Lounge.

Li Changqing opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Is this what makes a natural supernatural being? Sure enough, I'm still a lot worse than him. ”

Hundreds of meters wide, the rushing river hardly makes people think of competing with it.

Once the embankment breaks, it will be a big event that will shock the entire Qingzhou and even the entire Blue Star.

And just now, Bai Bai Ci actually used manpower to freeze part of the river, although it was only for a moment, but he did block the long river with manpower.

Although he relied on the sword technique to set up a white gift, Li Changqing understood that there was still a huge gap between himself and Bai Ci now.

Not counting the nine stars of the Upper Dao Palace, his spiritual power is still at the point of the middle two stars.

If he wants to compete with Bai Baici, he needs to at least advance the completion of the Yin God to more than 60%, and at the same time completely open the Dry Palace.

And now that the provincial competition is less than three months away, he must hurry up and practice.

"The road of martial arts, fighting, fighting."

Bai Bai will not be polite to him, and Li Changqing will not be polite to Bai Bai.

Now he could be sure that the path of spiritual energy ascension must have some level of conflict with the ancient qi practitioners.

Li Changqing can't reveal his identity as Lu Dongbin's heir.

But if he wants to make rapid progress, he can't lack spiritual energy, and he can't give anything during the day, and he can't press a sheep's pickle.

"I need enough attention, enough resources, enough to protect myself after someone discovers my identity as Lu Dongbin's heir."

And in Blue Star, the martial artist wants to get something, and there is no other way.

Contend!

Compete with your peers, compete with your predecessors.

And Daylight is his next target!

Only on the first day of defeating this Bashu Province did he have enough capital to compete for the resources he wanted.

That's when it happened.

Lu Xing, who had been frowning, suddenly ran in with the phone.

"Good news! Sun Sheng's ring ended early, someone defeated the defending warrior, and he is now on his way back! ”

Lu Xing punched hard, and he calmed down his excitement.

"Changqing, wait a minute."

"After the game starts, you and Sun Sheng will play first and second, Pan Changfeng can use the power of the media, and so can we."

"When the time comes, I will tell the media that the training match is to show the demeanor of our city's genius first, and for the sake of traffic and popularity, those media will definitely agree."

"If Pan Changfeng doesn't want to be criticized, he will inevitably send the youngest in the team, and when the time comes, as long as you and Sun Sheng play with style, or even win a small victory, we can use the topic to play."

"Our veteran is thick-skinned, anyway, the previous results were not good, and the people of Rong City do not expect much from us, as long as you and Sun Sheng look good, everything is easy to say!"

Lu Xing's brain is very bright, as long as Sun Sheng comes back, everything will be easy.

"Without further ado, I'll go out and communicate with the media."

Next to the ring.

Pan Changfeng's face is not so good-looking.

"Hell, who's going to mess with it!" He was in a bad mood.

An operation that could have been hyped up was ruined by this unexpected situation.

"He shouldn't have been given half an hour!" Pan Changfeng was in a hurry.

"That guy Sun Sheng didn't actually go on stage, but let him come back to play in good condition now."

Pan Changfeng was very unhappy.

Lu Xing's genius showdown is very much in line with the taste of the media, but where are they geniuses in Lushi this year.

Only the youngest main player in the team can be played.

"Lin Kun, Lin Heng."

"You two brothers are both new to the median two-star, don't think that Li Changqing and the two of them are median one-star and take it lightly."

"Especially Li Changqing! That guy has already started to get in touch with the prototype of Dao Yun, and I don't ask you two for anything. ”

"Even if you lose, you have to make the game scorching for me, and it must not be an exhibition match between the two of them."

"Understood?"

"Yes, Captain!"

In front of Pan Changfeng stood two young men with eighty percent similar appearances.

The two brothers were the champions and runners-up of the Lushi Youth Cup two years ago, and they are already the youngest players in the Lushi team.

Pan Changfeng patted the shoulders of the two brothers respectively.

"Get ready to get on the pitch, remember, give it your all from the start."

"Understood!"

At this moment, around the ring, more than a dozen media set up long guns and short cannons, facing Li Changqing who was standing in the ring, and Kaka was shooting randomly.

"Changqing, don't be nervous!"

Lu Xing stood under the ring and nervously cheered Li Changqing on.

Although his brain is very smart and he quickly figured out the corresponding strategy, whether it is successful or not depends on Li Changqing's performance.

"Don't worry, Captain, soon." Li Changqing opened his mouth.

In his mind, there was a figure of the frozen river during the day, a wisp of consciousness, and the psionic weapon that was still left outside the venue.

Li Changqing couldn't wait to go back and continue his cultivation, striving to completely catch up with Bai Ci within three months.

Opposite the ring, the boss Lin Kun took the lead.

Feeling Lin Kun's somewhat vain qi and blood, as well as the spirit that was not condensed enough in the spirit platform.

Li Changqing shook his head, let's do it quickly.

The referee was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties.

is still a median martial artist invited by the Martial Arts Association.

The status of the upper martial artist is transcendent, and he will not come to be the referee of the middle martial artist ring.

Generally speaking, matches with a median of three stars are usually handled by referees with a median of seven stars or higher.

In the case of three stars, multiple judges at the top of the median are responsible for avoiding irreversible injuries among players.

"The player is ready." The referee stepped back to the edge of the ring.

He raised his right hand aloft.

"Competition."

"Let's go!"

Rumble!

Lin Kun kept in mind the instructions given by Pan Changfeng.

Don't be careless, don't underestimate the enemy.

As soon as you make a shot, you will go all out.

Qi and blood hugged Dan and returned to strength, and visualized a sunrise East China Sea map in his mind.

Taken from the breath of the rising sun at sunrise.

Endless.

Just as he was about to make a move, Li Changqing also moved.

There is no vigorous explosion of qi and blood, and there is no visualization and artistic conception that makes the spiritual power tremble wildly.

He pointed at the sword and lightly pointed at Lin Kun.

The qi and blood of the Qiangong were converted, and the golden pill in the dantian slowly rotated.

The qi and blood of twice as many normal martial artists exploded.

Strength penetrates the body.

From beginning to end, Li Changqing has always been in a state of unity between heaven and man.

Majestic strength penetrates the body.

Directly into heaven and earth.

When Lin Kun was unaware.

The sword qi was invisible, and it had already come to him.

Bang!

"Li Changqing, win!"

Lin Kun was stunned, he looked at the referee who suddenly flashed in front of him and crushed something with one hand.

His neck was hot.

Strands of red stain the skin.

"I, defeated?" Lin Kun was stunned.

He touched his neck, and his skin cracked a small hole, and blood flowed out.

He subconsciously turned his head and met Pan Changfeng, who was also shocked with his eyes.

Off the field, Lu Xing's mouth opened wide.

Except for Sun Sheng, everyone behind him had the same expression.

Shocked, puzzled.

Unbelievable.

Li Changqing, defeated the median two-star martial artist in one move?

What kind of strength is he now!

"This guy has gotten stronger in a few days." Only Sun Sheng had some guesses in his heart.

He was the only man who had witnessed Li Changqing's cultivation speed with his own eyes.

That kind of unattainable gap is enough to cast a shadow on the hearts of ordinary martial artists.

"Next." Li Changqing stood in the ring, and his expression did not even change.

Pan Changfeng's face completely changed, and at this moment, Lin Heng had just stepped into the ring.

Seeing the fate of his eldest brother, he had no bottom in his heart.

Can it really be good-looking?

Although his mind was full of twists, the referee did not give him a chance to buffer.

Three seconds later, the referee raised his hand again.

"Play, let's go!"

Lin Heng is like his eldest brother.

Qi and blood explode, visualize the artistic conception.

Then Li Changqing just raised his finger.

Focus!

Lin Heng cheered up his spirit, and at the moment when Li Changqing raised his hand.

He threw a punch with all his might in front of him.

The sword qi is invisible, and nothing is slashed.

There is no difference between resisting and not resisting.

The fist wind disappeared, and the qi and blood that penetrated the body were instantly divided into two.

The referee instantly walked in front of Lin Heng and smashed the invisible sword qi.

"Li Changqing, win!"

Kakaka –

The media is completely boiling.

Big news, big news!

[The Fallen Genius Ascends to the Top Again], [Thirty Years in Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi]......

The headlines were already flashing in their heads.

The reporters looked at Pan Changfeng, whose face was ugly, and there was no comfort at all, but they only had the intention of gloating and watching jokes.

"Captain Pan is really high-spirited, and he is willing to use his own team to help our team's Li Changqing players prove themselves, admire and admire."

In a word, Pan Changfeng directly broke the defense.

He turned his head reluctantly and looked at Lu Xing, who directly began to talk about his face.

"Don't be too happy!"

"Who wins and loses, it's not yet decided!"

As he spoke, he looked at the two main forces next to him who were about to appear.

"I don't want to mention anything else, you must at least consume his physical strength for me."

No matter what they say, they must not give Li Changqing a five.

Otherwise, let alone playing the provincial competition, you will have to quit the team when you go back.

However, the development of events once again exceeded Pan Changfeng's expectations.

Thirty seconds.

They are the third main force in Lushi.

Defeated.

It's the same approach.

Invisible sword energy.

Everyone knows about it, but they just can't stop it.

Another thirty seconds.

Their second main force was defeated again.

Right now.

In the entire Lushi team, he is the only one left.

Li Changqing completed one wear four.

The reporters off the scene were completely in a frenzy.

The flashes are almost all in one.

In this regard, Li Changqing looked at Pan Changfeng, who was facing the ring with a blue face.

However, he actually glanced at the watch in his hand.

With the most polite words and the most calm tone, he spit out the warm-up of the provincial competition.

Among all the genius martial artists, the most arrogant and arrogant sentence.

"Can it be faster? I'm in a hurry. ”

Pan Changfeng went crazy, and his anger completely ignited him.

"Lee! Long! Green! ”

He was completely out of anger.

What did you do with him in this tone?

A plate of cold dishes that you can eat when you want and throw away when you want?

He jumped to his feet and jumped into the ring.

"I'll let you know what the gap between two-star and three-star martial artists is."

"Hairy boy, I don't know how thick the sky is!"

The hallmark of the median three-star is the power of mind.

But this does not mean that the mental power that can only play an auxiliary role is the embodiment of the gap between three stars and two stars.

Mental power is the product of mental power interfering with reality.

In essence, it means a qualitative change in mental power.

And the most obvious is reflected in the use of artistic conception.

Pan Changfeng wanted to use words to move back a little bit of the momentum gap first.

However, Li Changqing just shook his head.

"Shoot, you're talking too much nonsense."

Seeing that the two were in place, the referee retreated to the edge of the ring.

Raise your right hand.

"Play, let's go!"

As soon as the words fell.

Pan Changfeng moved.

He had seen Li Changqing's movements clearly just now.

Invisible energy.

Cast in the air, there is no warning of the energy at all.

Once locked, he is in danger.

You have to get closer.

Li Changqing's eyes opened and closed.

Median three-star?

Let's be serious.

He didn't use the Qi and Blood of the Qiangong to transform his spiritual power.

It's just three stars, so there's no need for that.

Whew-

The sound of long breathing resounded throughout the ring.

The world slowed down in his eyes.

Pan Changfeng was constantly approaching him, and his strong qi and blood were restrained by his mental power.

Creates a solid barrier on the surface of the body.

It seemed that he wanted to use this to block his unguardable invisible sword qi.

Li Changqing stretched his hands,

The ring floated in the breeze, and the wide sleeved robes of the two hands were hunting under the wind and waves.

Since the last time he used his Tai Chi method, he turned into Pure Yang Tai Chi.

This is the first time Li Changqing has used this to fight the enemy.

The Taishang Breathing Method works.

The body calls itself heaven and earth.

I'm too high.

Li Changqing didn't need to deliberately channel the forces of nature at all.

Heaven and earth will naturally follow in the footsteps of the Taishang.

Qi and blood are intertwined with heaven and earth, and Li Changqing's sleeves turn into dazzling sword light.

Pure Yang Taiji, green snake in the sleeve!

Practice sword tricks with fists.

Between the transformation of yin and yang, rigidity and softness are combined.

Stir up the purest sword intent.

The sword light up the ring.

It also illuminated Pan Changfeng's cheeks.

This is a power that he simply cannot stop.

Boom!

There is no sword in his hand, but there is a sword in the ring.

The vertical and horizontal sword qi left a mark on the ring.

The referee grabbed Pan Changfeng's body and retreated to the edge of the ring, and the latter's clothes were torn inch by inch.

Turned into strips of broken fabric.

The venue was quiet.

Under the ring, Lu Xing was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Won, really won.

Not only that, Li Changqing actually completed one pick five by himself!

What a concept it is.

Thinking of this, Lu Xing was so excited that he almost fainted.

Kakaka –

Finally, the reporters also reacted.

The cameras were focused on Li Changqing.

But at this moment.

A sharp-eyed reporter swept across the venue.

His child's hole is constricted.

Screams pierced the room.

"Give it during the day!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

"What? The daytime is also here! ”

"What is he here for?"

But not before the reporters went crazy.

The temperature of the entire venue plummeted in an instant.

From more than 20 degrees, it fell to single digits in an instant.

The sudden drop in temperature made all the reporters dare not say a word, so they had to wrap their short sleeves tightly and shiver.

Li Changqing frowned, and he looked across the venue.

Two figures stood there silently.

"Li Changqing."

Daytime Ci stepped forward slowly.

His eyes swept over everyone on the Lushi team.

Didn't stop for a moment.

"Median two-star."

"It's only been a long time since the Youth Cup, and you've cultivated to this point."

Journalists held their breath.

Difficulty: Are they going to witness history?

The first day of Bashu Province and the second day of the meeting.

Will it be the green plum boiling wine about the heroes of the world, or the toast to drink and laugh about Kunlun?

but

Neither.

"Unfortunately, I was wrong." During the day, the face is expressionless.

"I actually expected you to be him, but I didn't expect to come over and see you still playing with a bunch of garbage."

"I was so wrong, how could you be him?"

The words given during the day made Pan Changfeng, who was already depressed, almost faint, but the latter was not over yet.

"Go to the ring with a group of junks in their thirties who haven't broken through the median five-star yet."

"You."

"It's rubbish, too."

Bai Bai Ci raised his chin and looked down at Li Changqing condescendingly.

He was in a very bad mood, very bad.

Qin Hui, who thought he was smart, really found out what clues he was talking about.

On the way here, Bai Ci was still thinking about what attitude he should use to treat Li Changqing, who he once regarded as a waste.

He had even figured out how to refute the conclusions that the idiots at the Psionic Research Institute had so easily.

But when he came, he saw it.

Li Changqing was actually fighting with a group of old things in their thirties who were still in the middle of the three-star rank.

Even, it also uses Taoist rhyme and artistic conception.

Thinking of the ring, that just by virtue of the power of thought, he can use an ordinary iron sword.

Easily break through Qinchuan's proudest defense.

That kind of swinging the sword like the will of heaven is the real swordsmanship.

He only felt that he had taken the idea that Li Changqing was that person, and that he was all a genius who slashed out that sword.

The most impudent humiliation.

"Oh, who are you talking about?"

Facing the angry Bai Ci and the latter's mockery, the corners of Li Changqing's mouth curled.

"You don't deserve to know who he is." Daytime given unceremoniously.

"Your sword is compared to his."

"It's rubbish!"

"Whether it's your cultivation speed or your combat talent, you are far inferior to him, and it took so many days to cultivate to the middle two-star."

Immediately, he turned around and walked towards the exit without looking back.

"What genius, what Dao rhyme?"

"It's just a piece of waste that can't even be touched by psionic energy."

"Your sword is less than one-tenth the size of that guy."

"No, it's one percent!"