The eight hundred disciples who were able to become the top in the generation of the outer courtyard naturally had their own specialties, and the different martial arts factions in each ring collided with each other with fierce sparks.

Although Wang Ping lost the mind to watch for a while, a glimpse of the surprise still allowed him to see a lot of novel martial arts and genres.

When the last competition on the four hundred rings also came to an end, the white-haired sage's long-drooping eyes slowly opened, and the golden holy light in his eyes flowed, sweeping towards all the rings.

Suddenly, everyone felt the ring under their feet begin to move.

Wang Ping's No. 45 ring flew towards the No. 356 ring in the distance, and finally the two rings merged into one and turned into a larger ring.

In the ring, a man with tendons and bronzed skin, wearing a sleeveless leather armor with a shiny scalp, looked very powerful.

After all the rings had reached their respective positions and fused, the white-haired sage said slowly:

"In a quarter of an hour, the second round of the competition will begin, and the rules will be the same as before, so let's get ready."

Wang Ping heard that it would take a quarter of an hour before the next round of competition began, and smiled at the burly man in front of him and arched his hand.

The man also bowed back, and then walked to the edge of the ring and sat down cross-legged, and began to breathe to recover his true qi.

This person is ranked in more than three hundred, and the previous opponent is not much different from his strength, and the opponent was won after a hard battle, and the consumption is really not small, and he is also seizing the time to recover at this moment.

Wang Ping won the easy just now, but he didn't consume much, and seeing that the other party was busy recovering, he didn't bother.

Thinking in my heart, the rules of this competition are really not fair, for a group of Heavenly Extreme Realm martial artists, a quarter of an hour of recovery time is really a drop in the bucket.

But these rules were set by the sages who stood quietly in mid-air, and none of the disciples present dared to put their beaks on their beaks, even if they were unfair, they could only lament their weakness.

A quarter of an hour passed in a flash, and the voice of the white-haired sage came out.

"The competition begins!"

The burly man got up and walked to the middle of the ring, his face was resolute and calm, he bowed to Wang Ping, and said loudly:

"In the lower boxing department, Liu Chenglong, ask this senior brother for advice."

When Wang Ping saw him like this, he said in his heart that this is a polite and polite person, not as rough as his appearance. With a trademark smile on his face, he returned the salute and said, "Wang Ping of the Ancient God Department, please advise Senior Brother Liu." ”

Liu Chenglong didn't procrastinate, he took out his black fist gloves and put them on his hands, and the huge fists and fist gloves looked like two black giant hammers.

stepped out and said in a deep voice to Wang Ping: "Senior Brother Wang can be among the top 50 in the martial arts list, naturally he is strong, but someone Liu wants to use my opening boxing method to ask for advice today, Senior Brother Wang, please." ”

Seeing this, Wang Ping also took out the Red Flame Fist Glove from the Qiankun bag and put it on his hand, and the other party's behavior was enough to gain his respect.

"The opening of the mountain boxing method is a great skill in the boxing department, Wang Ping has long heard of the name, and it is really an honor to be able to learn from Senior Brother Liu today."

Liu Chenglong didn't say anything when he heard this, his knees bent slightly, and he was accumulating strength between his waist and horse, and after a while, he kicked the ground violently, as if an arrow was straight into Wang Ping.

The black gloves are not very fast, and they don't bring too many fancy fist shadows, but the huge fists are full of oppression.

Wang Ping used his Shuangyang fist to meet him, and the flames on the red flame fist surged out, like two flame dragons, constantly strangling the black fists that attacked.

This Liu Chenglong's opening boxing method is really worthy of the name of opening the mountain, and he does not pay attention to the change of moves, but only seeks that every punch can play infinite power, and pursues the power of opening mountains and breaking stones.

Not only is his boxing technique strong, but his fist intent has also reached the level of Dacheng, which is not much worse than Wang Ping's attainments.

Every kind of martial art is a process of entering the Tao from skill. Taking kendo as an example, from the very beginning of the focus on swordsmanship, and then to seek artistic conception, the first glimpse of the way is the sword to go with the heart, and then comprehend the sword intent, to reach a higher level of sword heart clear, and wait until the sword intent is complete, the sword heart perceives heaven and earth, and finally reaches the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

The boxing method is no different, although Wang Ping is talented, but the cultivation time is still short, and the accumulation on the martial arts will naturally not be better than these genius disciples who have been cultivating for more than ten years and decades.

After several years of practice, Wang Ping spent most of his time in self-retreat, and did not come into contact with too many opponents of sufficient level, and every competition in these martial arts divisions was an opportunity for him to broaden his horizons.

Black and red were intertwined on the field, Wang Ping had the heart to feel Liu Chenglong's opening fist, so he naturally didn't use all his strength, but he was quite strong for a while.

Whether it is the level or the connotation of the boxing method, the Kaishan boxing method is not lost to Shuangyang boxing, and it belongs to the top martial arts in the same level.

The two fought dozens of moves, but Wang Ping was gradually a little disappointed, after all, the opening of the mountain boxing method was not created by Liu Chenglong himself, but the martial arts of his predecessors, although he cultivated it to a very high level, but still did not really understand it.

Dozens of moves have passed, and the moves are already old, Wang Ping saw that he used the same boxing method for the third time, and knew that he had no follow-up changes, and the true qi above the two fists was stronger by three points, and he repelled one of the moves.

Liu Chenglong was already using old moves, and he was already at the end of his strong crossbow, and Wang Ping's fist power suddenly increased greatly, but he interrupted all his fist skills.

sighed lightly, but he didn't react too violently, and bowed to Wang Ping.

"Senior Brother Wang's boxing skills are superb, far better than me, and Liu is willing to bow down."

Wang Ping didn't get unforgiving, put away the Red Flame fist glove, showed his trademark smile, and returned the salute.

"Senior Brother Liu's boxing skills are also amazing, Senior Brother admitted, and I am only slightly better."

Liu Chenglong waved his hand and said: "Liu can afford to lose, and no one can beat Senior Brother Wang's boxing skills even in my boxing department. ”

"Senior brother is too polite, we are both disciples of the Academy, if the senior brother is willing, Wang Ping is naturally happy to communicate with the senior brother."

"Hahaha! This is very good, Liu will not disturb Senior Brother Wang first, and Senior Brother will seize the time to resume cultivation so as to prepare for the next competition. Liu Chenglong smiled heartily.

"Then we'll have a good conversation later."

Wang Ping responded with a smile, Liu Chenglong also nodded slightly, and then flew out of the ring.

The second round of the competition was undoubtedly much more exciting than the first round, but the top few people in the martial arts list still won very easily, and Lieshan Qianqian ended the battle early and watched Wang Ping's ring from afar.

At this moment, seeing that he had finally finished the battle, he seemed to have gotten some of the answers he wanted, and a sincere smile appeared on his face.

After waiting for a long time, it was finally the end of the second round of competition, and on the ring that was close to the ranking, the two disciples fought hard for nearly an hour, and finally one of them was defeated, and the other was not much better, but the opponent after the cheapening.

The white-haired sage saw that the second round of the competition was over, and then he spoke leisurely.

"In a quarter of an hour, the third round of the competition begins."

The holy light in his eyes surged again, and the two hundred rings in the arena began to move again.

This time, Wang Ping's ring was very close to the next opponent, and the two rings merged into one and became wider.

On the ring, a sword-wielding figure in a black robe stood proudly, the white hair flowing all over the head was slightly trembling by the wind, even a pair of sword eyebrows were snow-white, and the pale golden pupils exuded a cold killing intent.

Seeing Wang Ping's figure, this person didn't make any moves, just continued to stand there, waiting for the start of the competition.

Wang Ping saw that this person looked like he was not close to anyone, and he didn't want to be bored, so he didn't speak, and also waited for the competition to start.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the white-haired sage spoke again.

"The competition begins!"

Wang Ping just wanted to say hello to the black-robed man, but unexpectedly, this man's eyes with pale golden pupils suddenly widened, and the long-accumulated killing intent and battle intent instantly erupted.

The battle sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a golden sword light carried the power of a thousand jun and came directly towards Wang Ping.

Although Wang Ping didn't like this habit of doing it as soon as he came, he still wore the red flame fist gloves in his hand and punched out the double yang fist.

The heavy sword and fist gloves struck, and the flames flew, but the black-robed swordsman rose into the air with the force of recoil, clenched the sword with both hands, and unleashed a heavy split.

Wang Ping saw that he was menacing, and his heart was also aroused, his fists were raised high, and he carried the force of this split, and the huge force was transmitted to his feet, stepping on the ring one by one.

Although this black-clothed swordsman uses a sword, his every move is as majestic as a sword.

Seeing that the blow was fruitless, the black-clothed swordsman withdrew with his strength and fell a few feet away.

With his left hand, he tore off the black robe on his body and threw it behind him, revealing the slim black power suit inside, the black headband restrained the long white hair, and the battle intent in his eyes was even worse, and he said the first sentence.

"You are very strong, you are qualified to see my strongest sword, and one sword will determine the victory!"

Wang Ping saw that the true qi fluctuation around him was getting stronger and stronger, and the sword momentum was like a blazing fire cooking oil, blowing up all the white hair, and he didn't dare to be too careless. Secretly put the true qi in his body into operation, beware of the upcoming thunder strike.

The sword momentum around the black-clothed swordsman reached its peak, holding the sword in one hand, and the whole person flew out with the dark golden sword, and his body seemed to have turned into a part of the sword.

Wang Ping only felt that it was not a sword flying towards him, but a fierce golden flying dragon, roaming between heaven and earth.

The powerful spiritual power made him break free from this illusion in an instant, and he was extremely surprised in his heart.

This sword actually has a trace of the charm of the unity of heaven and man in the legend, which can change the momentum of heaven and earth, and affect the opponent's mental judgment.

Wang Ping didn't dare to be careless anymore, the forty-nine meridians in his body were running, and the Shuangyang True Qi was blazing and domineering, and he played the most powerful punch with the most powerful attack power.

The golden sword light collided with the flame fist shadow, making a deafening sound, Wang Ping unloaded all his strength with Tiangang's swimming body, but the black-clothed swordsman was under this impact, the human sword separated, flew back upside down together, fell on the edge of the ring, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Embarrassed, he got up from the ground, picked up his sword, picked up the black robe, glanced at Wang Ping, and then jumped out of the ring directly.

Wang Ping saw this amazing sword and wanted to get to know him, but seeing that he left the ring so decisively, there was no follow-up.

Recalling the sword just now, I still feel amazing, this person's kendo attainments are extremely high, I am afraid that he will not lose to anyone, but his physical basic quality is too poor, which limits his play.

Such characters, as long as they make up for their shortcomings, will definitely be able to compete with the most powerful people on the martial arts list.

Although the battle on Wang Ping's side was exciting, it was also fast, and there were still many battles in the ring that did not end.

In the last round, the gap in strength between the opponents was not as huge as it was at the beginning, but it contributed a lot of wonderful fighting scenes, which opened Wang Ping's eyes.

After a long time, when the last competition was decided, the Sikong who had stood in the air for a long time and had not spoken finally spoke loudly.

"This is the end of the martial arts of all departments, and a hundred people in the ring can enter the ancient mysterious realm!"

After finishing speaking, several people in the group behind him shot together, and several pillars of holy qi light merged into the martial arts list, and the martial arts list slowly changed, forming a whirlpool in the void, and a desolate aura seeped out through the whirlpool.

Wang Ping looked up at the whirlpool in the air, as if he could see the scene behind it through the whirlpool, and a mysterious fluctuation gushed out in the sea of qi.

The Ancient Mysteries are now open!

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