...... Great Xia Yanjing, Tianjing City, Royal Martial Arts Field.

The flag covers the sky, and the people are surging.

The "No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the World" presided over by Zhang Yi, the god of the Great Xia Army, was held as scheduled.

Because there were too many people participating in this martial arts conference, three days before that, a selection competition for the martial arts conference was held.

The selection competition adopts the elimination system, and the opponent of the competition is determined by the number of the single draw, and the winner is promoted and the loser is out.

Although this will inevitably lead to the collision of strong and strong and lead to some strong players going out prematurely, overall, it is still a relatively fair format.

After a round of competition, tens of thousands of people were eliminated, and all those who could advance to the next round were martial artists above the congenital level.

In the second round, half of them were eliminated again, and only more than 10,000 contestants whose strength was stable above Wuhao remained.

After five consecutive rounds of elimination, it will enter the final round - the Ring Points Competition.

The winner of the tournament gets one point, and the loser gets zero points, and after this match, the top 100 fighters will enter the final finals.

What is surprising is that after layers of screening, among the remaining hundred people, the worst strength is actually the lower Martial Sect!

Qin Yin's luck is not bad.

The opponents in the five rounds of the knockout round were not strong, and Qin Yin won the victory without much effort and successfully entered the ring round.

And in the first round of the ring, Qin Yin met a lower martial artist who was not weak.

It's just that with Qin Yin's strength at this time, even if the opponent is a high-ranking martial sect, without the true intention of martial arts, it is basically a matter that can be solved in two or three moves.

However, in order to avoid attracting too much attention, Qin Yin still pretended to be evenly matched, and after a hundred moves, he found a flaw in the opponent and knocked the opponent to the ground.

However, Qin Yin's good luck seemed to have run out, and his next opponent was a subordinate martial artist.

Ying Long, thirty years old, subordinate martial honor, scattered martial arts cultivation.

Before being promoted to Martial Honor, Ying Long did not receive the support of any forces, but he was born with good luck and constant adventures, so he reached the next level of Martial Zun at the age of thirty.

However, there is also a time when the luck runs out, if Ying Long, who has reached the level of Martial Venerable, wants to make another breakthrough, he will inevitably need more resources, and the resources obtained from the previous adventure are no longer enough to meet his current cultivation, so he came to participate in this martial arts conference, in addition to the plan to become famous, he also wants to find a big force with a strong background as a backing, in order to make progress again.

And with his strong strength, Ying Long also passed all the way, and just when he was promoted to the top 1,000, the people of the Eighth Prince found him and promised that if he could enter the top 50, the Eighth Prince would make him a general and provide him with a lot of resources for his cultivation.

So for the sake of everything that is about to be in hand, Ying Long must win, and only by finally rushing into the top 50 can everything come true.

In Ying Long's eyes, no matter who the next opponent is, there is only one end - that is, to defeat them one by one!

But it's a pity that his opponent today is Qin Yin, and he is destined to be a tragedy.

As the referee's voice announcing the start of the game fell, the flying dragon phantom behind Ying Long quickly poured out, and in an instant, a full three hundred flying dragon phantoms were suspended behind Ying Long and couldn't stop roaring, and the peak strength of the lower martial arts was undoubtedly revealed.

In front of Ying Long, Qin Yin was indifferent, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he snorted lightly, and ninety flying dragon phantoms gushed out from behind him, forming a strong contrast with the three hundred flying dragon phantoms behind Ying Long.

"Tyrannosaurus Fist!"

With a roar, Ying Long attacked with both fists at the same time, like a dragon going out to sea, and a violent aura rushed towards Qin Yin.

Tyrannosaurus Fist, a yellow-level lower-grade martial art, is also one of several low-level martial arts that are widely spread in the martial arts world.

It's just that this set of extremely ordinary martial arts is displayed in the hands of a martial artist, but it is not inferior to the power of the ground-level exercises!

I saw three hundred flying dragon phantoms roaring and flying, and with this punch, it actually sent out a terrifying force that destroyed the world and destroyed the earth.

In the face of such a powerful attack, Qin Yin didn't dare to be careless, stepped forward quickly, opened his bow with both arms, used himself as an arrow, and with a bang, he punched towards Ying Long's waist!

If this punch is strong, even if Ying Long is a martial arts cultivator, he must immediately admit defeat.

Ying Long was able to slowly climb up from the lower floor, how could it be easy? In the face of Qin Yin's punch, he didn't dodge, and the fist that blasted out crossed a strange arc in mid-air, and collided head-on with Qin Yin's fist.

"Dragon Elephant Seal!"

Facing Ying Long's fist that seemed to tear the space apart, Qin Yin pinched the dragon elephant seal with his left hand, and when he landed, the big fist suddenly became several times larger, and there were even dragon elephants roaring around, and the momentum suddenly rose several times!

"Martial arts true meaning, ten thousand dragons roar!"

Seeing that Qin Yin's strength had skyrocketed several times, Ying Long's face changed greatly, and a more powerful aura came out of his body than before, and he saw a large area of flying dragon phantoms born from the void, enveloping both him and Qin Yin, emitting a howl that was enough to tear the heavens and the earth.

For a while, the dragon roared and hissed together, which was indistinct.

Thundered!

In an instant, there was a roar in the ring. The waves overwhelmed the audience, attracting almost everyone's attention to this side of the ring.

In this short moment, Qin Yin and Ying Long have already exchanged a hundred moves, in order to hide their identity, Qin Yin did not display his martial arts true intent, but even so, after casting the dragon elephant seal, he waited until the sixteen times increase in strength, but he was on a par with Ying Long, who was blessed by the true intention of martial arts, not only that, but as time went by, Qin Yin instead overwhelmed Ying Long, and it didn't take long to achieve victory.

"Ahh

Ying Long's eyes were furious, and the green tendons loomed under his clothes, and the three hundred flying dragons behind him seemed to be provoked by something, and let out a roar that soared into the sky, and the scene of the ten thousand dragons roaring together in the true meaning of the martial arts was actually one of the two.

An aura ten times stronger than before emanated from Ying Long's body.

"Ying Long broke out!"

"His combat power exploded tenfold in an instant, is this the strength of the Martial Venerable level?"

"He is too strong, although the guard in King Huan's mansion is strong, he will never be an opponent!"

...... For a while, there was a lot of discussion among the audience under the ring, and it was obvious that in front of Ying Long, who suddenly broke out, Qin Yin looked a little precarious.

"Is the combat power exploding?

Feeling the sudden surge in the opponent's strength, Qin Yin took a few steps back abruptly, and at the same time, a mysterious aura emanated from him.

"Xuanwu Seal!"

After the improvement of the full version of the Taixuan Root Seal, the Xuanwu Seal has a terrifying defensive ability, a dazzling arc of light flashed in the ring, and then a huge turtle shell flashed away, just right to cancel out the power contained in Ying Long's punch.

"Dragon Elephant Mad Demon Seal!"

Qin Yin, who received Ying Long's heavy blow, seized the opportunity of the other party's stunned eyes, and pinched out a more violent and terrifying seal method before the teaching.

The next moment, in Ying Long's incredulous gaze, a slap shining with cyan light slammed down on Ying Long's head like a mountain, knocking his whole person directly into the ground under the ring!

With a loud bang of "bang~", the solid ring on this side finally collapsed under the pressure.

The battle had lost its suspense by this time, and Qin Yin cleanly defeated Ying Long at the Martial Venerable level on the spot without using magic weapons and martial arts true intentions, shocking the audience.

"How is this possible?!"

"What I saw, this is really unbelievable, Ying Long, a super master at the level of Martial Venerable, actually lost in the hands of a palace guard without the power of his backhand, this is really unbelievable!"

"Get up, you damn coward, what are you still doing on the ground, it's a shame that you're still a martial arts master!"

"Who is that palace guard, and why is it so powerful?"

...... For a while, the crowd under the ring was full of discussions, and some people who were betting on Ying Long scolded on the spot.

"Who is that guy? Even a good player like Ying Long lost in his hands, he could never be as simple as a palace guard. ”

On the high platform, the Eighth Prince Qin Hui frowned, looking at the figure of Qin Yin, who calmly left the ring below, thoughtfully.

"Your Highness, I have been paying attention to this person for a long time, but his origin is mysterious, and King Huan seems to appreciate him quite a lot, we have spent a lot of effort in the past few days, but we still can't find out his bottom. ”

Gao Yuan stepped forward a few steps to the Eighth Prince's ear and muttered, and finally left with a sinister smile.

...... Huan Wangfu.

Qin Yin sat on a bluestone, carefully thinking about the gains and losses of this competition.

This battle can be said to be thrilling, after all, the other party is a new martial artist who has just been promoted to martial arts and has a weak foundation, and those old martial arts masters are not comparable at all, and he still has a long way to go to win the crown in this world's first martial arts conference.

Strength, you must improve your strength as soon as possible!

However, when the strength reached the level of Qin Yin, the ordinary pill no longer had much effect, and the only thing that could be pinned on was the Taixuan Fundamental Seal.

Qin Yin pinched the Taixuan Root Seal in his hand, and when he landed, the aura of heaven and earth in the big tent swarmed in, and a breath of cold qi emanated from his body, turning the surroundings into a country of ice and snow.

The power from Zhou Tian Xingchen continued to fall, and then followed the Baihui acupoint on the top of Qin Yin's head and injected it into his body, and then followed the tendons and veins throughout his body, constantly strengthening Qin Yin's body.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Yin let out a breath of turbid breath leisurely, and the muscles and bones of his whole body sounded like firecrackers, although the previous cultivation did not allow Qin Yin to break the current bottleneck, but it improved his strength a lot, making Qin Yin more confident in the future competition.

It's just that the world's No. 1 martial arts conference has reached this stage, and those martial artists who are slightly weaker or who have advanced by luck have basically been eliminated, and none of the martial artists who can get to this point in the ring round are mediocre.

"It's not better to be mediocre, it can just become a whetstone for me to sharpen myself, every time I break through the bottleneck in the past, it seems that I have to go through a vicious battle, I think this time the world's first martial arts conference can not only break through the dilemma set by the Eight Princes, but also help me break the bottleneck and achieve higher martial arts!"

Qin Yin licked his lips, looking forward to the next opponent even more!

(To be continued)