In the ring, Xin Lonely walked leisurely and broke Qiao Jing's phantom cloud palm again and again. Without revealing his true strength, he only used the two martial arts of Jingwu Changquan and Lost Trace Step to fight, and only maintained it in the Tongtho realm, even so, he was still confident that he could defeat Qiao Jing, just by consuming her physical strength.

Eight Steps Chasing the Wind and Phantom Cloud Palm are not ordinary martial arts, Qiao Jing's continuous use of them consumes a lot of physical energy, even if she is only one step away from a high-level warrior, under such high intensity, it is impossible to persist for a long time.

In less than three minutes, Xin Silence telepathically sensed a decrease in her speed and strength.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Xin Lonely was a helpless move, including the masters in the luxurious box at the top of the audience, all of them were blindsided.

If Xin Lin knew what Brewster and others said about him, he would probably laugh at the internal injuries.

It is true that he was born with a combat sense of smell that surpasses that of ordinary people, but it has not reached the amazing level in Fang Linchan's mouth, and it is more by relying on telepathy to map Qiao Jing's every move in his mind, this level of mastery is many times better than the battle sense of smell!

Another few minutes passed, and Qiao Jing attacked hundreds of times in one go, but none of them hit Xin Shi.

At this moment, she was out of breath and sweating on her body, but what made her mad the most was the grievance in her heart. What's even more depressing is that she only specializes in the martial arts of Phantom Cloud Palm, and other martial arts are quite beginners, and she can't do it at all, and her power is worse than Phantom Cloud Palm.

"Is this guy my nemesis?"

couldn't attack for a long time, and she was physically and mentally exhausted, which caused Qiao Jing's heart to begin to waver, and her belief in victory was no longer so firm.

Xin Lin immediately realized that the time had come, and said secretly: "Her physical strength can't keep up, her speed has slowed down, her strength has decreased, it's almost time." ”

Qiao Jing also knew that there was something wrong with her physical fitness, but she couldn't stop, and if she paused, Xin Jing would go straight to herself and press her.

Taking a sharp breath to suppress the exhaustion, Qiao Jing attacked Xin Lin again, as expected, like hundreds of times before, a large palm shadow was broken by Xin Lin with a random punch, and she didn't even touch a single hair of Xin Li, which made her feel a little desperate. Of course, she didn't forget to retreat immediately, dodging Xin Lone's counterattack.

Qiao Jing's heartstrings clenched, and she had been guarding against Xin Lone's surprise attack.

However, this time, Xin Lin didn't fight back at all, and let Qiao Jing retreat. He stood in place, glanced at Qiao Jing calmly, and suddenly strode forward, wrapped in a strong air current, and slammed into Qiao Jing's face.

Qiao Jing couldn't help but change color, although this punch was still a martial arts long fist, the momentum was extremely terrifying, and she felt a violent and fierce aura from a few meters away, which made her heart shake, and she subconsciously had the idea of retreating.

"Can't be returned! He's just a junior samurai, and his strength is much worse than mine, and this punch is just scary to watch. Qiao Jing secretly gritted her silver teeth, faced her head-on, and still used her phantom cloud palm to face the enemy, and her hands slapped a large palm shadow over her.

Xin Xiao ignored the palm shadow, he had already seen through this thing, his body accelerated again, and he concentrated his right fist with all his strength, and the direction was slightly lowered, and the target moved down from Qiao Jing's face, catching her off guard, and the fist pierced Qiao Jing's palm shadow in an instant, and slammed into her chest through her palm.

Bang!

Even though Qiao Jing was only one step away from a high-level warrior, condensed thirty-three Force nodes, and had a strong physical fitness, but Xin Lian's heavy punch used seventy percent of her strength, and she was immediately hit hard, feeling that a few ribs in her chest were broken, and it was useless to unload the force under her feet, and her body couldn't help but retreat, and she couldn't even chase the wind in eight steps.

Xin was so lonely that she caught up with Qiao Jing in a few steps, and still blasted out a straight punch, the target was still her chest.

Bang!

This time, Qiao Jing blocked her arms in front of her chest, but it didn't have much effect, because the power of Xin Lian's fist was added to another point, which made her continue to retreat, her throat was sweet, the corners of her mouth overflowed with bloodshots, and behind her was the edge of the ring, and there was no way to retreat.

Xin Lin took advantage of the victory to pursue, followed her like a shadow, caught up with her again, and then threw another punch.

Bang!

Qiao Jing finally couldn't support it, and under the tenth-strength of Xin Lian's punch, the broken ribs in the chest cavity were inserted into the internal organs, twisting them into pieces, and she couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with fragments of internal organs, which was miserable.

The most important thing is that Qiao Jing was knocked under the ring by this punch, and the winner has been decided!

In the case of no one being optimistic, Xin Lin defeated Qiao Jing with three consecutive heavy punches.

The audience erupted in a tidal wave of cheers, thunderous applause, and loud cheers for Xin Lone. Many spectators watching the game at home couldn't help but applaud.

This battle is the most exciting battle since the start of the Star Cup!

At this time, Qiao Jing returned to the ring, at this time the battle was over, the virtual world restored the physical strength consumed by the two of them to the same as before, and all the injuries on Qiao Jing's body disappeared, returning to the peak state, as if she had not been beaten.

"Congratulations, you've won." Qiao Jing came over very gracefully to shake hands with Xin Lone.

"Thank you, your strength is not bad, it's just bad luck to run into me." Xin Lone's expression was as calm as ever, there was not much joy in his heart, and the victory in this battle was not as difficult as it seemed to outsiders. Even if the two fight a hundred more times, Xin Lin will always be the winner.

Qiao Jing looked at Xin Lin seriously and asked sincerely, "I really want to know how you did it, can you tell me?" ”

She came to power after the fight in search of this answer.

"It's all intuition." Xin Silent replied paradoxically.

Qiao Jing's brows furrowed, and then she let go again, her eyes lit up, and she thought that it couldn't be the battle sense of smell! She had heard about the battle sense of smell before, and it did have a magical performance, but she had never seen it, and now the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Xin Lone's ability was a super battle smell, no wonder he could always see through his disillusioned palm!

"I see." Qiao Jing thought she had got the truth, and finally solved the doubts in her heart.

Xin Lin didn't know what she understood, but she didn't want to explain, and after nodding her head, she withdrew from the virtual world.

Qiao Jing looked at the place where Xin Lin left, her eyes were glazed, and she was very depressed, worried about the prospect of her martial arts competition.

Although she lost this game and lost her all-win record, with her strength and winning rate, she can still enter the knockout stage. The rules of the knockout round are a battle to determine the winner, the winner advances, the loser is eliminated, she and Xin Lin are both players in the first group, and the two are very likely to compete on the same stage again in the knockout round.

In other strong opponents, Qiao Jing is not afraid at all, but Xin Lian's sense of smell in battle is simply her nemesis, and the next time she fights, more than ninety percent of them will still lose.

It's a bit embarrassing.

Qiao Jing's father is a small shareholder of an energy group, although he is not a world-famous rich man, but he has let his daughter live a life of a rich lady since she was a child. Qiao Jing joined her father's company after graduating from college, and within a few months, she accidentally sensed vacuum energy and became a Force Warrior.

Her cultivation talent is only average, and she has spent a lot of money with her father's funding, and she is still a line behind a high-level samurai at the age of nine Chinese New Year's Eve today, but fortunately, her martial arts talent is good, and she is proficient in two martial arts, but it is not enough to participate in the draft of the Star Wars League.

This time the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce held the Star Cup Martial Arts Competition, and Qiao Jing recommended herself to participate on behalf of the company.

Before going to the battle, Qiao Jing made a military order with her father that she would definitely get a good ranking in the martial arts competition, at least enter the top eight, and strive for the interests of her company. At the beginning, the competition went very smoothly, she swept more than 20 opponents in a row, winning all the way, but she didn't expect that when the selection tournament was about to end, she drew Xin Lin and lost.

Judging from this situation, if Qiao Jing is unlucky and encounters Xin Lonely, she may not even be able to enter the finals, let alone the quarterfinals, and she will not have the face to see her father when she goes back now.

Xin Xiao exited the induction cabin, and saw Lian Chengbi standing beside him, as he had done in the past ten days, and congratulated: "I know that this Qiao Jing is not your opponent." ”

"Her strength is good, she should be about the same as you, she may be a little stronger, but the gap is also very limited, the victory or defeat between you is four or six." Xin Xiao said casually.

"I can see it."

Lian Chengbi nodded, thinking to herself, her strength was comparable to Qiao Jing, but it took Xin Jing less than ten seconds to defeat her, but she fought with Qiao Jing for seven or eight minutes, which showed that Xin Jing still had reservations in the ring.

She understood Xin Lian's practice of hiding his strength, and said with a smile: "It's a pity, the audience doesn't have a good eye, and they have seen with their own eyes the demeanor of the Seven Killing Fists of the Military Dao, which is known as the 'Three Difficulties'." ”

"Hehe, it depends on whether anyone can push me to this point in the next game, I don't think there is much hope." Xin Lin shook his head, he didn't think that there was such a player in the martial arts competition, and he still had an inch of strength that was useless, when he fought with Qiao Jing just now, if he used his strength, he could defeat her with the first punch.

However, what Xin Xiao didn't know was that when he threw the first punch at Qiao Jing, in the box in the audience, the Bingyuan Martial Saint Fang Linchan, the military general Brewster, and a military general-level powerhouse were all silent, and the atmosphere was slightly embarrassing.

It wasn't until the three punches were over and Xin Lin left after the game that no one spoke in the box.

"These three punches can only be played by melting the realm, they are violent and fierce, and they are unstoppable, even I am a little shocked by this momentum, this kid is really hidden deep enough." A military general sighed and said, a twenty-five-year-old martial artist is rare in the entire Federation. If this guy's cultivation talent is also top-notch, another super genius will appear in the Federation.

"What a great martial arts talent!"

Fang Linchan also sighed and said, thinking to herself, if only she could have such a martial arts talent at the beginning.

Brewster smiled dumbly, he just said that he was not optimistic about Xin Lone's prospects, and in the next second, Xin Lone showed the Essence Martial Arts Long Fist of the Melting Realm, which was simply a slap in the face on the spot, making him unable to get off the stage. However, he didn't particularly care, and wondered if he should sell a favor to Europa's local Europa team, they were a second-division team, and they must be interested in this kind of special samurai.