From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

The next day.

Advance to the individual competition.

The first match is Feng Shayan VS Zhi Jinhua.

The former is the daughter of Feng Zhenghao, one of the Ten Lords of the Tianxia Society. She is a congenital superhuman with the ability to travel through space, allowing her body to travel freely within the visible range of the space. However, the risk is too great. If her body happens to overlap with other objects or creatures at the end of the travel, she will suffer irreparable damage.

Feng Shayan won the victory with her unique Hundred-Step Divine Fist. Her fists often hit the enemy's blind spots, making it impossible to defend against them.

The second match, Lu Jiaban Yun VS Xiao Yijin.

Yun wears a mask and holds a measuring stick made of Qi. In ancient times, it was a measuring tool, and later it evolved into a weapon for constables for a period of time. His overall strength is in the upper second realm.

Just when the audience thought that the masked man would teach the woman in white a lesson, Yun unexpectedly chose to surrender.

"There's nothing I can do. Mr. Yun can't do anything to a woman."

"That guy is cheaper."

"The rookie from the first level was eliminated."

"This guy has too much luck."

In the stands, several members of the Lu family were discussing the matter. This group of young extraordinary people formed a small collective with Lu Linglong as the center.

Higher up, Wang Ai's eyes were filled with murderous intent. Overnight, he seemed to have aged by a dozen years, and the accumulated wrinkles on his face made him look extremely hideous.

"Jiang Jianxian, can you understand the grief of seeing your own flesh and blood die before your eyes? Perhaps you will be able to empathize with me in the future."

Jiang Yuan was too lazy to answer, and was obviously more interested in the tiger bone wine in his hand. This kind of wine is no longer available in the market nowadays, but Longhu Mountain has a rich financial foundation and has many precious and rare medicinal wines, some of which are even cellared for dozens or even hundreds of years.

The third game, Tongbi King Kong VS Lu Linglong.

The former won. Lu Linglong did not display her blood-controlling ability in public, nor did she show the triple rebirth of the Sanyi Sect. After a fierce fight, she was defeated.

"The next match is between Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye."

The referee announced the contestants and Zhuge Qing jumped down from the stands. Wearing a white shirt and brown overalls, he looked a bit like an intellectual from the end of the last century. His squinting eyes under his blue hair made him look a little listless.

"Are these two people here to perform martial arts?"

"Each one is lazier than the other."

"I just hope I don't fall asleep."

On the other side of the martial arts arena, Wang Ye walked out slowly with a hunched back, a dark blue mark from a slap on his forehead. He was grateful to his brother for showing mercy, because his five-armored hand, which had been streamlined to the extreme last night, almost blew his soul away.

"The martial arts performance begins."

"It's our turn."

"I admire Master Wang's cultivation, but he doesn't seem to have much motivation." Zhuge Qing's eyes gleamed, he smelled the scent of his own kind.

"That may be true, but it depends on the person."

In just a moment, Wang Ye closed the distance and used his palm to perform the Single Whip Downward Move from Tai Chi. Long-term training has turned the essence of this move into instinct, and it contains the overflow of the true Qi of Tai Chi power.

Zhuge Qing dodged sideways in advance. The opponent's swift attack filled his left and right sides with flowing true Qi. Although he failed to hit him successfully, once this palm power was gathered, it was like a woven net that made it difficult for people to break free.

"Get away from him first."

Zhuge Qing stepped back on the ground, the web of power shrank ahead of time, countless invisible air currents wrapped around his arms, Wang also stretched backwards, and the opponent's legs immediately left the ground.

At the critical moment, Zhuge Qing used one arm to stand forward and sent Wang Ye flying with a cannon punch. In this fleeting gap, there was no time to adjust the strength. If the two sides were equal in level, he would undoubtedly lose first. "I never underestimate my opponents, and I hope my opponents don't underestimate me either. Master Wang, you don't think you can beat me with just Tai Chi strength, do you?"

"You know quite a lot."

Wang Ye approached again, stepped forward and punched with such force that it seemed as if he could smash a boulder.

"Gen."

Zhuge Qing stood still and took the attack.

But his originally relaxed expression suddenly changed.

The sorcerer has great confidence in his predictions of the battle situation. Once the hexagram shows that there is no problem, saving energy and calculating the chances of winning becomes the best option.

"But it was only yesterday that I found out that there are people in this world who have the ability to deceive God." Wang Ye sighed.

Zhuge Qing staggered back, struggling to absorb the fierce force of the banlanchui.

"The hexagram...is fake!"

"If the magic is better than you, then the way of heaven you see is actually the back of the pioneers. In this way, whether it is deception or not depends on the intention, and the steps are clear."

Wang Ye dusted off his body.

"Zhuge Qing, have you ever been defeated?"

Zhuge Qing was silent for a moment, then answered, "If we don't count the previous competitions with the elders in the clan, then the answer is... no."

"Then do you think you can accept it? I mean the kind of miserable failure that completely negates your previous life. It's not a pleasant feeling. I almost broke my teeth before I could swallow it."

Wang Ye walked forward at a rather slow pace.

"I'll give you some time. We are both sorcerers, and we are not enemies. There is no need to cut off someone's path. I'm not sure how much I can hold back, after all, I'm just an intern."

In the stands, the young strangers all widened their eyes. It was obvious that the famous descendant of Wu Hou was at a disadvantage. The Wudang Taoist was unknown in the stranger circle, but he exuded a terrifying sense of oppression. He was undoubtedly a master of the third realm, and had condensed three flowers. Even if he looked at the entire martial arts world, he could still stand out and become the leader of a sect.

Zhuge Qing's hands trembled slightly, he had made his choice.

"The hexagram actually indicates a death sentence. If this is true, I can only ask Daoist Master Wang to spare my life... Kun character: Earth River Cart!"

The ground cracked and turned into a rolling river of stone that rushed forward.

"Renwu willow wood."

The king did not stop walking, but clapped his hands casually, and the dense trees pierced the earth, and the stone river turned into endless flying wood chips.

The Flowery Armored Hand has an almost natural suppression on the Warlock, which is almost equivalent to arresting a spirit and sending a general to confront the spirit.

Zhuge Qing took a step back with a confused look on his face. This was not simply a matter of strength, the opponent had reached a level that he could not understand. If it was pure strength, he could still find excuses such as age and opportunity, but the gap was so great that he could not help but feel like he was looking at an ancient sage. It was simply a shame.

"Li Zi Chi Lian!"

Several long flaming snakes extended forward, their size and temperature even surpassing that of Hong Bin, a true disciple of Huode Sect.

"Everything in the world is beneficial to me. Can you understand this state of mind?"

Wang Ye waved his hand, and the fire snake was retracted into the cuffs of his Taoist robe. The willow wood and fire were born together, and a huge fireball that was more than ten meters in size hovered in his palm. After the five elements changed, fire gave birth to earth, earth gave birth to metal, metal gave birth to water, water gave birth to wood, and wood gave birth to fire. The huge fireball kept changing its shape. Based on the basic technique, the effect was derived and endless. These four words are enough to explain the mystery of the Flowery Armor Hand.

(End of this chapter)