As soon as the divider disappeared, Xin Ji moved immediately and walked towards Qiao Jing at a steady speed, as if he wanted to take the lead in attacking.

Qiao Jing raised her eyebrows and felt that Xin Ji's choice was a bit abnormal.

Qiao Jing is a light-speed warrior. Her proficient Fantasy Cloud Palm and the Eight Steps of Wind Chasing Eight Steps are both agile and fast styles, and her Force Cultivation is a little higher, and her overall strength exceeds more than 99% of the players. She often defeats her opponents in one encounter. After a few consecutive games at the start of the game, her reputation spread quickly and her strength is known. The opponents she met later dare not act rashly, and they all adopted a defensive strategy of responding to changes in unchanging ways. When her strength is not as strong as her, this is the safest method.

But as soon as the game started, Xin Ji went the other way, as if he had never thought about defending passively.

"It's interesting, I really don't know if he is confident or arrogant!"

Qiao Jing chuckled, stepped on the ground with force with her feet, and increased her speed with a stroking wind to chase the cicada. She flashed in front of Xin Ji almost in the blink of an eye. Her palms were slapped out, and her arms kept shaking, forming a cloud-like palm shadow, covering Xin Ji.

This is her unique skill, the Illusion Cloud Palm. The biggest feature of this set of palm techniques is that it is flexible and changeable, and the combination of virtual and real. When it comes to attack, it produces many cloud-like phantoms, and the attack range is far beyond ordinary martial arts. These phantoms are true and false, both false and real, and can be changed at will. It is extremely difficult to distinguish between virtual and real. It is used to confuse the opponent. The opponent often gets hit by a mistake in judgment.

The Huanyun Palm is flexible and changeable, and the eight steps of chasing the wind are fast and sensitive. The combination of palm techniques and foot techniques complement each other.

Qiao Jing herself is a light-speed warrior known for her speed. The three complement each other and exert much more than simply adding power. With this reliance, she is invincible in martial arts competitions. She has not yet encountered an opponent who can support her for one minute under her palm.

Even so, Qiao Jing still dared not be careless. She has always acted steadily, and this move has put all her strength into her.

A palm shadow brought a strong palm wind, as if seven or eight palms were hit together. Before the palm wind hit, Xin Ji's hair danced and his skin hurt.

But Xin Ji's reaction was completely beyond Qiao Jing's expectations. There was no panic on his face, as if he had not seen her palm shadow at all. He swept out a simple horizontal fist, and a magical scene appeared. The palm shadows in the sky came to an abrupt end. Qiao Jing suddenly found that her palm shadow was broken halfway through!

Qiao Jing was shocked. Before she could figure out what was going on, she noticed abnormal wind pressure under the abdomen. She reacted very quickly, cut her left palm down and dodged at the same time.

With a dull sound, Xin Ji's knees pressed into the air, and the fierce force burst out of the air and spread outside the ring.

"It's so dangerous!"

Qiao Jing was in a cold sweat. If she hadn't had her rich fighting experience and could have stopped this knee-lifting impact in time, she would have been lying on the ground now.

Xin Ji praised secretly, saying that he was worthy of being a light-speed warrior. Although he did not use all his strength in this move, Qiao Jing was already very powerful to dodge so sensitively.

Qiao Jing didn't know what Xin Ji was thinking, thinking that the palm shadow was broken just a surprise. She stepped on the wind chasing pace and took a faster speed to take a few steps back, then suddenly clapped her palms and attacked her again. The large palm shadow brought up a phantom, like a wall of uncertainty and real pressure pressing towards Xin Ji.

Xin Ji was not afraid at all, and turned a blind eye to the terrifying palm shadow. He stepped forward and seemed to randomly punched in one direction.

A snap!

Just like a thousand times of practice, Xin Ji's fist hit Qiao Jing's palm just right, as if it hit the vital point, and the phantom disappeared in an instant.

Qiao Jing looked surprised and didn't understand what was going on.

Xin Ji was prepared for a long time. He didn't pause at all. He half turned around and raised his leg and swept the opponent's waist with a whip leg. Qiao Jing finally avoided it. He had no choice but to block it with his arm, and then used the force to move and retreat a few meters away, which was quite embarrassed. She gritted her teeth and shook her arm. Xin Ji's whip leg was not light, and half of her forearm was numb.

The pain was just a trivial matter, and it was okay to fight. Qiao Jing had a headache that Xin Ji actually broke her phantom cloud palm twice in a row. She was surprised and stared at Xin Ji tightly, feeling puzzled.

"How did you do it?" Qiao Jing couldn't help but ask.

Of course, Xin Ji would not answer her, and walked straight towards her like the opening.

Qiao Jing felt very difficult. She didn't want to fall into a disadvantage. She had to take the initiative on the field into her hands. She stomped her feet and spread her steps to pounce on Xin Ji again, and a shadow of her palm still attacked her.

The result this time was no different from the previous two times. Xin Ji broke through the phantom with a simple punch, and then counterattacked with one move, and Qiao Jing had to retreat.

She did not give up, and fully utilized the rapid flash of the eight-step chasing wind, wandering around Xin Ji continuously, continuously launching attacks with the Illusion Cloud Palm, and one palm after another pressing towards Xin Ji. But no matter which direction she attacked, no matter how tricky the angle was, or using other moves of the Illusion Cloud Palm, Xin Ji was like seeing through her completely, and could always break the Illusion one step ahead of time, making her return without success, and then take the opportunity to counterattack.

Although Qiao Jing's power is stronger than Xin Ji, her palm technique is always broken until halfway, and her strength cannot be exerted even 30%.

If it weren't for her speed that was faster than Xin Ji, she would have always been able to escape in time after the phantom was broken, and I'm afraid the winner would have been decided long ago!

The scene on the ring was stalemate for a while.

At this time, both the other players watching the game on the field and the audience watching at home were in an uproar and stunned. Like Qiao Jing herself, they did not understand what was going on.

Qiao Jing was favored by almost everyone, but she had no choice but to deal with Xin Ji.

In a luxurious private room high in the audience seat of the stadium, Bingyuan Martial Saint Fang Linchan was standing tall and looking at the two fighting on the ring. Her eyes mainly fell on Xin Ji, and her strange pupils, which looked astonished as hexagonal snowflakes.

Accompanying her were several famous masters of Europa. They were all members of the referee team, all of whom were strong men at the level of generals, and some important figures of the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce. These people have the influence of calling the wind and rain in the Jupiter system, but the powerful ones in front of the Martial Saint, they all maintained a humble attitude.

"This kid is a bit weird. He can easily see through the virtual moves of the Illusion Cloud Palm. His eyesight is too vicious." A middle-aged male general looked at the ring with incredible faces. He had never seen such a situation before as a general. It was too strange.

"It is useless to see through the virtual move. His Force cultivation is too weak, his speed is slow, and his power is low. It is in vain to not be able to hit Qiao Jing." Another general commented.

“This is not necessarily.”

Fang Linchan, the martial saint of Bingyuan, suddenly spoke, and everyone in the box was attracted by the eyes.

Since the start of the competition, this martial saint has rarely had leisure time. She has watched more than a dozen games, but she has not said anything related to the game. At this time, she actually spoke. Everyone wants to know what she thinks.

"This young man has a very keen sense of fighting. Qiao Jing's strength is already the top among amateur players. Unfortunately, she met the nemesis and she was sure to lose in this game." Bingyuan Martial Saint said confidently.

"Senior Fang, what is fighting smell?" asked a vice president of the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce. He is an ordinary person. Although he has a net worth of billions, he does not know much about cultivation.

Fang Linchan glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.

A general next to him took the conversation in time and explained: "President Ke didn't know that the combat power of our Force samurai is mainly affected by two major factors, one is the Force cultivation and the other is the Martial Arts realm. Force cultivation is practice, and the Martial Arts realm is fighting. Some warriors can practice but not fight, and some warriors can fight but not practice, so it is difficult to get both."

"The most powerful warriors are both good at practicing and fighting. They have both strong cultivation talents and extremely high martial arts talents. This combat sense of smell is part of the martial arts talent."

"On ordinary people do not have a sense of combat smell, or the sense of combat smell is mediocre. Only by constantly accumulating combat experience through a lot of personal combat and continuous accumulation of combat experience can they have abilities similar to combat smell. Some warriors are very good at practicing martial arts, their realm grows rapidly, and they are proficient in many martial arts, but when they are in actual combat, they are difficult to fully exert their strength due to insufficient experience or psychological factors."

"But people with a sense of fighting are different. They are born with practical experts. They seem to have been through many battles and are completely unaffected by psychological factors. Even if they rarely fight with others, once they come on the court, no matter what their opponents do, they can naturally make the most direct and effective response."

The vice president named Ke was dumbfounded and said in surprise: "Is this Xin Ji a person with a sense of fighting?"

"Not bad." Fang Linchan nodded and exclaimed: "And his sense of combat is very keen, and he is the only one I have seen in my life."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

As a martial saint, Fang Linchan is so powerful that ordinary people can hardly imagine, but even she said she had never seen someone with such a keen sense of combat smell. How terrible is Xin Ji's sense of combat smell!

The generals who explained the sense of fighting just now found it incredible. His name is Brewster, and he is one of the main players of the Icemans in the Europa Super Star Wars League. Just after the end of this season, the Icemans missed the playoffs. He got free and was invited by the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce to be the referee in the Sui Xing Cup.

Brewster thought for a while and shook his head and said, "No matter how sharp the combat sense of smell is, the Force's cultivation level cannot keep up, and the overall strength is also very limited. I have checked Xin Ji's information before. He is twenty-five years old and only sensed vacuum energy a few months ago. His cultivation talent is probably very average, but his martial arts realm is good, and he is the kind of person who can fight but not practice. In the warrior stage, he can fight and practice more, but after he reaches the general, he can practice more and more. I don't think about his prospects."

"It's true. If this kid could fight and practice, he would have been discovered long ago. Otherwise, how could he come to participate in an amateur competition?" Most people agreed with Brewster's point of view.

Fang Linchan didn't say anything, and she didn't express her opinion on her face. In fact, she thought so in her heart.

She herself is a type of person who can practice and not fight. She has excellent cultivation talent and becomes a martial saint before she is 200 years old. Unfortunately, her martial arts talent is only middle-aged and superior. She is already very outstanding for ordinary warriors, but compared to a truly top genius, she is flawed, so she has never entered the Federal Superman list.

However, Fang Linchan also knew that with the strength shown by Xin Ji, it was his that the champion of this martial arts competition should be his.

At this moment, the situation on the ring changed.
Chapter completed!