Similar to the two masters and apprentices of Amaterasufu, among the representatives of other sects, some people also noticed Bian Qing's existence. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This boy is kind of funny!"

The representative of the Tianyuan Dao Sect is an old man and a young man. The old man was already in the Yuanwu Emperor Realm, and the young man standing beside him was only a high-ranking member of the Yuanwu King Realm. The old man glanced at the audience, and was suddenly extremely interested in Bian Qing's constantly improving martial arts skills, and even couldn't help but praise the young man beside him.

"Elder Xiao has always been as eye-catching as a torch, if you say yes, then it must be good, we-"

Following the guidance of the old man, the young man stared intently at the tall young man in the shabby green robe and his fists flying in the ring, and suddenly stopped talking, frowning and thinking hard.

"Why is this young man a little familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere, where could it be?!"

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On top of the ring, Bian Qing has devoted himself to the competition, and there is only one pillar of incense in each game, and he doesn't want to waste any of it. He didn't have time to pay attention to whether the representatives of the big forces had noticed him.

To be able to advance to the elite list disciple, every disciple of Fengming Academy has merits, these people's martial arts skills are strange, it is the best time for him to hone his martial arts moves, how can Bian Qing let it go.

Some of the other disciples have seen his Thunder Killing Fist, and they have not yet started the war, and they have secretly felt weak, but they can only hold on to the time and accompany him to hone their martial arts;

Dozens of martial arts battles have passed, and Bian Qing is no longer the original trick of using me to engage the enemy, but when it is strong, it is weak, when it is weak, when it is soft, and when it is strong, it is strong, and when it is strong, it has entered the realm of freewheeling control.

Once covered by Bian Qing's boxing technique, the opponent against him has to desperately use his means, otherwise, there is always a feeling of being killed by Bian Qing instantly, and this feeling of fear forces every opponent to use all his strength, and no one dares to relax.

"Bian Qing, don't you think that you can do whatever you want because you are strong in martial arts and strong in flesh?!"

Finally, a top 100 disciple came to Bian Qing, for Bian Qing is like playing with the opponent's way of competition, this disciple can naturally see some clues, as soon as he came on the field, he reprimanded, but in his tone, he was also quite jealous.

"Martial arts competition, complementing each other's short and long, isn't it the purpose of my generation's stage competition?!"

Bian Qing smiled slightly, and couldn't help but take a serious look at this top 100 disciple.

The disciple opposite has a dark complexion, a body as strong as an ox, and a pair of copper bell big eyes, which can only be compared to the Yi Zhi Elder of the Outer Courtyard, but fortunately, his head is huge, and these eyes are in the right proportion on his face.

This top ten elite disciple of the Shuiyun Branch, holding a broadsword, his face was full of anger, and he was obviously extremely dissatisfied with Bian Qing's style of delaying time and bullying the weak.

"Senior Brother Lei Zhen, I have long heard that Your Excellency's Wind and Thunder Sword Technique is extraordinary, please give me advice!" "In every competition, the referee will call out the names of both sides, and Bian Qing naturally knows the name of this reckless man.

"Hehe, you also know the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique, you also have the Thunder Fist that day a few days ago, can you also show me it?!"

Hearing that Bian Qing knew his most proud martial art, this Lei Zhen actually forgot the original intention of theorizing with Bian Qing, Bian Qing smiled secretly in his heart, and also saw that this Lei Zhen was a martial arts idiot.

Under the referee's signal, the two fists and swords intersected, fighting together, Bian Qing's empty punch has been extremely proficient, with a punch in his hand, he can combine the strength of the demon body and the strength of the vitality into one, and the strength of each punch has exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

Lei Zhen is also born with divine power, especially his broadsword, the sword style is mixed with the meaning of wind and thunder, the further back, the more the sound of wind and thunder becomes, and the ordinary Yuan Wujun realm can't stand at all under the disturbance of the wind and thunder.

Bian Qing's air-breaking fist only has four types of boxing, although there are only four styles of boxing, but it can also do whatever you want in terms of moves, with endless changes, and the power of this broadsword is resisted, and it is not inferior.

"Haha, today's battle is so happy, Bian Qing, you are really powerful, my old thunder doesn't seem to be able to beat you, you take my last wind and thunder fury, if you can still be unscathed, I Lei Zhen will admit defeat on the spot!"

Lei Zhen was Bian Qing's miniature version of the Thunder Killing Fist, and he had already burned a few scars on his body, but he didn't realize it, but he became more and more brave and asked Bian Qing for the final blow.

As soon as Lei Zhen's voice fell, the broadsword suddenly came out of his hand, and in mid-air, it turned into a violent wind and lightning, and the violent wind and lightning converged into a giant sword ten zhang long, and in the sound of wind and thunder, it slashed down towards Bian Qing.

Of course, Bian Qing will not take it lightly, he struck out a fist shadow with his left hand, this fist shadow turned into a fist the size of a zhang, as if it had broken through the space, since the giant sword had hit Lei Zhen's body before it came, but his right fist cast a thunder killing fist, and resisted the giant sword with ninety percent fist intent.

With an earth-shattering loud bang, half of Bian Qing's body was black, as if it had been roasted by smoke and fire, but Lei Zhen left his broadsword and flipped out with a thud, almost falling out of the ring.

"Bian Qing, you keep your hand, Lei Zhen can't beat you, I admit defeat, I want me to practice with you, I'm not so stupid!"

Lei Zhen laughed, turned over, picked up the broadsword that fell in the ring, and didn't wait for the referee to announce the result, jumped directly out of the ring and ran to another ring.

Bian Qing won, scoring one more point, for a total of 26 points. ”

The referee remained faithful to his duties and carefully announced the results of the competition.

Lei Zhen's sudden departure made Bian Qing also understand a truth, he only thought about improving his skills, but he didn't really respect his opponent, for him, the opponent who could have won casually, but he had to fight with the other party to the last moment, it was not respect for others at all, but an insult.

The appearance of Lei Zhen originally wanted to be angry for those people, but because of his lack of strength, he had to go, Bian Qing figured this out, and decided in his heart that in the next competition, if the difference in strength is large, he will end the battle as soon as possible, saving the other party too much embarrassment.

When he came to the next ring, his opponent was a beautiful girl from the Xuanming Branch, and the two had just bowed their hands, and before they could start the game, a figure suddenly volleyed in the air and stopped in front of the girl.

"Elder Qiu, this kid is grinding and delaying the time of the whole group, I want to teach him a lesson first, how about this one let me compare first?!"

The person who spoke was a tall and mighty young man, and judging by his cultivation, he had actually reached the initial level of the Yuanwu King Realm.

"Young Master Qiu, as long as the two people in the ring have no opinions, according to the rules of the group wheel battle, the order can be changed!"

The referee's attitude towards the teenager was extremely respectful, and the final decision on the rules from his mouth was in the hands of the two who were going to compete.

"Senior Sister Situ, let Senior Brother Qiu compete this first, are you willing!"

Since this young master Qiu stood in the ring, the beautiful girl's big eyes have never left his body, and when he heard the young man ask himself, he immediately blushed and nodded slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Qiu Zicong, I can play against you in advance, Bian Qing can't ask for it!"

Qiu Zicong looked at the beautiful girl and nodded in agreement, and just looked at the place where Bian Qing was standing, Bian Qing had already bowed and agreed.

The cultivation of that beautiful girl is mediocre, and she is not Bian Qing's enemy at all, and the Qiu Zicong of the Yuanwu King Realm in front of him is the opponent he is most eager to meet, and he can meet him in advance, of course Bian Qing can't ask for it.

"Bian Qing, no matter what the reason, you deliberately delayed the game time, which affected the rotation rhythm of our entire group, I have to teach you a good lesson today, let's shoot!"

While the beautiful girl flew off the ring, Qiu Zicong proudly folded his hands behind his back and squinted at Bian Qing with great contempt.

Bian Qing was furious, he originally hated these high-flying young masters, this Qiu Zicong's name is one word different from Qiu Zifeng, who injured Qiu Jing, it is not a brother, because he was still a little measured when he first entered the ring, and the little good impression Bian Qing had for him was not left at all at this moment.

"What about the Yuanwu King Realm?Is this the capital that you underestimate the people of the world?!"

Bian Qing smiled coldly, swung his fist and hit directly, and he used ten percent of his strength.

Qiu Zicong frowned, his body only shook slightly, and then he was out of Bian Qing's attack range, stretched out a finger with his left hand, and flicked it hard at Bian Qing's fist, and a huge force like a mountain had already come from Bian Qing's fist, making Bian Qing couldn't help but take a step back.

"Under my Qiankun fingers, you are the first elite disciple who has not fallen, which is not bad!"

Qiu Zicong put away his contempt and praised him arrogantly.

Although Bian Qing took a step back, he was not injured by Qiu Zicong. Since participating in the big competition, this is the only opponent who has made him feel a little pressure, and this pressure is the pressure on the realm gap.

Yuanwu Jun Realm and Yuanwu King Realm, one is the peak of the day after tomorrow, and the other is the innate entry. The boundary between these two realms is so huge, because the Yuanwu King Realm has a trace of heaven and earth power, and even if the Yuanwu King Realm has stepped into the half-step Yuanwu King Realm, it is still the level of acquired power, how can it compete with the innate power?!

"Qiankun Finger! It's a good martial art, try it with me again!"

Bian Qing roared angrily and swung his fist forward, this time, he fused the four fists of the Void Breaking Fist into one place, a pair of pitch-black fists the size of a small mountain, as if they were about to shatter the space, and smashed towards Qiu Zicong.

"Huh?!"

Qiu Zicong's face changed again, this time he didn't dare to hold it up, his body hung in the air, and the fingers of both hands popped out again and again, forming a halo of finger light and shadow in front of him.

This aura was like a giant shield of light and shadow, blocking Bian Qing's extremely powerful punch from his body, and he could no longer take a step forward. (To be continued.) )