Luo Qingzhou arched his hands.

Chu Xiaoxiao's excited cheers suddenly came from the crowd nearby: "Senior Brother Chu is mighty! Senior Brother Chu has won!"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, walked off the ring, and waited for the next round.

In the stands, several peak masters were a little confused.

"How did you win? Your boxing skills were mediocre, so why did you win all of a sudden?"

"The opponent is too weak, it's not that he is too strong. He probably just started practicing Lingfeng Fist, and his fighting skills are not as good as those of ordinary disciples."

"It seems like he won't be able to pass the second game."

"Is it really just a coincidence that this kid was able to enter that ancient formation yesterday?"

Several peak leaders became a little suspicious.

Linghu Qingzhu, who was sitting aside, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly said: "I met him last night, tested him, and checked him out. His talent is average and there is nothing extraordinary about him.

And the reason why he was able to enter the ancient formation should be related to something on his body and has nothing to do with him himself."

Fairy Zixia on the side glanced at her.

When Mo Jiufeng heard this, he sneered and said, "Master Linghu Peak, do you think we will give up if you say this? Are you underestimating us old guys too much?"

Linghu Qingzhu said no more and turned to look at the sect leader beside him.

Fairy Zixia looked at the young man below, the light in her eyes flashed but she did not speak.

"The next game will be between Shuicheng helmsman Lei Yang and Kyoto helmsman Chu Feiyang!"

Half an hour later, Luo Qingzhou's name was read out again.

"Waicheng branch?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at the familiar long-faced man and narrowed his eyes.

Under the ring, Jin Songzheng was watching with other disciples. When they saw the long-faced man walking onto the ring, his disciples raised their hands and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Lei must win! Senior Brother Lei must win!"

The competition begins.

Jin Song looked to the side with a smile on his face.

Sun Jiang also stood there with his disciples, looking at the stage with complicated eyes.

Jin Song thought he was nervous, chuckled, walked over and patted his shoulder and said: "Senior Brother Sun, what a coincidence, our two disciples met so quickly. That is my eldest disciple, he was there a year ago

We have reached the middle stage of martial arts. It is estimated that we will be able to break through in a few months. Your disciple has just made a breakthrough, right? I just saw him and it seems that he is a little rusty in Ling Feng Quan. Didn't you just teach it to him? My disciple's

Lingfeng Fist..."

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion on the stage.

Jin Song had a smile on his face and looked towards the stage as he spoke.

At this sight, the smile on his face suddenly froze!

The competition has just begun, and his eldest disciple has already been knocked out of the ring!

At this time, Mo Jiufeng and others in the stands also had their eyes lit up with surprise on their faces.

"What a good boy, you just hid so much strength!"

"This punch is incredible. The essence of Lingfeng Fist is all in this punch. This kid is actually more powerful than the inner disciples!"

"That's not right. Did you see clearly just now? When that fist hit that disciple, a line of thunder and lightning seemed to appear... It seems that there are other techniques in Lingfeng Fist..."

"Thunder and lightning? Why didn't I see it? I can only see the side from this angle. If there is really lightning, the punch just now must be more than just the Lingfeng Fist..."

Several peak leaders began to discuss with doubtful expressions.

Linghu Qingzhu's eyes were fixed on the young man holding his fist on the stage.

She also saw that lightning bolt just now.

I didn't expect this kid to hide such a trick.

For some reason, she suddenly felt angry. After thinking for a moment, she secretly said: When he goes to practice the ancient swordsmanship tonight, she will ask him again. By the way... hmph, of course he will choose me, those bad old men.

Is there any choice? Whenever he hesitates, he is insulting me. I will strike with my sword...

Fairy Zixia on the side suddenly touched her and whispered: "Qingzhu, take him to see me tonight. I think there is something wrong with that thunder and lightning."
Chapter completed!