"It's the same as when I was in the introductory assessment potential test, it's so arrogant, hum, I'm really angry. ”

Xi Xuan'er, one of the inner disciples, obviously remembered the scene of the potential assessment that day, and couldn't help but snort angrily. Many of the other disciples, after coming back to their senses, also showed some disdain.

"The enemy of the four styles, you are not ashamed!"

The corners of Feng Wen's mouth twitched violently, he originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to have a good time, who would have thought, Qin Yi actually only allowed him four styles!

Such a huge contrast before and after made De Fengwen slightly stunned, and in his chest, there was a monstrous rage.

In the next moment, above his body, a powerful aura burst out and blasted towards Qin Yi.

"Wonderful!"

Feng Wen's body style is extremely wonderful, flickering left and right, his Miaoyun style is actually a combination of fists and palms, and in an instant, he is fighting with Qin Yi wildly.

Miaoyun style, that is a set of sect martial arts, is a grade higher than Xuandao martial arts, both in terms of moves and momentum.

Facing Feng Wen who attacked like crazy, Qin Yi was not panicked, it was not the first time he had faced a sect powerhouse, and he calmly unleashed the "Ling Feng Palm" that had just cultivated to the top four.

"Ling Feng Palm First Style-Phantom Wind Style!"

As Qin Yi played this style, the entire field was suddenly raging, and the wind formed huge wind blades, slashing out towards Feng Wen.

Looking at the wanton pieces of wind blades, the man sitting in the inner gate Makita, his face stiffened, and then there was a faint hint of ruthlessness on the face of the wooden man.

"This kid actually cultivated the "Ling Feng Palm" to the fourfold ......"

Makita clenched his fists.

The last time he was still in the Heavenly Star Mansion, he and Qin Yi faced off against "Ling Feng Palm", his "Ling Feng Palm" cultivation was double, thinking that it was enough to defeat Qin Yi, who would have thought that Qin Yi's "Ling Feng Palm" cultivation was half a step in the four realms, and he was always suppressed to death.

After entering the Wizard of Demons, Makita secretly practiced "Ling Feng Palm", and now, his "Ling Feng Palm" has finally been cultivated to a half-step quadruple, but as a result, Qin Yi's "Ling Feng Palm" has already been cultivated to a quadruple level, leaving him behind once again.

"Senior Brother Qin, I must surpass you in "Ling Feng Palm"!"

Makita was secretly ruthless.

Everyone present felt the fierceness of Qin Yi's "Ling Feng Palm", and they were all secretly surprised, but when they thought that at the time of the entrance assessment, Qin Yi defeated 9 bronze people in a row in one go, and everyone's hearts were a little relieved.

On the challenge field, Feng Wen's Miaoyun style is certainly powerful and gives people an unfathomable feeling, but Qin Yi has always faced the battle calmly and brought "Ling Feng Palm" into full play.

Not only has he already experienced a hundred battles, but he can also enter the ethereal state created by his left hand at will, no matter how unpredictable Feng Wen's moves are, but in Qin Yi's eyes, it is so clear at a glance.

"Ling Feng Palm Second Style-Phantom Rain Style!"

"Ling Feng Palm Third Style-Phantom Thunder Style!"

"Ling Feng Palm Fourth Form-Disillusionment Style!"

Without the slightest accident, when Qin Yi knocked out the last disillusionment style of "Ling Feng Palm", the huge gray palm shadow fiercely slashed Feng Wen sideways and flew out, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"You're defeated!"

Qin Yi stood proudly in the field, his javelin-like tall body, which seemed to be integrated with the natural avenue, without the slightest flaw, and the whole person became a part of heaven and earth.

In his beautiful eyes, there was still a faint burning of war.

Feng Wen is defeated!

Only four styles, defeated!

A sect powerhouse, in Qin Yi's hands, only insisted on the four forms!

The whole field, for a while, became quiet, all the people, looked at Feng Wen who fell to the ground in embarrassment, and then looked at the young man standing there proudly, in their minds, a slight illusion appeared, feeling that all this was an illusion.

That Fengwen was full of anger and unwillingness, but he had to accept the fact that he was defeated, and after glaring at Qin Yi fiercely, he had to retreat gloomily.

When Feng Wen left, the inexplicable dullness of the whole field was broken.

"It's a normal result!"

After being slightly surprised, the Fox Hall Master came back to his senses and smiled faintly.

Normal results?

Everyone present was stunned when they heard the words of the Linghu Hall Master, and immediately, remembering Qin Yi's cheek performance of defeating 9 bronze people in one go, they actually acquiesced to the Linghu Hall Master's words.

"Next, I challenged Beimen Guang. ”

Qin Yi stood in place and didn't move, just looked at Beimen Guang in the crowd with his slightly burning battle intent, his black robes hunting in the wind, and seemed to exude an invisible battle intent.

Hearing that the object of his next challenge turned out to be Beimen Guang, not Xin Tang, many people's faces showed a disdainful smile.

Such a continuous challenge is extremely physically exhausting, according to the normal situation, it should be the first to challenge the strongest Xin Tang, but now, he put the strongest Xin Tang at the end, and when he challenges Xin Tang, even if he is not defeated, does he still have the strength to challenge Xin Tang?

But how do they know, because of the relationship that the "Destiny Return" has been cultivated to the peak, Qin Yi's physical strength is always at its peak, and it doesn't matter to him who he challenges first.

"Boy, your combat strength is indeed surprising, but in the next battle, I will let you see clearly the majesty of a strong sect. ”

Beimen Guang came to the field and stood still in front of Qin Yi.

He looked a little scholarly, carrying a simple long sword in his hand, and on the body of the long sword, a fierce sword aura faintly emanated, which made people's skin slightly chill.

"This sword, called the 'Sword of Fate', is a medium-grade mortal weapon, and the sword contains the recipe of fate, and what I am cultivating is the Seven Swords of Fate that match the 'Sword of Fate' itself. ”

Although Qin Yi defeated Fengwen in four styles, Beimen Guang at this moment still had a touch of arrogance on his face.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, no matter how strong your sword and swordsmanship are, I will defeat you in both ways. ”

Qin Yi understated, and the shocking words came out of his mouth.

What the?

Defeat you in two ways!

All the people present directly shattered their jaws and blinked vigorously, thinking that they had misheard.

In the past, Feng Wen, Qin Yi defeated him in four styles, and now, Beimen, who is ranked higher than Feng Wen, is wider, and he only allows two styles!

Hearing Qin Yi's words, even Yang Shiqi, one of the outer disciples, opened his ruddy little mouth in astonishment, could it be that the sequelae of his brain being caught by the door were committed again?

"Before, the four styles defeated Fengwen and challenged Beimen Guang, but only two styles were allowed! This Qin Yi is really a big deal. Even the Linghu Hall Master shook his head slightly.

This book was first published in Reading Books