He surrendered so decisively that Qin Changsheng didn't even react.
He cast a doubtful look at the other party.
The man was teleported to the bottom of the ring, shrugged, and said helplessly: "I am a disciple of Tianyin Palace. I was right next to Junior Brother Qin when he made a big fuss in Tianyin Palace. Junior Brother Qin's demeanor at that time is still fresh in my memory. I am no match for him."
Qin Changsheng: "..."
Disciple in charge: "..."
The disciple in charge looked helpless.
He had no choice but to continue sending messages to the next one.
If there is no one, then enter another one.
After reaching more than a dozen rankings in a row, the person ranked 86th in the inner sect finally accepted the challenge.
After seeing Qin Changsheng, he stepped onto the ring and immediately admitted defeat.
"Junior Brother Qin, come on!"
I met that man Qin Changsheng once.
A person from Chouyun Palace, my senior brother.
This result made Qin Changsheng very helpless.
The disciple in charge said: "Senior Brother Qin, if you continue to advance continuously without taking action, you may be punished by the Immortal Palace."
"I see."
Qin Changsheng nodded.
The next person to accept the challenge enters the ring.
She is a powerful... female cultivator.
There are very few people practicing body training in the Immortal Palace, especially female body cultivators, and even fewer.
The female body cultivator looked at Qin Changsheng and said, "Junior brother Qin, please show mercy."
Qin Changsheng was speechless.
He has never met this female body cultivator, how does she know him?
The female body cultivator seemed to notice Qin Changsheng's doubts and said with a smile: "I am a disciple of the Zhenyan Palace, and I am under the care of Senior Sister Feiyun."
Yes, it’s another related household.
Qin Changsheng gave the disciple a helpless expression.
The disciples who were doing the work also had some headaches.
The main reason is that Qin Changsheng's name was indeed quite famous a few years ago.
One person single-handedly picked off the entire Tianyin Temple, forcing all the Shenyuan Realm disciples in the Tianyin Temple to take action themselves.
The key is when Qin Changsheng achieves such a feat, the Holy Spirit reaches perfection.
Now that he has become a quasi-emperor, his strength may be even higher.
The disciple in charge now believes it.
Qin Changsheng was not pretending when he challenged Chu Liangchen.
He really has this strength!
"No match-fixing."
The disciple in charge said weakly.
Qin Changsheng nodded and looked at the female cultivator: "You should take action first."
The female cultivator smiled boldly: "That's great, I also want to see Junior Brother Qin's strength."
The female cultivator took one step forward, and the momentum around her body surged.
Then, his whole body swelled up, his legs exerted force, and he rushed towards Qin Changsheng with a violent momentum.
Facing the quasi-emperor's peak physical cultivation, Qin Changsheng's expression gradually became serious.
As everyone knows.
What is the strongest physical training?
Flesh!
Whether it is defense or strength, his physical fitness is stronger than other monks.
Qin Changsheng did not take out any supreme Taoist weapon, but instead drew out the Yanyang Sword.
He added some materials to the Yanyang Sword and upgraded it to a top-grade imperial weapon.
For his current cultivation level, it is barely enough.
If it can be upgraded to the Supreme Taoist Weapon, it can become his main magic weapon again.
Even so, the Yanyang Sword at this time is enough to threaten the life safety of this female body cultivator.
"The breeze blows the moon."
Qin Changsheng did not use any powerful sword techniques.
Instead, he chose a mediocre low-level swordsmanship that he practiced casually.
Qin Changsheng's figure was like a ghost.
He passed by the female physique cultivator who was rushing towards him.
The female body was fixed fiercely. She looked at the bone-deep injuries on her body and took a deep breath.
At this time, she finally understood the meaning of that sentence.
If you have not experienced it, you are not qualified to discuss it.
That's how she felt now.
I had only heard that Qin Changsheng was powerful.
She didn't care.
When I saw him now, he knew that the other party had already reserved his hand and that the swordsmanship he used was not very good, but he still had no ability to resist.
The female body cultivator used magic power to heal the wounds, raised her hands and said, "I give up!"
Qin Changsheng stepped into the inner sect and ranked 86th.
He looked at the serving disciple.
The man obediently continued to challenge the next one.
Qin Changsheng raised his eyebrows: "Can't I still jump to the challenge?"
"Um...it seems okay."
The disciple in charge touched his nose and said: "But you can only challenge those who are ranked thirty or below. If you want to challenge the top few, you should get around the top ten. This is the rule of the Immortal Palace."
"oh."
Qin Changsheng nodded: "Then thirty people will come."
"okay!"
The disciple in charge directly sent the invitation to the 30th disciple.
The man was watching from the audience. He reached out to take the flying war post and waved it away.
"I took it."
The man stood up and walked onto the ring.
He looked at Qin Changsheng and said in a deep voice: "You are very strong!"
"I know." Qin Changsheng responded calmly.
The man was choked and didn't know how to answer the question.
After brewing his emotions for a while, the man said: "I will not admit defeat. I want you to defeat me in an upright manner."
"Take action!"
After three breaths.
"I surrender……"
The man lay on the ring, raised his hands, and shouted feebly.
The surrounding audience was in an uproar and laughed mercilessly.
"Senior Brother Li, won't you never admit defeat?"
"Three breaths, you fell down as soon as they took action, can you do it, little dog?"
"Hahaha, is this the strength of the thirty inner sects? It makes me laugh to death!"
"Qin Changsheng, come on!"
The man looked at the people who were laughing at him and felt very aggrieved.
"If you have the ability, go and face him!"
"This guy is not a human at all, he is a monster. I have never seen such a strong early quasi-emperor..."
The man hid his face and left.
Qin Changsheng stood on the ring with a slightly embarrassed expression.
To be honest, he is really bullying people now.
Not to mention the physical body that is comparable to the peak of the Imperial Realm, the power of cultivation alone is enough to dominate under the Imperial Realm.
Of course, it is under the imperial realm of the God Realm.
If he were to move to the lower realm, even the peak of the Emperor Realm would not be his opponent.
So he really didn't feel much pressure to challenge this.
And his purpose is simply to get the qualification to participate in the Seven God Realm Competition.
In order to be just in case and not to be pushed down by others, Qin Changsheng could only work hard to pursue a higher ranking.
Yes, work hard!
Qin Changsheng looked at the disciple in charge: "Next."
The disciples who serve are one big and two big.
In all his years of working in the Challenge Zone, he has never encountered such a person.
In an hour, he went from being in the top 30 to being in the top 30.
Is there anyone more outrageous than him?
The disciple in charge said bravely: "Senior Brother Qin, how about you give Senior Brother Feng, who is ranked tenth, a try?"
"Is the wind invisible?" Qin Changsheng thought for a moment and said without hesitation, "Okay."
The disciple in charge posted a battle message.
The wind walked invisible from the auditorium.
He stared at the disciple with an expressionless expression, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
Then he looked at Qin Changsheng.
"You are strong, but you are no match for me."
After saying this, the wind rose invisible into the sky, then turned into nothingness and disappeared on the ring.
