Chapter 64: Fight

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Chapter 64
"Tu Lingzong!" Mu Cheng, who was walking in front of him, stopped and stared at the team. Tu Lingzong is the strongest sect second only to Tian Daozong. Each time the participating disciples are generally strong, they are strong competitors of Qingyun Zong's tea party. And like this type of explosive power, it is generally not limited by the realm in the Lingwu realm. As long as it is clever, it is likely to challenge it. Just like Qin Ming, when Wu Zhongtian was able to defeat Qi Zhong Mu Muxiu, it was that brute force.
No one would like to meet them at the tea party.
"Are you Qingyunzong?" Tu Lingzong's team stood in front, generally about two meters, showing a sense of strength from the inside out, overwhelming.
"Qing Yunzong, Mu Cheng!" Mu Cheng responded.
"Who is Qi Qing?" The disciples led by Tu Lingzong are named Yang Yi. They are strong in basalt, but they are tall but not bloated. They feel like a rock statue. They are not only determined, but also indestructible. Sense of power.
Do they know Yun Qing? Mu Cheng frowned slightly: "Qing Qing has gone out to practice and will not participate in the tea party."
"Don't dare to come? Huh, Qing Yunzong can hardly find a personal talent, even without the courage to come."
"I can be your opponent!" Mu Cheng took two steps forward, full of momentum. At first glance, Jin Jianming seemed to feel the master's war.
"You? Never heard of it." Yang Yi was indifferent.
"Practitioner Jin Yi, Jin Jian Mucheng, Xuanwu Realm, I will challenge you at the tea party." Mucheng declared war on the spot, and he represented Qing Yunzong. He would never be weak, even the terrible Tu Lingzong did not care. At this point, Qin Ming, Tieshanhe, and others stood on his side, and involuntarily took two steps forward.
"Oh? Xuanwu Realm?" Yang Yi glanced at him a few more times, and the nine Tu Lingzong disciples behind him were slightly surprised. There were actually two Xuanwu Realm disciples in Qingyunzong's new generation.
The elder leading the team interrupted with a smile: "Go to register first, and there will be many opportunities for discussion later."
"Remember my name, Mu Cheng!" Mu Cheng passed Yang Yi and followed the old man to the depths of the manor.
Yang Yi sneered: "Interesting, Qing Yunzong is coming this time. Go, look over and see what lineup Qing Yunzong has sent this time."
Mu Cheng led the team into the hall. The hall was elegant and antique, with a desk case in the middle, and an old man sitting there recording it.
The old man looked at them and wrote a note: "Is this Qingyunzong's team? Report your realm, and stabilize the time in this realm."
"Mu Cheng, seventeen, Xuanwu Realm, Yizhongtian, promotion time, two months."
"Zhang Lan, 16 years old, Lingwu Realm, Jiu Zhongtian, a year and a half."
"Li Nian, sixteen years old, Lingwu Realm, Jiuzhongtian, one and a half years."
"Murong Chong, sixteen, Lingwu Realm, Jiuzhongtian, promotion time, three months a year."
"Ling Xue, 16 years old, Lingwu Realm, Jiu Zhongtian, promotion time, eight months."
"Tieshanhe, Sixteen, Lingwu Realm, Jiuzhongtian, promotion time, nine months."
This was originally a personal secret, but the eight-tea ceremony was ultimately a ‘study of martial arts’ on the surface, and it was friendly. So before each tea ceremony, the disciples would truthfully announce their strength.
Zhang Lan, Li Nian, and Murong Chong, all three Jinsao disciples have been stable in Lingwu Realm for more than a year. They belong to a state where half of their feet have entered the Xuanwu Realm. With their talent, as long as there is a suitable Opportunities can easily break through, and they are all sixteen.
Yang Yi and others stood outside the synagogue, and slowly nodded. This year's Qing Yunzong disciples were really strong and did not send 18-year-old disciples.
The eight disciples required to participate in the eight-party tea party are under the age of eighteen, but no one has ever brought an eighteen-year-old disciple over the years. The highest is seventeen.
Han Chiba and their enrolled in turn, both are the newly-increased Lingwu Realm Nine Emperors. The elders of the record also nodded. Qing Yunzong's team is very strong this time, and there should be a great opportunity for the top ten. If Qing Yunzong brought their talented disciple Yun Qing again, it would be even more exciting. It ’s just that people do n’t bring it on purpose. Maybe they have their own considerations.
But when Qin Ming's turn came, the atmosphere in the synagogue suddenly fell silent.
"Qin Ming, 15 years old, will be 16 years old in 33 days. Lingwu Realm, Yae Heaven, promotion time, 20 days." Qin Ming calmly finished the message and looked at the old man who looked up: " something wrong?"
"Eight days? Twenty days?" The old man in charge of the record thought he heard something wrong.
"Um." Qin Ming accepted the weird gaze of the others calmly.
"Haha!" The disciples of Tu Lingzong outside the synagogue smiled directly.
"Yezhong? The entire Qing Yunzong can't find a Jiutian disciple? It's okay to pull an eighteen-year-old Jiutian, and you can't force a promotion."
"What's your situation? Just let Qing Qing not come. Get an eighth-day disciple here. You Qingyun Zong can really have the first tea party, and lower the level of the whole tea party for a whole day."
"Is this boy really fifteen years old? He looks eighteen."
"What is his identity? Wouldn't it be your patriarch's illegitimate son? Bring him some insight?"
The disciples of Tulingzong were not only laughing at Qingyunzong, but also expressing dissatisfaction. The Eight-Zong Tea Party was hailed as the largest gathering of celebrities in the Northern Ages. No disciples below the Ninth Heaven and no ten had appeared. The eight-year-old disciple is proud, and it is also the place where all the contestants are proud. However, Qing Yunzong suddenly made such a little guy, which affected the overall appearance of the Eight Tea Party.
Mu Cheng and others looked pale and very dissatisfied with the clamor of the Earth Spirit, but this time no one spoke, including He Xiangtian.
They knew Qin Ming's personality, and they didn't need to show up at this time.
Qin Ming smiled slightly and shook the fist in his hand: "Bet, you can choose any one and carry my fist. I won, and you apologize for what you said, I lost, and I immediately left Wuling City with my baggage. . "
It's that simple and rude, dissatisfied? Fight.
Yang Yi smiled, really smiled: "Compare your fist with our Lingzong?"
"You won't be convinced until you are the proudest." Qin Ming shook his arm and walked towards them: "Who is coming!"
"Boy, are you serious?"
"I look like I'm kidding?"
"Oh, okay, since you strongly demand, I will accept it." A sturdy young man stepped out of the team, his strong muscles crawled like a rope, his eyes were bright, his strength was strong, and he was very strong. Sense of oppression. "There has never been a precedent for the Yazong Tea Party. I'll clean it up for you Qingyunzong?"
"Please!" Mu Cheng was indifferent.
"Tu Lingzong, Zhao Kuo!" The young man's whole body was tense, his fists turned inward, his whole body vigored, and the wooden doors of the synagogue trembled slightly.
"Offended? I may be a bit hard at the start, you ... wouldn't mind?"
"Haha! Just come !!!"
Qin Ming moved his body and walked over in a hurry. Outside of the five steps, the light of his eyes condensed, his joints crackled, and King Kong's strength was activated. He struck suddenly and violently, accelerated in three steps, and twitched , Quanquan blasted towards Zhao Kuan's face.
Disciples such as Yang Yi smiled lightly, and didn't even mean to walk away.
Zhao Kuo raised his arms at will, crossed the horizontal frame, and greeted Qin Mingquan with a cold face, his energy was steaming in his arms. This kid should have practiced martial arts, right? What could it be? Playing power in front of Tu Lingzong disciples, you purely humiliate yourself.
King Kong! Immeasurable!
The strength of Qin Minglun's heavy punch suddenly increased suddenly, and he ran into a thunderous thunder, and was suddenly struck by Zhao Kuo's arms.
Five-fold increase! Eight thousand pounds of explosive power!
Zhao Kuan suddenly changed his face, caught off guard, slammed his arms into his chest fiercely, losing control of his body on the spot, and leaning back.
"What?" Yang Yi and others stumbled together.
"You can carry it?" Qin Ming's voice mentioned, striding close, without waiting for Zhao Kuo to stabilise, his fists continued to bombard, hesitating, raindrops fell on him, beating him back and forth.
In a matter of seconds, more than thirty punches blasted Zhao Kuo back more than ten meters.
"Asshole!" Zhao Kuo forcibly stabilized and was about to show his might, but Qin Ming followed closely and suddenly slammed his palm firmly on the neck and chin.
King Kong Tota!
Zhao Kuo leaned back from the ground, Qin Ming flipped in place, and his cross leg swept over his side waist, like an iron whip, and flew out.
There was an uproar, and even the old men shouted.
"Isn't it a trick?" Yang Yi and others looked ugly, why did they fight directly?
"Have you said that you can do it?" Tieshanhe sneered.
At this time, Qin Ming flew again to Zhao Kuo, clasping his ankle. The muscles in his body squirmed, and his strength burst, and he smashed into the rockery in front of him.
The rumbling, rockery collapsed and the rocks rolled.
Everyone took a cool breath! Enough!
Zhao Kuozhen was snored. He only took a punch. Who knew that Qin Ming ran in a fierce battle from the beginning, and was dying of his illness, and the offensive of the blast and rain continued, giving him no room to relax.
"Tu Lingzong, but that's it!" Qin Ming ran wildly, taking Zhao Kuo like a leather whip, smashing everywhere, the ground, rockery, stone table, and even the old tree. Zhao Kuo tried to hold back several times, but he was repulsed by Qin Ming.
The scene was so hot that even Mu Cheng and others frowned frequently.
Qin Ming suddenly gave up and flew Zhao Kuo directly.
The loud noise here alarmed the nearby guards, as well as the elite disciples in other schools. A large number of people gathered in the city hall to gather here.