"That man is very powerful!" Mu Qing's eyes flashed with a solemn look.

Although Ling Fei is powerful, he is only of seventh-level bloodline after all. He can even defeat eighth-level martial masters, but when facing those top eighth-level martial masters, he will most likely lose.

As expected by Mu Qing, Ling Fei fought with the eighth-level warrior on the ring for half an hour before being defeated in the end.

"Hahaha! The people of Qingcheng Guard are just like this!" The man laughed.

Ling Fei was knocked away and seriously injured. The force exerted by the opponent was so powerful that even he couldn't resist it.

"That man still hides his strength!" Ling Fei returned to Mu Qing and said in a deep voice.

Mu Qing raised his eyebrows, then asked Yang Caijin, and found out that the man in the ring was a member of the top five teams in the standings, named Ding Li, and had already possessed the strength of the eighth level bloodline a long time ago.

"I'm afraid he is now a ninth-level Martial Lord." Mu Qing took a deep breath. He could feel the terrifying power contained in Ding Li's body on the stage.

Ding Li showed off his prowess in the ring and won five of the following battles. His strength attracted the attention of many people.

"Captain of the Qingcheng Guard!" Ding Li suddenly looked at Mu Qing.

His face was full of provocation, and he laughed and said: "Mu Qing! As the captain of the Qingcheng Guard, don't you want to take action to avenge your defeat at my hands just now?"

"Or are you saying that you don't have the strength to deal with me at all, so you don't dare to come up for fear of making a fool of yourself?"

"Hahaha!"

Ding Li taunted Mu Qing vigorously, while others were also talking about it, dissatisfied with Qingcheng Wei, a team that suddenly rushed to the top ten in the standings.

In their eyes, how could Mu Qing, the captain, only have an eighth-level martial master with a few martial arts masters and complete so many tasks.

Although Qingcheng Wei's ranking is high in the standings, others don't take it seriously.

"Oh? Are you sure you want me to take action?" Mu Qing raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

There was a trace of playfulness in his eyes.

However, Ding Li didn't pay attention at all. He was too conceited to think that he would lose to Mu Qing because he had actually broken through to the ninth level of bloodline.

"Go up! Go up!"

"Don't be afraid! Get up!"

The other teams started to boo, with sneers on their faces. They had already foreseen the scene of Mu Qing being beaten to the ground by Ding Li.

They were looking forward to seeing this scene. Qingcheng Wei's overall strength was so weak, but he still managed to dominate most people. This made many people feel unhappy.

"I asked you to come up, do you dare?" Ding Li shouted, with many teams around him supporting him.

Mu Qing took a deep breath and finally stood up!

I saw him with a thin figure, slowly walking towards the ring, strolling leisurely.

Jiang Yuanjie and the others did not show any worry on their faces, because they knew Mu Qing's strength. When he was in the federal branch, how powerful was he against the Zerg?

It’s just like the wind blows and the rain comes!

"Hahaha! What's wrong? Your legs are so weak from fear that you can't walk?" Ding Li laughed.

In the eyes of others, Mu Qing's behavior was entirely out of fear.

"One palm." Mu Qing said softly.

Ding Li was stunned, "What kind of palm?"

"I mean, to deal with you, I only need one palm!" There was lightning flashing deep in Mu Qing's eyes.

The scene was silent for a moment, and everyone was stunned for a moment, but then burst into continuous laughter.

"Hahaha! Just a kid like you, but with a mere eighth-level bloodline, you may not be able to defeat even a team ranked around fifty, let alone defeat Ding Li with one palm!"

"I think it was Ding Li who defeated you with one palm, right? If you have gained connections with the top leaders of Yanhuang, just sit back and enjoy the benefits, don't be so arrogant!"

Ding Li's face darkened, and he said viciously: "Boy, you are too arrogant!"

He felt insulted.

After all, Ding Li is also a member of the fifth-ranked team in the standings. His external strength has reached the eighth level of martial arts, and secretly he has broken through to the ninth level of martial arts.

This is also the reason why he can easily defeat Ling Fei.

Ling Fei's mutated blood spirit is very powerful and can defeat the eighth-level martial master, but it is unable to cope with Ding Li, who secretly hides the ninth-level strength.

Ding Li looked at Mu Qing and felt extremely angry. He didn't see any look of begging for mercy on Mu Qing's face, which made him very unhappy.

"What are you trying to calm down about? Do you really think you can defeat me with one palm?" Ding Li yelled.

An extremely powerful force rushed out of him, reaching the peak of the eighth level in an instant.

In Ding Li's eyes, Mu Qing was only at this level. He believed that as long as he secretly used some ninth-level bloodline power, he could defeat Mu Qing with one move and make the opponent look embarrassed in front of everyone.

By then, no matter how high Qingcheng Wei's ranking is in the standings, he will be ridiculed by countless people.

"This Mu Qing really doesn't know how high the sky is." Poison Rose glanced at Mu Qing and then withdrew her gaze.

She could see that Mu Qing was indeed an eighth-level martial master, but he boasted that he wanted to deal with Ding Li with one strike.

Seeing Mu Qing acting so arrogantly, the top ten captains in the standings stopped paying attention.

Compared to Poison Rose and the others, the others were getting more and more excited, and they all wanted to watch Qingcheng Guard Captain Mu Qing get beaten up severely by Ding Li.

"Suffer death!" Ding Li's blood spirit was a snow-white leopard. In an instant, there was a blizzard, and a layer of ice appeared on the entire arena.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Mu Qing's expression did not change, and he allowed the power of frost to erode his body. In less than ten seconds, his body was covered with ice.

"Boy, it seems you are scared too, right? It's better to stand still and be defeated by me!" The snow-white leopard behind Ding Li roared, and a terrifying cold air swept away.

It can be seen that this cold air contains very terrifying power, and the ground has completely turned into ice.

The cold air surged crazily, and then turned into a leopard, roaring, and pounced towards Mu Qing.

At this moment, Mu Qing suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped it towards the void.

Ding Li was stunned. He inexplicably felt a fatal threat like death, but the next moment the whole feeling disappeared completely.

This made him feel very strange, but he didn't particularly care.

In addition, he laughed even more when he saw that Mu Qing didn't use any power and slapped him in the air.

"Please! Even though everyone knows that your Qingcheng Guards are flashy and just like a vase, you are still ranked in the top 10s. It would be nice to at least perform!" Ding Li said earnestly.

He even felt that Mu Qing was a little nervous. He said that one slap could deal with him. It was too exaggerated. This was just a slap in the air!

Everyone around was disappointed. In their hearts, Mu Qing had to at least put up a strong resistance and was eventually killed by Ding Li with a desperate expression, instead of like he was giving up now.

There was more and more frost on Mu Qing's body, and a minute later, he turned directly into an ice sculpture, and his movements still retained the look of slapping the air with his palm just now.

"Tch! It doesn't look good. After all, he is an eighth-level martial master. How can he act like a warrior!" Someone shook his head.

Ding Li also felt bored. When Mu Qing told lies before, he was still thinking about how to get revenge on him!

"Huh?" Suddenly, the uneasy premonition in Ding Li's heart emerged again, and became more and more intense, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

A chill surged up his spine, and at this moment he felt as if he was face to face with death.

boom!

Suddenly, the snow leopard formed by the condensed cold air was shattered by an inexplicable force. Following a huge roar, an invisible force rushed towards Ding Li.

puff.

A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and Ding Li's chest sank directly, turning black. At the same time, a large stream of blood spurted out of his mouth. With a look of disbelief on his face, Ding Li flew backwards out of the ring.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't even know what happened. They only saw Mu Qing being frozen, and then Ding Li was inexplicably defeated.

Especially Ding Li's injury is very serious!

"Click."

Mu Qing, who had turned into an ice sculpture, suddenly shattered at this moment, and Mu Qing walked out of it, his expression unwavering.

"I said one palm, just one palm." Mu Qing's eyes were like lightning, sweeping around.
Chapter completed!