Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 68 Qin Ji
In just ten breaths, Lin Xuan and Jiang Hong had already exchanged 32 moves, evenly matched.

Both of them didn't use martial arts, they just competed in strength. In Lin Xuan's view, a confrontation with the same strength would not look too fake.

He even admired Jiang Hong's acting skills very much. Looking at the expression on his face that was sometimes painful and sometimes ferocious, he perfectly interpreted the posture of desperate bloody battle.

However, Jiang Hong couldn't tell what he was suffering from. He had already gritted his teeth so that he could barely keep up with Lin Xuan's fighting rhythm.

His hands were in excruciating pain. If he continued to fight like this, he might not need to act, and he would really be defeated.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan punched him in the chest. This was an ordinary punch, but with his strength, he was naturally able to catch it.

But he was disturbed by Lin Xuan's pain, he was subconsciously afraid and didn't dare to pick it up.

By the time he realized how wrong this approach was, it was already too late.

If Lin Xuan's punch hit him, even if he broke his ribs, he would still suffer from a gash.

In a critical moment, Jiang Hong made a decision that he regretted for a month.

Use martial arts!

Only by using martial arts can he make up for it in time and block Lin Xuan's punch.

"Ben Thunder Fist!"

What Jiang Hong practiced was a thunder-attribute skill, and when he punched out, a dazzling electric light flashed immediately on the fist.

Jiang Hong's fist speeded up in an instant, blocking Lin Xuan's attack.

Lin Xuan's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself.

"Is it too fake to fight without martial arts?"

"Okay, then I'll act more realistically!"

Lin Xuan completely misunderstood Jiang Hong's thoughts, and immediately displayed his martial arts.

"Fu Hu Fist!"

The roar of the tiger resounded through the arena. Lin Xuan was afraid that Jiang Hong would not be able to catch his Shinto boxing, so he simply used the low-quality Tiger Roaring Fist.

The two fists intersected again, and Jiang Hong almost vomited blood.

This is still a low-quality martial art Tiger Roaring Fist, and my Huang-level seventh-rank martial art Ben Lei Fist almost missed it.

He regretted it even more now, he had nothing to do, why did he use his martial arts.

He really wanted to open his mouth and remind Lin Xuan to take back his strength, but at this moment the ruling elder was watching from the side, so how could he open his mouth to openly cheat.

Jiang Hong was terrified of being beaten, if he continued like this, he would be defeated in the battle, and he would be severely beaten and injured by Lin Xuan.

With a heartbroken heart, he deliberately did not receive Lin Xuan's punch, and was thrown off the ring.

Jiang Hong was lying under the ring, his whole body was aching. The power of the Tiger Roaring Fist was limited, but it also depended on who cast it. The power of Lin Xuan's Tiger Roaring Fist was definitely unmatched by a body-refining martial artist.

Jiang Hong might have to take a good rest for a month before he can recover.

The ruling elder announced the result of the competition.

"Lin Xuan wins!"

In the second game, the disciples who got lottery numbers C and D were drawn.

To Lin Xuan's surprise, the disciple who got lottery C was a female disciple.

This female disciple was about three years older than him. She was dressed in white and had long flowing hair. Although she was not as beautiful as the little witch and Yi Qianyu, she had the look of a goddess descending to earth.

Lin Xuan didn't have a womanizing character, what attracted him was not the appearance or temperament of this female disciple, but the things she held in her hands.

The woman was holding a piano in her hand.

This piano is made of golden silk nanmu, with a simple appearance. There are seven wires on the piano, three gold, three silver and one red.

Martial arts does not restrict the disciples to use weapons, but the disciples of the outer sect are all in the realm of body training. In this realm, tempering the body is the most important. Therefore, most of you practice martial arts such as boxing and footwork. The weapons you use are rare. And less.

Even if weapons are used, they are usually swords, guns, swords and halberds. It is really rare to use zither to fight.

Seeing that Lin Xuan was curious, Fat Tiger beside him explained.

"This girl, everyone calls her Qin Ji."

"Qin Ji?"

Fat Tiger nodded: "Qin Ji's fighting methods are very peculiar. When she plays the piano music, she will make the opponent fall into a hallucination, and eventually the spirit will collapse and lose."

"It is said that warriors who fight with musical instruments have a separate occupation called musician."

"It's just that there is no musicians' association in Ganzhou, so I don't know much about it."

"Lin Xuan, take a good look at this competition, Qin Ji's methods are peculiar, you don't want to capsize in the gutter!"

After listening to Fat Tiger's explanation, Lin Xuan was very curious about the musician's combat methods.

He found that the spectator disciples who had gathered in front of the ring all retreated a long distance at this moment.

Even Ling Yun retreated more than ten steps.

"Qin Ji is only at the eighth level of body refining, but Ling Yun, who is at the ninth level of body refining, is so afraid?"

The outer disciple who got the lottery D was named He Xiao. Like Qin Ji, he possessed the eighth level of body training.

This is the first time he has fought against Qin Ji, but Qin Ji's reputation has long been known, and now that they are both in the ring, he has to be careful.

"Qin Ji's attack method is the qin in her hand. If I can make her qin silent, I can win easily!"

"If I let her play the piano first, I will be in big trouble!"

"When the ruling elder announces the start of the competition, I will act immediately to seize the opportunity!"

He Xiao secretly made a fighting strategy, he held his breath, secretly circulated the energy in his body, and waited for the ruling elder to announce the start of the competition.

The ruling elder slowly raised his hand.

"Competition, start!"

This was the moment He Xiao was waiting for. Before the Elder Judgment finished speaking, he immediately broke out at the fastest speed and rushed straight towards Qin Ji.

He saw that Qin Ji had placed the violin on the ground, and there was no time to play it in front of her.

"I won!"

He broke out with all his strength and punched Qin Ji.

Lin Xuan carefully observed this scene. In his opinion, there was nothing wrong with He Xiao's approach. If it was him, he would have seized the opportunity.

But he was not optimistic that He Xiao would succeed. Faced with He Xiao's attack, Qin Ji's expression was too calm.

She seemed to have expected that He Xiao would do this.

That's right, the qin in Qin Ji's hands is too heavy, she has been with the qin all year round, how could she not know her own weakness?
Qin Ji, she already has a way to deal with it!
Lin Xuan shook his head slightly: "This He Xiao is going to suffer."

He Xiao had already killed Qin Ji, and he was excited. With this punch, victory was within reach.

But at this moment, Qin Ji finally moved.

Her movements were very simple. She held down the hand of the piano and used the wide body of the piano to block herself in front of her.

He Xiao's punch was destined to hit Zhongqin's face.

He Xiao sneered in his heart, the qin is made of wood, his fist can dent even fine steel, won't the qin shatter immediately?
Without Qin, what else could Qin Ji do to fight him?

However, the next moment, something that shocked him happened.

His attack did hit the piano, but he failed to touch the piano board.

His fist was blocked by the seven strings.

The strings are dented, and there is a deafening sound of plucking the strings.

"Boom!"

(End of this chapter)