"Both battles are drawn, this little brother has no door and no faction, and he is definitely not the opponent of Master Guanghong of Yongming Temple, Master Guanghong is the chief disciple of Puchen Divine Monk, and he has the true inheritance of Master Puchen, and he has extraordinary magical powers. This third round of competition is bound to fail. Long Xinrong saw that there was no hope of winning the third round of the competition, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"I said old man, you haven't started yet, why do you want to grow the enemy's ambition and destroy your own prestige?" Just when everyone didn't have any hope for themselves, Qin Feng was still angry at Long Xinrong's words.

"Little brother, I am very grateful to you for standing up in times of crisis. But this kind of thing is not something that you can win with your enthusiasm alone. Shen Gongzi, look, why don't you change someone in this third competition?"

"I'm a businessman, and I value credibility very much, and since it's decided, don't change it. Even if you lose this third round of competition, with me here, how dare they treat you?" Shen Yingtong said proudly.

"Oh well. Long Xinrong was quite disappointed and had to resign himself to fate.

"Since the first two matches were drawn, the third match is ready to begin, and the two who are invited to the third round of the matchup will play. ”

Master Guanghong walked up with his signature smile like a living Buddha, although Qin Feng was full of anger, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet, just as he stepped onto the field, Ye Hanxiang said: "You just take my Lingyin Sword, right? ”

"Okay, I know, listen to your tone, as if I wish I would lose. Qin Feng was dissatisfied with Ye Hanxiang's kind advice, and finally walked on.

"Poor monk Guanghong, the donor is polite. ”

"Hmm. Qin Feng nodded.

"Hey, I know this guy. At this time, someone suddenly said, "He claims to be from the Nameless Sword Sect, and he is very powerful." ”

"yes, according to him, that's pretty good. Several people said the same thing.

When Qin Feng heard this, he glanced at the audience, and he immediately felt very ashamed. It was some nonsense that he deliberately said when he was drinking with some disciples of some sects just now in order to implement his friendship strategy, and I am afraid that it will be very embarrassing to come down like this.

"Oh, he is from the Nameless Sword Sect, is there such a sect in the rivers and lakes?" Shen Yingtong asked Wang Zhuyuan.

"I haven't heard of it, I'm afraid he came out of it. Wang Zhuyuan said, he suddenly remembered something, so he asked Long Zhiping on the side: "You have fought with him before, can you see what sect he is?"

"This person is using a sneak attack, and I can't tell what sect it is. Long Zhiping said with a red face. Wang Zhuyuan saw that Long Zhiping's expression was a little embarrassed, but he didn't ask in detail, and said lightly: "I'm afraid that things are not what we imagined, and this third competition may be a little interesting." ”

"Why do you say this?" asked Shen Yingtong curiously.

"Shen Gongzi's people who look at it shouldn't be wrong. ”

"Hehe, I'm also a random one, I can't take it seriously. However, this person's courage is commendable, and for some unknown people, giving him more opportunities to appear will be a little more beneficial to his future fame. ”

"I see. Wang Zhuyuan finally understood why Shen Yingtong chose this person as the player for the third competition.

"Are you two ready?" the referee asked.

"That's it. Master Guanghong said.

"Hmm. Qin Feng also nodded.

"Okay, now that both of you are ready, the third round of the competition has officially begun!" the referee shouted and announced the official start of the third competition.

"Mom, is it really going to start?" Qin Feng was very reluctant to face such a scene, if it was other killings, he wouldn't say anything if he made some indiscriminate tricks, but in front of everyone, some indiscriminate methods would naturally not be used. "Alas, there was no way, so I had to bite the bullet. ”

When Master Puchen was teaching Qin Feng to practice, he only taught him some internal strength methods of exhaling and gathering qi, and some specific moves had never been learned. Even when he fought with Long Zhihong before, he used a move indiscriminately, but he didn't expect it to have a surprising effect. However, he at least understood one thing that the so-called move was just an expression of the release of internal force to the outside, and the name was just a summary or good name for this expression. The real master is not limited to the beauty of the moves, but the complete release of internal force.

Master Guanghong slammed the Zen staff down, and a hole suddenly appeared in the ground. An incomparably vast true qi rippled out from the place where it stood, and its robe was windless and self-puffing, extremely magnificent.

"The true qi of Yongming Temple is really vast and broad!" Everyone couldn't help but praise when they saw Master Guanghong's use of true qi.

"Donor, offended!" Master Guanghong saw that the opponent was just a nobody, and he didn't take it too seriously, he just wanted to end this battle quickly, because the longer it dragged on, the more detrimental it would be to his reputation. Those who come out to mix, whether they are monks and Taoists or bandits, take this reputation very seriously.

Guanghong held the Zen staff in his hand and swung it at Qin Feng suddenly, Qin Feng raised his sword to greet him, feeling that this monk was extremely powerful, the Zen staff collided with Qin Feng's sword like a heavy hammer, every time he fought with the old monk, he couldn't help but retreat again and again, extremely passive. After a few encounters, this sword was actually hit by a Zen staff with a few gaps, how should this be? He tried to keep himself calm, and when he looked at it calmly, he found the key to it. It turned out that it was not that the old monk's Zen staff was powerful, but that he gathered his true qi on the Zen staff and exerted great power. If you rely only on ordinary sword blades, of course you are not these opponents with qi blades. Thinking back carefully about the first two competitions, these masters all used this trick, and then they suddenly realized.

After a dodge, he silently lucked his true qi, and found that the true qi in his body was extremely surging, and when it suddenly gushed out of the hand holding the sword, a huge red light enveloped the Lingyin Sword. It was as if the Spirit Hidden Sword had become the heart of a candle, and those red rays burned violently, emitting a dazzling light.

"Red True Qi?" everyone was surprised when they saw it, "Could it be that this person is a member of the Yan line?"

For those who cultivate the truth, the color of their true qi is related to the number of paths they cultivate. For example, the true qi of the Heavenly Sword Gate is purple, and the true qi of the Yongming Temple is golden. The higher the realm, the purer the true qi, sometimes a person's inheritance can be judged by the color of the true qi, but this is not absolute. Some cultivators who are monks in the wild are more mixed, and there are many people who are colorful. However, in general, the true qi of some schools is relatively single, and it is not distinguished by the richness or strangeness of the colors. Red True Qi like Qin Feng is extremely rare, and most of them are expressed by the cultivators of the Yan Kingdom, and the rest are some evil demons and other people.

Due to Qin Feng's special physique (he didn't know that he was the sixth generation of the Ancient God of the Flood Desolation), and the immortal named Mu Yun often used Qin Feng as an experiment in order to study his own way of eating qi, and gave him some excellent qi tonifying decoction medicine. The true qi in Qin Feng's current body has reached a very full level, and if it is reasonably expressed, even if it does not reach the Condensation Wave Realm, it can still produce tremendous power.

"Red True Qi? It can't be an evil demon, right?" Guanghong looked at it, it was amazing, this guy actually had such a huge amount of True Qi, he couldn't take it lightly, since this is the case, then send him a big move. Master Guanghong stopped attacking, waved the Zen staff, took his feet as the center of the circle, and the length of the Zen staff as the radius, drew a circle around the body, and a circle of golden mangs was formed.

"What the hell is this guy going to do?" Qin Feng saw that this monk was scratching on the ground, and he didn't know what kind of amazing move he was going to make, so it was better to make a preemptive strike. He adjusted the true qi in his body extremely quickly, and the red true qi on the sword body increased a few points, shouted loudly, learned the moves of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and slashed towards Master Guanghong.

"The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road!" Wang Zhuyuan, Long Zhihong and other disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who had fought or understood the Heavenly Sword Sect, all saw that Qin Feng's move was clearly the move of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they all immediately showed extremely surprised expressions: "When did this kid learn this trick, could it be that he is from my Heavenly Sword Sect?" No, the true qi of the Heavenly Sword Sect is purple, and this person's true qi is clearly red, which is strange. ”

And no matter how surprised people were, they saw that the true qi of Qin Feng's sword slashed at Master Guanghong with an incomparably fierce momentum, gradually crushing the golden mang, Master Guanghong felt the weight of this slash, and the true qi in his body gushed out again, and he was actually born like countless wonderful lotuses from above the golden mang, and his body did not move, relying on his grand true qi to resist Qin Feng's slash.

"This is an extremely high move of Yongming Temple. Wang Zhuyuan looked at it and knew what move this Guanghong master was going to use.

"Could it be that he is going to use that trick?" Shen Yingtong also saw the clue.

"The pre-form of Miao Lian's angry bloom. Wang Zhuyuan nodded, "The person you chose is not bad!"

"Who knows, this is called a mistake, and I don't know what the origin of this person is, he will actually use the peaks and peaks of your Heavenly Sword Gate like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road!"

"Probably learned and used now, this trick is used more jerky, all supported by its powerful true qi, flashy, and did not comprehend the subtlety of this move, nor did it play a fatal attack. Wang Zhuyuan analyzed.

"So that's the case, so to speak, this person is quite talented in martial arts. Shen Yingtong stared at Qin Feng tightly, becoming more and more interested in this person.

"Damn, it didn't do anything to him. Qin Feng saw that the peaks and peaks of his "extremely powerful" move were like gatherings, and the waves were like anger and were actually resisted by this old monk, and he was suddenly a little annoyed. Seeing that this monk's strange moves are about to take shape, you can't stand still, right?

Master Guanghong obviously didn't give Qin Feng enough time to deal with it, he sat cross-legged on top of those wonderful angry lotuses, his body was golden, like the Nine Heavens God Buddha, dazzling.

"Running into the air?" Qin Feng was surprised, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

A large number of Miao Lian had already formed, and with a wave of his hand, a few wisps of lotus petals seemed to float down lightly, but in fact they carried an incomparably powerful True Qi. Although Qin Feng struggled to chop a few petals, he still felt very difficult. Seeing that those wonderful lotuses were becoming more and more numerous, and the rain was falling, he had no choice but to flick the sword body on the ground, and the powerful Yoshi True Qi quickly gathered in his mid-air.

"Go!" Qin Feng pointed at the tip of his sword, and countless blood-red blades splashed out from those red true qi, shooting towards the Heavenly Miao Lian.

"This trick seems to be the flower rain meteor of the old man Long. The more Shen Yingtong looked at it, the more surprised she became, and the more curious she became about Qin Feng's origin and body, "How many surprises is this person going to bring us?"

That's right, this trick created by Qin Feng was evolved from Long Xinrong's Flower Rain Meteor, because he deeply understood that the so-called move was an expression of internal force, which also became an extremely crucial point for his future growth and progress.

In mid-air, countless lotus petals collided with the blood blade, and suddenly flowers rained down, and the sound of explosions continued. Countless waves of True Qi shot into the ground, piercing through the walls. Some cultivators have to control their true qi so as not to suffer from the lotus. But there are still some people who have a slightly shallow internal strength, and they are still injured under the burst of these true qi.

Long Xinrong saw it, and then shouted: "Everyone, really gather!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately understood, and released all their true qi, forming a true qi beam above the crowd, and the true qi beam derived downwards to form a true qi cover, protecting the crowd like a huge bubble.