The fist fell, and the residual wind hunted.
The body of the highly skilled man froze in place, maintaining his attacking posture, motionless.
Time stood still for a moment.
Everyone's eyes widened, subconsciously searching for another person.
Where is Chunjun? !
Lin Qi's eyes fell on Gao Zhuang's body cultivator.
Chunjun's posture is gentle and calm, and the hem of his clothes is fluttering in the wind, as if it has never been moved.
Quietly, he put the silver needle on his fingertips into his palm.
For a moment, everyone was surprised.
When did Chunjun move? Why did he suddenly arrive behind the other party? !
The referee monk had already picked up the roster and shouted without raising his head: "Elixir Gu Chunjun wins this battle!"
Suddenly, there was a commotion.
"What? What just happened? Why did it end?"
"Yes, why did this tall guy suddenly stop moving?"
Xu Ying, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, could see clearly.
Chunjun raised his hand and flew out a silver needle. With a flash of cold light, it pierced the back of the body's neck.
Xu Ying's whole body stiffened when she thought of that speed, and she felt frightened.
She asked Lin Qi: "Sister Xiaoqi, do you think...can I win him?"
Lin Qi said calmly, "We can't win."
Xu Ying sighed, and her mood suddenly became much heavier.
The competition has just begun, and there are already so many powerful people. Can she really stand out from thousands of people and break into the top 100?
Lin Qi didn't want to undermine her friend's confidence. She whispered: "This person has hidden his cultivation. His true cultivation is not only the sixth level of Qi Refining, but at least the eighth level."
Xu Ying is only at the sixth level of qi refining, and her cultivation levels are so different that there is no comparison at all.
"Seriously?!" Xu Ying asked in surprise.
Lin Qi asked her, "Why did I lie to you?"
"The reason why he was able to win so quickly just now was not just because of his cultivation.
He is a medical practitioner and knows the weak points of human body most clearly. The opponent's physical training has not yet been fully cultivated. He should be able to see the opponent's weakness at a glance, and he can win with one move based on his speed and cultivation. "
Probably because the gap in cultivation was too big, Xu Ying immediately stopped worrying. Instead, she worried about Lin Qi, "Then can you beat him?"
"I don't know."
"What? He is so powerful?!"
Although Xu Ying's idol is Tan Yueqing, she vaguely knows that Lin Qi's strength is higher than Tan Yueqing's after knowing her for more than half a year.
If even Lin Qi couldn't be beaten, wouldn't this guy named Chunjun be able to compete for the top three?
Lin Qi smiled and shook her head, "It's not what you think. He just made one move. Even if I have the ability to predict the future, I can't tell what his strength is."
Xu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good! That's good!"
After five rounds, a new group of people came up to sign up.
Lin Qi saw the person's cultivation and pushed Xu Ying, signaling her to come up quickly.
Generally speaking, the cultivation level of this group of people is not high, except for Chunjun, whose strength is unknown.
If Xu Ying goes up and performs normally, she should be able to successfully enter the third round.
If you want to be among the top 100, you can't have an accident in the first three rounds.
Lin Qi still believed in Xu Ying's strength.
She also took advantage of this opportunity and quietly moved to Arena No. 07 to sign up.
There were a lot of people in the arena in the first few numbers, and every arena was crowded with people.
Lin Qi had just signed up and was placed in the ninth group.
She took her time and watched others fight first.
After watching it for about half an hour, I had some idea of the disciples' cultivation in this round.
"The ninth group, Zong Lei Peak Lin Qi versus Xuanji Peak Fu Siyuan!"
Thanks to the list of heroes, Lin Qi's name came out and attracted all the surrounding disciples who were watching the battle.
When they saw Lin Qi's height and face, everyone was silent for a while.
"I heard that Senior Sister Lin is stronger than Senior Sister Tan of Bingbingfeng... Is it true?"
"It must be a rumor!"
"Back when I climbed the Immortal Staircase, Senior Sister Tan rode a brilliant horse and reached the top. When she reached the top, the sect master praised her for her extraordinary talent. She should be the first among the new disciples of Tianyi Sect!"
"But I heard that Senior Sister Lin had already reached the eighth level of Qi Refining twenty days ago. Senior Sister Tan had only reached the seventh level of Qi Refining at that time. I still don't know if she has made a breakthrough or not?"
"So what if you have a high level of cultivation? If you have Nascent Soul Lord as your master and sufficient cultivation resources, you can chew the elixirs like jelly beans. Let alone the eighth level of Qi refining, it will be easy to build a foundation."
"That's true. I also think that Senior Sister Tan is more powerful. This Senior Sister Lin... just watch, don't make sure that her reputation is in vain."
The people below were talking a lot, but Lin Qi heard it but didn't take it seriously.
She raised her eyes and focused on her opponent.
When Fu Siyuan saw Lin Qi, he saluted respectfully and said, "Please show mercy to Senior Sister Lin."
Lin Qi returned the greeting: "I've heard for a long time that Xuanji Peak is good at calculating, and I'm going to see it today."
Fu Siyuan smiled bitterly.
As soon as the referee monk finished speaking, the competition began.
Lin Qi didn't intend to use any fancy moves, so she raised her hand to perform the trick, and cast the flying snow technique instantly!
The wind was howling, the snow was flying, and the flying snow instantly enveloped the arena.
The casting movement is very fast, and the spells are also perfect... that is, the four ornamental spells of Flying Snow have no offensive power at all.
Is it appropriate to use it at this time?
This doubt popped up in everyone's mind.
Fu Siyuan, who was standing opposite Lin Qi, was attentive and ready.
An unprecedented sense of danger came over me.
The next moment, Lin Qi's figure disappeared into the flying snow.
Using the lightning technique, he shuttled between the flying snow, his body flashing like thunder and lightning.
Lin Qi raised her hand and dozens of ice arrows fell from the sky, approaching Fu Siyuan's facade.
too fast!
When Fu Siyuan was about to cast a spell, the cold air from the ice arrows had already penetrated his facial skin.
He had no choice but to move his body and draw his sword to deal with it.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The intensity and speed of the ice arrows were far beyond his imagination.
Fu Siyuan held a mahogany sword in his hand and split dozens of ice arrows with great flexibility.
It seemed that he was coping well, but in fact, his wrist was already a little painful.
Before he could take a breath, there were thunderclouds overhead, lightning flashed across his head, and a sense of oppression hit his face.
"What kind of spell is this? Its power is so terrifying?!" An idea just came to his mind.
A light purple thunder and lightning shuttled down like a spiritual snake.
Thunder and lightning flashed, and the aura of destruction was hidden within.
Fu Siyuan flipped the mahogany sword in his hand, made a seal with both hands, and finally succeeded in erecting the Qingfeng barrier when the small thunder spell fell.
Thunderbolts fell one after another, hitting the barrier hard, and Fu Siyuan's face showed a bit unbearable.
With just two moves, he didn't even have time to see Lin Qi's move clearly before he was suppressed and was unable to backhand.
If Lin Qi attacks now, he will be completely unable to resist...
Just as this thought came to mind, Lin Qi, who had disappeared for a long time, held a wooden sword in her hand and pulled out a sword flower in the air, causing the white snow to fly.
With a casual poke from the sword tip, Lin Qi easily broke Fu Siyuan's barrier, and the sword tip was pointed directly at Fu Siyuan's throat.
The competition is over!
The referee monk calmly shouted: "Zong Lei Feng Lin Qisheng!"
(End of chapter)
