Unsurpassed Martial Saint

Chapter 136 The Dark Horse Showdown

Spirit, on the Tiansheng Continent, represents the law.

The true spirit is the complete law.

Everything follows certain laws, self-development and evolution.

The power of the law is powerful, and no warrior will deny this.

Against the law, and only the law.

Feeling the powerful law contained in Qin Yi's sword, it was cold and gloomy, and everyone couldn't summon up courage, nor did they have the slightest desire to resist, as if waiting for death was the only choice.

Chen Yu looked at Qin Yi in mid-air, and found that he couldn't even speak at this moment, and felt unwilling. If he didn't admit defeat, he couldn't imagine the consequences of taking the sword.

Too strong!

Just relying on the sword force that contains the law of ice cold, it is enough for him to have no chance of winning.

At this moment, even if he could speak, his voice could not come out.

"Is this a spirit level martial skill?"

Patriarch Chen's understanding of the way of swordsmanship far surpassed other people's. Feeling Qin Yi's sword, even he, a strong man with Qi Dao at the seventh level, was terrified.

"Yu'er, admit defeat!"

Patriarch Chen roared.

"Too late, bye!"

As soon as the words fell, countless sword shadows flew towards Chen Yu like a blizzard, covering the competition platform.

"No!"

Chen Yu was unwilling, very unwilling, and suddenly roared.

He was not in despair. Although Qin Yi's sword was a genuine spiritual-level martial skill, Qin Yi's cultivation was insufficient, his true energy was insufficient, and he had no martial intent, so he couldn't exert the power that a true spirit should have at all, let alone The powerful destructive power of Zixue Lingjian erupted.

If Qin Yi was at the seventh level of Qi Dao and in his prime, this sword would be enough to destroy half of the arena.

But now, the power of this sword is less than [-]%.

[-]% means that Chen Yu still has the possibility of counterattack and the hope of winning, and even the true spirit lacking in martial arts has countless flaws, but its power is stronger than the virtual spirit.

"Three Swords of Aomei, Three Swords of Cold Sky!"

With a decision in his mind, Chen Yu kicked his feet and rose into the sky. With a flash of sword light, a huge sword shadow pierced through the air from behind him and flew towards Qin Yi. In the end, one turned into three and turned into a flower. Aotian Xuemei wanted to block the powerful sword energy like a blizzard.

"Boom boom boom..."

True qi collided, and the sword sang like a song.

A violent air wave, like a millennium volcanic eruption, finally formed a tornado hurricane, sweeping away in all directions, destroying everything.

The competition arena was instantly razed to the ground, and even the storm of sword energy spread to the only remaining competition arena nearby, and the auditorium that was closer to the competition arena was doomed, and Chi Yu was affected. Shot in time to block the terrifying air wave.

"puff!"

In the strong wind, Chen Yu flew high, spewed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were full of unwillingness, but he had to close his eyelids, and finally passed out.

It turns out that spiritual-level martial arts are really so powerful, even if Qin Yi's cultivation base is not enough, and his true energy is not enough, only less than [-]% of the power is still not something that ordinary-level martial arts can resist, unless he uses the third sword of Aomei Three Swords Cultivate to perfection.

only……

Even for a genius, it is not an easy task to cultivate the top-level martial arts of the mortal level to the perfection.

And Qin Yi is just a special case among geniuses, such geniuses with martial arts comprehension are really too rare.

With a "boom", Chen Yu fell heavily to the ground.

Contest, end!
"call--"

Qin Yi floated down and landed in shocking huge pits one after another. He let out a big breath slowly, his face was extremely ugly, even pale and bloodless.

Whether it is true energy or physical strength, they are seriously exhausted.

"boom!"

With a soft sound, the low-grade real sword in his hand exploded, like stardust, scattered all over the sky.

The right arm that was gripping the low-grade real sword had long since ceased to exist. It was bloody, and only the bloody hand bones remained, covered with cracks.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and even the bones of his hand were shattered.

Stand alone!

"Playing big..."

Seeing this scene, Qin Yi felt a lingering fear. Spirit-level martial arts were really beyond his reach. If he forcibly used the Falling Phoenix Spirit Palm, he would not only be unable to stand here, but would only be left with a pile of bones, or even a smear of bone powder .

With a "grunt", Qin Yi gritted his teeth, endured the pain, without hesitation, took out a black-gold elixir, swallowed it, and saw that the muscles on the broken arm wriggled rapidly. The speed visible to the naked eye has grown again.

This elixir is a five-turn real pill, named "Xuan Ling Pill". As long as the limbs are broken, it can grow immediately, but the price is a bit high. A "Xuan Ling Pill" cost Qin Yi 100 yuan. Ten thousand taels of gold.

Qin Yi only has one, not because he doesn't want to buy more for self-defense, but because it is difficult to buy even if he has money.

"Big brother!"

As soon as Bai Linglong saw that Qin Yi lost his arm, he immediately rushed over and cried out in grief.

"I am fine."

Qin Yi walked over and smiled nonchalantly. Although his arm was saved, within a month, the newly grown right arm would not be able to move for the time being.

"Really okay?"

Bai Linglong looked at Qin Yi's brand new right arm worriedly.

"real."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his left arm, picked up Bai Linglong, and walked towards Baiyun in the rest area.

"This kid is really messed up!"

Looking at this scene, Qin Long couldn't help scolding.

Both Zhou Yudan and Zhou Peidan were silent, but they did not deny Qin Long's words, Qin Yi was too reckless.

Chen Yu was naturally carried away by the children of the Chen family, and his life was saved, but he had to lie in bed for at least half a month.

"The ancestral teachings are indeed true..."

Qin Hu couldn't help taking a deep breath. Only in this way could he calm down his excited mood a little bit. In this way, the Qin family possessed two kinds of elementary martial arts at the spiritual level.

Naturally, the Falling Phoenix Spirit Palm cannot be known to others.

Zixue Lingjian, as one of the martial arts of the Purple Sword Sect, Qin Hu is not worried that others will dare to mess around. The ancestors of the Qin family are disciples of the Purple Sword Sect, and it is allowed to pass on the Zixue Sword Art. His descendants comprehended the Zixue Lingjian from the Zixue Sword Jue. For this point, the Zijianzong would not hold them accountable, but instead would win over such a genius.

In the Purple Sword Sect, practicing the Zixue Sword Art is a long-term test. If you comprehend the Zixue Lingjian from it, you can become a true disciple even if you have not broken through to the Yuan Dao realm. Dao Jiuzhong.

Without a cultivation level that matches the spirit-level martial skill, it is absolutely impossible, and the consequences of Qin Yi's forced use of the Zixue Lingjian just now are the best example.

In fact, the Zixue Lingjian comprehended by Qin Yi can only be understood, not conveyed in words, and cannot explain why. It can only be practiced for others, but cannot be described. There are many things that he has not really understood yet .

Because of this, he far underestimated the power of the first-level spirit-level martial arts. Fortunately, he did not try the Luofeng Spirit Palm, but chose the Zixue Spirit Sword. Even the real sword can't bear it.

estimate……

Only the best real weapon can barely withstand the power of the first-level spirit-level martial arts.

Not far from the remaining competition stage, a man and a woman stood.

The girl is pretty and beautiful, she is Fang Jun's older sister Fang Qiaoyu, and the boy, who looks exactly like Fang Jun, is Fang Jun's brother - Fang Jun, one of the two dark horses in this tournament.

"Are you still sure?"

When Fang Qiaoyu saw Qin Yi displaying a spirit-level martial skill, she was extremely shocked, and felt a burst of fear. She once again understood why Miao Bingyu was so afraid of Qin Yi.

"Have."

Fang Jun smiled confidently, and said slowly: "He has no chance to display this kind of spiritual-level martial skill again, so there is nothing to be afraid of." After a pause, "Maybe he still has a stronger hole card, but any powerful martial skill, They all need true qi, and now, Qin Yi's true qi has already bottomed out."

"Too."

Fang Qiaoyu smiled knowingly, and said disdainfully: "Looking at the way he was walking just now, his physical strength was seriously overdrawn. He probably couldn't even walk steadily, but he was still struggling. I really thought that holding that little girl would make people believe that he is still alive." It has strength, but it's just a frightened bird."

"Yes."

Fang Jun looked at Qin Yi's back from a distance, smiled coldly, and said more confidently: "In the last martial arts competition, even if I can't kill him, he must lose all his cultivation. Once he loses his cultivation, even if he has extraordinary Comprehension, so what, it’s not just a piece of trash.”

"Don't worry, my sister will help you support everything."

Fang Qiaoyu laughed sinisterly, even if Fang Jun "missed" and killed Qin Yi, the Qin family would not be able to do anything to him, not even City Lord Fengyun.

The eldest lady of the Fang family, the eldest sister of Fang Qiaoyu, not long ago, finally became the crown princess of today's ancient Yang country, because her husband was finally made the crown prince by the emperor.

Today's Fang family is not what it used to be.

"My brother will definitely repay my sister well!"

When Fang Jun heard this, he inadvertently put his big hands around Fang Qiaoyu's waist.

"It's bad!"

……

In a blink of an eye, the time for a cup of tea passed.

The Fengyun martial arts tournament finally ushered in the most anticipated martial arts competition.

In fact, Qin Yi and Fang Jun can enter the next round even if they don't compete, but they obviously have no such plan.

This competition will directly determine who is No.1.

Once they lose, no one will be able to stand on the stage tomorrow.

Victory without a fight is the inevitable result of tomorrow.

"Big brother, is it really all right?" Bai Linglong asked worriedly.

"Really do not have."

Qin Yi couldn't help being amused, but Bai Linglong had such a reaction, it was perfectly normal, no matter how he looked at it, he would definitely lose this contest, even he himself was only [-]% sure.

"Big brother, be careful." Bai Yun could only choose to trust Qin Yi.

"Ah."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yi turned around and walked towards the only competition platform left in No. [-] competition area.

I saw that the martial arts arena was not complete, it had already become bumpy, and because of the impact of Qin Yi's Zixue Lingjian, there was less than [-]% of the area left.

Fang Jun, on the other hand, had long stood on the competition stage, like a god of war who must win, with arrogance.

"Waiting for you for a long time."

(End of this chapter)