After watching Xu Xian's battle, Qi Wanli took this competition much more seriously.

Perhaps, the specifications of this competition are much higher than he originally imagined, even the disciples of the Pope of the Martial God Temple have to fight for a name, and Xu Xian's combat effectiveness is also stronger than he imagined.

Defeating a fourth-order star mage was far from reaching his limit, this sixteen-year-old young man had the strength to fight beyond the level.

"Maybe, there's a chance to run into him later. Qi Wanli thought secretly.

It was another game or two, and soon it was his turn.

Qi Wanli, who was impersonated as Bai Xiaoyao, stretched out his hand to straighten the mask on his face slightly, and after the host called out his name, he walked slowly to the venue.

His opponent was a great grandmaster at the peak of the fourth order.

"It seems that the player named Bai Xiaoyao on our side is not too lucky!" The host's voice resounded throughout the venue with the help of a megaphone: "A third-order peak grandmaster, against a fourth-order peak grand master, how many rounds can he sustain?"

"Or can he have a trick and turn things around?"

Qi Wanli's opponent was named Xiang Kun, a strong man with a head and a foot two meters tall, he wore a steel chain mail and held a broad-bladed sword in his hand.

After Xiang Kun came on the court, he frowned and looked at Qi Wanli, and said in a low voice like thunder: "If you can't beat it, you will admit defeat, I'm afraid that I will accidentally kill you." ”

Qi Wanli smiled under the mask and said in a calm voice, "If you can't beat it, I will." ”

He thought that if the opponent was also a third-order peak or fourth-order early stage martial artist, then he was willing to give it a try and not use those recently researched "martial arts" to face the enemy.

But now, the person on the other side gave him an even stronger feeling than the scavenger outside the Graveless Town, and he didn't have the slightest confidence.

As the gong sounded to start the war, Xiang Kun's two big copper eyes glared, shouted angrily, and moved.

He squatted down with the big sword in his hand, and the muscles and joints of his whole body were like springs that had been compressed to the extreme.

The distance of more than ten meters came in an instant, and the big sword was lifted from the bottom to the top, drawing an inch-deep crack on the ground, but the sword momentum did not decrease at all, and it rushed straight away.

If he is hit by this sword, Qi Wanli will definitely be split in half on the spot.

The audience on the field was also amazed by Xiang Kun's violent attack in this second, such a clean and neat action was very rare in the previous battle, even if it was Xu Xian, the action he just showed was not as violent as Xiang Kun.

Suddenly, a wave of cheers flooded the arena.

Qi Wanli was very calm, his body was slightly sideways, his right foot was slightly withdrawn, his two hands drew a semicircle in the air, and the war divine power in his body, or internal force, fluctuated with the swing of his two arms.

Because of his sideways, the big sword didn't hit, but it continued to stir upwards against Qi Wanli's body. Xiang Kun stepped heavily on the ground and held the hilt of the sword with both hands, trying to change the sword momentum and change it to a horizontal cut halfway with great strength.

However, just as he was grounded, a strange power came from the sword. This force is not large, but it just found the position of Xiang Kun's center of gravity, and then, lightly.

Xiang Kun didn't feel a trace of resistance and resistance from the opposite side, but let his strength go with the trend comfortably, and before he could react, the whole person had already rushed forward with the big sword, and fell to the ground with a thud.

For a moment, the entire arena fell silent.

At this moment, everyone thought their eyes were glazed.

What did the masked guy do? He seemed to just dodge for a moment, and then he nudged it with his hand, what...... Xiang Kun fell and ate?

Xiang Kun himself was also blinded, and after he was stunned for half a second, he vigilantly rolled over on the spot and stood up, protecting the big sword in front of him, but saw the masked man opposite with his hands behind his back, looking at him motionlessly.

"Come again. Qi Wanli said softly.

Xiang Kun was stunned again, he vaguely realized that he didn't fall down just now because of carelessness.

However, his invincible fighting style and fighting habits over the years made him continue to carry the big sword, and with a roar of rage, the big sword swept away with a force that swept through thousands of troops.

If he is swept by this sword, there is no doubt that Qi Wanli will be cut in two on the spot.

But he didn't panic at all, he took three steps forward with his feet staggered, and reached out and pinched Xiang Kun's wrist with his backhand.

Seeing that his wrist was pinched, Xiang Kun was not shocked and laughed, his strength was extremely great, how could he be afraid of a third-order peak grandmaster approaching, therefore, the muscles of his arms bulged, and he continued to swing the big sword with greater strength.

If nothing else, he could throw Qi Wanli's entire body up, and then the big sword would slash at him.

But in the next second, he saw his opponent getting closer and closer to him.

Qi Wanli grabbed Xiang Kun's wrist with both hands, his body was close to his arm and swirled, and the internal force left the body, wrapped the opponent's wrist like flowing water, and gently took it.

Before Xiang Kun could react again, the whole person pounced forward, and once again fell into a dog and ate.

"Wow!"

The whole arena was in an uproar, if it could be said that it was an accident for the first time, but Qi Wanli let Xiang Kun fall down with the same posture twice, it could never be a coincidence.

Some people laughed, some people widened their eyes, and for a while even the host didn't know how to explain, they didn't know what strange tricks they were seeing.

"It works well. Qi Wanli laughed under the mask, he took a few steps back, and said to Xiang Kun, who was covered in dust and got up again: "Come again." ”

He had never experienced such hand-to-hand combat in Taijiquan, and the opponent in front of him was simply the best experimental subject for him to further refine his ideas.

"Dude, you're a good guy and you're strong, but you're unlucky enough to bump into me. If there is a chance in the future, I can teach you a few tricks. Now, you can be my test subject!" Qi Wanli said secretly in his heart, once again making a Tai Chi gesture.

In the next ten minutes, Xiang Kun almost collapsed. Of course, the crowd watching the game was also close to collapse.

No matter what direction Xiang Kun attacks from or what posture he uses, he will always be dissolved by Qi Wanli's understatement, and then fall a dog and eat.

Even a fourth-order peak grandmaster with a strong body fell dozens of dogs in a row, and he had a nosebleed, and his face was already as black as if he had been smeared with coal, and his whole person was filled with a desperate murderous aura.

"Well, how he feels now, it's probably like I used to play games and was killed dozens of times in front of a boss in a row, right? ”

Qi Wanli silently spit out a groan in his heart, but said emotionless words in his mouth: "Come again." ”

Xiang Kun roared angrily, plunged his big sword into the ground, opened his palms, pounced on him like a tiger hungry lion, and shouted: "Lao Tzu is going to pinch you!"

Let him go?

Qi Wanli's thoughts moved, and he greeted him.

"Let him hit me with all his might, and it will affect four or two thousand pounds. The introduction of the gap is out, and the sticking does not lose the top. He recited the "Song of the Beater" of the ancient Taijiquan technique in his mouth, and in the face of Xiang Kun's waving giant arm, he reached out and gently pressed his inner elbow.

In the next minute, everyone present was stunned again.

Qi Wanli turned into a small spinning top, spinning and slashing, and with every punch and palm Xiang Kun struck, the power would eventually return to him.

What's even more terrifying is that whenever Xiang Kun is repulsed, or wants to retreat a little to make adjustments, Qi Wanli's hand will stick up, and then that strange force will drive Xiang Kun up, making him also a spinning top, at the mercy of him.

In his eyes, this white mask, which was close at hand, became extremely terrifying.

After Xiang Kun once again used all his strength to use his whip legs, but once again fell to the ground with his head covered, he was no longer able to fight. The depletion of the divine power in his whole body was only secondary, and the most important thing was that his spirit was completely suppressed.

From beginning to end, he failed to take the initiative to touch the corner of his opponent's clothes once.

This time, Qi Wanli did not say "come again", but asked, "Are you still coming?"

Xiang Kun lay on the ground, panting heavily, and said with some unwillingness: "I, I can't beat you, but ...... You can't beat me!"

"Don't do that, I just don't want to hit you too hard. Qi Wanli shook his head, he walked over to the big sword stuck in the ground, and reached out and pulled it out.

This big sword weighs more than 100 pounds, and I don't know what material it is made of. Now he has the realm of a third-order peak martial artist, and a hundred catties are not as light as a feather to him, but they are also as light as a weight.

"You don't have any strength now, and your weapon is in my hands. If you want to fight, I can still fight with you, but you also said just now that if you can't fight, you should admit defeat. Qi Wanli said, "You really don't think I can't defeat you, do you?"

Xiang Kun smiled bitterly, he struggled to get up, and sighed: "I admit defeat." ”

"I didn't expect it! Xiang Kun, the fourth-order pinnacle, actually admitted defeat!" The host's voice sounded instantly: "The winner is Bai Xiaoyao! This is really unexpected, a big upset!"

There was a violent roar from the audience, but instead of cheers, angry shouts.

"!

"You're playing a fake game! Return the money I lost!"

"What about the glory of the martial artist! What about the extraordinary pride! Xiang Kun, how much money did you charge!"

"Let me personally go down and check this Bai Yao! It's too fake!"

Qi Wanli tugged at the corners of his mouth, he shook his head, ignored the roars of these guys who lost money, threw the big sword to the ground, and walked back to the backstage room slowly.

There, Xu Xian leaned against the door with his arms crossed, his eyes glowing with curiosity, and when Qi Wanli approached, he asked with a smile: "You are so powerful, what kind of martial art is that?"

Qi Wanli stopped and glanced at him.

"If you're interested, you can try it next time. ”

Xu Xian didn't look back at Qi Wanli's figure gradually walking away, but grinned, widened his eyes, and showed a heartfelt and somewhat exaggerated smile: "Great, great, great! It's been a long time since I've encountered such an interesting and interesting thing!"