Nishikawa City.

Bashu Province Martial Arts Competition Ring.

Sitting in the locker room, Li Changqing looked at Sun Sheng with a smile.

"It's really strange, why did we arrange our competition indoors today, and I'm not afraid that I will tear down the martial arts venue?"

Listening to the enthusiastic cheers of the audience outside the locker room, the corners of Li Changqing's mouth were outlined.

"The quarter-finals and quarter-finals all put us in ring seven, and I thought in the quarterfinals, they would also put us in ring seven."

Sun Sheng sorted out his backpack and took out a bottle of water from it and threw it to Li Changqing.

"Do you think this ring is for you? This is for Yang Zhiming. ”

More than half a month, the schedule is nearing the end.

Today, the semi-finals of the Chengdu team and the ferry team will be held.

The winner will represent the upper half of the district and participate in the final finals, and the winner of Ba City and Xikang will determine the final champion of the Bashu Provincial Martial Arts Competition.

Whether it's the previous quarter-finals, or the quarter-finals.

The Rong City team was arranged in the No. 7 ring, which is far away from Xichuan City, and the number of spectators was smaller and smaller each time.

At this moment, Li Changqing's popularity has been robbed by Yang Zhiming and Cao Feng.

Time stops, or supernatural powers.

It has become the hottest news in the martial arts section of Bashu Province today.

6:50 p.m.

Commentary seats.

During the day, he sat firmly on Mount Tai, and he had the same confident smile on his face as ever.

After seeing the invincible supernatural powers, the two commentators beside him completely lost their hearts to Li Changqing and began to concentrate on being supporters of Yang Zhiming and Cao Feng.

The host held the microphone, feeling the long-lost harmony of the commentary seat, and he was relieved, and he handed over the microphone.

"Three commentators, the Bashu Provincial Martial Arts Competition, the semi-finals are about to start, can you explain the difference in strength between the two sides to the audience at the scene and in front of the screen?"

Bai Bai Ci smiled slightly:

"Although this match is a semi-final, the winner of the match is actually obvious."

The other two commentators nodded in unison, and they were already impressed by their supernatural powers, and they no longer had any expectations for the old arts.

"What Mr. Bai said is very right, if the Rong City team met the Xikang team led by Cao Feng, then there is actually a saying about the outcome of the victory, but it's a pity."

Speaking of this, one of them sighed, and the commentator beside him immediately added:

"It's a pity that Li Changqing unfortunately met Yang Zhiming, and we can see from the previous games that the overall strength of the two sides is actually very different."

"The Rong City team, except for Li Changqing and Sun Sheng, whose strength is unknown, the strongest of the other three is only a median three-star, which is basically broken when touched."

"The winner and loser are out, whether Li Changqing can wear five at a time."

The supporter picked up the conversation again.

"Those three teachers, Li Changqing, who is known as the Martial Arts Grandmaster, do they have even the slightest hope to wear five?"

"I said that Li Changqing's luck is very bad, he should never have met Yang Zhiming."

The commentator on the left side of Bai Ci's side shook his head.

"What is Yang Zhiming's supernatural powers? It's time to stop! What is Li Changqing's only advantage? In his mastery of heaven and earth, he can call the wind and rain, and even mobilize the power of the water of the long river. Maybe for Cao Feng's magic powers, he can still be tough.

"But this kind of method is completely useless to Yang Zhiming, and if he masters the time stop, Yang Zhiming can kill Li Changqing in an instant."

The camera rotated again, and finally froze on the face of Daytime.

"Actually, A, I said it a long time ago, the so-called martial arts grandmaster refers to the old-timers who have broken through to the upper position with the help of spiritual energy, and at the same time have mastered the rhyme of the Dao."

"A person like Li Changqing who is disqualified in spiritual energy, what kind of martial arts master is he? If you can't even touch the spiritual energy, and you can't touch the waste of the upper position for the rest of your life, you are a deceptive and famous. ”

"Martial Dao, it's Psionic Martial Dao, he's a guy who can't even touch psionic energy, what kind of grandmaster is he?"

The barrage in the live broadcast room expressed their approval.

"Psionic energy is the future, and old art should be left in the garbage."

"I suspect I can't break through the median, it's just the old tricks! If I could also embark on the path of psionic energy, I might have ascended a long time ago. ”

"I also think that many middle and lower rank martial artists can't break through, and I suspect that it's because they have practiced the old art and deviated from the right path, so they can't break through to the upper rank."

"Yes, this must have been done by the old arts!"

Bai Tianci's eyes lit up, okay, why didn't he think of this.

Why do so many people still support the old arts?

Why is it that after seeing that Yang Zhiming and other middle-level martial artists can master supernatural powers, there are still many martial artists who believe that the old art is still powerful.

Why is it that in the nearly 100 years of history since the ascension of spiritual energy, no martial artist has relied on the old art to reach the top, and the basic plate of the old art is still stable.

Here's why!

Countless lower-rank, middle-rank martial artists practice the old arts, and those who improve their qi, blood, and spiritual power are the old techniques.

This is the reason why the old art has always been immortal, and when a martial artist can gain strength and achievements from a cultivation system, it is difficult for them to completely abandon this system.

This is also why, despite all these years, the Martial Arts Association has continued to discredit the old art and suppress the old art.

It can only conceal the status of the old art in the hearts of the warriors, but cannot completely let the old art be spurned by people.

Knowing this, Bai Ci's eyes narrowed slightly.

True or not?

Unimportant.

The battle of ideas, the battle of roads.

There is only a position, there is no right or wrong, it is to see where your ass sits.

He is born with supernatural powers, and he is a genius blessed by subspace.

Naturally, he is a supporter of psionic energy.

Moreover, in his eyes, psionic energy is a great road that can soar, and dozens of psionic people have walked out, and the end of the old art is the middle peak.

As long as he can fight the old arts, no matter how rebellious it is, he can say that he has no scruples.

"Guys, have you ever wondered why many martial artists have a lower affinity with spiritual energy as their cultivation increases."

Cold, Bai Bai suddenly gave a new topic.

The two commentators were also stunned in unison, and they looked at Bai Shi at the same time.

"Mr. Bai, have you ever had such data?"

They are also only mid-level martial artists, and they have basically not been exposed to psionic energy, and they are completely unclear about the questions given by the day.

"Of course there is." Bai Ci raised his chin slightly.

The director in the rear quickly projected a form on the big screen in the live broadcast room.

Is this experiment log real?

Bai Ci didn't mind, he just needed a jumping platform to attack the old arts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you must have noticed that with the growth of cultivation, the affinity of most martial artists and psionic energy is declining, and only a few can remain stable."

"What does that mean?" A cold glimmer flashed in the day's eyes.

He stared at the camera.

"This shows that as the martial artists continue to practice the old art and their strength continues to improve, they are staying away from spiritual energy!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Suddenly, the live broadcast room exploded.

", could it be that the more you practice the old arts, the more difficult it is to become a high-level martial artist?"

"It's really fake, isn't it that we have all been deceived."

Sporadic, with the occasional dissenting voice or two.

"But I think that many high-level martial artists are also geniuses when they are in the middle and lower positions."

"yes, could it be a sample problem?"

But such doubts were quickly drowned in a sea of verbal criticism.

"Nonsense, if someone else can become a high-ranking martial artist, it means that someone else is a genius who is one in a million, even if he is delayed by the old technique, he can still walk on the right path."

"It's just that, it's okay for other people's geniuses to be delayed, but if we ordinary people are delayed, it may be a lifetime."

What resonates most with people?

It must be something that is related to their vital interests.

You say that the top martial artist, talk about psionic energy, and more people follow the trend.

After all, it is not easy to become a martial artist, and it is even more difficult to become a high-ranking martial artist.

But if you tell them that you could have become a high-ranking martial artist, but your future was ruined because you practiced the old arts.

In other words, you may be a psionic genius, but you don't have the talent of the old arts, so you can't become a martial artist, but if you don't have the old arts, you are already a human being.

So, everyone will think, I should also be talented, why can't I become a high-ranking martial artist?

It's because of the old arts!

Set up a target, and then lead the audience to blame it entirely on that target for their misfortune.

There is no better way to guide the masses than this.

In an instant, this emotion swept through all the viewers who were watching the live broadcast of the game.

"Mr. Bai, you can't talk nonsense, what evidence do you have?"

The other two commentators panicked, and it was too scary to give this during the day.

The more you practice the old arts, the more difficult it is to become a high-ranking martial artist, and the old art hinders the future of most martial artists.

This is simply a denial of the middle and lower positions of the current Blue Star, the cultivation system.

Isn't that alarmist?

"Why not?" During the day, he saw that all the emotions of the audience were mobilized by himself, and he no longer hesitated.

"A very simple example, Li Changqing!"

That's what he's really for!

The old technique is a broad concept, and if it only makes the masses disgusted with the old technique, the effect is actually not good.

The target needs to be specific to be easy to hit.

So what could be more suitable than a specific person to be a target?

"Think about it, is Li Changqing's talent very good?" During the day, he looked at the camera.

"A person who is disqualified, his talent is all about lifting, more specifically, it should be called waste!"

"Then have you ever thought about why a waste, in the lower and middle stages, will be faster than a genius like Yang Zhiming?"

Bai Shi paused, and with his sophistry, even the two commentaries were wrapped in.

Their brains twitched, and the conclusion given by the day just now came out in an instant.

"Could it be that Li Changqing gave up his psionic talent in exchange for a lower-middle cultivation speed?"

"That's right!" During the day, he slapped the table hard.

"Ladies and gentlemen, have you noticed? Why is Li Changqing a genuine waste, but is he still cultivating so fast? ”

"The reason is very simple, because he gave up all the affinity with spiritual energy in exchange for his current cultivation speed, and at the cost of stopping at the middle level, he can no longer advance an inch."

The live broadcast room was completely boiling, and countless *** filled the screen.

"Then isn't he harming us by promoting old techniques?"

"I used to be a fan of him, but I turned out to be a scum! It's a piece of rubbish! ”

"I'm really blind, I almost believed this guy's words, rubbish old tricks, ruin my life!"

Negation!

Bai Tian Ci wants to deny everything about Li Changqing.

From talent, to cultivation, to the old techniques that the other party is proud of.

He wants to deny Li Changqing from the source, only in this way can he completely defeat the old technique!

In fact, the masses are very blind, they cannot see all the truth, and they are the most easily fooled.

At this moment, Bai Bai Ci had completely mobilized the emotions of most of the warriors in Bashu Province.

In their hearts, Li Changqing has completely become a heinous person who destroys their future.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he delivered the final blow.

"Li Changqing, the worst deceitful and name-stealing person in our Bashu Province, knows that he can't become a superior, so he wants to pollute your consciousness with his own distorted views, so that you can abandon the correct spiritual energy and embrace the wrong old arts."

"Why would he do it? Very simple! "Give yourself questions and answers during the day.

"As long as he makes it impossible for you to become the top, then won't he himself be able to sit in the position of genius forever?"

"In this way, no one will be able to debunk his ugly true ways."

"But it's a pity that Li Changqing didn't expect that our psionic sect was not dead, and we had already discovered the cancer of the old technique."

"Just wait for today's game to end, Yang Zhiming will use the supernatural power of spiritual energy inheritance to completely send Li Changqing and the cancer of the old technique into the dustbin of history."

"His dream is shattered!"

Perfect for presentations.

Thoroughly, the warriors of Bashu Province were brainwashed by Bai Baici.

The old art has become the culprit of heinous and delaying their future.

And the spiritual energy has become the savior who saves everything, and embracing the spiritual energy is embracing the future.

And at this moment, Li Changqing was standing in the passage of the preparation area, he did not diffuse his spiritual power, and he had no idea about everything in the outside world.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The second hand is in the right place.

Bai Shi pressed his headset and took a deep breath as he watched the crowd surging in the audience.

"Dear audience friends, Bashu Provincial Martial Arts Competition, half finals."

"Rongshi team, against the ferry team."

"It's about to start!"

"Everyone, please take a closer look at how our savior has completely defeated the cancer of the martial arts!"

Preparation seats.

As the prompt broadcast sounded, Li Changqing slowly got up and walked towards the ring.

As soon as I stepped out of the preparation area.

"Fraudster, go back to your kennel!"

"We don't welcome you in Bashu Province!"

"Go back, you damn tumor!"

Bang!

A mineral water bottle landed at Li Changqing's feet.

It was as if the first shot had been fired.

The next moment.

Half of the drink bottle was left, and the soaked instant noodles were bitten into an apple.

overwhelmingly, it smashed towards Li Changqing from the audience.

Bang bang bang!

The ground was filthy.

In the ring, Yang Zhiming, who took the stage from the other side, looked at everything in front of him in a daze.

He had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"Brother Li, what's wrong?"

"This deceitful and famous-stealing person has ruined the future of countless people!"

At this time, even the referee on the side gritted his teeth.

He was also a martial artist who had been trapped in the middle nine-star realm for several years.

In the end, the edges and corners were smoothed out by reality, and he chose to be the coach of the martial arts competition.

The words given by Bai Bai just now completely stimulated the infinite depression that he had suppressed in his heart.

The impotent rage that had nowhere to vent was faced in front of Li Changqing, the target who was set up.

couldn't bear it anymore, let him blame all his failures on the old tricks, on the man in front of him.

"Contestant Yang Zhiming, you must help us defeat this deceitful and famous thief!"

Yang Zhiming was inexplicable when he heard it, how did Brother Li deceive the world and steal his name?

Li Changqing stood under the ring, his mood was like a lake without waves.

He stepped forward slowly, the world seemed to be in two dimensions with him, and the falling debris could not touch the corner of his clothes at all.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and saints are unkind, and people are used as dogs.

The sun shines on the heavens and the earth, whether the creatures of the earth are worshipping the sun or cursing it.

The sun does not release more light and heat, nor does it release less light and heat.

Li Changqing's purpose was to spread the old arts, to bring back the past cultivation path to the world, and at the same time to divert the attention of the Martial Arts Association and protect Kang Tianchen's safety.

In addition, no matter what other people think of him, it will not make Li Changqing have the slightest mood swing.

He wants to spread the old arts, but he will put the advantages of the old arts before you.

Like the sun in the sky, it casts endless light and heat into the world.

As for human beings, they enjoy the sun and cultivate the earth under the moisture of light and heat.

Or burrowing into the ground, burying yourself in the darkness that does not see the light of day, rejecting the sun, cursing the sun, none of which has anything to do with the sun.

Li Changqing is the same, he only cares about those few people.

Coach Kang, Uncle Chen, and maybe Sun Sheng are a few like-minded guys.

As for the others, follow in their footsteps, enjoying the light and heat of the sun, or are they afraid and curse......

What does it have to do with me?

Dressed in a white robe, he slowly stepped into the ring.

Raising his head slightly, Li Changqing's gaze pierced through time and space, colliding with Bai Baici.

From the latter's gaze, he read everything.

Is that so?

Doesn't matter......

Li Changqing has always understood a truth, the road of martial arts, winning is the most essential correctness.

The winner represents the strong.

And in martial arts, being strong is the most correct choice.

As for the people who cursed him and scolded him angrily, Li Changqing understood why.

The audience, the common people, and the ordinary warriors, they never stand in line in advance.

Whoever wins, with whom they follow.

"Brother Li, I ...... about this matter"

"It's none of your business." Li Changqing looked at Yang Zhiming and nodded with a smile.

"Play in peace, I'm curious about your time stopping."

The referee's heart was full of anger, but his professionalism as a referee made him unable to target Li Changqing from the bottom of his heart.

In the ring, no matter what happens.

He is a referee, and Li Changqing is a player.

Between the two, there is no such thing as hating or liking.

He followed the process and finished everything, then stood in front of the two of them, raised his right arm, and waved it down.

"Bashu Provincial Martial Arts Competition, half finals."

"Rongshi team, against the ferry team."

"Play, let's go!"

As the words fell, all the judges retreated to the four corners of the ring.

"Brother Li beware." Yang Zhiming nodded at Li Changqing.

Thinking of the latter's previous battle against Yue Tongfeng, it was like a spell-like method, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

"Time, pause!"

Spiritual energy, along with qi, blood and spirit, directly consumed most of Yang Zhiming's physical strength.

In the face of Li Changqing, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and he did his best as soon as he made a move.

5 seconds!

Such time was enough for him to kill Li Changqing dozens of times.

But Yang Zhiming didn't dare to be careless, and the high-ranking martial artist who customized the supernatural power for him once said.

Time stop is a kind of regular magic power with unknown principles.

It is related to the mystery of the operation of the universe.

He used it now, all he had to do was take a key to open the door.

But the time of the stoppage is related to the strength of the opponent, and it is not 5 seconds or 5 seconds.

Time to stop, by no means invincible.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhiming hugged Dan and returned his strength, and visualized the artistic conception with mental power.

In the next moment, he appeared directly in front of Li Changqing.

Rumble!!!

Time begins to flow.

A big hole was blasted out of the ring.

"Yang Zhiming, come on! Li Changqing, he will be defeated! ”

The cheers of the audience still echoed around.

Yang Zhiming's Tong Kong tightened.

Li Changqing...... It's gone.

And, just stop the absolute time.

There are no five seconds at all!

In the ring, what happened was just a moment in everyone's eyes.

The auditorium, which had been cheering, seemed to be pressed the mute button.

Commentary seats.

It was as if he had been immobilized, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

"Time stops? Nice ability. ”

A flat voice came from behind him, and Yang Zhiming turned around reluctantly, staring at Li Changqing.

The abrupt end of the time stopped, and Li Changqing suddenly disappeared.

An unprecedented thought came to Yang Zhiming's mind, and he spoke with difficulty.

"Will you too, time stop?"

His voice was quickly heard, and everyone looked at the ring in disbelief.

saw Li Changqing shaking his head.

"Time stop? I don't know that kind of supernatural power. ”

Yang Zhiming just breathed a sigh of relief, only to see the corners of Li Changqing's mouth outlined.

"I really won't."

"Well, though, I'll have other magical powers."

"Like, time deletion."

！！！

As soon as the heart fell back into the stomach, it jumped to the throat in an instant.

During the day, he got up reluctantly.

"Impossible!"

"He's a psychic disqualifier, how can he have supernatural powers!"

"Illusion, illusion!"