"Qin Tian has seen the head of the sect and the Great Elder. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qin Tian took a few steps forward and bowed down and said.

"Qin Tian, I have recruited you here this time, mainly because I have one thing to tell you. Master Qin nodded and explained the matter briefly.

After speaking, Master Qin stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Xinming. Qin Tian agreed and turned his head to look. Zhao Xinming also looked up casually, and the two glanced at each other. Zhao Xinming knew that Qin Tian was a master of "artistic conception", and his face was expressionless. Qin Tian was shocked in his heart, since he had cultivated to the "Hegemony" realm, once he used it, the people who looked at him would always unconsciously lower their heads, but the people in front of him actually did not react. Qin Tian frowned, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he walked straight over.

"Qin Tian has seen Brother Zhao. Qin Tian stood still in front of Zhao Xinming and said loudly.

When the voice came, a "tyranny" intent came to his face, Zhao Xinming frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Qin." ”

Qin Tian's heart sank, although this sentence was only a few words, it was not simple. The "tyranny" meaning contained in it, ordinary people listened to it, and they all felt three points of fear, this Zhao Xinming looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he didn't react at all. Qin Tian immediately looked at it for a few moments, smiled to himself, and walked to Zhao Xinming's side and sat down.

"Brother Zhao, where is the clan?" Qin Tian looked at Zhao Xinming for a while and said with a smile.

Zhao Xinming frowned, very disgusted by this Qin Tian. Zhao Xinming is no longer a novice who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, and his understanding of "artistic conception" is even deeper into the bone marrow, to put it bluntly, "artistic conception" is human nature, and people who can practice the "hegemon" realm can be imagined!

Zhao Xinming hesitated for a moment and said, "In Qinghe County, Xiaqingzhou, there is Brother Lao Qin. ”

"It turns out that Brother Zhao is from Qinghe County, Qingzhou. Qin Tian nodded and continued, "By the way, Brother Zhao, I have a junior brother Zhao Xinhua who is also from Qinghe County, Qingzhou, does Brother Zhao know him?"

Zhao Xinming's heart sank, and there was no more pain, and he said lightly: "He, it's my second brother, but now it's not." ”

The voice was flat, as if he was talking about a passerby, and even Qin Tian couldn't help but look at Zhao Xinming. In the main hall, everyone was also discussing this matter, looking at the two from time to time. I only saw Qin Tian smiling and talking elegantly, which made people feel good, but Zhao Xinming made people feel a strong sense of indifference.

Unknowingly, the time was approaching, and everyone followed the head of Qin and the great elder to the martial arts arena. The martial arts arena of "Ling Tianzong" was built on the edge of the cliff in the back mountain, surrounded by a stone fence outside. From a distance, the entire "Ling Tianzong" back mountain can be seen. The length and width of the martial arts arena are more than 30 zhang each, and there is a high platform in the east and west, which can accommodate 100 people, at this time, a high platform in the west is full of inner disciples of "Ling Tianzong", and when they saw Qin Tian coming over, they shouted out one after another. Qin Tian smiled and responded with his chin bowed.

The two of them stood still, and the Great Elder took a few steps forward and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Xinming, what weapons do you need?"

Zhao Xinming shook his head, took out his fist gloves and put them on his hand, and arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Great Elder." ”

The Great Elder nodded, looked at Qin Tian again, and then led everyone to the east platform.

When Qin Tian saw everyone leaving, he immediately arched his hand and said, "Brother Zhao, please." ”

Zhao Xinming replied, a trace of fierceness flashed in Qin Tian's eyes, he pulled out his sword with his backhand, flew up, and stabbed down on the head with a force in the air. Zhao Xinming's body moved, and he was about to dodge to the left, when he suddenly felt a sharp energy attack on the left side. Zhao Xinming couldn't figure out the situation for a while, so he could only instinctively hide to the right. I saw a sword light passing by, and I was shocked into a cold sweat on the spot. If it weren't for the influence of the artistic conception of "self-sufficiency", my five senses would be far beyond ordinary people, and in just one round, I would have hated myself on the spot!

In this round of rabbit ups and downs, there was a burst of cheers in the stands on both sides, and Master Qin also nodded approvingly. Qin Tian's heart sank, this "Yin and Yang Transformation" just now was a difficult point in the "Ling Tianzong" swordsmanship. The first sword is a false stab, see the opponent's reaction, and complete the process of collecting the sword, judging, changing the body, and striking the sword again with lightning speed. To complete two moves in one move, the difficulty can be imagined!

Qin Tian had just practiced this move, and Zhao Xinming had obviously been hit, how could he still dodge it? Qin Tian couldn't figure it out, could it be that Zhao Xinming's speed was still above his own? Qin Tian was suddenly startled, he knew better than anyone how difficult it was to increase his attack speed. Others saw his rapid progress and said that he was extremely talented, but who knew the hardships involved? For 20 years, Qin Tian drew his sword and stabbed his sword 500 times a day, no matter how cold or hot, no matter morning or evening, every day. It is this kind of rigid practice that has led to his current achievements, and it is even more difficult to improve a little more!

The two of them had their own scruples, and neither dared to attack rashly. Qin Tian paused for a moment, and suddenly let out a long roar, flew up, and the person moved in the air a few times, swinging his sword and stabbing down. I only heard the sound of "sneering" endlessly, Qin Tian stabbed more than thirty swords in an instant, and the swords did not leave Zhao Xinming's body. Zhao Xinming calmed down and tried his best to deal with it. It's a pity that Qin Tian's sword speed is too fast, even if there is the weirdness of stepping on the clouds, Zhao Xinming can't dodge all the attacks, so he can only swing his fist to resist. The fists and swords intersected, and the sound of "dangdang" resounded throughout the martial arts arena. Qin Tian fought faster and faster, Zhao Xinming struggled to support, and the cheers on the high platform in the west were higher and higher.

Zhou Lanxin and Senior Sister Wu looked nervous, staring intently at the field, with words in their mouths. There was also a lot of discussion on the high platform in the east, and there were even elders pointing at them, taking this opportunity to point out the disciples in the door.

"Congratulations to Master Qin. The Great Elder looked at the two people in the field and said with a smile, "There are not many fourth-generation disciples who can practice this 'Cloud Piercing Sword' to the point where they can easily reach this point." ”

"The Great Elder praised it. Master Qin nodded and said with a smile, "The way of practicing martial arts: first, send and receive freely, second, see the moves, third, come easily, fourth, be natural, and fifth, transcendent and holy." It's easy to get this step at your fingertips, but it's hard to achieve it again. ”

"Master Qin is modest. The Great Elder smiled and said again, "With Qin Tian's age, everything is possible. ”

"Then borrow the auspicious words of the Great Elder. After all, Qin Tian was his nephew, and the head of Qin hurriedly said.

As he spoke, the situation in the field changed abruptly. After more than 100 fights, Qin Tian became more and more frightened, and every time his fists and swords intersected, his "tyrant" realm would tremble slightly, as if it would fall apart in the next moment. Qin Tian had never encountered such a situation, and he didn't know why, but he instinctively had a trace of jealousy towards Zhao Xinming, so he didn't dare to persecute him too much.

Zhao Xinming gradually adapted to Qin Tian's swordsmanship, and the improved Li Jiaquan used all his strength to protect the key points around his body. Looking at it from a distance, I saw countless fist shadows stacked on top of each other, and then the fist shadows became fainter and fainter, gradually condensing into entities, and there was no trace of them!

"It's natural!" the Great Elder suddenly stood up and muttered to himself.