Soaring of Galaxia Chapter 166: See the threat again

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Qin Wushuang's change of trick was very sudden, and his strength was so old that he almost completely stole the essence of the black man's tricks.

Only in actual combat, Qin Wushuang had a bit more temperament and power than the man in black. This was related to Qin Wushuang's grandmaster demeanor in his previous life. Even if he enters Xiantian Lingwu now, when he makes a move, every move, every move, and every move, he is still full of grandmaster demeanor.

This change seemed to lift the weight lightly, but the surging sweeping force made the two suddenly feel a real energy and blood rolling, his body is like a lonely boat, and Qin Wushuang's strength , It looks like a surging wave is coming.

They are both innate, and he unexpectedly discovered that the innate power he exerted was far from the other side!

Boom!

Hand in hand!

The sweeping force of the long whip hit the broadsword, making a muffled noise.

Only hearing the sound of "dang", the broadsword was directly shaken off his hand and soared into the sky. Qin Wushuang smiled coldly, and the long whip trembled again, already wrapped around No.2's neck like a poisonous snake.

Quickly asked: "How about? Two tricks, to be precise, one and a half tricks!"

The face of No.2 is as dead ashes, and he insists: "I used too much spiritual power in a battle before, otherwise I won't lose to you so easily in this battle."

For the defeated general, Qin Wushuang would not go to beat the falling water dog, and smiled slightly: "In this case, I look forward to the next opportunity to learn from each other. Now, you should step down."

With a move of the arm, the force spit out slightly, and the long whip brought out a very soft thrust, sending the number two directly off the ring.

No. 2 stepped to the ground, and there was no momentum at all, as if he had jumped in place, and landed easily.

Only then did he understand how terrifying the opponent is and how much stronger than him!

The opponent, whether it is strength or grasp of distance, can be said to have reached the state of miniaturization, and it is so easy, so light.

Thinking of this, he was convinced of his defeat.

Two tricks!

Two moves knocked his opponent off the stage again. Qin Wushuang's amazing performance once again won him the cheers of the audience. Even the most discerning audience was impressed by Qin Wushuang's methods and manners.

Many core disciples who watched in the dark are constantly using their own abilities to confirm this battle and compare the gains and losses inside, so as to judge who is strong and who is weak against the number six.

Many core disciples finally had to admit that this number six is ​​indeed strong!

It's just that the identity of this arena is hidden, so for the time being, it is impossible to know which core disciple this person is from.

Taking it for granted, almost everyone who watched the battle regarded this Qin Wushuang as a core disciple. Only the core leaders of the various veins in the camp know that this number six is ​​not a core disciple at all, but a newly promoted senior disciple!

Yan Feng was also very conflicted at this time. He knew that among the eight participants in the competition, one of them was Senior Brother Qin. But which one is Senior Brother Qin, based on the strength of his acquired martial artist, can't tell. After the first round, he thought: "Senior Brother Qin did not come out to look for me. I think he has already been promoted. But he doesn't know whether Senior Brother Qin can pass the second round? With Senior Brother Qin's strength, he should be able to win!" /

Yan Feng doesn't know much about the strong in the innate realm, but he admires Qin Wushuang several times when he makes a shot. And he saw in Qin Wushuang a kind of temperament, a kind of grandmaster attitude, not blindly high-profile pretending, nor blindly playing high-level, blindly playing killing and cutting decisively.

Just as Qin Wushuang sent No. 2 out of the ring, No. 8 also eliminated his opponent.

The remaining two on the stage are the contenders for the final championship, almost exactly the same as everyone had guessed in advance, number six versus number eight! Championship competition!

The winner of these two people will receive eight primary spirit inner pills, collecting the five basic surnames!

When thinking of this, many acquired martial artists almost salivate. Yan Feng kept praying in his heart: "I hope that among these two people, there is Brother Qin! I hope that Brother Qin will win in the end!"

After getting along with Qin Wushuang for a while, he still admires Qin Wushuang's demeanor. Faintly expecting Qin Wushuang to win is certainly a bias towards acquaintances. Deep down, I hope that after Qin Wushuang wins, he can divide an inner alchemy with him!

In that case, he would gather all the main materials!

At the thought of this, Yan Feng's blood almost boiled all over, and his body couldn't help but shiver slightly.

This scene was seen by a disciple next to him, and he mocked: "Dude, what are you shivering? Is there your brother on the stage?"

Yan Feng said sternly: "One of my seniors also participated in the challenge. He hasn't come out yet. He must be one of the two finalists!"

"Haha, this is disrespectful. I dare to ask you which line you are from? Which one of the masters is under?"

Generally speaking, the ones who can participate in the championship are basically the pulses of the five hall masters.

The Dharma kings and elders in the Xingluo Temple, although they also have core disciples, their quotas are very limited, and they are incomparable to the five main hall masters.

A Karmapa is just a quota for two core disciples, and there is only one elder.

Therefore, basically, the final winner of this type of arena must be the best under the five main hall masters. Although there are other possible surnames, they are very small.

Listening to the other party's question, Yan Feng's face flushed, and he deliberately said something big, saying that he was under the sect of the Second Hall Master, but after all he couldn't afford the shame, and the corners of his mouth curled up, but he did not answer.

...In the second round of the game, there were not many swords and shadows, nor any suspense. Qin Wushuang and No.8 both defeated their opponents with sharp swords. Obviously, the two people's minds reached a tacit understanding early, and regarded each other as the last rival.

Qin Wushuang did not intend to waste an hour to adjust the time. Find a secluded corner and set out to prepare for this final battle.

For this championship, Qin Wushuang is determined to win!

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang's thoughts moved, and there were four pre-existing breaths around him, almost simultaneously appearing in his senses.

These four pre-existing breaths, any one of them is very powerful, showing a good cultivation.

"Who?"

Qin Wushuang stood up vigilantly. Although this is the Vientiane Valley, although Xingluo Temple prohibits sectarians from killing each other, this does not mean that Qin Wushuang will completely relax his vigilance.

"Hmph, don't worry about who we are. There is a word to advise you, I wonder if you can listen to it."

"Oh?" Qin Wushuang was on guard and didn't answer.

"The next championship fight, you have to play, but you must lose! As long as you choose to lose, the trophy can be divided into two inner alchemy for you!"

This voice is obviously suppressing the voice line, deliberately changing the voice, and it looks very hoarse.

Threat, again threat. Qin Wushuang laughed instead of anger. This is not the first time he has encountered such threats. He had also encountered such threats in the family theory of Luojiang County in Baiyue Country.

At that time, it was the last battle of the giants. The opponent was Xu Shi, and the man who threatened him was the big Ximen.

That time, Qin Wushuang did not compromise.

This time, Qin Wushuang also made no sense to compromise.

His principle is very simple, that is, the four words that Master Tan Zhongchi emphasized to him-do your part!

Tan Zhongchi once warned——The resources of the Daluo Empire are rare. Once there are good things, they must not be modest. If you have the strength, you can grab it!

The opponent is No. 8, and his strength did not deter Qin Wushuang. Therefore, he has no reason to give up the competition and be intimidated by a threat or two!

Thinking of this, Qin Wushuang calmed down and asked faintly: "The eighth player asked you to come?"

"You don't have to worry about this! In a word, you give up, it is good for you. If you don't give up, you will be in the Xingluo Temple in the future, it will definitely make you hard to move!"

Qin Wushuang snorted lightly: "It's hard to make a single inch!"

I glanced around, and said awe-inspiringly: "Even if you guys really have the ability to make it hard for me to do anything, today's battle, there are only four words-do your part! If I am not good at learning art, I have nothing to say when I lose in the ring; I want to Let me surrender without a fight, but your abacus is wrong!"

After finishing speaking, he laughed, the whip quivered, and the void shook, sweeping three large circles in succession, the air current ripples diverging, the surrounding vegetation folds and leaves dance.

Qin Wushuang's momentum is like a rainbow, his steps are linked, and he whizzes towards the periphery. While walking, there were bursts of whistle.

He expected that these four men would threaten him and it would be shameful. If a team of people knows that there are so many shady scenes behind this arena, then this gambling ring can continue in the future.

Therefore, his bursts of whistling, bringing up rolling sound waves, shook the mountains and plains like thunder, echoing endlessly, and the whole valley suddenly boiled.

Sure enough, the four of them didn't expect Qin Wushuang to be so slick, their complexion changed, and they scolded Qin Wushuang bitterly, but there was a collective flash of people under their feet.

These four people are the core children of the main line of the main hall. I usually like to hug the most. At this time, seeing Qin Wushuang's superb methods, is the strong enemy of their nine junior brothers, naturally he does not want the fat water to flow into the field of outsiders, so he came to threaten Qin Wushuang~IndoMTL.com~ I want to use the coercion of the four people to deter Qin. Wushuang.

It's just that they didn't expect that their abacus hit Qin Wushuang, which can be said to be the biggest wrong move. Qin Wushuang is arrogant, and what he hates most is being threatened by others.

And these four people just committed this taboo!

Just as Qin Wushuang ran away from here, where he was based, there was an extra beautiful figure, unexpectedly, Zhou Fu, looking at Qin Wushuang's back, thoughtfully. After the detailed one-piece meeting, I have already felt the remnants of the pre-existing breath at the moment.

Zhou Fu murmured: "It is true, it is true! But I don't know whether that junior apprentice has been frightened by them and left?"

As I was concentrating, suddenly there was a hearty greeting from behind: "Sister Zhou, why are you hanging around here?"

Zhou Fu didn't need to look back to know that the person here was the first disciple of the main hall master, the strongest of the younger generation-Wei Yi.

(To be continued)

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