On the ring, the winner of the fight between the two was quickly determined, and Zhao Youliang defeated his opponent with the sword formation.
After knocking the knot out of the ring, Zhao Youliang could sit down, adjust his breath, restore his spiritual energy, and wait for the next challenger.
The second person who came up was a monk at the eleventh level of Foundation Establishment, who still had not escaped from Zhao Youliang's sword formation.
After losing two challengers in succession, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction on his face.
The people who originally planned to go up were a little bit flinched. They had just entered the ninth floor of the foundation and had such strength. They were a little unsure.
Just when Ji Qingling was planning to go on stage early and go back early after playing, someone flew up ahead of her.
This man was tall, with well-developed limbs, and there was a sense of strength all over his body. "Sun Dahai asked fellow Taoist for advice."
Zhao Youliang frowned, the peak of Dzogchen?
Next, the people under the ring looked at Sun Dahai and actually knocked away Zhao Youliang's sword with his bare hands.
In the face of attacks, his defense was extremely strong. Ji Qingling had never seen that kind of boxing technique before. Every time he punched, he would be close to the opponent.
The powerful spiritual power hit the opponent's defense with his fist, and within a few breaths, Zhao Youliang's defense was broken.
The sword formation was destroyed again, Zhao Youliang was unable to resist, and was finally thrown off the ring by Sun Dahai.
Opposite Shou Lei, who was at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, the number of people in front of this arena instantly decreased by less than half.
There are three arenas in total. If you can’t go here, try elsewhere.
Everywhere in this world, there are people who think they are strong, including Ji Qingling. She thinks she is strong and she is the chosen one. There are many people who are as confident as her.
Sun Dahai's first challenger was a swordsman with the same cultivation level.
As soon as he took the stage, he decided to keep a distance from Sun Dahai, so that the opponent's boxing skills would naturally not be able to get close.
Sun Dahai smiled contemptuously and silently recited the magic formula. Two phantoms suddenly appeared in front of him, which were two huge fists.
As Sun Dahai on the stage launched his moves, two giant fists were already attacking the sword cultivator, and Ji Qingling in the audience was a little shocked.
Such boxing skills are so good!
You don't need to get close to beat someone, so Sun Dahai just stood there and forced the swordsman to be helpless, and he would be knocked down by Sun Dahai soon.
Now more people were leaving the ring, and most of the people who stayed behind wanted to watch the fight, and had no intention of taking action themselves.
It has just begun, and there is such a powerful challenger, so let him beat three and leave before coming again.
Ji Qingling looked around and saw no one coming forward, then she jumped onto the ring with a tap of her toes.
Sun Dahai, who was on the stage, did not sit down to recover his energy. He was a little unhappy when he saw Ji Qingling jumping on the stage.
"I like beating men, but fighting with women is the most boring. You'd better go down and come up after I finish three beatings."
Just as Ji Qingling was about to speak, the deacon presiding over the arena said: "Anyone who comes on stage will be deemed to have admitted defeat if he steps down."
Sun Dahai sighed, "Come on then."
Hearing this reluctant tone, Ji Qingling only reminded him, "You'd better restore your spiritual energy first."
"No need, none of my fellow sword cultivators are my match. If it weren't for the reward of this competition, I would have formed a pill."
Ji Qingling stopped trying to persuade him, "That's a coincidence."
With a thought, Split Cloud appeared in her hand.
Sun Dahai was a little surprised when he saw the gloves, "You also learned boxing skills?"
Too lazy to talk nonsense to him, "Would you like to start now?"
When he realized that Ji Qingling was getting closer to him, Sun Dahai did not retreat. This did no harm to him, and it saved him more energy.
Just when he was hesitating whether to show mercy when facing a female cultivator who used boxing skills, Ji Qingling's fist had already hit him in the face.
With just one punch, Ji Qingling broke Sun Dahai's defense, and the fist really landed on his face.
it hurts!
Sun Dahai put away his thoughts and also swung his giant fist. Ji Qingling did not dodge at all and directly raised his hand to fight.
The two fists collided in the air, and the people in the audience clearly heard a 'click', and someone's bone was broken.
Alas, this female cultivator is too reckless! Now you have to suffer a lot!
Both of them were knocked back several steps by the other's spiritual energy before they stood still.
At this time, they discovered that Ji Qingling's hands were still in a defensive posture, while Sun Dahai's arm was hanging by his side, looking powerless.
…
Did Sun Dahai's bones break?
What's the origin of the gloves on the female cultivator's hand? so smart?
If Liyun could speak, he would definitely shout a few words. I’m really not that good!
Sun Dahai had already swallowed the healing medicine. He was also staring at the gloves on Ji Qingling's body, with an expression that said these things were really powerful.
Ji Qingling glanced at the people under the ring and then looked at Sun Dahai, sighing in his heart.
She took off her gloves and said, "Go on!"
Sun Dahai's dark face became even darker. He poured all his spiritual power into his other arm and rushed towards Ji Qingling with a loud shout.
The two fists collided in the air again, and the people in the audience clearly heard another 'click' sound!
This~
At this time, Sun Dahai's arms were hanging by his sides, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
People in the audience also burst into exclamations, "Are we just going to have a head-on confrontation like this? Is this the end?"
Naturally, it won't be over. Sun Dahai had taken healing medicine before and could already lift the first injured hand.
He took another pill and stood there silently reciting the magic formula in his heart. When two phantoms appeared, he could already lift his hands.
At this time, Ji Qingling did not take the opportunity to rush over and kick him off the ring, but wanted to test the power of these two moves.
Still not taking out any weapons, Ji Qingling directly faced the two giant fists.
'Bang bang bang~'
After a few breaths, the shadow completely dissipated under Ji Qingling's offensive, and Sun Dahai stood helplessly on the ring.
It's not that he doesn't have other tricks, but the few moves just now have completely destroyed his self-confidence, and he is proud of his boxing skills.
Those people felt that physical training had no future, but he still left others behind with his boxing skills.
He never expected that he would be eliminated in the first round. He was a perfect foundation builder!
When I met a female cultivator who was also practicing boxing, she was defeated in just a few moves?
Next, Ji Qingling sat on the ring and began to recover his spiritual energy to wait for the next challenger.
Those two phantoms were a bit like the phantom technique she had been practicing before, which required precise control of the aura.
Time passed little by little, and still no one came on stage. Ji Qingling opened his eyes, and people in the audience were still talking about it.
"You won with your bare hands?"
"Are all physical training so good now?"
"But it doesn't look like she's a physical practitioner, right?"
"Who is this? A disciple of which sect? With just a few moves, he defeated a monk of the same level."
Someone turned to look at him, "Didn't the deacon just report it?"
"Haha, I was just frightened by her strength and didn't pay attention."
"Taiyi Sect Ji Qing Lingsheng!"
