Preparation seats.

Li Changqing roughly swept through the Group A they were assigned to.

The first-tier team is Yang Zhiming's ferry team.

The second-tier team is the fifth-ranked Jane City, although it is a second-tier team, but the main team also has four median five-star and one median four-star, and has the strength to compete for the championship.

As for the bottom two teams, it's normal.

"First and fifth, heh, it's really not pretending." Li Changqing pouted, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the news of the martial arts sector in Bashu Province.

The hot searches were all occupied by the missing Cao Feng and Yang Zhiming.

The lottery and the news that Sun Sheng was recalled by the Psionic Research Institute, even if Li Changqing searched for keywords, did not jump out of even one.

"Players from both sides are invited to enter."

At this moment, the radio sounded from the preparation seat.

Li Changqing put the phone in the cabinet and locked it, then got up and walked to the ring.

The huge ring is sandwiched between two mountain peaks, and below is the white clouds flowing between the mountains.

At a height of more than 2,000 meters, if the player suffers from a fear of heights, he may not be able to stand on his feet in the ring.

The Changhe River is also more than a dozen kilometers away from the nearest place in the ring.

The ring was empty all around, except for the peaks on either side, only the flowing wind remained.

Li Changqing stepped into the ring, and inside the opposite peak, a young man in his thirties also walked out slowly.

He was wearing a black power suit, with gold threads outlined at the cuffs, which added a little extravagance out of thin air.

The man has short and broken hair, and a black hero scarf is tied to his forehead, and his air is magnificent.

As soon as Li Changqing stepped into the ring, he instantly noticed that familiar gaze.

Looking up, a huge airship hovers over the ring.

The two lines of sight condensed into substance, and the impact of spiritual power was separated at the touch of a touch in the air.

Inside the airship, Bai Ci retracted his gaze, and the ice-blue Tong Kong looked back at the camera in front of him.

"As we guessed, the strength stratification of the Rongshi team is very obvious, and in the face of the ferry team, they can only send the only Li Changqing who can play."

He completely controlled the rhythm of the commentary seat, and the other two professional commentators completely became his repeaters.

The host's back was covered with cold sweat, and he could only start to hold his heels.

"Mr. Bai, the ferry team is all the main force this time, since their captains have already played, why don't they go head-to-head with Mr. Li Changqing?"

Daytime gave a chuckle.

"Of course, this is a tactic, if the warrior is only well-limbed and simple-minded, then why should he face the alien fleet in the future?"

"Of course, the ferry team didn't use any clever tactics, but it was the easiest way to attack the other's weaknesses with their own strengths."

"Since only Li Changqing can handle the Rong City team, then we will make a fuss about your only combat power, the simplest wheel battle, first consume the physical strength of the other team members, and finally let the experienced and strongest captain kill with one blow."

The host listened and nodded again and again, but as a genius, he couldn't help but say:

"Yes, in the face of the powerful Li Changqing, even if it is the No. 1 ranked ferry team, it can only choose the wheel battle, and it is worthy of being one of the most powerful geniuses in the provincial competition."

Bai Bai Ci listened to this in his ears, since he was forced to call Li Changqing a word of Grandmaster Mr. last time.

For this guy who can't touch psionic energy and is still a platform for the old art that should have been eliminated, the disgust given by the day has reached its peak.

The temperature of the commentary seat plummeted by seven or eight degrees, and the host was excited.

Oops, the wrong thing!

"What a genius, it's just a deceitful who can't access spiritual energy, in exchange for a deceptive who has an extremely fast cultivation speed in the middle stage."

During the day, the ice-blue eyes were full of disdain, he looked at the camera, and the live broadcast channel spread his evaluation of Li Changqing throughout Bashu Province.

"We practice martial arts, always to start the ascension of spiritual energy as soon as possible, and his cultivation method is just a ridiculous fight made by people who can't get close to spiritual energy for the rest of their lives."

At this moment, in the ring, Li Changqing and Qian Jiang were already facing each other.

In the ring of median martial artists, the referees have changed from singular to plural median nine-star martial artists.

Do your best to prevent casualties.

"Do you need weapons?" The referee asked, standing between the two.

"Yes!" Qian Jiang didn't think twice, since the middle realm, the proportion of blades in the game has greatly increased.

When he came to the weapon rack, Qian Jiang immediately pulled out a two-meter spear from it.

After being modified, the body of the gun, which is not too long, is very suitable for battles between warriors.

The spear is the weapon with the highest appearance rate in major competitions.

Compared to swords, a blade that cannot be operated by a non-skilled master.

The spear of Gangmeng, both in terms of difficulty and power, far surpasses other blades.

On the commentary seat, the host has found his position.

He is in charge of complimenting, and all conclusions and evaluations must not be interfered with.

"Mr. Bai, as the captain of our Bashu Provincial Team, what kind of blade do you think Li Changqing will choose?"

During the day, the game picture of Li Changqing flashed back to the previous one.

"This guy's skills tend to be flexible, and he has mastered the so-called Dao Yun, so he will definitely choose a weapon like a sword."

"Mr. Bai, can you give us a prediction of the outcome of the game?"

"Predictions?" Bai Tianci said casually: "The victory or defeat is very simple, Qian Jiang is used as a victim of the wheel war, he can't win, but I have seen his game video, Li Changqing wants to beat him, it will definitely not be easy, according to his style of play." ”

In my mind, the scene where Li Changqing penetrated the entire Lushi team came to mind.

"This guy likes to rely on his fast cultivation speed, overwhelm people with power, and defeat opponents with strong qi, blood and spiritual power, but Qianjiang's exercises are heavy and calm, if he still follows the previous fighting style, he will definitely suffer a lot."

Hearing this, the host was a little puzzled.

"Mr. Bai, isn't Li Changqing the best at martial arts, and has mastered Dao Yun and is respected as a martial arts grandmaster? Shouldn't it be, he's more skillful? ”

"Martial arts?" Daytime gave a disdainful smile.

"His Dao Yun is just able to use the power of the long river, this place is far away from the long river, is there anything around him that can be borrowed? You have been deceived by his appearance. ”

"Approaching spiritual energy is the way of martial arts, striking skills are just small skills on the path of cultivation, relying on cleverness can not win, Li Changqing has always relied on the speed of cultivation to obtain the basic strength higher than others."

"Oh, I see!" The host and the other two commentators immediately showed their expressions.

The corners of his mouth were outlined during the day, and in his heart, he had never seen the so-called old martial arts.

What realm, what rhyme?

It's all bullshit, you Li Changqing just rely on your cultivation speed.

The so-called Dao Yun is just a step up to your basic quality, which is already stronger than your opponent.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Bai Baici's mind, and he smiled:

"You can actually think of Li Changqing as a player in the game, those players who frantically buffed themselves before the battle, but now that he has lost the space to buff, this ring battle will inevitably fall into a bitter battle."

During the day, the commentary is the first to do, not just the host and the two commentators.

The online audience also believed it.

In most people's eyes, being strong means being more understanding.

Bai Bai Ci is a natural supernatural person, and he must be stronger than Li Changqing, so what he said is right.

"So that's the case, doesn't it mean that the so-called martial arts are faster to practice, and the old art can't compare to spiritual energy."

"It's just that, I'm almost misled, if you really want to talk about it, it must be stronger to be able to master supernatural powers."

glanced at the electronic screen that kept flashing the barrage, and the smile on his face became more intense during the day.

"There is a saying, as a natural supernatural person, it is necessary for me to tell the audience."

He stared at the screen and lifted his chin proudly.

"The old arts, there has never been a strong person above the median level alone, only spiritual energy is the only way out for us humans."

"Whether it is a high-level martial artist who has mastered supernatural powers, or a psionic person who has successfully ascended to psionic energy, it is not comparable to the cultivation of old arts, even those so-called martial arts masters in the past are also high-ranking realms that rely on psionic energy to reach the top!"

With the rendering of the day, in the entire live broadcast room, the psionic faction overwhelmed the old magic faction.

In the ring, Li Changqing naturally had no way of knowing everything on the commentary seat.

Of course, he didn't need to know.

Facing the referee's inquiry, he looked at the spear in Qian Jiang's hand and said suddenly.

"You're good at guns?"

Qian Jiang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Li Changqing to ask him suddenly, he nodded subconsciously, and said with an urn voice:

"That's right."

"I see." Li Changqing then looked at the weapon rack.

A spear exactly the same as Qian Jiang was pulled out by him.

"You!"

Qian Jiang's eyes froze.

What does that mean?

Before he could think about it, a referee had already dodged in and carried the weapon rack away from the ring.

Commentary seats.

Bai Tianci looked at the blade Li Changqing chose, and his heart suddenly burst, but he didn't take it seriously, but thought that Li Changqing was cowardly.

"It seems that Li Changqing is not so arrogant, he has changed to a spear that is stronger than a sword, he must be worried that he will not be able to win quickly and consume too much physical strength."

"Makes sense."

"Mr. Bai is right."

The commentator was echoed.

In the ring, the referee raised his right arm and then swung it down.

"Game on!"

In an instant, Qian Jiang flew back and put on a defensive posture.

However, Li Changqing did not attack him, but stood in place and beckoned to him.

"Come, come at me."

He held the gun in one hand and placed it at his side with great care.

Qian Jiang's eyes narrowed suddenly, he didn't have any defensive posture at all, and he couldn't feel the breath of qi, blood and spiritual power.

This guy ......

You didn't take me seriously!

Qian Jiang was angry, but soon he suppressed his emotions, could it be a tactic?

Want to me off?

He stepped forward slowly and began to circle around Li Changqing.

Five seconds later, he had already come behind Li Changqing, and the latter didn't have the idea of turning around at all.

Golden opportunity!

Qian Jiang understood, this guy is not a tactic at all.

It's pure arrogance!

In that case, don't blame me for being rude.

The cold light emerged, and the gun came out like a dragon!

Qian Jiang has the idea of visualization in the center of his brain.

White Horse Silver Gun Zhao Zilong!

Break!

The power of artistic conception exploded, and the qi and blood hugged Dan and returned the strength, breaking through the limit in an instant.

"Arrogant guy, it's going to suffer!" The commentary seat, the eyes of the daytime give a glimmer of light.

"Dare to be completely undefended, in the face of a median five-star attack, even if he blocks it, it will inevitably take a lot of strength!"

The tip of the spear came to Li Changqing's back in an instant.

Behind the screen, all the audience held their breath.

Is it going to be an upset?

In a flash.

Li Changqing finally moved, and only turned around when the tip of the spear almost touched his body.

At this time, the spear he placed on his side was no longer possible to return to defense because of the length problem.

During the day, he clenched his palms, and sure enough, this guy couldn't use the power of the long river, and his original form was immediately revealed!

The spear reached his chest, and the three referees had already come to the side of the two.

Bang!

An index finger was in front of the tip of the gun.

Flick your fingers.

Condense a median five-star powerhouse, and the whole body's qi, blood and spirit will be a winning blow.

Just under the block of an index finger, all the work was lost.

Commentary seats.

During the day, the boy constricted, and before he could react.

The two commentators beside him couldn't help it.

"How is this possible!"

They stared at the ring less than 100 meters below.

This little distance is no different from facing each other for two median eight-star martial artists.

They can clearly feel anything going on in the ring.

"How can his qi and blood be at the same level as Qian Jiang?"

"More than that!" Another commentator tapped his head hard to make sure he didn't feel wrong.

"And his mental power, do you feel it? His explosive spiritual power is exactly the same as Qianjiang's! ”

At this moment, the two of them reacted.

"Li Changqing actually controlled his qi and spirit to the point that he was exactly the same as Qianjiang player."

"Moreover, it is incredible to block the attack of the Qianjiang player with only one finger!"

The live broadcast room was swiped by a barrage.

"It's really fake, can a martial artist still control the strength of qi, blood and mental power on his own?"

"Control can be controlled, but no one can be so precise, right? How long has it been since Qian Jiang burst out of his qi and blood, and in a thousandth of a second, Li Changqing can replicate it? ”

"Damn, is this a martial arts master? Guys, I'm enlightened! ”

In the ring, Qian Jiang's face changed suddenly.

He quickly withdrew, and looked at Li Changqing, who was standing in place and not moving.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, twisting his waist, and forcibly stopping the action of retreating.

Immediately, the qi and blood surged again.

Back to the carbine!

The tip of the spear full of resilience appeared ghostly on Li Changqing's face.

He still raised his index finger and flicked it lightly.

Bang!

Obviously exactly the same qi, blood and spiritual power.

But with a blow that contains all his strength, he can't break through one of the opponent's hands?

At this moment, Qian Jiang's mentality collapsed a little.

Bang bang bang!

He waved the spear in his hand like crazy, but Li Changqing was still standing in place.

One finger blocked all the attacks of Qianjiang.

A full minute.

The stormy attack made Qian Jiang have to breathe a sigh of relief.

He just stepped back, adjusting his breathing.

saw that Li Changqing, who had always maintained a defensive posture, raised the spear in his hand that had never been used.

"Your attack was too scattered."

Li Changqing's voice was steadily included in the live broadcast through the transmission of heaven and earth.

"What?" Qian Jiang raised his head, a little puzzled.

"Only focus on the growth of qi, blood and spiritual power, but your attack is completely no different from a low-rank martial artist."

Li Changqing raised the spear in his hand.

"Your qi and blood have been perfected, and the middle martial artist lies in polishing the artistic conception."

"I don't know who you're visualizing, but I'm sure you haven't grasped the essence."

"Qianjiang, do you feel that you who visualize the artistic conception are very discordant with you when you shoot the gun, haven't you noticed that there is a gap between the artistic conception and your own comprehension of martial arts?"

"That's why you've been stuck in the median five-star!"

Li Changqing's words made Qian Jiang forget that he was still competing at the moment, and his pursuit of martial arts made him ask impatiently:

"Yes, I feel that way! But isn't this because my mental strength is not strong enough? ”

"Of course not." Li Changqing raised the spear in his hand, and the golden pill in his body released an incomparably small amount of qi and blood.

Then Li Changqing visualized himself in his mind, the power of artistic conception fluctuated, and the incomparably weak spiritual power spread to the surroundings.

Median 1 star!

The standard has just stepped into the spiritual power of a median martial artist.

"Look, your problem has never been in mental strength, let alone a median five-star, a median one-star is enough."

Li Changqing held the spear in his hand and raised the tip of the spear to aim at Qianjiang.

Without any bells and whistles, it is the most basic straight stab in a marksmanship.

But in the hands of different people, the straight stab is completely different.

In Qian Jiang's hands, this is a thrust.

And in Li Changqing's hands, this is Jiaolong going to sea.

Rumble!!!

Qian Jiang's eyes suddenly constricted, and in his eyes, the spear in Li Changqing's hand completely disappeared into heaven and earth along with him.

Turned into a vicious dragon and pounced on the ground.

Ang –

The high-pitched dragon roar stirred Qian Jiang's consciousness, and this moment made it difficult for him to condense his artistic conception.

Zhao Zilong, who had a white horse and a silver gun, disappeared into his mind.

No!

That's impossible!

Finally, Qian Jiang discovered his own problem.

He was thinking about Zhao Zilong in Changban Slope, seven in and seven out.

The marksmanship used is also Zhao Zilong's marksmanship.

But this is by no means his Qian Jiang's marksmanship.

Bang.

Qian Jiang's palm loosened, and the spear fell to the ground.

He swallowed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the cold tip of the spear almost touched his throat.

Li Changqing held a gun in one hand and said with a smile:

"Do you understand now?"

"The mood is what you visualize, but it's not your own. When turn Zhao Zilong's marksmanship into your Qianjiang's marksmanship, you will be able to break through. ”

Poof.

Qian Jiang knelt on one knee, he raised his head, and there was only unparalleled worship in his eyes.

"Qianjiang thanks to Mr. Grandmaster!"

Li Changqing calmly accepted this kneeling, and he naturally could afford the grace of preaching.

"Get up."

He threw down his spear and looked at the equally thoughtful referee beside him.

"Can you announce it?"

Li Changqing woke up the referee with a loud sound, and the latter hurriedly screened it.

"In the first game, Li Changqing won!"

Convincing an opponent with martial arts is a completely different concept than overwhelming people with power.

At this moment, the entire ring has turned into a stage for him Li Changqing to perform alone.

He's the only protagonist in the ring!

on the airship.

Two commentators: you look at me, I look at you.

"Remarkable."

Finally, they spoke in unison.

"This is the real victory, not only from the battle, but also from the martial arts realm to impress the opponent."

"It's the first day of the provincial competition!"

At this moment, the two of them completely forgot that Bai Ci was still by their side.

The host also hurriedly interjected:

"Two, can you tell the audience in detail, how strong Li Changqing is?"

The narrator on the left raises his index finger.

"One word, invincible."

"Only using the spiritual power equivalent to the median one-star, Qian Jiang has no power to fight back, and he also helped the latter to break through the bottleneck, I can only say that Li Changqing is worthy of the realm of the grandmaster!"

Speaking of which, the two finally looked at Bai Tianci who was speechless, and they glanced at the host for the sake of the show.

Fight!

"Ahem." The supporter coughed twice.

"Mr. Bai, what do you think of this game?"

"Li Changqing seems to be different from what you think, and the Dao Yun he has mastered seems to be more than just with the power of the long river."

"It shouldn't be easy to use the spiritual power of the median one-star to make Qian Jiang have no power to fight back, right?"

was stared at by the camera, although Bai Tianci's face was not good-looking, he did not leave the scene directly.

He took a deep breath.

"I admit it, I underestimated Li Changqing, Dao Yun is not so simple."

"On the road of martial arts, it is indeed very powerful to be able to easily kill the median five-star in seconds with the power of the median one-star."

Just when a few people thought that Bai Baici was going to change his words, he changed his words.

"But!"

"What Dao Yun can do, the supernatural power can do, and he can do it better than him!"

During the day, the boy hole flickered, and he couldn't help but raise his tone.

"What's more, can Dao Yun help a martial artist to be promoted to the top? No way. ”

"But supernatural powers can."

"In the same way, the supernatural power can do better, but the supernatural power can do it, but the Dao Yun cannot."

"So, I'm still saying that."

"Don't let the slightest temptation in front of you dissuade you from the real way."

"Psionic energy is still far superior to the old arts!"

The words given during the day have still been recognized by the audience for a long time.

Indeed, the realm of the old martial arts displayed by Li Changqing is very fragrant.

However, simply learning the old art can't break through to the upper level, and it can't be compared with supernatural powers.

As long as the Tao rhyme does not overwhelm the supernatural power for one day.

The old magic and the struggle of psionic power, the latter will always remain invincible.

The two commentators glanced at each other, and under the gaze of Bai Ci, they also had to nod their heads in acknowledgement.

"Indeed, compared with spiritual energy and supernatural powers, Dao Yun is indeed a little worse."