It was still early in the morning, and a layer of mist was shrouded in the Xiwu River, like a light veil. The early morning fog still carried a heart-deep chill, lingering around Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi was unmoved, standing outside Zhang Weiheng's manor, silently watching Zhang Weiheng slowly walk out of the manor. Zhang Weiheng noticed Xiao Qi outside the manor, and a special color flashed on his face.

At this time, it was still dark, and none of Zhang Weiheng's disciples had yet appeared, even Gu Wanyi and Luo Xiaoyu had not appeared. In the huge manor, only Xiao Qi and Zhang Weiheng, one inside and one outside, looked at each other from a distance.

More than a dozen young Wing Clansmen arrived in twos and threes, and when they passed by Xiao Qi's side, they all looked at him with a strange look, including Qi Li and Ruan Bisheng and others, when they saw Xiao Qi, they only snorted coldly and passed by. Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder, Xiao Qi didn't look back, but smelled a faint fragrance. Gu Wanyi poked her head out, looked Xiao Qi up and down, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Xiao Qi shook his head slightly, but his gaze fell on the open space in the manor. Gu Wanyi's face was inexplicable, and after walking into the manor, she looked back at Xiao Qi from time to time.

After everyone arrived, Zhang Weiheng was not in a hurry to start today's training. He stood with his hands in his hands, full of energy, and his voice came out slowly, and the whole manor could hear it: "This little brother, what should you do?"

Xiao Qi slowly walked towards the manor, and then stood in the center of the open space surrounded by everyone.

"The apprentices of the predecessors are all extraordinary, and they have come to ask for advice. Xiao Qi picked up a spear from the side, and his voice full of sarcasm was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly, "I just don't know if you are used to bullying more and less, and you don't know the rules of the ring!"

There was a commotion all around, and a few people didn't know what to do, but they were just filled with righteous indignation, spread their wings and flew out, and they were about to fall in front of Xiao Qi, but before they landed, they were swept by Xiao Qi one by one with a wave of guns, and flew out upside down.

"If I remember the name correctly......" Xiao Qi muttered in a low voice, the others didn't listen carefully, but his next words were as cold as a knife, and like lightning flashing in the night sky, the sound had disappeared in the wind, but it lingered in his ears.

"Ruan Bisheng, come to the front!" Xiao Qi pointed his spear in front of him, his eyes and tone were calm.

The young people of the Yi clan unconsciously moved their eyes to Ruan Bisheng, and they didn't know why Xiao Qi suddenly asked Ruan Bisheng to come out by name, and they couldn't help but whisper. Ruan Bisheng is Qi Li's cronies, everyone knows about it, and most people still have the impression that Qi Li and Xiao Qi had a conflict that day, so they vaguely guessed that Xiao Qi was looking for Qi Li's group of unhappy. Ruan Bisheng's skills are also among the best in this group, and some people in the crowd who are unhappy with Qi Li can't help but want to see the excitement.

Ruan Bisheng's expression was a little unnatural, and he unconsciously looked at Qi Li beside him. Qi Li's face was gloomy, he nodded slightly, and then he came out of the crowd and stood in front of Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi's face was expressionless, but his eyes glanced at Gu Wanyi who was cheering in the crowd from time to time.

The height of the Wing Clan is generally not as tall as that of humans, and Ruan Bisheng is already tall in the Wing Clan, almost a little taller than Xiao Qi.

Ruan Bisheng took the lead, wanting to fight quickly, and a simple and rude shot hit the chest. A sneer hung on the corner of Xiao Qi's mouth, he didn't dodge, he waved his gun to block, and wanted to sweep the opponent's gun to the side. However, Ruan Bisheng was just like that day, and the wings of the wind helped him quickly stop his body, and he could take advantage of the opportunity to go up with just a shot from Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi saw that he had used this trick, so naturally he would not be hit again. He had spare strength in his hand, and immediately withdrew his spear, but he bullied himself to Ruan Bisheng's vicinity, and the spear was erected. Ruan Bisheng was startled, Xiao Qi just appeared within the range of his arm wave, but he was powerless to stop the attack, so he could only try his best to slow down. In the eyes of others, it was like Ruan Bisheng slamming his arm into Xiao Qi's gun.

Ruan Bisheng felt pain in his arm, no longer hesitated, and retreated sharply with his wings spread. But Xiao Qi didn't give him a chance to breathe, brandished his spear and followed closely, attacking again and again. Ruan Bisheng reluctantly resisted Xiao Qi's attack, and finally flapped his wings and flew up, stabbing down with another shot in the air. This condescending blow, no matter how Xiao Qi dodged, the tip of the gun was always pointed at his chest, and there was almost nowhere to avoid it, and the surrounding onlookers let out a cheer, only Gu Wanyi looked angry, as if she felt that it was not fair.

Xiao Qi had no wings, so naturally he couldn't catch up with Ruan Bisheng in the air, and everyone thought that he was going to abandon the gun and surrender, but he suddenly jumped up and walked away with the spear. Even Ruan Bisheng in the air was taken aback, and the spear in his hand suddenly hesitated. His spear sank into Xiao Qi's body, and there were exclamations among the onlookers. Gu Wanyi wanted to enter the scene to rescue, but was stopped by Zhang Weiheng.

Ruan Bisheng soon discovered that the spear had only passed through the clothes under Xiao Qi's armpits, and Xiao Qi was wearing a loose robe at this time, so outsiders couldn't see it clearly for a while. When he was surprised, Xiao Qi grabbed Ruan Bisheng's spear with his left hand, and handed it out with his right hand holding the spear, but the tail of the gun was facing upward. Ruan Bisheng couldn't avoid it, and he was struck hard, and was swept around his waist by Xiao Qi's spear.

He snorted, unsteadily, let go of his left hand with the gun, and began to fall to the ground. Xiao Qi is below, so he landed first. As soon as he landed, he let go of his left hand and threw Ruan Bisheng's gun aside, while his right hand danced, and the tail of the gun smashed down from top to bottom, slamming it on Ruan Bisheng's shoulder. Ruan Bisheng's shoulder hurt, and he simply fell directly to the ground. He knew that he had already fallen behind, and at this moment, he really couldn't attack, nor did he retreat, he could only glare at Xiao Qi viciously.

Xiao Qi took three steps back, put his spear across his chest, and saluted.

The surrounding onlookers didn't know whether to cheer or not, and there was silence around, but they only heard Xiao Qi continue to shout: "Qi Li, get out!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around, and even Zhang Weiheng frowned slightly. Many people put on a gloating expression, and some people scolded and ridiculed Xiao Qi for not being able to do anything. But everyone, without exception, doesn't want or be optimistic about Xiao Qi's victory, maybe someone secretly dislikes Qi Li's actions, but Xiao Qi is so provocative, if an outsider is allowed to act here, it will be a very shameful thing for the Yi clan. Even Gu Wanyi showed a worried look, as if she didn't know why this guy, who had always been calm and peaceful, suddenly went crazy today and came here to provoke.

The corners of Qi Li's mouth twitched slightly in the crowd, as if he was angry. He walked out with a sneer, snatched the spear from Ruan Bisheng's hand, and scolded, "Rubbish!" Ruan Bisheng lowered his head and stepped aside.

"Don't regret it, boy. Qi Li's face was full of murderous intent, making his already sideways face even more hideous, and he sneered in a low voice, "Today, you are not so lucky!"

Xiao Qi didn't seem to hear it, and made a common starting style in spearmanship. Qi Li's face became even more gloomy, the muscles in his arms suddenly tensed, and one person shot at Xiao Qi like an arrow off the string.

Xiao Qi took the next shot unfazed, the barrel of the gun danced, and in a few breaths, he received nearly ten moves with Qi Li. The onlookers around let out exclamations from time to time. Qi Li's skills are already in the top three among the apprentices under Zhang Weiheng, and this Xiao Qi can actually fight a tie with Qi Li, which shows that Xiao Qi has outperformed most of them. Gu Wanyi glanced at the expressions on the faces of this group of people, showing a smug smile, as if she was very satisfied with her little brother.

Qi Li's spear was set in front of him, and with the strength of Xiao Qi's gun, he gently floated back for a while, and then he rounded his arm and drew a large circle in front of him, forcing Xiao Qi to take a step back. Qi Li held the end of the spear with both hands, holding the spear like a sword.

Zhang Weiheng, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Qi Li flapped his wings again and flew up, and the spear slashed at Xiao Qi from top to bottom. Xiao Qi took the next shot, and he continued to bounce back and swept towards Xiao Qi from one direction. As soon as more than a dozen shots were connected, Xiao Qi became more and more difficult to deal with, and Qi Li's offensive was like a shot heavier than a shot, without the slightest room for respite.

Xiao Qi gritted his teeth, thinking that if he was allowed to continue to play like this, the ghost knew if Qi Li was exhausted first, or if he was passed through his chest first. Qi Li's murderous intentions towards himself, Xiao Qi did not doubt it at all.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and in the face of an oncoming afterimage and cold glow, he moved his steps, moved a few feet to the side, and moved forward a few points, completely ignoring the rapidly falling spear, the spear in his right hand stabbed out, pointing straight at Qi Li's face door.

Qi Li's face was shocked, he didn't expect Xiao Qi to use this kind of deadly fighting, but his spear skills were fierce, and his moves were connected, and he was powerless to stop this move so far. He gritted his teeth, and secretly said in his heart: "Fight!" He closed his eyes, continued to exert force in his hands, and the spear smashed down on Xiao Qi faster.

The spear in his hand was like hitting something hard, Qi Li knew that he had hit Xiao Qi, and there seemed to be no pain in his body. He was secretly happy in his heart, and when he opened his eyes, there was a little coldness, which was in front of his eyes. He was suddenly covered in a cold sweat, and his body unconsciously shrank back, but the tip of the spear was also handed forward, and the distance between his eyes did not increase or decrease.

Xiao Qi's left arm hung down weakly, and he raised the gun in his right hand, but the tip of the gun stopped right in front of Qi Li, only an inch or two away from his eyes.

Everything seemed to freeze for a moment, and there was silence all around, and Qi Li could only hear his heavy snort.

Then Qi Li's face was gloomy, his wings spread, and the whole person fell backwards, getting farther and farther away from the cold light in front of him. Xiao Qi didn't catch up, but also withdrew his right arm that raised the gun, propped the gun on the ground, and gasped for breath while leaning on the spear.

Xiao Qi slowly squatted down, propped his weak left arm on the ground, and then sank his whole body down. He snorted, a painful look on his face flashed, and with a soft "click", he stood up again, his left arm clenched into a fist, apparently back to normal.

Qi Li, including the young Yi people who were watching, had very ugly faces, and for a while, there was silence in the manor, and the group of people who wanted to see the excitement were really complicated, and they didn't know what expression they should use to face the situation on the field. Xiao Qi held the body of the gun, the tip of the gun pointed at Qi Li, and said proudly: "The victory and defeat have been divided, and next, we will fight for life and death!"