Seeing Jiang Qingshan knock the monk who challenged him out of the ring with one punch, the disciples of the Heaven Swallowing Gate immediately let out a violent cheer, and at this time, Jiang Qingshan did not show a look of pride and complacency, but carefully recalled the situation he had just faced the enemy, and took out a spirit stone and sat cross-legged in the ring, striving to restore the spiritual power in his body to its peak before the next challenger took the stage.

Seeing Jiang Qingshan sitting cross-legged and using the spirit stone to restore the spiritual power in his body, a relieved smile appeared on Wu Hanqi's face, and he said to himself happily: "Don't be arrogant or impatient! ”

Just when Jiang Qingshan hurried to recover the spiritual power in his body, the other nine Heaven Swallowing Gate disciples in the ring all successfully knocked their opponents out of the ring, causing a burst of cheers from the disciples of the Heaven Swallowing Gate, and at this time, a young disciple jumped into Jiang Qingshan's ring.

"In the Xiashui Cloud Gate disciple Zhang Songnian, the eight-rank spirit master stage, I have come to ask for advice! But I am not a person who takes advantage of people's danger, you can recover to the heyday, let's fight again!" A middle-aged man stepped into the ring, looked at Jiang Qingshan sitting cross-legged with a calm and calm face, clasped his hands into fists, and challenged Jiang Qingshan.

When Jiang Qingshan used the spirit stone to restore the spiritual power in his body, he kept recalling the battle scene just now, which made him discover many of his own shortcomings, and he was eager to ask someone to challenge him on stage, so that he could take the opportunity of the challenge to confirm his judgment, and now seeing someone on stage to challenge him, it naturally made Jiang Qingshan's heart secretly happy.

Seeing the middle-aged man standing in front of him, the corners of Jiang Qingshan's mouth lifted a faint arc, and there was a little excitement flashing in his eyes. Put the spirit stone in his hand into the storage bag, and replied politely: "Swallowing Heaven Gate Jiang Qingshan." Accept your challenge, and the kindness of your friends is understood. We can get started. ”

The reason why Zhang Songnian challenged Jiang Qingshan was mainly because he saw that Jiang Qingshan would defeat his opponent, relying on the cheapness of his fists and pace, he was very confident in his swordsmanship, and believed that he would definitely be able to defeat Jiang Qingshan, and it was precisely for this reason that he would go to the ring to challenge Jiang Qingshan.

"Since that's the case, then I'll ask for advice below!" Zhang Songnian saw Jiang Qingshan accept his challenge and arrogantly did not use weapons. Instinctively thought that Jiang Qingshan's most powerful thing was his fist, at this time, he secretly rejoiced in his heart, subconsciously slapped his storage bag, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and his foot stepped out and attacked Jiang Qingshan.

Seeing the long sword in Zhang Songnian's hand, it was like a golden plum blossom, with a terrifying aura, enveloping him from all directions. Jiang Qingshan's eyes showed coldness, his body shook, and a majestic spiritual power rushed in his body, gushing out with his fists. Stepping on the "Cloud Climbing Steps" with both hands, the spiritual power in the body turned into fists glowing with golden light with the dancing of the two fists. Towards the opponent's sword.

Jiang Qingshan practiced a ground-level eight-grade boxing technique, called "Youlong Fuzhang Fist", which is a set of high-level spiritual skills that are also palms and fists. It can allow the cultivator to flexibly and skillfully deal with the enemy according to the actual situation when facing the enemy. In order to achieve the goal of surprising victory.

Seeing Jiang Qingshan facing the long sword that he stabbed at him, instead of dodging, he swung his fist at him, a sneer appeared on Zhang Songnian's face, and he mocked uncontrollably: "What an arrogant little guy, today Lao Tzu will let you take a good look, is it your fist that is hard, or is my flying rainbow sword sharp?"

In the face of Zhang Songnian's ridicule, Jiang Qingshan didn't pay attention to it at all, when he saw Zhang Songnian's long sword dancing a sword flower, stabbing towards him, his eyes were condensed, and when the fierce attack came, his body moved, like a dragon shuttling between the sword shadows, as if it was like a phantom, suddenly disappearing in front of Zhang Songnian.

Zhang Songnian, who was attacking, felt the figure in front of him flicker, which made Zhang Songnian, who thought he was about to stab Jiang Qingshan with a sword, his eyes lit up, and he secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and he instinctively closed his sword to resist, but he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Jiang Qingshan could have done this blow just now, and directly put Zhang Songnian out of the ring in seconds, but he didn't do it, from the moment he hit Zhang Songnian, Jiang Qingshan did not regard Zhang Songnian as an opponent, but his sparring partner to gain actual combat experience, he looked at Zhang Songnian's face full of shock, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and he said in a mocking tone: "This Daoist brother! Do you say that your long sword is sharp, or is it my fist that is fast?"

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his wrist, the scene in front of him obviously made Zhang Songnian feel unexpected, but before he could digest the scene in front of him, Jiang Qingshan's words were like a slap in his face, making him feel extremely humiliated and angry at the same time.

At this moment, Zhang Songnian's face became very gloomy, like a wounded jackal staring at Jiang Qingshan fiercely, and said in a cold tone: "Little guy! Lao Tzu accidentally touched your Tao just now, don't think about being as lucky as before from now on." ”

"In that case, let's come back and see if you are really careless?" Facing Zhang Songnian's answer, Jiang Qingshan's eyes flashed a playful look, and then Zhang Songnian's words mocked him, and then his palms danced, and the whole person was like a fierce tiger that pounced on it, killing Zhang Songnian.

Almost in an instant, Jiang Qingshan slapped three palms in a row, the palm print was extremely fast, the first palm had not yet arrived, the second palm, and the third palm had already swept in layers, becoming violent, like a fierce beast in the sea, rushing out, making people irresistible.

Seeing Jiang Qingshan's waving palm, with an irresistible oppressive force like a sea of overwhelming water, surging towards him, Zhang Songnian didn't dare to despise Jiang Qingshan as much as before, the whole person seemed to be facing a great enemy, quickly picked up the long sword that fell in the ring, and stabbed at Jiang Qingshan with a sword.

However, Zhang Songnian was still a step slower after all, and when he stabbed Jiang Qingshan with the long sword in his hand, he felt that the strong wind in front of him swept in, and there was a sharp pain in his wrist again, and the long sword in his hand fell into the ring again.

"This fellow Daoist, why are you so careless? Although we are friendship first and competition second, but you let me do this, and it is too obvious, right?" A palm knocked the long sword in Zhang Songnian's hand away again, and a playful smile appeared on Jiang Qingshan's face, deliberately mocking Zhang Songnian.

If the first time Jiang Qingshan beat the long sword was because of Zhang Song's young enemy, then everything can no longer be done, so when Jiang Qingshan waved his palm to attack him, Zhang Songnian's palm holding the sword unconsciously used a few points, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, but he didn't expect that the long sword in his hand was knocked away by Jiang Qingshan again.

Facing Jiang Qingshan's ridicule and looking at the disciples of various factions watching the battle under the ring, Zhang Songnian felt that his face was hot, and he didn't even pick up the long sword that fell to the ground, and attacked Jiang Qingshan with his fist.

In the face of Zhang Songnian's strong attack, Jiang Qingshan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the most taboo thing for martial arts practitioners was anger, and at this time, Zhang Songnian had completely lost his mind because he had been picked up by him twice in a row, although the speed of the attack was extremely fast, but there was no order at all.

Seeing Zhang Songnian's unstructured attack, Jiang Qingshan quickly discovered the flaw in Zhang Songnian's attack, and his body moved, shuttling between Zhang Songnian's attacks like a swimming dragon, and his hands moved, and a palm slapped heavily on Zhang Songnian's chest.

"Bang!"

Zhang Songnian felt a powerful impact slapped on his chest, as if he was drawn by the giant tail of the dragon snake, the bones were broken, and then the whole person was like a kite with a broken line, leaving a bright and poignant arc in the void and flying backwards, the throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of the mouth.

"Boom!"

A sound came out, and Zhang Songnian's body fell under the ring fiercely, making the monks of all factions watching the battle couldn't help but take a breath.

From the time they saw Jiang Qingshan's first competition, almost all the monks of the sect knew that Jiang Qingshan lacked actual combat experience, although he successfully won the first competition, but he would definitely lose against Zhang Songnian, as a result, they could not have imagined that Zhang Songnian, who has rich combat experience, was constantly rubbed and abused by the other party since he came to the stage, and was finally easily knocked out of the ring by the other party, so that the disciples of all factions present had incredible expressions on their faces, and looked at Jiang Qingshan standing in the ring.

Jiang Qingshan stood in the ring with a cold face, glanced at Zhang Songnian who was lying in embarrassment under the ring, looked like a returning king, and said to Zhang Songnian in an unquestionable tone: "You lost!"

When Zhang Songnian heard Jiang Qingshan's words, he struggled to stand up, and a trace of unwillingness appeared on his pale face, like a wounded jackal staring at Jiang Qingshan fiercely, faintly with a bit of fierce anger.

At this moment, Zhang Songnian clearly knew that when he was beaten by Jiang Qingshan for the first time, the other party was completely able to knock him out of the ring in one move, but Jiang Qingshan did not do this, but instead played him as a monkey, making him lose face in front of the disciples of various factions in the Xuantian Continent, making him hate Jiang Qingshan from the bottom of his heart, and replied coldly: "Today's friendship will be remembered for the rest of my life, and sooner or later one day I will return it twice!"

Faced with Zhang Songnian's threat of pun intended, Jiang Qingshan didn't take Zhang Songnian's threat to heart at all, and replied indifferently: "I will welcome your Excellency at any time." ”

"Zhang Songjie, a disciple of Shuiyunmen, is a cultivator of the Nine Rank Spirit Master, and I have come to ask you for your Excellency's high skills. Just when Zhang Songnian was eager to re-enter the ring and dismantle Jiang Qingshan, a disciple of Shuiyunmen jumped into the ring, not giving Jiang Qingshan a chance to take a breath at all, and challenged Jiang Qingshan with a gloomy face. (To be continued......)