Qin Tianjian Division's face changed, and with a wave of his hand, Mo Han found himself at the starting point.

The Boundary-Breaking Spear, which is said to have been cultivated to the extreme, can penetrate the entire world with one shot. Of course, at that time, the legendary martial arts were only capable of the power that only the heavens would have. But Wang Qi used it, and it was not something that a mere Mo Han who had just entered his mind could resist.

Qin Tian Jian Si looked at the rest of the Grandmasters: "Everyone, Wang Qi has won. ”

Wang Qi held the spear, the pain in his expression could not be suppressed, a solemn face was almost distorted, and he breathed heavily. The face of a grandmaster of the Great Xia Dynasty changed, and he grabbed Wang Qi suddenly, and crossed his true qi into Wang Qi's body.

After a long time, Wang Qi came well, his face turned pale, and he smiled at the grandmaster: "Uncle Qin, thank you." ”

The Knowing Sect Master surnamed Qin sighed: "It's just martial arts, why do you have to work so hard?"

Wang Qi laughed, his voice mixed with coughing: "Ahem...... It's just a matter of getting started...... I felt that I had a chance, so I fought hard...... Besides, it's just that the true qi is exhausted, and it will be relieved after seven days. ”

The Grandmaster surnamed Qin shook his head: "Forget it, it's up to you, but you can't fight like this in the next game." ”

Wang Qi's laughter was more relaxed: "Once you know yourself, what will you fight for the next game? It doesn't matter if you win or lose." He slowly stood up, and with the support of the Grandmaster surnamed Qin, he walked towards the stands.

The Sect Master surnamed Qin smiled as he walked: "If it's not important, why are you doing so desperately?"

Wang Qi grinned and stopped talking.

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Mo Han lowered his head and grimaced, and slowly walked to the stands of Yulong Road.

He was the first mind realm to be defeated by the Divine Ability Realm in the Elite Realm, which was not only a laughing stock for him, but also gave him the illusion that "he is the real genius".

The moment Wang Qi's Boundary-Breaking Spear stabbed into his throat, he really had a feeling of suffocation, the kind of aura that couldn't escape no matter what he did, made him so close to death for the first time. Fortunately, in the martial arts, there was the presence of the great master of the half-step Yuan Shen, Qin Tianjian Division, so that he was able to escape with his life.

He slowly lowered his head and saluted the elder of the Yulong Dao Sacrifice Wine Table: "Elder, the disciple has failed the expectations of the people, and I ask the elder to punish him." ”

Elder Yuan laughed: "Senior Nephew Mo, you still haven't found out why you lost at the hands of Wang Qi. ”

Mo Han was stunned: "I can't stop his boundary-breaking spear." ”

Elder Yuan shook his head: "You didn't lose to him, you lost to yourself. ”

Mo Han froze in place, not knowing how to answer.

Elder Yuan sighed and said, "Senior Nephew Mo, something is wrong with your mentality. From the very beginning, you cared too much and indulged too much. Caring about winning or losing, so you didn't find out that Wang Qi was not out of strength but gathering momentum in the last urgency, and indulged yourself, so you were not really ready to fight at the beginning, resulting in Wang Qi being suppressed twice in a row after Wang Qi's outburst. If you are ready at the beginning, then he will not even have a chance to break out, he will only be pressed by you step by step, and finally admit defeat after the true qi is exhausted. ”

"You don't have to apologize to me, you don't have to apologize to the sect, you need to think about it yourself. ”

He waved his hand: "Okay, let's keep reading." ”

Mo Han nodded suspiciously, sat quietly next to him, and continued to look.

The next two battles were even more suspenseful, and the two cultivators of the Mind Realm won the victory. And the first day of the second round of martial arts also came to an end.

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In the first game of the second day, Hui Neng of the Rotten Ke Temple fought and scattered the cultivation of the heart and thought of the flowers.

With the precedent of Wang Qi's victory over Mo Han on the first day, this battle between Huineng and Hua Weiyang is generally regarded as a relatively evenly matched battle today. Hua Weiyang is a disciple of a scattered cultivation and destiny master, whether it is exercises or supernatural powers, he is not as good as the real great sect descendant, and his strength is definitely not as good as Mo Han. Huineng and Wang Qi are tied for the five hidden dragons, and I am afraid that the victory or defeat of the battle between the two is not easy to say.

After the celebrant made the announcement, custom stepped aside.

The little monk Huineng held a Zen staff in his hand and walked on the stage as devout as an ascetic.

Hua Weiyang is as his name suggests, handsome and handsome, and even believes that he is a woman dressed as a man. He was wearing a white gown, his blue hair tied back at the back of his head, two buns hanging down from his ears, and his skin was fair and ruddy. His every move is as delicate as a flower.

He smiled at Hui Neng: "Little Master Hui Neng, there are many people who are optimistic about you in this scene." ”

Huineng had a very good-looking round face, red lips and white teeth, he raised his hand and saluted: "I can't compare to the Wang donor, and you won't be as careless as the Mo donor." ”

Hua Weiyang shook his head and said a few more words, and after the priest shouted, the two of them gathered their breath.

Hua Weiyang's weapon is a yellowish iron fracture fan. Hua Weiyang, as a senior brother and a master of mind, is naturally not good at making the first move. As soon as he took it out, he saw a wave of Huineng Zen staff and attacked him.

With a wave of Huineng Zen staff, it was like a real Zen coming, and Hua Weiyang instantly had an illusion that he seemed to be expecting a calm practice, rather than competing with Huineng here. He understood that this was his own delusion, and as soon as his mind moved, he drove away this trace of artistic conception.

Under the powerful power of Huineng, the Zen staff is like the "watchman arhat" recorded in the Buddhist scriptures, containing the artistic conception of upholding the Dharma, and the folding fan of Hua Weiyang is clashed together.

Hua Weiyang grinned, although he had been prepared for Mo Han's matter, but after Huineng broke out, he felt what power was. Hui Neng's cultivation of the Divine Power Realm with powerful exercises can make his folding fan almost full force return.

He simply stopped leaving his hand, the folding fan changed, the power was transmitted from the handle of the fan to the tip of the fan, and the supernatural runes were inscribed on it, becoming lighter and more spiritual. Huineng's Zen wand rose again, glowing with golden light, and then used the magic wand method to continuously fight with Hua Weiyang's folding fan.

The magic wand method is one of the great supernatural powers in charge of the Rotten Ke Temple, and the moves are sharp but not square, and the power is infinite and swift. After practicing to the Yuan Shen, he is even more integrated into the Yuan Shen, and under a stick, it is not a problem to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

Huineng's outburst was driven by the true qi of the "Wanmu Changchun Sutra" to drive the "Wand Lowering Method", and under the promotion of the heavenly and human level exercises, he forcibly blocked the folding fan of Hua Weiyang, who had been prepared.

Hua Weiyang was unmoved, did not hesitate for the stalemate of the battle, as long as it dragged on, he didn't believe that the little monk Huineng dragged himself. He is not in a hurry, a folding fan is varied, with a small broad, every move can just block the little monk's offensive.

Huineng was very anxious, although his exercises were of high quality, his true qi was not as strong as Hua Weiyang after all. Even if his cultivation was not good and his weapons were not dominant, the two were completely in a stalemate. The tiger and tiger that runs by himself and moves the fierce wand method seems to have fallen into the fishing net of Hua Weiyang's folding fan, which cannot be broken but is not easy to return. Because once it is returned, there is a danger of falling into the fishing net.

Hua Weiyang has a folding fan, which can be called a fascination, and the moves are elegant, pointing to the weakness of Huineng.

Huineng didn't spare his hand anymore, the light of his mind exploded, and the power was even more extraordinary, even the air was whistling under one move, and the Zen staff was like a falling meteor, making a piercing sound.

This is the sound of the wand lowering method, which is emitted by the vibration of the Zen wand, which can disturb people's minds.

Hua Weiyang folded the fan and danced, fanning the folding fan violently, and under his strong strength, in an instant, a condensed wind galloped towards the little monk Huineng, and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Huineng returned the staff to block this blow, Hua Weiyang had already attacked again, the fan method was exquisite, and the sight of the little monk Huineng was a fluttering fan shadow. He suddenly spat out a sound "Zha", and a mysterious and magical vibration was transmitted, and the fan shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a real trajectory.

The magic power of the Rotten Ke Temple is to set the wisdom of the sound, and it can set the wisdom in the middle and destroy all evils. Although it is not as good as the Langhuan Tianyin of Confucianism, nor is it as good as the Tianlong Bayin of Buddhism, it is enough to deal with Hua Weiyang's illusory fantasy.

After a practitioner steps into the mind, it is possible to merge the artistic conception with the true qi and form an illusion. It's a pity that Daxia Yingcai's mind has only broken through for a short time, and even if it is used, it is easy to be broken. There are several people who have not been able to form illusions so far, and Mo Han is one of them.

Seeing this, Hua Weiyang broke out again, and a gorgeous rune was blessed on the iron fracture fan, and the brilliant turn, Huang Huineng couldn't open his eyes. Huineng's heart moved, and his eyes instantly became hollow and dignified, using the magic of Buddhism. In an instant, the rest of the colors disappeared, leaving only the shape of a folding fan. His staff technique changed again, and after a few moves, he had stabilized his position again.

This is the benefit of the big sect, there are many strange and profound magical powers, even if the kung fu is not as good as Hua Weiyang, he will not fall behind, and he will quickly stabilize the position, and even occasionally counterattack because of the exquisite staff technique.

Hua Weiyang scolded a few times, but he didn't have time to be distracted, so he had to continue to fight. Finally, Hua Weiyang couldn't hold his breath anymore, and the nine supernatural runes were linked into a magical rune in the sea of consciousness, and under the resonance of the entanglement with the aura, his speed and strength increased again. As soon as the folding fan moved, it had already appeared in front of Huineng.

This is the power of the fusion of the nine supernatural runes, and all the abilities are blessed on the body, so that Hua Weiyang's folding fan finally broke through Huineng's defensive circle for the first time, and victory is just around the corner.

Hui Neng seemed to be unaware, and nine runes were condensed in his mind at the same time, fused into one according to an even more magical formation, and the bonus was not even worse than Hua Weiyang, who had already thought about it. Seeing Hua Weiyang's folding fan coming, he sighed secretly, and the sea of consciousness formed a treasure vase seal, and the Zen staff turned into a phantom at the moment when Hua Weiyang's folding fan appeared in front of him, and the ring shook rapidly like a million copper bells shook and fell on Hua Weiyang's head. He made a seal on his right hand and printed it on Hua Weiyang's folding fan.

Sensing Huineng's changes, Hua Weiyang sneered in his heart, he was one step faster than Huineng, and this step was the difference between victory and defeat. Huineng's seal can't stop his folding fan. After a slight pause, his folding fan stepped forward again, and fell on Huineng first.

Huineng's face was sad and joyless, but his skin was glowing with white and gold, and Hua Weiyang's folding fan seemed to hit on real gold, like a Hong Zhong. He secretly screamed that it was not good, and the person had already returned to the starting point.