Extreme martial arts

Chapter 252 Qin Ming, Come Up!
As Jin Lao's voice rang in everyone's ears, the atmosphere in the square suddenly became lively and noisy, and it was no longer as oppressive and quiet as before.

"Tianjian Sect disciple Zhou Tong, Jueming Gu Ningyue, enter the competition area and start the competition." Jin Lao announced, and then waved his hands.

The vacant 200-meter area in the center of the square is like a water curtain that sprinkles a circle of Yuanli ripples, which just covers the 200-meter area.

Seeing two figures rushing out of the crowd, the water curtain's Yuanli rippled and rippled, and then the two appeared in the battle area.

Because there is no height difference, everyone can easily see the two people who are fighting.

Qin Ming glanced at the two people who were competing, but shook his head. Both of them were late stage martial arts masters, and they couldn't break through because they hadn't touched the threshold of the Martial King.

If it is a normal competition, the strength of these two people is not bad, but in this battle for the throne, such a master can only be reduced to cannon fodder.

Qin Ming was really not interested in the battle between the two great martial masters. Seeing one after another of Yuanli surging in the arena, the fist-to-hand confrontation seemed fierce, but in his eyes it was boring and boring, and Yuanli was not strong enough. The strength is not strong enough, like two children fighting.

He could see him shaking his head and sighing: "In the three-year melee, except for Yunxia Sect, the real genius disciples of other sects have already fallen. Otherwise, with the background of these two sects, how could they let disciples at the level of great martial arts come out to participate?" Battle for the throne."

After all, Qin Ming seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to look at the white-clothed and white-faced boy at Wuchangmen. His black silk and white clothes stood up like ice, and wisps of white-gray cold air could be vaguely discerned flowing outside the body.

"He may be the trump card of the six major sects. For the sake of the throne, the six major sects are able to join forces to accumulate this person's cultivation base." Qin Ming said.

Although the top ten sects of the Zhao Kingdom seem to be peaceful on the surface, there is an undercurrent of turmoil in the dark, fighting and plotting to the extreme. The original alliance was to prevent being disintegrated by the royal family one by one, but now for the throne, they can abandon their previous suspicions and form an alliance. .

"It's just that the strength of the six major sects can really compete with Yunxiazong?" Qin Ming whispered with a corner of his mouth.

The answer is no, if the alliance of the six major sects that did not seriously damage their strength wants to compete with Yunxiazong, then it is absolutely powerful, but now the strength of the six major sects has been greatly reduced, and there are only three martial kings left, which are far inferior Yunxiazong.

If we say that there are eleven iron-boned men in the six major sects, then Yunxiazong is a giant, standing up to the sky, and can destroy such iron-boned men in the six major sects with a single lift of his hand.

boom!
An explosion sounded, and a force of origin in the battle area suddenly exploded, and the brilliance flowed, and the winner was already determined.

Ning Yue from Jue Ming Valley used double thorns to stab Zhou Tong, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and picked him out of the battle area.

"Jueminggu Ningyue wins, the next one." Elder Jin announced, taking a step back.

Qin Ming frowned. This battle for the throne was not a one-on-one promotion competition, but a challenge to the ring.

First, a pair of fights will determine the ring master, and then the ring master will defend the ring, and the other contestants will challenge. If they are defeated by the challenger in the middle, others will continue to guard the ring until everyone is defeated and get the throne.

In this way, it makes it more difficult to obtain the throne. As the master, he will face the threat of all challengers. If he wants to obtain the throne, he must fight and defeat them one by one.

In this way, as time goes on and the number of people challenged increases, the strength of the challenger will become more and more weak, not to mention the consumption of energy, the reserve of Yuanli alone will not be enough for the challenger to continue fighting with high intensity.

In this competition, everyone is a soft persimmon, and every battle is a tough battle. It is absolutely impossible to win easily.

However, before the match, there was also a rule, that is, after defeating a challenger, the champion will have a cup of tea to recover.

A cup of tea only takes more than 10 minutes, such a short practice, it is very difficult to restore vitality, unless swallowing a large amount of elixir.

As soon as the battle of Jueming Valley's disciples was over, they immediately sat down on the ground, took out a jade bottle, and stuffed three elixirs for restoring vitality into their mouths.

"Time is up, the second challenger is on the stage." Jin Lao's voice was very small but transmitted with energy, but it could clearly fall on the ears of tens of thousands of people present.

I saw a figure spread its wings and fly into the battle area, looking down at the Jueming Valley disciples below with a condescending expression.

The Jueming Valley disciple was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly, inserted the double thorns in his hands behind his back, and walked out of the battle area.

"Who else is coming?" Seeing the disciples of Jueming Valley running away in despair, the strong King Wu roared with confidence bursting into his tongue.

As soon as the voice fell, another burst of Yuan force burst out, and it was also a strong Martial King who rushed into the battle area.

In an instant, the battle broke out, and the rainbow rays of Yuanli shot out in the battle area, but because of the imprisonment of the Yuanli shield, the attack could not rush out.

The battle between the two Martial Kings finally aroused Qin Ming's slightest interest. Although the strength of fists and feet still seemed weak in his eyes, his fighting skills were much better than those of the previous great martial masters.

The two kings of martial arts came and went, hitting from the sky to the ground, every move carried tremendous power, and tens of thousands of people cried out in surprise.

In the time of a cup of tea, the winner was determined. The first martial artist who played was superior, kicked his opponent's left arm, kicked him directly into the battle area, and won.

After resting for a cup of tea, the Martial King shouted again on the ring.

Among the disciples participating in the battle for the throne among the seven sects, all the disciples of great martial masters were ashamed at the moment. When they saw the King of Martial King guarding the ring, they immediately understood that the battle for the throne had shut them out outside.

If you don't know how to challenge King Wu, you will only end up dead.

In this battle for the throne, for some reason, the seven sects are surprisingly unified, and there is no rule that they cannot kill people!
Because of King Wu's joining, the Great Martial Masters did not dare to challenge, and there were only ten candidates left, of which Yunxia Sect occupied three, Wuchang Sect occupied two, and the other five belonged to each of the five major sects.

Ten Wu Kings, the battle for the throne has finally become a competition among Wu Kings.

Martial kings came up to challenge one after another, the Yuan force was surging like a tide, and countless brilliance burst out, but they were imprisoned within a range of 200 meters, unable to rush out, the explosions kept ringing, and the space kept trembling.

Everyone was stunned.

Qin Ming didn't take it seriously. With his current strength and eyesight, he could tell at a glance that four of the seven martial kings in the six sects had their strength forcibly enhanced by elixir treasures.

The seemingly surging wave of Yuanli is actually a bit empty and exaggerated behind the scenes.

Take the first martial king strongman on the stage as an example, Qin Ming saw at a glance that that person was actually piled up as a martial king directly from a great martial artist, but he was lucky, and successfully touched the threshold of the martial king and broke through.

As for the others, Qin Ming was sure that there were not a few people who were forcibly tried to break through King Wu by using elixir treasures. It was just that they were unlucky and failed to touch the threshold of King Wu, which caused the martial arts spent by the school to be in vain.

The other Martial Kings were saved from the Martial King's catastrophe and survived because they did not go to the imperial capital during the war, but fought in other places.

However, Wu Wang who couldn't go to the imperial capital proved that their strength was not strong, almost all of them were in the early stage of Wu Wang.

Even if he is now qualified to participate in the battle for the throne, in Qin Ming's eyes, these people are just a foil. His real enemies are the young man from Wuchangmen and the other two disciples of Tiange!
"Who else?" The fifth Martial King strongman is a member of the Wuchang Sect. At this moment, he stood in the battle area with a ferocious face and cold air, and shouted contemptuously.

"I'll do it." The sixth Martial King stepped on the stone slab under his feet, stretched out his wings and rushed into the battle area.

"You all go down to me." There was a stern shout, with boundless and stern killing intent.

As soon as the words were spoken, a unparalleled force seemed to tear apart the space, rushing towards the two strong Martial Kings.

The complexions of the two Martial Kings changed suddenly, and at the same time, their Yuan Li burst out, and they swung a wave of Yuan Li to resist.

boom!
The three primordial forces exploded in the air, and the brilliance surged, sweeping all directions, causing the shield to shake a little.

Among the two strong martial kings, the Wu Changmen of Wuchang Sect landed in the battle circle and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of ferociousness, while the other strong martial king was not so lucky, he was blown out of the battle area as soon as he took the stage ,Failed!
"Ghost Claw." The Wuwang disciple of the Impermanence Sect was furious, his body burst out with white gray energy, his right hand became a claw, flickering with cold light, turned into a streamer, and grabbed the figure standing in the center of the battle area.

"I don't know how to live or die." The figure sneered disdainfully, clenched his right hand into a fist, suddenly, Yuan Li surged out wildly, and punched the right paw of the disciple of Wuchangmen.

boom!
There was an explosion, and there were screams of ghosts. The right hand of the Wuchangmen disciple instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the blood sprayed on his face, his face was full of horror.

"Death!" The figure yelled coldly, and his right foot was pulled out like a dragon in horror, and the air exploded.

"Don't kill me." The Wuchangmen disciple asked for help, and at the same time turned around to escape, but the speed was still slow!

boom!
The head of the Impermanence Sect disciple exploded like a watermelon, green and red things flew all over the sky, the headless corpse still kept running away, and blood gushed into the sky like a fountain.

All this happened so fast, Qin Ming was also a little surprised. Someone had already challenged him, but he didn't expect that a third person would suddenly appear on the way, and even forcefully killed one and knocked the other into the air.

Suddenly, he felt that the group of disciples on the Yunxia Sect's side lost momentum, and he turned his head to look, startled, and then looked at the battle area.

Under the fountain of blood gushing, one could vaguely see a face full of violent and murderous intent, it was Song Tianlin!

At this moment, Song Tianlin was also looking at Qin Ming, his eyes squinted with murderous intent, and there was still blood dripping on his face, it was the blood of that Impermanence Sect disciple.

He raised his hand, pointed at Qin Ming, and said coldly, "Qin Ming, come up with something!"

(End of this chapter)