The cold has not yet arrived.

The sharp qi had already cut through Sun Sheng's skin, and his throat was red.

The rich killing intent instantly penetrated the heavenly spirit, and the neck was cold and piercing, as if it had really been beheaded by a sword.

Oops!

Sun Sheng's heart was shocked, and the shadow of death shrouded him.

In mid-air, he couldn't adjust his body, and helplessly, Sun Sheng could only forcibly burst out of qi and blood, and poured it into the two long sticks in his hand that were cut off by Li Changqing with the green snake in his sleeve.

Immediately, it was thrown out!

As casually as cutting tofu, the speed of the cold mangs did not even cut by half a minute.

However, with the rhythm of heaven and earth, driven by the wind, it is getting faster and faster.

The long stick was completely cut.

The qi and blood barrier was broken.

This is Li Changqing's killer trick.

Swordsmanship that can't be dodged, a flying sword in 100 steps.

The blade is here.

Two fingers slammed into the tip of the sword from the side.

Zheng –

The fierce sword roar resounded throughout the ring, and the killing qi made the referee who was holding the long sword frown.

"What a murderous aura!"

As soon as this sword came out, it did not leave the slightest room at all.

At the moment of throwing the sword, some are just pure killing opportunities to take the head of the person on the neck.

The referee's two fingers were forced, and the spiritual power of the median nine-star enveloped the sword body, which suppressed the murderous aura of the long sword, and the sword intent contained in it completely dissipated.

Sun Sheng stood behind the referee, his face pale as paper as the dual secret techniques of qi, blood and spirit subsided.

If it weren't for his tenacious will, he would have been paralyzed to the ground under the pressure of physical and mental sleepiness.

Even if he could still stand in the ring, Sun Sheng didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

The whole venue was silent.

"I lost." Sun Sheng closed his eyes and admitted his defeat.

The referee walked up to Li Changqing and raised the latter's left arm.

"Li Changqing, win!"

With the referee decided, the match was brought to an end.

In an instant, the shouts of landslides and tsunamis drowned out the entire venue.

"Li Changqing! Li Changqing! Li Changqing! ”

The audience called out his name.

In the stands, Kang Tianchen punched hard.

Win!

Looking at the confident figure standing in the ring, Kang Tianchen felt like a world away.

I just feel that everything around me is so unreal.

"Changqing, I really won the championship."

The surprise on Hou Chengtian's face has not yet subsided, and tonight, Li Changqing gave him too many unexpected surprises.

The following martial artist mastered the use of artistic conception, and at the age of 22, he came into contact with Dao Yun, and it is very likely that he will become the youngest grandmaster in the future.

At this moment, Hou Chengtian no longer hesitated.

To bet, but also to bet heavily!

He even felt that his identity as a high-ranking martial artist was not enough.

Hou Chengtian immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his senior brother.

This is the biggest advantage of the Chengtian Martial Arts Pavilion compared to other forces in Rong City.

Without any information transmission, he could directly contact a powerful psyker.

Commentary seats.

Tang Cheng leaned back in his chair, and three eyes shot at him in unison.

"Teacher Tang Cheng, your prediction is still as accurate as ever."

Kang Hui held back a smile and showed Tang Cheng the barrage in the official live broadcast room.

"I think everyone says that Tang Cheng bought it the opposite, and the villa is close to the sea. It seems that your image in the hearts of the audience is very profound. ”

predicting who wins and who will be overturned, this is the case everywhere, and his identity as Tang Cheng's poisonous milk has been completely confirmed.

"There's no way, who made our champion the genius Li Changqing? The fate of geniuses is indeed impossible for me to predict with an ordinary commentary. ”

At this moment, Tang Cheng was a little broken.

"I was slapped in the face by the most talented young man in our Rong City, I admit it!"

He pointed to Li Changqing standing in the ring on the screen.

"After all, this is a future grandmaster, and Li Changqing's talent is definitely within a hundred even if you look at the whole country!"

"Except for those subspace holy children who were born with supernatural powers and were even born with psychic abilities, Li Changqing's talent is undoubtedly the top!"

"Let's cheer for this young genius!"

The host hurriedly ran to the ring and handed the microphone to Li Changqing.

"Li Changqing, do you have anything to say about this victory?"

Li Changqing smiled slightly: "It deserves its name." ”

He was still so confident that he even declared his victory with an arrogant attitude.

But no one felt anything wrong, not even the failed Sun Sheng.

Such a genius martial artist should have been so arrogant, and he should have been so contemptuous.

As he spoke, Li Changqing naturally took the microphone from the host's hand.

"I can have today's victory thanks to two people."

"The first one is Kang Tianchen, Coach Kang, who enlightened me in all martial arts and made an exception to take me into the gate of martial arts."

As soon as the words fell, countless cameras instantly turned to the direction of Li Changqing's finger and shot at Kang Tianchen.

Titles such as "He, the man who taught the young grandmaster" and "The strongest coach in Rongshi" have already begun to be formulated.

After a pause, Li Changqing's eyes moved up and saw Chen Danqing sitting in the audience and preparing to leave.

"Another, I want to thank Chen Danqing for his selfless help on the road of martial arts, Old Man Chen, without his help, I would not have been able to master the use of artistic conception in the lower period, and I would not have won today."

The audience was in an uproar.

Even Hou Chengtian suddenly turned his head and looked at the ordinary old man in the audience.

can let a subordinate martial artist master the artistic conception, what is this sacred?

"This stinky boy!" Chen Danqing scolded with a smile. "I don't know the old man, do I hate showing my head the most?"

Chen Danqing was full of smiles, and fled with his back to the camera, although his mouth was scolding, his smile couldn't stop overflowing.

……

It was less than five minutes before Li Changqing won.

Rongshi's official martial arts website, a large number of press releases are crowded together.

In front of him was "22-year-old talented player Li Changqing, who won the Youth Cup crown".

What's more, in order to attract people's attention, they directly hit the title of "Future Martial Arts Master Li Changqing".

At the age of 22, he was able to win the crown, and the influence of this talent has not only been limited to Rongshi, but has also begun to spread on the Internet.

However, after all, Rong City is not a powerful martial arts urban area in Qingzhou, and with the end of the Youth Cup competitions in various places, all kinds of news are overwhelming.

Li Changqing did not get as much attention as he did in Rongshi.

Offstage.

Kang Tianchen stepped forward quickly and gave Li Changqing a warm hug.

"Evergreen! You win! ”

"You are the winner of this year's Youth Cup!"

Huang Xuan stood aside, his eyes flashing with excitement, and he said with some envy:

"Senior Brother Li, your stage is definitely not limited to our Rong City, you won the championship this time, and you will definitely represent our Rong City in the provincial competition in the future."

According to the previous practice, the top 16 of the Youth Cup are all candidates for the provincial competition, and Li Changqing, as the champion, will inevitably sit firmly in the starting position of this year's provincial competition.

It's not the same as the Youth Cup, from the provincial to the state, to the continental and finally to the national race.

These martial arts competitions are all based on a team point system, with five starters and five substitutes, and rankings are calculated according to team points.

In the past five years, they have only won the starting spot once, and the rest of the time they are all substitutes.

They never thought that someone in the Chengtian Martial Arts Pavilion could really win the crown.

At this time, Hou Chengtian walked briskly.

"Changqing, the people from the Psionic Energy Research Institute are already on their way here, they are coming from the capital of Qingzhou by a transfer plane, and they should be coming to take you to prepare the seed plan tomorrow at the latest."

"So urgent?" Li Changqing didn't expect that the people from the research institute would come a little quickly.

"It's normal, you haven't been exposed to this kind of project before, you don't know. The Seed Plan is an important project to assist the warrior in the ascension of psionic energy, and each candidate needs to be customized individually, which consumes far more energy than you can imagine. ”

"After they come tomorrow, they should take you to various tests, and by next month at the latest, they should be able to start preparing for your psionic resonance, and then your cultivation will improve several times faster than you originally did."

Hou Chengtian explained to Li Changqing very patiently.

"The purpose of the seed plan is to cultivate powerful psionics to fight against the alien fleet in the future, and with the fact that you can get access to the Dao Yun talent now, it will give you a large percentage of the seed plan.

"During this time, my suggestion is that you can focus your energy on improving the martial arts realm, and the cultivation of qi, blood, and spiritual power can be suspended."

"I see, Master." Li Changqing nodded in understanding, and after speaking, he looked at Kang Tianchen again.

"Coach, take me to register as a martial artist tomorrow." He scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"Lately, I've been a little poor."

"You kid." Kang Tianchen was made to cry and laugh, and nodded again and again.

"Okay, okay, tomorrow I'll take you to register as a martial artist first, get the stipend, and then we'll go to the seed plan test."

"You can't be poor in our Rong City, the strongest genius."