Looking at the two water arrows, facing this scene, Zhang Zhi couldn't help but feel a little suffocated.

"I'm in the late stage of Qi training, how could I lose to a middle stage of Qi training!"

He glared angrily, and instantly controlled the golden sword and was about to kill the boy.

However, in the face of his attack, the traversal body only controlled a water arrow to stop it.

With a bang, the two spiritual spells collided, and finally the golden sword collapsed, and the water arrow was on the verge of collapse.

As for the other water arrow, it was attacking towards Zhang Zhi at this time.

In less than a minute, Zhang Zhi covered the mouth of the blood cave gushing with blood on his body, and looked at the young man with a calm expression not far away, his eyes were unwilling and full of confusion.

He actually lost, to a person who was in the middle of Qi training

Angry and unwilling, he opened his mouth to say something, but unfortunately the two blood holes that appeared on his body made him a little weak to speak.

At this time, the chatter around him also made him angry.

"It's so powerful, it can really defeat the late stage of Qi training"

"Mid-term Challenge, Late Stage, Cross-Tier Battle"

"Hahaha, this is the power of spiritual magic and artistic conception, Zhang Yun's little clan brother is really powerful!"

"If you want me to say that Zhang Zhi is a waste, he can't even beat him in the middle of Qi training!"

At this time, a bunch of people took advantage of the situation to mock Zhang Zhi.

Listening to the ridicule, Zhang Zhihao was not stunned.

"Zhang Yunsheng!"

As the middle-aged man who made the decision said who won and who lost, a monk looked at the young man who slowly walked out of the ring, and his face was full of sighs.

They never imagined that in just two months, this teenager would be able to come this far and become a genius

In a trance, some people remembered that the other party was defeated by the Qingyang Sword casually during the last small competition, and there was no picture that anyone paid attention to.

It's only been a month, but this time it's changed directly, and it has become very powerful.

At the same time, a person's memory of him has become very deep.

Compared to before, they reluctantly remembered him because of the Qingyang Sword and the embarrassment of the young man, this time it was completely because of himself, because of his strength and talent, he really remembered him.

As soon as he got out of the ring, a bunch of people immediately surrounded the crossing body, gossiping.

As for Zhang Zhi on the stage, no one paid attention to it.

In the ring, Zhang Zhi was angry and anxious, and after a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, he fainted directly.

Just as the crowd gathered around the traversal body, wanting to say something flattering, a voice suddenly came from high in the sky, and at the same time, a figure flew down.

When he looked up, he found that it was a white-bearded old man, who was the elder Zhang Yuanqing when he first entered the family.

His eyes were puzzled, and he didn't know what the elder was doing here.

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Looking at the two water arrows, facing this scene, Zhang Zhi couldn't help but feel a little suffocated.

"I'm in the late stage of Qi training, how could I lose to a middle stage of Qi training!"

He glared angrily, and instantly controlled the golden sword and was about to kill the boy.

However, in the face of his attack, the traversal body only controlled a water arrow to stop it.

With a bang, the two spiritual spells collided, and finally the golden sword collapsed, and the water arrow was on the verge of collapse.

As for the other water arrow, it was attacking towards Zhang Zhi at this time.

In less than a minute, Zhang Zhi covered the mouth of the blood cave gushing with blood on his body, and looked at the young man with a calm expression not far away, his eyes were unwilling and full of confusion.

He actually lost, to a person who was in the middle of Qi training

Angry and unwilling, he opened his mouth to say something, but unfortunately the two blood holes that appeared on his body made him a little weak to speak.

At this time, the chatter around him also made him angry.

"It's so powerful, it can really defeat the late stage of Qi training"

"Mid-term Challenge, Late Stage, Cross-Tier Battle"

"Hahaha, this is the power of spiritual magic and artistic conception, Zhang Yun's little clan brother is really powerful!"

"If you want me to say that Zhang Zhi is a waste, he can't even beat him in the middle of Qi training!"

At this time, a bunch of people took advantage of the situation to mock Zhang Zhi.

Listening to the ridicule, Zhang Zhihao was not stunned.

"Zhang Yunsheng!"

As the middle-aged man who made the decision said who won and who lost, a monk looked at the young man who slowly walked out of the ring, and his face was full of sighs.

They never imagined that in just two months, this teenager would be able to come this far and become a genius

In a trance, some people remembered that the other party was defeated by the Qingyang Sword casually during the last small competition, and there was no picture that anyone paid attention to.

It's only been a month, but this time it's changed directly, and it has become very powerful.

At the same time, a person's memory of him has become very deep.

Compared to before, they reluctantly remembered him because of the Qingyang Sword and the embarrassment of the young man, this time it was completely because of himself, because of his strength and talent, he really remembered him.

As soon as he got out of the ring, a bunch of people immediately surrounded the crossing body, gossiping.

As for Zhang Zhi on the stage, no one paid attention to it.

In the ring, Zhang Zhi was angry and anxious, and after a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, he fainted directly.

Just as the crowd gathered around the traversal body, wanting to say something flattering, a voice suddenly came from high in the sky, and at the same time, a figure flew down.

When he looked up, he found that it was a white-bearded old man, who was the elder Zhang Yuanqing when he first entered the family.

His eyes were puzzled, and he didn't know what the elder was doing here.

Looking at the two water arrows, facing this scene, Zhang Zhi couldn't help but feel a little suffocated.

"I'm in the late stage of Qi training, how could I lose to a middle stage of Qi training!"

He glared angrily, and instantly controlled the golden sword and was about to kill the boy.

However, in the face of his attack, the traversal body only controlled a water arrow to stop it.

With a bang, the two spiritual spells collided, and finally the golden sword collapsed, and the water arrow was on the verge of collapse.

As for the other water arrow, it was attacking towards Zhang Zhi at this time.

In less than a minute, Zhang Zhi covered the mouth of the blood cave gushing with blood on his body, and looked at the young man with a calm expression not far away, his eyes were unwilling and full of confusion.

He actually lost, to a person who was in the middle of Qi training

Angry and unwilling, he opened his mouth to say something, but unfortunately the two blood holes that appeared on his body made him a little weak to speak.

At this time, the chatter around him also made him angry.

"It's so powerful, it can really defeat the late stage of Qi training"

"Mid-term Challenge, Late Stage, Cross-Tier Battle"

"Hahaha, this is the power of spiritual magic and artistic conception, Zhang Yun's little clan brother is really powerful!"

"If you want me to say that Zhang Zhi is a waste, he can't even beat him in the middle of Qi training!"

At this time, a bunch of people took advantage of the situation to mock Zhang Zhi.

Listening to the ridicule, Zhang Zhihao was not stunned.

"Zhang Yunsheng!"

As the middle-aged man who made the decision said who won and who lost, a monk looked at the young man who slowly walked out of the ring, and his face was full of sighs.

They never imagined that in just two months, this teenager would be able to come this far and become a genius

In a trance, some people remembered that the other party was defeated by the Qingyang Sword casually during the last small competition, and there was no picture that anyone paid attention to.

It's only been a month, but this time it's changed directly, and it has become very powerful.

At the same time, a person's memory of him has become very deep.

Compared to before, they reluctantly remembered him because of the Qingyang Sword and the embarrassment of the young man, this time it was completely because of himself, because of his strength and talent, he really remembered him.

As soon as he got out of the ring, a bunch of people immediately surrounded the crossing body, gossiping.

As for Zhang Zhi on the stage, no one paid attention to it.

In the ring, Zhang Zhi was angry and anxious, and after a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, he fainted directly.

Just as the crowd gathered around the traversal body, wanting to say something flattering, a voice suddenly came from high in the sky, and at the same time, a figure flew down.

When he looked up, he found that it was a white-bearded old man, who was the elder Zhang Yuanqing when he first entered the family.

His eyes were puzzled, and he didn't know what the elder was doing here.

Looking at the two water arrows, facing this scene, Zhang Zhi couldn't help but feel a little suffocated.

"I'm in the late stage of Qi training, how could I lose to a middle stage of Qi training!"

He glared angrily, and instantly controlled the golden sword and was about to kill the boy.

However, in the face of his attack, the traversal body only controlled a water arrow to stop it.

With a bang, the two spiritual spells collided, and finally the golden sword collapsed, and the water arrow was on the verge of collapse.

As for the other water arrow, it was attacking towards Zhang Zhi at this time.

In less than a minute, Zhang Zhi covered the mouth of the blood cave gushing with blood on his body, and looked at the young man with a calm expression not far away, his eyes were unwilling and full of confusion.

He actually lost, to a person who was in the middle of Qi training

Angry and unwilling, he opened his mouth to say something, but unfortunately the two blood holes that appeared on his body made him a little weak to speak.

At this time, the chatter around him also made him angry.

"It's so powerful, it can really defeat the late stage of Qi training"

"Mid-term Challenge, Late Stage, Cross-Tier Battle"

"Hahaha, this is the power of spiritual magic and artistic conception, Zhang Yun's little clan brother is really powerful!"

"If you want me to say that Zhang Zhi is a waste, he can't even beat him in the middle of Qi training!"

At this time, a bunch of people took advantage of the situation to mock Zhang Zhi.

Listening to the ridicule, Zhang Zhihao was not stunned.

"Zhang Yunsheng!"

As the middle-aged man who made the decision said who won and who lost, a monk looked at the young man who slowly walked out of the ring, and his face was full of sighs.

They never imagined that in just two months, this teenager would be able to come this far and become a genius

In a trance, some people remembered that the other party was defeated by the Qingyang Sword casually during the last small competition, and there was no picture that anyone paid attention to.

It's only been a month, but this time it's changed directly, and it has become very powerful.

At the same time, a person's memory of him has become very deep.

Compared to before, they reluctantly remembered him because of the Qingyang Sword and the embarrassment of the young man, this time it was completely because of himself, because of his strength and talent, he really remembered him.

As soon as he got out of the ring, a bunch of people immediately surrounded the crossing body, gossiping.

As for Zhang Zhi on the stage, no one paid attention to it.

In the ring, Zhang Zhi was angry and anxious, and after a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, he fainted directly.

Just as the crowd gathered around the traversal body, wanting to say something flattering, a voice suddenly came from high in the sky, and at the same time, a figure flew down.

When he looked up, he found that it was a white-bearded old man, who was the elder Zhang Yuanqing when he first entered the family.

His eyes were puzzled, and he didn't know what the elder was doing here.

Looking at the two water arrows, facing this scene, Zhang Zhi couldn't help but feel a little suffocated.

"I'm in the late stage of Qi training, how could I lose to a middle stage of Qi training!"

He glared angrily, and instantly controlled the golden sword and was about to kill the boy.

However, in the face of his attack, the traversal body only controlled a water arrow to stop it.

With a bang, the two spiritual spells collided, and finally the golden sword collapsed, and the water arrow was on the verge of collapse.

As for the other water arrow, it was attacking towards Zhang Zhi at this time.

In less than a minute, Zhang Zhi covered the mouth of the blood cave gushing with blood on his body, and looked at the young man with a calm expression not far away, his eyes were unwilling and full of confusion.

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He actually lost, to a person who was in the middle of Qi training

Angry and unwilling, he opened his mouth to say something, but unfortunately the two blood holes that appeared on his body made him a little weak to speak.

At this time, the chatter around him also made him angry.

"It's so powerful, it can really defeat the late stage of Qi training"

"Mid-term Challenge, Late Stage, Cross-Tier Battle"

"Hahaha, this is the power of spiritual magic and artistic conception, Zhang Yun's little clan brother is really powerful!"

"If you want me to say that Zhang Zhi is a waste, he can't even beat him in the middle of Qi training!"

At this time, a bunch of people took advantage of the situation to mock Zhang Zhi.

Listening to the ridicule, Zhang Zhihao was not stunned.

"Zhang Yunsheng!"

As the middle-aged man who made the decision said who won and who lost, a monk looked at the young man who slowly walked out of the ring, and his face was full of sighs.

They never imagined that in just two months, this teenager would be able to come this far and become a genius

In a trance, some people remembered that the other party was defeated by the Qingyang Sword casually during the last small competition, and there was no picture that anyone paid attention to.

It's only been a month, but this time it's changed directly, and it has become very powerful.

At the same time, a person's memory of him has become very deep.

Compared to before, they reluctantly remembered him because of the Qingyang Sword and the embarrassment of the young man, this time it was completely because of himself, because of his strength and talent, he really remembered him.

As soon as he got out of the ring, a bunch of people immediately surrounded the crossing body, gossiping.

As for Zhang Zhi on the stage, no one paid attention to it.

In the ring, Zhang Zhi was angry and anxious, and after a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, he fainted directly.

Just as the crowd gathered around the traversal body, wanting to say something flattering, a voice suddenly came from high in the sky, and at the same time, a figure flew down.

When he looked up, he found that it was a white-bearded old man, who was the elder Zhang Yuanqing when he first entered the family.

His eyes were puzzled, and he didn't know what the elder was doing here.