Well?

What do you mean?

Everyone present was shocked and felt incredible, Qin Yi actually disappeared directly in place.

In the next moment, he silently appeared behind Shizhou, and with a bully fist, he struck towards Shizhou.

"It's ...... Teleportation?"

Someone screamed, and even including Yang Shiqi, all of them were shocked, Qin Yi's cultivation was only in the middle of the 8th realm of the Xuan Dao, but he was able to teleport!

Teleportation is a peerless science that belongs to the ancient years, and it is said that it has long been lost, and now, how can it appear in this young man's body?

"No way, it's definitely not teleportation, it's just so fast that it feels like it's just teleportation. ”

Some foreign disciples don't admit that what Qin Yi is using now is teleportation.

Indeed, what Qin Yi is showing now is not a real teleportation, it is just an illusion close to teleportation.

Shizhou was worthy of being a powerhouse at the peak of the 9th realm of Xuandao, and instantly caught Qin Yi's punch behind him, striking hard, he was shocked, and hurriedly turned around and punched to meet him.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided with each other, making a loud noise.

This way is really masculine.

Both of them retreated backwards a few long steps, their clothes hunting and dancing.

"You ......"

With just one move, Shi Zhou was shocked into a cold sweat, looking at Qin Yi as if he was looking at a monster, it was too shocking, a new outer disciple who was only in the middle of the 8th realm of the Xuan Dao was able to "teleport".

In the fight just now, if his reaction was a little slower, Qin Yi's punch would have already hit his back firmly.

He was confident that with the strength of his physique, there was no problem in carrying Qin Yi's punch, but in front of so many foreigner disciples, Qin Yi hit him with the first punch, and he felt quite faceless.

At this moment, Shizhou's original arrogance disappeared, and was replaced by a dignified face.

"What are you? There are four moves left. ”

Qin Yi put one hand behind him, his face was light and light, not impatient or impatient.

Shizhou's cultivation has reached the peak of the 9th realm of the Xuandao, and one step further is the sect path, but Qin Yi still has absolute confidence and defeats it within five moves.

"Look for death!"

Shi Zhou shouted, containing all his anger and grievances in his fists, and bombarded Qin Yi wildly: "Vientiane style!"

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

Qin Yi casually slashed out a palm, and a large piece of powerful wind blade slashed towards Shizhou, and the huge energy wave once again shocked everyone back several big steps.

"Hmph, boy, it seems that the combat power of you and me is comparable, and you want to defeat me in five moves, it's just wishful thinking!"

Shizhou seemed to have figured out Qin Yi's combat power, and immediately sneered, but he was still very shocked in his heart, a new outer disciple in the middle of the 8th realm of the Xuan Dao actually had the same combat power as himself!

"Less nonsense, there are three more moves, let's make a move, in short, after five moves, I won't let you stand. ”

Qin Yi said lightly.

"Okay, okay, okay! I want to see, after five moves, how do you make me lie down?"

Shizhou was so angry that he trembled all over, and shouted: "Tianlun style!"

The power of this "family style" is obviously much stronger than that of the "Vientiane style". However, Qin Yi's martial arts remained unchanged, and he still used Ling Feng's palm.

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

"Phantom Break!"

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

Soon, Qin Yi and Shizhou had already fought four styles, and among the four styles, Shizhou's moves were constantly changing, each style was more powerful than the other, but Qin Yi always faced the battle with Ling Feng's palm.

In these four-style duels, the two are evenly divided, and neither has the upper hand.

"Come to the fifth form, boy, I'll see how you defeat me—Silence!"

Shizhou roared wildly and played his strongest style, however, Qin Yi in front of him suddenly disappeared again.

Well?

This kid is actually extremely fast again!

Shi Zhou was stunned, his heart was cold, and he had not had time to play the "Silence Decision", and he had a very bad feeling.

The next moment.

"Overlord Fist!"

Qin Yi's indifferent voice came.

At the same time, a fist that seemed to pierce the heavens and the earth suddenly hit Shizhou's chest, and the punch like a monstrous wave beat Shizhou sideways and fell to the ground.

With this punch, Qin Yi used all his strength, but he didn't activate the fire element seed, Shi Zhou only felt a burst of blood in his chest, and he couldn't suppress a mouthful of blood, and spurted out.

What the?

It really only took five moves to defeat Shizhou, and Qin Yi's last move was the Overlord Fist!

Everyone present is a genius, and it can be seen that it is just the most basic punch technique!

Qin Yi only used the most basic boxing technique to punch Shizhou, who was at the peak of the 9th realm of the Xuan Dao, to the ground, and even vomited blood!

The whole stadium was very quiet.

Everyone felt that this duel was as unreal as a dream.

Qin Yi stood there proudly, with one hand behind him, giving people a feeling of being tall, mysterious, majestic, and unclimbable.

The field was only quiet for a moment, and then there was an uproar, and the new outer disciples were red with excitement, and the battle between Qin Yi and Shizhou really gave their new outer disciples a face.

Within five moves, an outer disciple at the peak of the 9th realm of the Xuan Dao was killed, and he still used the basic boxing method Overlord Fist, which was definitely a miracle.

All of a sudden, one by one, the new disciples of the outer sect were all holding their heads high, and their blood was boiling, even the Huaxia princess Zhu Fangqiu, on her unparalleled face, was flushed with excitement at this moment.

The few foreign disciples were stunned and looked at each other one by one, looking stunned, incredible, and a little embarrassed.

"Waste, even a new outer disciple in the middle of the 8th realm of the Xuan Dao can't do it!"

An indifferent voice came.

Click!

Heavy footsteps.

With the sound of these footsteps, the whole field was inexplicably quiet, and an invisible coercion filled the air, giving people a feeling of breathlessness.

Everyone's eyes followed the sound of this footstep, and they saw a short-haired man walking slowly.

The short-haired man's eyes were like beasts, wild and sharp, he was tall, his skin was bronzed, as if copper was poured into gold, and he didn't need to leak his breath, and the feeling of oppression exuded by his whole body was enough to deter the master of the Xuandao.

The tower-like body of the King Kong Tower, with every step he took, the earth seemed to be faintly shaking, and the outer disciples around him were also trembling.

"It's Qi Ping, who is ranked thirteenth on the list of outer disciples!"

Some of the disciples of the old foreign sect exclaimed in surprise and recognized the short-haired man.

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