As soon as the dividing line disappeared, Xin Jing immediately moved, walking towards Qiao Jing at a steady speed, as if he was going to attack first.

Qiao Jing raised her eyebrows, feeling that Xin Lone's choice was a little abnormal.

Qiao Jing is a warrior at the speed of light, and her proficient Phantom Cloud Palm and Eight Steps of Chasing the Wind are all styles that tend to be smart and fast, and her Force cultivation is a cut higher, and her overall strength is more than nine out of nine, and she often defeats her opponent with a single look. After a few consecutive fights in the opening match, her reputation spread quickly, and her strength was known, and the opponents she met afterwards did not dare to act rashly, and all adopted a defensive strategy that did not change to the ever-changing, which was the safest way when her strength was not as good as her.

But as soon as it opened, Xin Lin did the opposite, as if he didn't want to defend passively.

"It's kind of interesting, I really don't know if he's confident or arrogant!"

Qiao Jing chuckled, slammed on the ground with both feet, and increased the speed by chasing the wind and chasing the cicadas, and almost in the blink of an eye, she flashed in front of Xin Lian, her two palms were slapped, and her arms kept shaking, forming a cloud-like palm shadow, splitting her head and covering her face to Xin Lian.

This is her specialty stunt - Phantom Cloud Palm, the biggest feature of this set of palm techniques is that it is flexible and changeable, the combination of virtual and real, and when she shoots, she hits many cloud-like phantoms, and the attack range is far beyond ordinary martial arts. These phantoms are real and false, there are both false and real moves, and they can be arbitrarily converted between virtual and real, which is extremely difficult to distinguish, and is used to confuse the opponent, and the opponent often has to be hit by a mistake in judgment.

The Phantom Cloud Palm is flexible and changeable, the eight steps of chasing the wind are fast and sensitive, and the combination of palm and footwork complements each other.

Qiao Jing herself is a light-speed warrior known for her speed, and the three complement each other, playing with power that is far more than simply adding, relying on this, she can be said to be invincible in the martial arts competition, and has not yet met an opponent who can support her for a minute under her palm.

Even so, Qiao Jing still didn't dare to be careless, she had always acted steadily, and she used all her strength to make this move.

A palm shadow brought a strong palm wind, as if there were seven or eight palms hitting together, and before it hit, the palm wind blew the lonely hair and the skin hurt.

But Xin Jing's reaction was completely unexpected by Qiao Jing, there was no panic on his face, as if he hadn't seen her palm shadow at all, he simply swept out with a single horizontal fist, and a magical scene appeared, the palm shadow in the sky stopped abruptly, and Qiao Jing suddenly found that her palm shadow was broken only halfway through!

Qiao Jing was taken aback, and before she could figure out what was going on, she noticed that the wind pressure under her abdomen was abnormal, and her reaction was extremely fast, and she cut down with her left palm, and at the same time dodged away.

With a muffled bang, Xin Lone's knee pressed into the air, and the violent force made an air explosion and spread out of the ring.

"It's dangerous!"

Qiao Jing broke out in a cold sweat, if it weren't for her rich combat experience, she dodged this knee lift in time, and she would have been lying on the ground by now.

Xin Xiao secretly praised, worthy of the speed of light warrior, although he didn't use all his strength in this move, but Qiao Jing's ability to dodge so sensitively was already very powerful.

Qiao Jing didn't know what Xin Lin was thinking, thinking that the palm shadow was broken just now was just an accident, she stepped on the footwork of chasing the wind, and took a few steps back with a faster speed, and then slapped her palm again, and a large palm shadow brought up a phantom, like a wall of uncertainty pressed against Xin Lian.

Xin Silent was not afraid, ignoring the terrifying palm shadow, and stepped forward with a vertical step, seemingly casually blasting straight punches in one direction.

Bang!

As if he had practiced thousands of times, Xin Lone's fist hit Qiao Jing's palm just right again, as if it hit the vital point, and the phantom disappeared in an instant.

Qiao Jing's face was stunned, and she didn't understand what the situation was at all.

Xin Jing was prepared, he didn't pause at all, half-turned around and raised his leg to sweep the opponent's waist with a whip leg, Qiao Jing finally avoided it, and had no choice but to block it with his arm, and then retreated a few meters away with the help of horizontal movement, quite embarrassed. She gritted her teeth and shook her arm, Xin Lone's whip leg was not light, and half of her forearm was numb with pain.

The pain is just a trivial matter, and it doesn't hinder the fight, Qiao Jing's headache is that Xin Lin actually broke her phantom cloud palm twice in a row, her face was shocked, staring at Xin Lin deadly, and she only felt puzzled.

"How did you do that?" Qiao Jing couldn't help but ask.

Of course, Xin Lin would not answer her, and walked straight towards her like he did at the beginning.

Qiao Jing felt very tricky, she didn't want to fall into the disadvantage, she had to take the initiative on the field in her own hands, stomped her foot, unfolded her footwork and pounced on Xin Shi again, still a palm shadow.

The result this time was no different from the previous two times, Xin Lin still broke the phantom with a simple punch, followed by a counterattack, and Qiao Jing had to retreat.

She didn't give up, she gave full play to the rapid flashes of the eight steps chasing the wind, and kept wandering around Xin Lone, continuously attacking with the Phantom Cloud Palm, and pressing on Xin Lone after another with palm shadows. But no matter which direction she attacked from, no matter how tricky the angle, or the other moves of the Phantom Cloud Palm, Xin Silence seemed to see her through completely, and she could always break through the phantom one step ahead, causing her to return in vain, and then take the opportunity to fight back.

Although Qiao Jing's strength is stronger than Xin Lian's, her palm technique is always broken halfway through, and her strength can't be exerted for three CDs.

If it weren't for the fact that her speed was also faster than Xin Lone, and the phantom was always able to get out in time after it was broken, I'm afraid the winner would have already been decided!

The scene in the ring was momentarily deadlocked.

At this time, whether it was the other players watching the game in the arena or the audience watching at home, they were all in an uproar and dumbfounded, they didn't understand what the situation was like Qiao Jing herself.

Qiao Jing, who was favored by almost everyone, had no way to deal with Xin Lone.

In a luxurious box high in the audience seat of the arena, the Ice Abyss Martial Saint Fang Linchan was condescending, looking at the two people fighting in the ring, her gaze mainly fell on Xin Lian, and her hexagonal snowflake-like strange pupils showed surprise.

Beside her were several Europa masters who had become famous, all of them members of the referee team, all of whom were strong generals and some important figures of the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce. This group of people has an influence in the Jupiter system, but they are powerful in front of the Martial Saint, and they all maintain a humble posture.

"This kid is a bit evil, he can easily see through the false tricks of the Phantom Cloud Palm, his eyesight is too poisonous." A middle-aged male military general looked at the ring, his face was full of incredulity, this situation he had never seen as a military general, it was too rare.

"It's useless to see through the false moves, his Force cultivation is too weak, his speed is slow, and his strength is low, and it is in vain if he can't beat Qiao Jing." Another military general commented.

"Not necessarily."

Ice Abyss Martial Saint Fang Linchan suddenly spoke, and the eyes of everyone in the box were attracted.

Since the start of the competition, this martial saint has rarely had leisure and leisure, watching more than a dozen games, but has not said a word related to the competition, and at this time she actually spoke, and everyone wants to know what she will think.

"This young man's sense of battle is very keen, Qiao Jing's strength is already the top among amateurs, but unfortunately she met her nemesis, and she lost this time." The Ice Abyss Martial Saint said firmly.

"Senior Fang, what is the sense of smell of battle?" A vice president of the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce asked. He is an ordinary person, although he has a net worth of hundreds of millions, he doesn't know much about cultivation.

Fang Linchan glanced at him lightly and did not speak.

A military general next to him took over in time and explained: "President Ke doesn't know that the combat effectiveness of our Force Warriors is mainly affected by two major factors, one is Force cultivation, and the other is the Martial Arts realm. Force cultivation is practice, and the martial arts realm is the way to play, some samurai can practice but can't fight, and some samurai can fight or not, it's difficult to have both. ”

"The most powerful samurai are all able to practice and fight, and they have both extremely strong cultivation talent and extremely high martial arts talent, and this sense of combat smell is part of the martial arts talent."

"Ordinary people do not have a sense of smell in battle, or the sense of smell in battle is mediocre, only through a large number of hands-on combat, continuous accumulation of combat experience, in order to have a similar ability to the sense of smell in battle. Some samurai practice martial arts very well in ordinary times, their realm grows rapidly, and they are proficient in many martial arts, but when it comes to actual combat, it is difficult to exert all their strength due to lack of experience or psychological factors. ”

"And people with a sense of smell in battle are different, they are born to be masters of actual combat, as if they were born with a hundred battles, completely unaffected by psychological factors, even if they rarely fight with others, but once on the field, no matter what the opponent moves, they can naturally make the most direct and effective response."

The vice president surnamed Ke was dumbfounded when he heard this, and said in surprise: "This Xin Lin is a person with a sense of battle? ”

"Not bad." Fang Linchan nodded and exclaimed, "And his sense of battle is very keen, which is the only one I have ever seen in my life." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

As a martial saint, Fang Linchan's strength is unimaginable to ordinary people, but even she said that she has never seen someone with such a keen sense of smell, how terrible is that bitter sense of battle!

The generals who just explained the sense of battle are incredible, his name is Brewster, he is one of the main players of the Iceman team of the Europa Super Star Wars League, this season has just ended, the Icemen team missed the playoffs, he has free time, and was invited by the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce to the Star Cup as a referee.

Brewster thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No matter how keen the sense of smell of battle is, the Force cultivation can't keep up, and the overall strength is also very limited." I checked the information of this Xin Lin before, he is twenty-five years old, and he only sensed the vacuum energy a few months ago, and his cultivation talent is afraid that it is very average, but the martial arts realm is good, and he belongs to the kind of person who can fight and not practice. In the samurai stage, he can fight more than he can practice, but after he reaches the general, he can practice more than he can fight, and I am not optimistic about his prospects. ”

"That's true. If this kid could play and practice, he would have been discovered a long time ago, otherwise how would he come to participate in amateur competitions? Most people agreed with Brewster.

Fang Linchan didn't speak, she didn't say anything on her face, in fact, she thought so in her heart.

She herself belongs to the category of people who can practice and can't fight, her cultivation talent is excellent, and she became a martial saint before the age of two hundred, but unfortunately her martial arts talent is only middle and upper, and she is already outstanding for ordinary samurai, but compared to the real top genius, she is flawed, so she has never entered the federal superman list.

However, Fang Linchan also knew that with the strength shown by Xin Lone, it was not surprising that the champion of this martial arts competition should be his.

It was at this moment that the situation in the ring changed.