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Bluestone Martial Arts Arena!

Qualifying Finals!

The strange boy with long brown hair first launched an attack on Lin Fentian!

"Storm!"

The young man with long brown hair moved his body and the breeze swept across the body. He seemed to have lost his traces and merged into the wind! He pulled out a string of afterimages!

His light skills are surprisingly high, moving with the wind, floating like the wind, and changing endlessly.

"Puff~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

When the brown-red and long-haired demonic boy just moved, Lin Fentian pointed and a wisp of sword energy directly penetrated the afterimage of the brown-red and long-haired demonic boy. The air was cut into pieces and shattered, exploded into a turbulent flow of wind, and four scrolls of smoke and dust!

However, this move only hit the afterimage of the weird young man with long-haired brown hair and did not hurt him!

In the audience, there was a burst of exclamation!

Since Lin Fentian participated in the qualifiers yesterday, he has defeated the enemy in one move and never made a second move when facing any opponent.

But at this moment, the strange boy with long brown hair avoided Lin Fentian's curse, making him unable to achieve his innate power!

'This guy's light skills actually understood a trace of the artistic conception of the wind... Lin Fentian's sword technique walked through the artistic conception of the mountain. The mountain was calm and grand, suppressing one side; the wind was invisible and formless, and could do whatever he wanted... It can be said that the artistic conception of the wind happened to have a taste of restraining the artistic conception of the mountain...' Qin Yan's thinking turned.

"Lin Fentian, defeat me! Storm!"

The young man with long brown hair and long hair had already rushed behind Lin Fentian without knowing it!

With one hand, a brilliant wave of internal energy light shook like thunder, cutting the air and pushing the air flow, forming a silver-bright crescent-shaped light slash, bringing up a sharp aura and killing Lin Fentian.

Lin Fentian did not look back, and his right hand had two fingers of food and middle fingers. He first shot out a sword energy that contained the artistic conception of mountains, forcibly shattering the light waves of the long-haired demonic boy with brown and red hair.

Then, Lin Fentian had already burst out the next sword energy like lightning.

This sword energy contained an extremely violent wind-like mood, which rotated at high speed, causing a gust of wind to descend. The wind around it roared violently, covering the strange young man with long-haired hair.

"What?!"

The charming young man with long brown hair burst out with a roar of chaotic hearts. With him as the center, the wind around him collapsed inward, leaving him with no wind to borrow and nowhere to hide!

"Puff!"

The clothes of the long-haired charming boy in brown and red were instantly torn and exploded by the sword energy. The aftermath of the sword energy swept across a radius of more than ten meters, forming a range of pressure.

The wind stops.

Lin Fentian carried his hands on his back, his figure as stable as a mountain, like a domineering man, and he was powerful in the world. "You can force me to use three moves, you are not bad, go back and practice for another three years..."

The young man with long brown hair and long hair stood there with a pale face, feeling still scared. If Lin Fentian hadn't shown mercy just now, he would have been cut to death by Ling Chi.

In the end, the team No. 1112 collectively gave in.

Team No. 87 won the Bluestone Arena qualifiers!

Lin Fentian retired and jumped out of the arena.

"Excellent, wonderful, the third sword energy, if I read it correctly, I should have understood the artistic conception of wind..." Qin Yan couldn't help but exclaim, "The other party also mastered a little bit of the true meaning of wind. You can break his wind speed with the artistic conception of wind, which is perfect..."

Now Qin Yan knew that Lin Fentian had at least two kinds of natural mysteries of heaven and earth...the artistic conception of mountains and the artistic conception of wind.

"Uh?" Lin Fentian did not expect that a small city warrior at the ninth level of the inner Qi realm would actually reveal his sword art in one word. He was a little surprised and nodded immediately. "My friend has good eyesight."

At this time, the welcome warrior announced the title of the Bluestone Martial Arts Arena qualifiers.

He also informed Qin Yan, Lin Fentian and others that eight days later, this martial arts performance conference and final stage competition will be held at the Royal Galleries.

Eight qualifying venues, eight champion groups were decided respectively, and then gathered in the Royal Arena to engage in the final battle.

In comparison, the qualifiers are just appetizing desserts. The final stage competition is truly the focus of attention.

Immediately, Qin Yan, Lin Fentian and others left the Bluestone Martial Arts Arena.

Everyone negotiated and parted ways.

Qin Yan went to the elixir shop again and bought ten "Tiger Power Pills" for body refining.

As for the "fire alchemy" that refines internal energy, Qin Yan has five left, which is enough for the past few days.

There are fewer and fewer gold tickets in the storage spirit ring.

There are still eight days left before the final, and Qin Yan has not relaxed. During these eight days, he will do his best to practice and improve his combat power as much as possible.

Qin Yan had a premonition... The final stage of the competition will not be that simple!

After all, in the qualifiers, Lin Fentian won the game too easily. This martial arts performance conference is known as the most unprecedented event in Longteng City in recent years, with the most rewards, so it is impossible to be so easy.

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Longteng City.

The mansion of the city lord.

In the magnificent hall.

"Oh? Lin Fentian's team won the championship of the Bluestone Arena qualifiers?" The face of the city lord Long Yunxiao was slightly gloomy.

"Master Lord, please don't worry too much... The participating groups on the Bluestone Martial Arts Arena... are all just native chickens and tiles, vulnerable. Lin Fentian led the team to win the championship, it was not surprising..." The sharp-faced "Mr. Li" smiled flatteringly.

"Lord Long City, since Lin Fentian's team has entered the final stage of the competition... Then, my nephew will teach them their lessons with his own hands... Lin Fentian has such a little strength and no arrogant capital yet. It's better, my nephew will defeat his ridiculous pride himself, and lay the most perfect foundation for my nephew to be promoted to the explosive realm..." The cold man "Situ Nan" showed a little bit of fighting spirit in his eyes, and his hostility rose.

"Hey..." The sharp-faced "Mr. Li" glanced at Situ Nan, and there was a feeling of lingering fear. The team formed by Situ Nan has also stood out from the qualifiers, won the championship, and won the finals. Mr. Li has watched Situ Nan's battle with his own eyes. He is young, but if he doesn't do it, he will be like a demon, extremely cruel. When he fights with him, he will either die or be disabled. Moreover, Situ Nan is downplaying and has enough energy to do it, and he may only use 10% of his combat power...

"Then I'll wait and see..." Long Yunxiao's fat cheeks shook a few times.

...

The city lord's mansion is a garden with vines, flowers and colorful butterflies flying. Several coconut trees are also planted, showing a slightly exotic flavor.

Two women with extremely perfect figures were sitting by the stream.

One of the women, with a veil covering their face, showed a mysterious and noble temperament. It was the "Yurong" who formed a team with Situ Nan and wanted to compete for the final champion of this martial arts competition.

Another woman, who is not over twenty years old, has extremely beautiful appearance, tender and smooth skin like cream, a peerless beauty as graceful as a stunning geese, her red lips, and her teeth as jade, like a person in a picture... She is the daughter of the city lord who has made a lifelong decision with Lin Fentian, Long Wan'er.

"Cousin Wan'er, your Lin Fentian has entered the final stage..." The 'Yurong's voice was extremely calm, just telling a certain fact.

A hint of pride flashed through Long Wan'er's bright and talkable eyes, and her pink fists clenched, "Brother Tian will definitely win the championship! He is the strongest genius!"

"Not necessarily," Yurong said concisely.

Long Wan'er stared at the woman beside her who seemed to be in the world and said tentatively, "Cousin Yurong, if you...you and Brother Tian met...you...will you..."

"I won't show mercy..." Yurong said directly, "I have never had the word "failure" in my martial arts spirit."

Long Wan'er bit her teeth lightly, and her eyes showed a little dissatisfaction, "Cousin, Brother Tian may not lose to you!"

"He will lose," Yurong's mood was calm. "I have been to many big cities and seen countless geniuses. To be honest, Lin Fentian is considered a genius among the martial artists of the same generation, but he is definitely not a monster... Besides, what the earth lacks the most is martial arts genius. If he does not join the sect, it will be nothing in the end..."

"Sectarian?" Long Wan'er was stunned and blurted out, "Cousin Yurong, I heard that you have collected five Chen clan orders..."

Yurong avoided answering, but said, "Cousin, you are too persistent. Sometimes what your uncle said may not be wrong. Just Lin Fentian is just a person. Is it worth your love for him like this?"

Long Wan'er smiled, and did not refute, suddenly said, "Cousin Yurong, sooner or later, you will fall in love with a man like Wan'er."

"I don't know." Yurong stood up, "There are no men in the world that deserve my attention. Maybe after joining the sect, you will meet..."

...

The final stage is approaching day by day.

Qin Yan took ten "Dragon Power Pills" early to refine the medicinal power.

His body structure is more complete and free, and his body is unprecedentedly powerful.

The fist can directly knock out a shock wave that is not inferior to the Nine-level attack of the ordinary internal energy realm.

In fact, the shock wave can be shot from the air with just the strength of the body. This is an anomaly, let alone the shock wave squeezed out with a random punch is enough to compete with ordinary martial artists in the ninth level of Qi Realm in martial arts.

If Qin Yan's own punch was hit hard, how terrifying and explosive power would it have?

Even Qin Yan himself could not accurately judge this.

Using the spiral explosion style can make the entire body spiral for fifteen turns.

As for the breath of internal energy in the dantian, it is still stuck at a critical point between the ninth and tenth levels. To break through, the power of non-elixirs can be achieved overnight, it takes an opportunity.

However, at this time, Qin Yan's energy, spirit, fighting spirit, fighting spirit, and physical functions had already adjusted to the peak state.

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After much urgency, we will come out!

The ten-year martial arts performance conference in Longteng City and the final stage competition have finally arrived!

On this day, there were thousands of people everywhere!

The Longteng City is filled with a large number of warriors and countless tourists.

The wave-like crowd rushed towards the city center.

Royal Gladiator!
To be continued...