Chapter Twenty-Nine: What Are You?

"Oh, Zhao Yi has returned to Daizong Peak?" Hearing this, Ji Tao was overjoyed, and then turned around and ran towards the house.

"Yes, and judging by the direction he is taking, it seems that he is going to the Martial Arts Pavilion!" Chen Yue said happily. He and several other companions under Ji Tao took turns guarding the entrance of Daizong Peak, and today it was his turn, and he happened to see Zhao Yi coming up from the mountain and walking in the direction of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

In fact, Zhao Yi didn't want to go to the Martial Arts Pavilion, but to go up to Aolai Peak, and from the entrance of Daizong Peak to the entrance of Aolai Peak, it was naturally the closest to cross from the center of Daizong Peak, so Zhao Yi walked from this nearest road. And the Xingyun Sect Martial Arts Pavilion is located in the center of Dai Zong Peak, which is a necessary place for Zhao Yi on this trip, so Chen Yue mistakenly thought that Zhao Yi was going to the Martial Arts Pavilion.

"Okay! It seems that this guy wants to exchange resources for martial arts, hmph, this time I just snatched his resources from his hands, see what he uses to cultivate!" Hearing this, a ruthless look appeared on Ji Tao's face, and then he turned around and walked towards the house.

"Senior Brother Lin Qiang, that Zhao Yi has appeared, and he is on his way to the Martial Arts Pavilion from the entrance of Dai Zong Peak. ”

"Oh, you found his whereabouts so quickly, aren't you very efficient!" Hearing this, Lin Qiang opened his eyes and stood up and chuckled, "Let's go, from the Dai Zong Peak Entrance Dao Martial Arts Pavilion, you must pass through the Martial Arts Square, let's go there and wait for him directly." With that, he walked towards the outside of the small courtyard. Seeing this, Ji Tao and Chen Yue hurriedly followed.

Martial Arts Square is the place where the disciples of the Xingyun Sect hold competitions, and many disciples practice martial arts here on weekdays.

Looking at the outer disciples of the Xingyun Sect who were cultivating martial arts, Zhao Yi's face had a faint smile, but his eyes were full of remembrance and sadness. At that time, the school field in Bianjing City was as lively as in front of him, but those people were more organized than these teenagers in front of him. It's a pity that they are all gone, gone, and will never be seen again.

"You are Zhao Yi?" a hostile voice woke Zhao Yi from his memories.

Zhao Yi responded to the prestige, and saw a young man in a yellow suit standing not far in front of him, followed by two teenagers, whose faces were Ji Tao who had met in the barren mountain range and Chen Yue, who was slapped by himself.

"How is it, isn't it?" Zhao Yi replied lightly.

"Heh, really daring! If not, kneel down and crawl under my crotch to atone for your sin of verbal assault on me, if so, then kneel down and kowtow ten times to each of the three of us, and then hand over your cultivation resources, and I will let you go!" Listening to Zhao Yi's words of displeasure and anger, Lin Qiang said with a flirtatious face, and as he spoke, he pointed to himself and Ji Tao behind him.

"Let me kneel?" Hearing this, Zhao Yi was not angry, but just mocked lightly. As for the intention of the person in front of him, he had already guessed seven or eight points, most of which were sent by Ji Tao's brother to stand up for Ji Tao.

"Haha, I can't imagine that there are such bold people in the outer gate now, no matter what, as a disciple of the inner gate, I will teach you how to respect senior brother today!" Hearing this, Lin Qiang laughed angrily, and the momentum of the triple peak of the innate realm bloomed unreservedly, and even Ji Tao and Chen Yue behind him were forced to take a few steps back by this momentum.

The strong momentum oppressed Zhao Yi, but Zhao Yi didn't seem to feel it, just looked at Lin Qiang lightly, and mocked: "This is your purpose! ”

"Who is this? Why is the aura so strong? It should be an inner disciple, right?"

"I know him, he is Lin Qiang of the inner gate, and his strength is quite strong!"

"I don't know who the disciple opposite him is, and he actually provoked the inner disciple to deal with him personally!"

"I don't know, I don't know, I haven't seen it!" Seeing that someone had a conflict, the disciples who were practicing martial arts in the martial arts square surrounded one after another, and they each discussed.

"I don't know who he is, but what I do know is that his consequences will be very bleak, because I have heard of Lin Qiang, who is very ruthless, and the people who are defeated by him will either have their hands or feet broken. ”

"Then no one will use the same method against him?"

"Who dares? He is the top disciple of the inner gate, Senior Brother Ji Mo. That's an existence that is about to become a core disciple, who dares to offend easily?"

"Okay, okay, don't say it, it looks like it's going to start. One of them spoke up. Hearing this, the others quieted down and looked at the two people in the field.

"The mouth is hard enough, but I don't know if your bones are as hard as your mouth. Listening to Zhao Yi's ridicule, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Lin Qiang's eyes, and he no longer hesitated, and took the lead in attacking!

"Hook Claw!"

Lin Qiang rushed out with an arrow step, his right palm contracted into a claw shape, and the ice-blue qi attached to it, grabbing Zhao Yi's head, and making a sneering sound of breaking the air.

Sou!

Zhao Yi tapped the ground with his toes, and the "Cloud Trace Phantom" unfolded, avoiding Lin Qiang's attack.

"Walk with the wind!"

Seeing Zhao Yi use his body to avoid his attack, Lin Qiang's face was a little not good-looking, and he showed his body at the moment, and took several strides in a row, like a wisp of breeze, and chased after him.

"Crazy fist!" Lin Qiang clenched his left hand into a fist, and his right hand turned into a claw, and a thick ice-blue qi was attached to it and blasted towards Zhao Yi!

"Khooth!"

Zhao Yi raised his right hand, and a three-foot long sword with transparent color appeared in his hand, blocking Lin Qiang's attack.

"What? Gang Qi Condensate? He is also an Innate Realm cultivator, and he is also a high-level Innate Realm?" Seeing Zhao Yi's methods, some knowledgeable disciples among the onlookers exclaimed in surprise.

"What is a condensate?" someone asked.

"Gang Qi Condensate is to use your own Gang Qi to condense into the appearance you want, and this ability is generally only comprehended by martial artists above the seventh level of the Innate Realm!" the disciple responded.

Zhao Yi naturally didn't have a seventh-level cultivation in the Innate Realm, but he had already cultivated to the peak of the Spiritual Energy Realm before, so he could naturally use some of the abilities of the Innate Realm at will.

However, although the Gang Qi Condensate looks very powerful, the condensed weapons or anything else are barely one order stronger than the first-order weapons, and they are far worse than the second-order weapons, so unless there is no weapon in the hand when fighting with others, the Innate Realm martial artist will not easily use this ability, because this ability has a very large loss of internal qi, just like Zhao Yi condensed this long sword, it was enough to consume nearly half of the internal qi in his body.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to also have the cultivation of the Innate Realm, it seems that Ji Tao and the others underestimated you! Although I don't know what means you used to use this Gang Qi Condensation, I can be sure that you don't have a cultivation above the seventh level, so you still have to lose!" Seeing Zhao Yi's methods, Lin Qiang was also a little surprised, but he was only a little surprised, he believed that no matter how Zhao Yi jumped, he would not be his opponent!

"You really talk a lot of nonsense!" Zhao Yi responded coldly, and raised his hand with a sword light that struck Lin Qiang's chest!

"Xuan Gravity Field!" The figure was close to Zhao Yi, and the air around Lin Qiang fluctuated, and with the naked eye, he saw that the space within three feet of his body seemed to be distorted. Under this force, the sword light passed by Lin Qiang's side without causing the slightest damage.

"Haha, this is a powerful position born from my Xuanzhong Technique cultivation to the peak, under my Xuanzhong Force, your attack will not be able to hurt me in the slightest, but I can attack you wantonly!" Lin Qiang said confidently.

It is no wonder that Lin Qiang is so confident, the Xuanzhong Jue is a relatively powerful exercise in the inner gate of the Xingyun Sect, with a total of nine levels, and cultivating the Xuanzhong Jue to the ninth peak can give birth to a force field, which will affect the enemy's attack, and most of the ordinary inner disciples only cultivate the Xuanzhong Jue to the eighth level, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate to the ninth peak.

And it is precisely because Lin Qiang spends most of his heart on cultivating the Xuanzhong Technique that the progress of his cultivation will be relatively slow, but now that the Xuanzhong Jue has been cultivated to the peak, his cultivation speed will inevitably increase, and with the blessing of the Xuanzhong Field, it is not difficult to defeat a martial artist whose cultivation is one order higher than him.

"All the bells and whistles, the next move will defeat you!" Hearing this, Zhao Yi said disdainfully. Perhaps for ordinary martial artists of the same level, this Xuangravity field is quite difficult, but for him with a higher vision realm, this so-called Xuangravity field can be broken backhanded!

"I'm not ashamed! I want to see how you defeat me with one move!" Hearing this, Lin Qiang was furious, roared, and slapped his hands into palms one after another, and for a while the cold wind was bitter, and within a radius of several meters was quickly covered by layers of ice and snow! The wind and snow were filled, covering the figures of the two people.

The ice-blue qi was attached to his palm, carrying a strong wind and snow, and attacked Zhao Yi.

"Sword marks!"

Zhao Yi held the sword in both hands, and slashed away in the wind and snow, and a sword light shot out from the sword's body, faintly with a little anger, and disappeared into the wind and snow.

After stepping into the innate realm, he once again used the "Sword Trace" in the three styles of Sword Tyrant, and the power was several times stronger than before!

Sonorous!

The sword light did not enter, and there was a sound of gold and iron resonating.

Suddenly, the wind and snow exploded, and I saw that the long sword condensed by the qi in Zhao Yi's hand had disappeared without a trace, while Lin Qiang kept the action of clapping his palms forward and fixed there.

"Whoever wins, who loses!"

Seeing this scene, the onlookers speculated, some said that Lin Qiang had won, and some said that Zhao Yi was not defeated.

Thump!

Lin Qiang's figure slowly fell to the ground, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, and at this time, everyone saw that there was a small sword hole in Lin Qiang's chest.

"Let me kneel, what are you!" Glancing at Lin Qiang on the ground, Zhao Yi stepped over him and whispered with a slight gasp.