After a match.

Gao Yi immediately recognized Ling Jiuqiu's trickiness.

He hurriedly retreated backwards, and after avoiding Ling Jiuqiu's pursuit, his feet suddenly moved, but his tall and burly body was as flexible as a monkey at this time, and he just took two steps back, and suddenly rushed forward, coming to Ling Jiuqiu's side.

A punch slammed into Ling Jiuqiu's temple.

The punch was as fast as the wind, and it was powerful and heavy.

It has both the majesty of the golden-maned lion and the domineering of the yellow-level middle-grade martial arts open-tablet fist.

Ling Jiuqiu's body was deflected, and his left arm was quickly raised, blocking the opponent's attack route, while also half-covering the opponent's line of sight, and his right hand stabbed the opponent's abdomen like lightning.

This palm is stealthy and fast.

It was like a cold poisonous snake suddenly bursting out of the dense forest, revealing its devouring fangs.

Gao Yi couldn't help but stand on end.

His proud defensive power was obviously not invincible in front of Ling Jiuqiu, even the hardest fist in his body was injured by the opponent's attack, and it was impossible for other parts to resist.

If you exchange injuries for injuries, you must be the ones who suffer.

He resolutely withdrew and retreated.

As soon as Jiuqiu's feet moved, the eight-step Cicada of the Proficiency Realm started to run, and his speed suddenly increased by a bit, and he chased after Gao Yi.

His palms almost turned into phantoms, and while chasing, he attacked wildly, not giving the other party a chance to breathe.

Gao Yi retreated, and he completely fell into passivity.

Under Ling Jiuqiu's continuous attacks, he could only retreat at full speed while concentrating all his energy on dodging or blocking.

"Bump! Touch! Touch! ”

The dull sound of collision sounded intensively.

It was only more than two seconds after the start of the fight, and the battle was so fierce that it aroused the enthusiasm of the audience at once.

"Chiyan, come on!!"

"Kill him!"

"Gao Yi, you waste, go and die!"

More than 1,000 spectators shouted frantically, watching the two strong men fight to the death in the ring, but they arbitrarily commented and even insulted them outside the arena, and they couldn't help but feel a strange pleasure in their hearts.

One of the premium viewing areas.

One of the Ling clan's stewards was watching the battle between the two.

When he saw Chiyan's martial spirit, he was immediately shocked, and immediately thought of Ling Jiuqiu, who had been missing for more than a month.

But after all, Chi Yan was a little different from Ling Jiuqiu's martial spirit, and he hurriedly bought a copy of Chi Yan's information.

After looking through it carefully, I couldn't help but be shocked.

He was already eighty percent sure that Chiyan was Ling Jiuqiu.

Merely......

In less than two months, he has such strength, how many points is stronger than the deputy leader of a medium-sized gang?

Isn't it stronger than your own strength?

What a terrifying cultivation speed this is?

Where did he get so many cultivation resources?

The steward was shocked and full of doubts.

You must know that the cultivation of the True Qi Realm is mainly water grinding kung fu, which is mainly based on accumulating true qi and refining the body, and there is no threshold that is too difficult to cross.

With sufficient resources, as long as the cultivation talent is not too bad, almost all of them can be promoted to the peak of the True Qi Realm step by step.

It's just fast or slow.

But that's the way it goes.

In fact, the premise of sufficient cultivation resources is the biggest threshold.

Otherwise, the deputy gang leader of a medium-sized gang, the stewards of the four major families, and even most of the middle-level of other forces, why was it that he was only hovering in the middle of the True Qi Realm at the age of thirty or forty?

They are not bad at talent.

Many people have Xuan-level martial souls, and some ground-level martial souls, and they are not even twenty years old before they have the cultivation of the middle stage of the True Qi Realm.

Did the next twenty years be lazy?

Of course not.

It's because they don't have enough resources.

It's like a fish swimming against the current, if the momentum is strong enough, it will pass in one breath, and if you don't rush through, you may be desperate and can only barely stay there, or even be washed down.

The same is true for martial arts practice.

Cultivation resources determine that momentum.

Let's take an analogy.

If you consume 100 Qi and Blood Pills in a row, you will be able to cultivate to the late stage of the True Qi Realm in one go, but if you only consume 10 Qi and Blood Pills per month, it will take several years to break through.

Once you can't achieve courage and diligence, then in the process of cultivating for a long time, while your cultivation is slowly improving, you are also regressing with the decay and decay of your physical body.

Between advancing and retreating, cultivation is likely to come to a standstill, or even begin to regress.

Martial arts cultivation is so cruel!

Either you go all the way, or don't give up the senseless toss.

Most teenagers with good talents rushed to the middle stage of the True Qi Realm, or even the late stage, in one go, but in the following decades, their cultivation did not make any progress, which was a very common thing.

Such an exaggerated cultivation speed as Ling Jiuqiu.

Not to mention the issue of cultivation talent, in terms of resources alone, it is definitely sufficient to the extent that there is almost no limit, so that it is possible to continuously break through to the middle stage of the True Qi Realm in one go.

So here's the problem.

Ling Jiuqiu was stopped by the family for money, could it be that he could quickly earn a large amount of cultivation resources just by relying on his newly awakened strength? And don't delay the cultivation time in the slightest?

Even if he has a relatively dazzling record in the primary field, but before that, without rich resources, how can he have the strength to sweep the primary field?

The steward thought for a while, didn't care to continue watching the fierce battle between Ling Jiuqiu and the two, and hurriedly got up and left.

After returning to the Ling Mansion, he immediately reported the news of Ling Jiuqiu's appearance to the patriarch and handed over Chiyan's information.

After reading the information, Ling Feihong frowned.

In order to avoid the two brothers from fighting, he had already decided to suppress Ling Jiuqiu, and naturally he didn't want to see Ling Jiuqiu grow up.

After pondering for a while, Ling Feihong put down the information in his hand and said in a deep voice: "You go and let Ling Jiuqiu come back." ”

The steward hesitated for a moment and asked, "What if he refuses?" ”

"Then remove him from the family."

Ling Feihong's face was calm, but he sighed helplessly in his heart.

Let him be ordinary is to protect him!

If Ling Jiuqiu is unwilling to be ordinary, then expel him from the family, as long as he and Ling Bailong are separated, there is no competition and hostility between the two, which can be regarded as a kind of protection for him.

The words in Feihong's mouth made the steward tremble.

"It seems that even if Ling Jiuqiu showed such talent and strength, the patriarch still decided to give up on him and resolutely stand on Ling Bailong's side."

The steward hurriedly took the order and left.

……

The intermediate field ring at this time.

The battle between the two has come to an end.

Under Ling Jiuqiu's tireless and frenzied pursuit regardless of defense, Gao Yi couldn't parry it at all.

Although Ling Jiuqiu's palm knife attack could only cause him minor injuries, his counterattack could not shake Ling Jiuqiu's Soul Refining Ding.

It just made Jiuqiu like a tireless robot, not giving him a chance to breathe.

So much so that the damage from the attacks accumulated again and again, and Gao Yi was already seriously injured at this time, his chest and two arms were already full of scars, and blood was almost all over his upper body.