At this time, Qi Ming's figure was almost more than a zhang high, his clothes were all torn, but the leather skirt under his body was intact, and as his body grew larger, he also became a treasure.

The golden skin was a little dazzling, and the surging power made the muscles tremble rapidly.

Jiang Shan raised his head and looked at Qi Ming, because he stood too close, he actually looked down on his face, but what caught his eye was the huge nostrils that were pitch black.

A huge sense of oppression came out of Qi Ming's body, Jiang Shan frowned, but he didn't take a step back.

If he retreats at this time, his momentum will be weak!

"Senior Brother Jiang, take it!"

An ordinary sentence was as if it was struck out by Hongzhong Dalu, and the voice was terrifyingly loud.

The rivers and mountains were startled, and the next moment Qi Ming's arms were already whistling down, with an extremely powerful wind. The golden spiritual power generated spiritual wisdom on the arm, as if it was burning, dragging a long tail above the head of the country!

"There is almost a second-layer cultivation of the opening aperture, and with this golden steel hegemonic body, those ordinary cultivators of the second layer of the opening aperture are afraid that they will not be able to defeat him!" Lin Shi said lightly.

Bai Qingling didn't look half worried, and nodded lightly.

"Ling'er, aren't you worried about that little guy?"

Bai Ling'er bit her lip, and then said softly: "I believe in him!"

There were many people in the Bluestone Square who saw Qi Ming's cultivation, and they were not as cold and indifferent as Bai Qingling and Lin Shi. This Qi Ming has a cultivation close to the second layer of enlightenment, and with this "golden steel strength", his strength is already comparable to that of a real second-layer cultivator. "Jingang Jin" is fierce to strong, attacking like Jingang Mountain, punctual like an iron plate, those ordinary disciples can't help but secretly worry about the country.

Most of the disciples were a little apprehensive in their hearts, if Jiang Shan lost in the first round, the bet they made would naturally be empty.

Many disciples didn't want to see Jiangshan because of Bai Qingling, but at this moment, they miraculously turned their hearts to one place and cheered for Jiangshan in their hearts.

Of course, there were a few disciples in the crowd with a faint joy on their faces, and most of these people lost the first game after buying the country.

The huge arm was full of golden light, like half of the mountain smashing down on Jiang Shan's head.

And at the same time, almost everyone's heart is in the throat.

Several of the elders had even stood up.

Everyone is imagining in their minds how to fight back.

The arms are getting closer and closer, and they are not even a palm's distance from the top of Jiang Shan's head.

Jiang Shan didn't make any moves, he still just raised his head, as if he was looking at the palm prints in Qi Ming's huge palm.

Those disciples' minds exploded, and everyone's original nervous emotions turned into deep resentment in an instant, and their eyes looked at Jiang Shan with infinite killing intent.

There are even people who have cursed it.

"Fucking shit, die, die!"

With the first person scolding, the resentment of the rest of the people was instantly mobilized, and many people's scolding words had already reached their throats.

At this time, the rivers and mountains on the stage suddenly disappeared in place, and there was almost no warning, as if there was no one under Qi Ming's palm.

Those scolding words stopped in his throat in an instant, and the look in his eyes became stunned, and the next moment everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes and began to look for Jiangshan.

Jiangshan, where did he go?

Jiang Shan stood behind Qi Ming dignifiedly, gentle and elegant, with a straight waist, looking at Qi Ming's back very seriously.

Then he suddenly slowly stretched out his palm and gently imprinted it towards Qi Ming's back.

Everyone was clamoring for a while.

Qi Ming's eyes gave birth to a look of confusion, the blow that was bound to be won, but when it came to the top of the country, he suddenly disappeared. He was standing so close to Jiang Shan that he didn't notice it at all.

This is just too big a mistake.

Mistakes come at a price, and when the drum noise in Bluestone Square suddenly sounded like a tide, he knew he was going to pay the price.

He didn't need to look back at all to be sure that Jiang Shan must be behind him at this time.

But his last move, "Jin Gangjin", has already been used, and speed is not his strong point at all, and he has no possibility of dodging Jiangshan's next attack at all.

He felt a little chill in his heart, and the country disappeared like a ghost, letting him know how big the gap between him and this person was.

Qi Ming's "Golden Steel Strength" didn't have time to retract at all, and the huge fist force slammed down on the "King Kong Wood" floor, and the entire high platform shook violently, and then the original position where Jiang Shan was standing was knocked out of a fist pit.

With the sound of violent vibration, suddenly the entire bluestone square returned to calm from the hustle and bustle again.

In the complete calm, Qi Ming heard a faint voice behind him.

"You're defeated!"

He turned his head slowly, Jiang Shan took a step away from him, and the smooth fists were gently pressing against his back.

The fist was very pale and small, and it didn't carry even half a cent of spiritual power at all.

Everyone was staring at that fist, but for some reason, they gradually showed admiration.

Jiang Shan clenched his fists like that, his head was slightly tilted, and the corners of his mouth gradually pulled out an extremely sincere smile, and then the next moment he silently retracted his fist and turned it behind him.

Qi Ming was silent for a long time, and suddenly his body was like a relieved balloon, quickly shrinking, and soon returned to normal.

"I'm defeated!"

Qi Ming nodded, and then walked down from the high platform.

This battle is like lightning, the victory and defeat are divided in the blink of an eye, and many people have not yet understood it.

"That's the end of the first game?"

"How did Jiang Shan disappear from under Qi Ming's fist just now, did you see it clearly?"

"No, it's really that he's fast, it seems that he was originally standing behind Qi Ming, the evil gate, it's really too evil!"

Of course, there are people who see it clearly.

"That method seems to be the 'Thunder Technique', I heard that this method is easy to get started, and it is very difficult to integrate it, but looking at the appearance of the country, it seems that it has been a little done!"

"Yes!Although the level of the 'Running Thunder Technique' is not high, but below the opening period, I am afraid that there is no magic trick that can compare with its speed, since Jiang Shan knows this 'Running Thunder Technique', it seems that I am afraid to give us a lot of surprises today. ”

"Yes, below the enlightenment period, he almost has an absolute speed advantage, which is almost equivalent to being invincible, before I said that he might last to the fifth level, it seems that it may really be possible to make history now, and it is unknown if he passes more than five levels!" said the Ping elder.

And the Lin Shi who was in mid-air bowed slightly: "This kid is really good!"

Bai Qingling's eyes showed joy.

Lin Shi continued: "More importantly, it is quite benevolent!"

If Jiangshan hears this, he will definitely give a thumbs up.

"The wind of the ghost's benevolent man, if you want to fight eight games in a row, don't you need money to buy spiritual power, what should I do when I run out? Brother still wants to win eight games in a row!"