Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 69 Martial Arts Boundless
With the sound of the piano, except for a few senior elders, almost all the people on the martial arts viewing platform fell into a short-term trance.

Even Lin Xuan was no exception.

Lin Xuan woke up very quickly. The sound of the piano affected less than one-tenth of his breathing time.

But even so, Lin Xuan was still in a cold sweat.

"The strong fight, even if there is a little bit of slowness, it may kill him."

"I am now in the realm of body training, fighting with warriors of the same realm, maybe the opponent can't do anything in one-tenth of the time of breathing."

"But wait until the realm is higher, Qi Gathering Realm, Yuan Transformation Realm, or even a higher realm, this time is enough for me to establish a defeat."

"Martial arts have no boundaries. It is not only fists that can kill people. I must understand other methods and know how to restrain them. Only then can I not be caught off guard by being killed. It's too late to regret!"

Lin Xuan opened his eyes wide and carefully watched what happened on the ring.

He Xiao's fist hit Qin Ji's xylophone, and instead of breaking the xylophone, Qin Ji used He Xiao's strength to play the xylophone.

The disciples who were far away at the Guanwutai were all affected by the sound of the piano, not to mention He Xiao who was close at hand.

At this moment, He Xiao's eyes were dazed, and his spirit had completely fallen into an illusion.

No one knows what he experienced in the illusion, but his appearance at this moment is completely dull.

Lin Xuan originally thought that Qin Ji could knock He Xiao off the ring with one palm and win the competition.

However, Qin Ji retracted Changqin, raised one leg, and the golden rooster stood alone.

She laid the xylophone flat on her lap and touched the strings with both hands.

The crisp ding-dong sound of the piano rang immediately.

Different from the sound of the piano just inspired by He Xiao's punch, the music played by Qin Ji was crisp and melodious.

More importantly, under her control, the sound of the piano did not affect the people under the ring.

Lin Xuan's attention was all on He Xiao at the moment, and he noticed that He Xiao's dull expression began to struggle.

"It's no wonder Qin Ji didn't take action against He Xiao. It seems that once she stops playing the piano, He Xiao can easily wake up."

"From this point of view, musicians, at least low-level musicians, must rely on maintaining music in order to continuously control the enemy."

Lin Xuan shifted his gaze to Qin Ji's face, and he found that Qin Ji's expression was not as relaxed as he imagined.

Qin Ji played the qin music with soft fingers, like spring rain, but Lin Xuan found that the corners of her eyes were slightly wrinkled, and she was actually frowning.

Why do you frown when you clearly have the upper hand?

Lin Xuan felt it with his heart, and he found that when Qin Ji's fingers slid across the strings, there was plenty of vitality, which kept pouring into the strings.

"I see."

"Qin Ji's combat ability lies entirely in the xylophone in her hand, or a musical instrument. Her close combat ability may be weaker than that of ordinary warriors."

"Musicians are powerful, but they must be based on the premise of quickly consuming Yuanli. Qin Ji frowned, probably because of the rapid consumption of Yuanli."

"If you want to defeat the musician, there are two ways. One is to eliminate the opponent immediately before being pulled into the illusion. The second is that as long as you persist in the illusion long enough, the musician will run out of energy."

There was no suspense in this competition. He Xiao on the ring, his face was full of pain, and his spirit was about to collapse.

After Qin Ji's victory, the next match was to fight against Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan will personally experience the horror of a musician.

At the end of the song, He Xiao fell slowly on the ring, foaming at the mouth, trembling, not knowing what kind of terrifying scene he had experienced in his spiritual world.

Qin Ji wiped off the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and stepped down gracefully.

The disciples who have drawn the four numbers of A, B, C, and D have already finished the game, and what follows will be the battle of the four disciples, Wuji, Gengxin.

Among the four, the one who attracted the most attention was naturally Ling Yun.

After yesterday's conflict between Lin Xuan and Ling Yun, many disciples are no longer optimistic about Ling Yun.

There are also a large number of people who participated in gambling in private, who bet on Ling Yun's victory, and their intestines have already regretted it.

Originally, they thought it was a guaranteed profit without losing money, but who knew that Lin Xuan's dark horses were really dark.

Now they can only pray, Ling Yun has hidden means.

Under the attention of everyone, Ling Yun stepped onto the ring.

His opponent was a disciple at the eighth level of body refining.

Ling Yun's expression was a bit murderous. After he was punched by Fat Tiger yesterday, rumors spread everywhere.

Some people said that he had become a eunuch, and others said that they saw Ling Yun squatting to pee last night.

These rumors completely ruined Ling Yun's image that he had painstakingly managed in the outer sect these years!

He is angry!
He needs to vent!He needs to prove himself again and make others shut up!
Except for Lin Xuan who was about to be killed in the end, anyone who dared to stand in front of him today would feel unlucky.

At this moment, the disciple standing in front of Ling Yun felt like this.

Ling Yun's murderous eyes made him fall into the cold cellar.

He is even considering whether to abstain directly?

But doing that would be really embarrassing. Everyone is in the outer sect, and they don't look up and look down. The reputation of losing without fighting is not good.

Just when he was hesitating, the ruling elder spoke.

"The competition begins!"

As soon as the sound fell, Ling Yun burst out with all his aura in an instant.

This momentum, like an abnormal storm, blew towards the disciple standing opposite him.

This disciple finally realized that he was wrong, and he should admit defeat.

Amidst the exclamation of everyone, a competition ended, and only one breath passed from the time when the ruling elder announced the start of the competition to the end.

With just one punch, Ling Yun broke six of his opponent's ribs and knocked him unconscious.

A martial artist at the eighth level of body training is instantly killed!

The martial arts stage was silent, and the disciples watching finally recalled that the title of the Seven Heroes of the Outer Sect stemmed from their invincible strength.

The disciples who had ridiculed Ling Yun in private yesterday were all terrified at the moment, for fear that what they had said would be known by Ling Yun.

Lin Xuan witnessed this battle, but he was not surprised.

He had already understood that Ling Yun possessed this kind of strength after fighting against each other yesterday.

However, with such strength alone, it is impossible to defeat him.

Ling Yun's hole card has not been revealed yet.

The next competition is not very exciting, the winner is destined to become the target of Ling Yun's venting.

Fighting, only four people left, three rounds.

In the first match, Lin Xuan played against Qin Ji.

The two came to the ring, looking at Qin Ji who was standing on the other side of the ring, stroking the xylophone with her white fingers, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is the only opponent he takes seriously after these few games.

(End of this chapter)