In the thirteenth game of the second round, the opponent was Xinggong Ningxia, a master of the mind realm.

In the fifteenth game of the second round, Bai Wuwu played against Jing Xiu, a master of the mind realm of Suihan Temple.

He turned his head to look over, that Zhu Yanqing played the eighth game against Liu Fengjun of the Liu family's mind realm, the little monk Huineng played the seventh game against the scattered cultivation of the mind and Hua Weiyang, and the legendary Great Xia Dynasty Wang Qi fought against his own holy son Mo Han in the fourth game.

After entering the second round, in addition to the two who were extremely lucky, even Guan Mingyu had heard of the "Five Hidden Dragons" encountered the true mind. After eliminating thirty-two supernatural powers in the first round, no one can avoid them.

This is the real tough battle, testing whether the "Five Hidden Dragons" are real hidden dragons, or the silver wax gun head that is not used.

"So, how much is the difference between me and a cultivator of the Mind Realm?" Guan Mingyu looked at his system panel:

Name: Guan Mingyu

Occupation: Disciple of the true transmission of the Ichthyosaurus

Exercises: Zixiao Cave True Degree Erde Dao Sutra

Combat skills: Little Beidou Descending Knife, Great Light Fist, Arbitrary Chao Yougong, Battlefield Autumn Point Soldier, Spring Flower and Autumn Moon Knife, National Arts...

Level: Peak of Refining Skills (Divine Power Double), Qi and Blood Golden Pill

Attributes: 507.2 (the average number of ordinary and robust ordinary humans in previous lives is obtained by the standard synthesis of all attributes)

Special Skills: Blood and Fire Sky (Light of the Heart), Path of Sincerity, Seven Divine Runes

Overall Evaluation: Weak mind

For the two of them, there are many advantages of the cultivators of the mind realm, the real thoughts and the Dharma are executed, the true qi is strong, the exercises are self-contained, and the light of the mind is added. As for the rest, the other party will not lack fourth-order spirit weapons, and the Dragon Bo's knife will not take advantage of it.

The others, whether they are Bai Wuwu, Zhu Yanqing, Wang Qi or Huineng, are probably facing a similar situation to themselves, and they have little advantage. Only in the field of casual cultivation Hua Weiyang, Huineng may get a little cheap in the exercises. The "Ten Thousand Trees Changchun Sutra" of the Rotten Ke Temple is a well-known celestial and human exercise, even if it is only a fragment, it is not comparable to the scattered cultivation method. And the other descendants of the family and the holy sons of the sect may all have the exercises of the heavenly and human levels.

The other possibility is Guan Mingyu himself and Wang Qi, Guan Mingyu practiced the "Zixiao Cave Zhendu Erde Dao True Sutra" in the Eleventh Classics of the Immortal Gu, and Wang Qi practiced the "Void Sutra" in the Three Holy Books.

For Guan Mingyu, the biggest advantage is that his body is stronger than his mind, and he still has the realm of half-step knowing his fate "the cicada feels before the autumn wind moves". Then there is the magic power of the cultivation of combat skills, two supreme magic powers, the Great Bright Fist and the Wanton Chaoyou Gong, and a great magic power, the Little Beidou Incarnation Knife, if it bursts out with all its strength, the chance to win is not impossible.

But that would be too costly, and it can be said that in addition to the hole cards of the system, he has no back-up. And the two supreme supernatural powers were exposed, and I don't know if I live tomorrow or not.

Bai Wuwu's expression was solemn, and Guan Mingyu was not far behind. Guan Mingyu looked at the past carefully, and the other people were similar. Under the gaze handover, everyone had a general expression. Each of the five hidden dragons is a true pride of the heavens, and it is expected to be a genius who will compete for the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to compete for the battle viewing ceremony, and no one is willing to fall behind.

This is the first time Guan Mingyu has seen Wang Qi, he is eighteen or nineteen years old, but his young face looks very square, his skin is bronzed yellow, he has a bun more than a foot long, and his face is solemn and solemn. His every action seems to have turned into instinct, and his every move exudes the artistic conception of "if you don't break Loulan, you won't return it".

"He is the closest person to the heart among us, and I am afraid that within half a year, he will really step into the heart. "Wang Qi's artistic conception has even reached the state of integrating into his body all the time, with his talent, the supernatural runes, the light of the mind, and the level of true qi, it will not be a problem. Just waiting for the soul to be refined can truly transcend the mundane and become the supreme master of the state of mind.

Several people glanced at each other, and suddenly felt that Wang Qi's state had changed, from the kind of famous general who won thousands of miles to a kind of tragic hero. Everyone felt this change, which also meant that Wang Qi wanted to show his real strength to meet Mo Han, the Holy Son of the Fish Dragon Dao.

Several people suddenly laughed, nodded to each other, and sat down.

Under the momentum of Wang Qi, the first member of the younger generation of the Great Xia royal family, and the proud son of heaven who went to the battlefield at the age of thirteen, and was not afraid of tigers, several people made up their minds to fight with their hearts.

Guan Mingyu thought of Wang Qi's figure of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, thinking of Bai Wuwu's straightforward language, thinking of Zhu Yanqing's knowledge and etiquette in the painting boat on the river, and thinking of Ren Xia who didn't even pay attention to the way of the little monk Huineng. Compared with his own cautiousness and concealment everywhere, years of practice have sharpened his edge.

What kind of sorrow is it that each of them has his own pride, his own openness, and yet he is oppressed by the big secret and cannot be released?

This is not how he meant to be. He smiled suddenly, and his true qi became lively and fresh, this is the third level of supernatural powers, the spiritual aperture realm. Every trick, every wisp of true qi, is a beating spirit, smart and vivid.

As if sensing his changes, several other geniuses and nineteen Fortune Masters all looked at him and smiled.

The principal elder of the Fish Dragon Dao couldn't help but nodded. Only when you preliminarily let go of your heart barrier can you truly release yourself. Victory and defeat seem insignificant in the face of self-knowledge.

On the second day, the first three rounds were naturally won by the two Xinnian and that Senior Sister Meng Qing. Soon came to the fourth round, Wang Qi fought Mo Han. With the announcement of the celebrity, Mo Han turned around and floated onto the stage.

Wang Qi turned his head, glanced at a few people expressionlessly, and then picked up the spear. With each step, his momentum became even more impressive. He walked slowly step by step like an old woman before he walked to the stage.

Mo Han was much more casual than him, although Wang Qi and several others were known as the Five Hidden Dragons, he was still a cultivator of the Divine Power Realm after all. In the case of his own thoughts and dharmas, and his true qi cultivation is stronger than his, there is no need to be afraid at all. He smiled and said: "Your Royal Highness the King of the County, this senior brother is rude, and he will win it for his brother." ”

Wang Qi grabbed the spear: "Just fight as much as you want." With that, he closed his eyes and breathed.

At this time, after Si Li said "start", Wang Qi's body seemed to instantly merge with the spear, turning into a swimming dragon, and even the air made a dragon-like sound, and he arrived in front of Mo Han in an instant.

Mo Han's face changed, Wang Qi's attack was too fast, he was too casual, and he lost the lead. But he is also a genius saint, he has been practicing for many years in the world, and as soon as his mind turns, the sword light has not entered the spear dragon.

His face changed again, and at the moment when the two clashed, he felt the explosive power of the dragon that Wang Qi's spear turned into, and even his fourth-order true qi cultivation couldn't suppress it, even if he was blessed with divine powers, he was almost knocked away. He stabilized his body a little, set up his swordsmanship, and Wang Qi's attack had already arrived.

He consciously grasped Wang Qi's level, and finally became handy. Each shot of Wang Qi's spear was like a divine dragon, and even the air was rubbed to make a dragon-like sound, and the move was like an antelope hanging its horns, but it couldn't break through Mo Han's swordsmanship defense.

Wang Qi's cultivation of the "Dragon Spear" is condensed on the battlefield, and every move and style contains the artistic conception that Wang Qi condensed on the battlefield, but Mo Han is a fourth-order cultivator, and the artistic conception is integrated into himself, which is not slightly worse than Wang Qi. His sword shadow is like a shocking hong, obviously taking the path of Lin Jianlong's "shocking sword", and even the runes have the effect of blurring and accelerating, after condensing on the sword, it is so fast that it is almost impossible to see the shadow, blocking Wang Qi's successive major killing moves.

Wang Qi's expression remained unchanged, but his true qi was insufficient, and it was impossible for him to fight Mo Han hard. Seeing that his gun was about to lose its edge, his heart moved, and a light in the sea of consciousness merged into his body like a gun shadow.

He was not in a hurry, the spear was like a swimming dragon, drawing a ray of light that could distract people's vision, and pointed at the sword that Mo Han was lying in front of him. One of the killer moves of the dragon spear kill, the Silver Snake Dance.

As soon as Mo Han's sword came into contact with Wang Qi's gun, he couldn't help but change his complexion, and the elegant and condensed shadow of the spear flickered with a light that blurred his vision, and he only had time to change his face before he felt that the spear was like a silver snake, and the strange power exploded on his sword, almost making him unable to hold the sword.

"This is the light of the mind, he actually awakened the light of the mind!" Mo Han couldn't suppress it anymore and burst out with the light of his mind. The supernatural runes on the sword body condensed around, slowing down Wang Qi's speed. Wang Qi was affected by this, and his speed finally slowed down, which also made Mo Han see the reality of the spear clearly.

Mo Han was overjoyed in his heart, as long as he caught the trajectory of the tip of the spear and dragged it until Wang Qi's outbreak ended, he would be the one who won. His swordsmanship improved again, faster and more ethereal, with a hint of bright white silver lightning, and his moves were just right to block Wang Qi's attack route.

After a few moves, he finally stabilized his gaze, and noticed that Wang Qi's speed had declined slightly, and he was overjoyed. The light of thought erupted in the Divine Power Realm, and it really couldn't last, he was disrupted and attacked twice, and he was entangled with a Divine Power for so long, it was simply a dull face. This fits, and finally it's your turn to fight back. With his own strength, he directly crushed Wang Qi, who couldn't break out.

As soon as his mind moved, his swordsmanship changed, and even the air was rubbed by his extremely fast swordsmanship with a muffled thunderous sound, and he was about to pierce into the gap in Wang Qi's marksmanship. This time, he burst out with the greatest strength and wanted to gain the upper hand in an all-round way.

Wang Qi's face was solemn, he suppressed the tip of his spear and slowly handed it out.

Mo Han was about to stab Wang Qi's marksmanship, but an extremely dangerous gun intent seemed to pierce him. In his sea of consciousness, not far in front of him, a spear tip appeared, slowly but surely striking at him.

His face changed sharply, and his long sword was retracted, only to find that it was as slow as a turtle. He couldn't keep his hand any longer, his true qi was running wildly, and the supernatural runes in the sea of consciousness exploded violently, but Wang Qi's gun seemed to be unaffected, and it stabbed firmly into his throat.

This is Wang Qi's real killing move, the supreme supernatural power on the Void Sutra, the marksmanship that even the Void can't stop, the Boundary-Breaking Gun.