about how to resist, so they actually wanted to grab the illusory sword with their hands. Yang Chip almost secretly said in his heart, son, father has avenged you, in his mind, Ling Zheng is already certain to die.

Ye Jun had almost stood up, ready to make a move at any time, but he also knew that it was impossible for him to make a move, and Yang Chip would definitely stop him as soon as possible. Now he could only pray that Ling Zheng still had the ability to press the bottom of the box, otherwise it would really become a tragedy.

Ling Zheng held this light with both hands, the scene of blood splashing in everyone's hearts did not appear, and that light was reduced to an illusory sword weapon in an instant, still trembling, trying to break free from Ling Zheng's hands. But Ling Zheng grasped it firmly, and a trace of golden light overflowed from his fingertips, as if he was about to crush the sword.

Qiu Zhi's expression was sluggish, looking at the sword weapon that was constantly struggling in Ling Zheng's hand, his silver teeth clenched, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and all the blood fell on the illusory sword weapon. The sword weapon that had gradually dissipated gathered again, and the light was even worse, and a faint sound of qi came out from the illusory sword weapon.

"Explode for me. Qiu Zhi spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and with a loud shout, the entire illusory sword weapon suddenly exploded. Ling Zheng's expression changed slightly, and even the sect master's face changed, and without thinking about it, a milky white light waved out of his hand and landed on the ring where Ling Zheng and Qiu Zhi were, turning into a milky white cover, enveloping this ring in it.

A large clanging sound sounded, and countless illusory fragments landed on the milky white cover, and then slowly turned into a trace of aura and disappeared. And Qiu Zhi, one of the protagonists in the field, was already unconscious when he shouted the three words "explode to me", obviously overconsumed. As for Ling Zheng, after Qiu Zhi shouted to me, he was covered in golden light, in fact, with his physical strength, it was enough to block Qiu Zhi's bursting sword fragments, but he didn't want to expose his physique beyond ordinary people's understanding. The shattered sword fragment fell on Ling Zheng's body, and he was stopped by the golden light, without causing him the slightest damage.

And the spiritual power was already going to be exposed when he took over Qiu Zhi's illusory sword weapon with his bare hands, after all, if he didn't have spiritual power, no matter how powerful he was, it was still not too important. Only by exposing the spiritual power of refining the state of mind will he be valued and protected, otherwise in the face of Yang Chip's revenge, he really has nothing to resist.

The dust fell, the milky white cover slowly disappeared, Ling Zheng stood in the ring without any scars, and Qiu Zhi fell to the ground without knowing life or death. There was no doubt that Ling Zheng had won, everyone was stunned and looked at all this, what kind of strength did Ling Zheng have, he was able to take Qiu Zhi's spiritual skills with his bare hands, and he was not hurt in the slightest.

"His spiritual power is exposed, and he is a cultivator who refines his state of mind. Suddenly, someone shouted, and everyone reacted before Ling Zheng had actually broken through to the state of mind refining. Didn't he lose all his spiritual power, and why did he suddenly become a cultivator of the state of mind refinement, everyone was puzzled. Suddenly remembered that he had scolded him for being a waste, and the sixteen-year-old refinement state of mind was a waste, so what are they, and they all wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Badass, good, must win the championship. Qian Han was still shouting heartlessly, but at this time, no one doubted her words, although everyone didn't see how powerful that Senior Brother Yi was at the fifth order of heart refining. However, they believed that Senior Brother Yi would never be able to take Qiu Zhi's blow without being injured, and there was no doubt that if there were no other changes, the championship would already be in Ling Zheng's bag.

As for the person who opened the bet, he wanted to cry without tears, but he clearly remembered that the woman had laid down 10,000 silver to beat Ling Zheng to win the championship. At that time, he also mocked the girl a few words, and now he thinks about the odds of a hundred times, and he can't wait to pump himself a few big mouths, if these big mouths can pass and let that woman not gamble debts. But fortunately, everyone else suppressed Senior Brother Yi, and he didn't lose much, at most he would accompany hundreds of thousands of dollars to enter.

Yang Chip's face became more and more ugly, he didn't expect that he couldn't help Ling Zheng like this, he was afraid that Ling Zheng's strength would exceed expectations, so he let Qiu Zhi make a move that was his strongest blow. He closed his eyes in pain, not expecting that he still underestimated the strength of Ling Zheng's kid, who was as deep as his master. Moreover, Ling Zheng's burst of spiritual power made him almost swallow his tongue, he probed Ling Zheng countless times, and determined that Ling Zheng did not have spiritual power, but he didn't expect that he didn't even find out himself. Moreover, he had already seen that the spiritual power fluctuations that Ling Zheng had erupted from were probably around the second order of heart refining, but his degree of condensation was not much worse than that of the fifth order of heart refining.

"Although I knew that you were strong, I didn't think that you were so strong, but I won't back down, sooner or later I will surpass you. In a corner not far away, Yin Long looked at Ling Zheng standing in the ring, and couldn't help but clench his fists, bursting with a powerful battle intent all over his body.