In fact, if you think about it a little, you can understand why the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire suddenly proposed martial arts competition.
To put it bluntly, it is a discussion in name, but in reality, it is a show of force. It is to let everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect know that there is no way out if they refuse, and only complying with the requirements of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire is the right thing to do.
Otherwise, I am afraid that everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect still has a trace of luck in their hearts, thinking that with the strength of the entire sect, they may be able to fight against these descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire.
And this martial arts competition is to completely break the illusions of everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect and let everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect know that there is only one way, and that is to surrender.
"Okay, any of your younger generations who want to try it out first can start now."
Qing Ji, who had been silent all the time, came forward at this time, with a hint of contempt on his lips, and stood in the middle of the field.
The top young people of the Danxin Holy Sect were all in the meeting hall at this time. Seeing the other party's attitude, these young people all glared angrily.
The young man was so energetic that he could not tolerate someone looking down on him so much. A figure jumped out from the disciple area and shouted: "I, Huang Liang, am here to meet you!"
This Huang Liang was the one who competed with Qiu Yufei for the Golden Crow Spirit Grass at the Jinghu Festival. In terms of martial arts strength, he ranked in the middle among the martial arts disciples in Tianzi District.
Among the eight martial arts disciples in Tianzi District at this moment, Qiu Yufei was in an accident, Qi Yongfeng was poisoned by the living corpse, Song Yunhui ranked lower in strength, and the other two were martial arts disciples who had just entered Tianzi District this year. Naturally, they were not as strong as the veteran disciples.
So strong.
As for Li Dong, although he really wanted to fight, he also knew that as the first person, he could not fight as soon as he came up.
Therefore, Huang Liang is the best candidate to fight.
When the senior officials of the Danxin Holy Sect saw Huang Liang participating in the battle, they all nodded in approval. Although the younger generation of the Danxin Holy Sect may not be as strong as the other party in terms of strength, their bloody spirit cannot be lost.
According to the rules Bai Lu just mentioned, if a disciple of the Danxin Holy Sect can survive three moves under Qing Ji's hand, he will be considered a winner.
"A guy like you is embarrassing yourself?"
When Qingji saw Huang Liang coming up, he sneered disdainfully, "Get out of here!"
As he spoke, he punched Huang Liang with a loud punch. The punch was so powerful that it caused wind and thunder in the sky and earth to roar in the space.
Huangliang, the fifth level of Xunyou Realm, could not withstand this overwhelming momentum.
Suddenly, Huang Liang felt that everything in front of him was densely packed with fist shadows, and all the space was blocked by the fist shadows in an instant.
"not good!"
"Huang Liang, retreat quickly!"
From the Danxin Holy Sect, there were shouts of exclamation one after another.
Bai Lu, on the other hand, stood aside calmly with a calm expression, as if the outcome of this round had no suspense in her eyes.
"Block it!"
At the critical moment, Huang Liang gritted his teeth, held the magic weapon with a long sword in his hand, poured all his true energy into the magic weapon with all his strength, and finally blocked the blow, but the magic weapon was also broken into two pieces.
As for Huang Liang himself, he took a dozen steps back in a row, his face turned green and white, and his energy and blood boiled.
"snort!"
Qing Ji didn't expect that this disciple of the Danxin Holy Sect at the fifth level of Xunyou Realm would be so powerful. With this move of his,
Normally, even the sixth or seventh level of Xunyou Realm might not be able to bear it, but this fifth level of Xunyou Realm, he used all his strength to carry it down.
However, although he blocked this move, Huang Liang's body also paid a heavy price. At this moment, he could hardly muster any strength.
"Boy, you're lucky. But the next move will kill you!"
There was a hint of ruthlessness in Qing Ji's eyes. Apparently Huang Liang blocked his move, which made him feel that his face was damaged, and he became murderous on the spot.
"Admit defeat in this round!"
At this moment, Sect Leader Yu suddenly stood up, swept Huang Liang behind with a sweep of his sleeve, and separated himself from Qing Ji.
Obviously, Sect Leader Yu also knew that if Qing Ji made another move, Huang Liang would definitely die.
In essence, this battle was too far apart in strength between the two sides to warrant a fight.
Before, everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect had no clear idea of ​​the strength of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire. At most, they only knew that Huo Jingwei was one of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire. But in fact, Huo Jingwei was just an alchemy practitioner, and his martial arts strength was
It simply cannot represent the level of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire.
But now, seeing Qing Ji's strength, the hearts of everyone in the De Danxin Holy Sect suddenly became heavy.
Qing Ji smiled contemptuously: "I only give you three rounds of opportunities. Now, one round has passed and there are two rounds left."
"If any of you can win one of the rounds, I will give you a chance to negotiate terms. If you can't win even one round, then you are a waste. The waste must obey obediently. Otherwise, the empire has many means to deal with you."
Qingji had a sense of domineering in his words.
This kind of domineering is not expressed in the form of harsh words, but a natural temperament, as if he is born with such domineering capital, which makes people feel frightened.
In the next two games, you only need to win any of them to have the capital to negotiate terms. Although everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect is unwilling to be led by the nose, they have to admit that if there is a chance to negotiate terms, they will always
It's better than nothing. They can make conditions and save as many people in Central Continent as possible.
However, if Qing Ji still fails to get through three moves in these two games, there will be no chance to negotiate terms.
It has to be said that the terms of discussion proposed by the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire are indeed tempting. If possible, everyone would want to fight without bloodshed, rather than risking the lives of the entire clan to confront the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire.
Of the three rounds, just win one. Moreover, the only condition for winning is to make three moves under the opponent's hand.
It sounds like the conditions are generous enough.
However, only the people of the Danxin Holy Sect know that it is not easy to do this.
Sect Master Yu glanced at the young disciples present one by one. He saw the different expressions in the disciples' eyes. Some were eager to challenge, while others were slightly dodging. Apparently they had just witnessed Qing Ji's strength and did not dare to do so.
Then he said casually that he would accept the challenge.
Sect Master Yu shook his head at the disciples one by one, telling them to calm down first and not to rush for a fight, let alone attack hastily.
These disciples are the best of the younger generation of the Danxin Holy Sect, so Sect Master Yu naturally does not want anything to happen to them.
"Oh, are all the disciples in your sect just shy?"
Qing Ji let out a mocking sound in his mouth, and there was also a hint of sarcasm in his eyes that could not be concealed. In fact, if you think about it for a moment, you can understand why the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire suddenly proposed a martial arts competition.
To put it bluntly, it is a discussion in name, but in reality, it is a show of force. It is to let everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect know that there is no way out if they refuse, and only complying with the requirements of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire is the right thing to do.
Otherwise, I am afraid that everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect still has a trace of luck in their hearts, thinking that with the strength of the entire sect, they may be able to fight against these descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire.
And this martial arts competition is to completely break the illusions of everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect and let everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect know that there is only one way, and that is to surrender.
"Okay, any of your younger generations who want to try it out first can start now."
Qing Ji, who had been silent all the time, came forward at this time, with a hint of contempt on his lips, and stood in the middle of the field.
The top young people of the Danxin Holy Sect were all in the meeting hall at this time. Seeing the other party's attitude, these young people all glared angrily.
The young man was so energetic that he could not tolerate someone looking down on him so much. A figure jumped out from the disciple area and shouted: "I, Huang Liang, am here to meet you!"
This Huang Liang was the one who competed with Qiu Yufei for the Golden Crow Spirit Grass at the Jinghu Festival. In terms of martial arts strength, he ranked in the middle among the martial arts disciples in Tianzi District.
Among the eight martial arts disciples in Tianzi District at this moment, Qiu Yufei was in an accident, Qi Yongfeng was poisoned by the living corpse, Song Yunhui ranked lower in strength, and the other two were martial arts disciples who had just entered Tianzi District this year. Naturally, they were not as strong as the veteran disciples.
So strong.
As for Li Dong, although he really wanted to fight, he also knew that as the first person, he could not fight as soon as he came up.
Therefore, Huang Liang is the best candidate to fight.
When the senior officials of the Danxin Holy Sect saw Huang Liang participating in the battle, they all nodded in approval. Although the younger generation of the Danxin Holy Sect may not be as strong as the other party in terms of strength, their bloody spirit cannot be lost.
According to the rules Bai Lu just mentioned, if a disciple of the Danxin Holy Sect can survive three moves under Qing Ji's hand, he will be considered a winner.
"A guy like you is embarrassing yourself?"
When Qingji saw Huang Liang coming up, he sneered disdainfully, "Get out of here!"
As he spoke, he punched Huang Liang with a loud punch. The punch was so powerful that it caused wind and thunder in the sky and earth to roar in the space.
Huangliang, the fifth level of Xunyou Realm, could not withstand this overwhelming momentum.
Suddenly, Huang Liang felt that everything in front of him was densely packed with fist shadows, and all the space was blocked by the fist shadows in an instant.
"not good!"
"Huang Liang, retreat quickly!"
From the Danxin Holy Sect, there were shouts of exclamation one after another.
Bai Lu, on the other hand, stood aside calmly with a calm expression, as if the outcome of this round had no suspense in her eyes.
"Block it!"
At the critical moment, Huang Liang gritted his teeth, held the magic weapon with a long sword in his hand, poured all his true energy into the magic weapon with all his strength, and finally blocked the blow, but the magic weapon was also broken into two pieces.
As for Huang Liang himself, he took a dozen steps back in a row, his face turned green and white, and his energy and blood boiled.
"snort!"
Qing Ji didn't expect that this disciple of the Danxin Holy Sect at the fifth level of Xunyou Realm would be so powerful. With this move of his,
Normally, even the sixth or seventh level of Xunyou Realm might not be able to bear it, but this fifth level of Xunyou Realm, he used all his strength to carry it down.
However, although he blocked this move, Huang Liang's body also paid a heavy price. At this moment, he could hardly muster any strength.
"Boy, you're lucky. But the next move will kill you!"
There was a hint of ruthlessness in Qing Ji's eyes. Apparently Huang Liang blocked his move, which made him feel that his face was damaged, and he became murderous on the spot.
"Admit defeat in this round!"
At this moment, Sect Leader Yu suddenly stood up, swept Huang Liang behind with a sweep of his sleeve, and separated himself from Qing Ji.
Obviously, Sect Leader Yu also knew that if Qing Ji made another move, Huang Liang would definitely die.
In essence, this battle was too far apart in strength between the two sides to warrant a fight.
Before, everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect had no clear idea of ​​the strength of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire. At most, they only knew that Huo Jingwei was one of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire. But in fact, Huo Jingwei was just an alchemy practitioner, and his martial arts strength was
It simply cannot represent the level of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire.
But now, seeing Qing Ji's strength, the hearts of everyone in the De Danxin Holy Sect suddenly became heavy.
Qing Ji smiled contemptuously: "I only give you three rounds of opportunities. Now, one round has passed and there are two rounds left."
"If any of you can win one of the rounds, I will give you a chance to negotiate terms. If you can't win even one round, then you are a waste. The waste must obey obediently. Otherwise, the empire has many means to deal with you."
Qingji had a sense of domineering in his words.
This kind of domineering is not expressed in the form of harsh words, but a natural temperament, as if he is born with such domineering capital, which makes people feel frightened.
In the next two games, you only need to win any of them to have the capital to negotiate terms. Although everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect is unwilling to be led by the nose, they have to admit that if there is a chance to negotiate terms, they will always
It's better than nothing. They can make conditions and save as many people in Central Continent as possible.
However, if Qing Ji still fails to get through three moves in these two games, there will be no chance to negotiate terms.
It has to be said that the terms of discussion proposed by the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire are indeed tempting. If possible, everyone would want to fight without bloodshed, rather than risking the lives of the entire clan to confront the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire.
Of the three rounds, just win one. Moreover, the only condition for winning is to make three moves under the opponent's hand.
It sounds like the conditions are generous enough.
However, only the people of the Danxin Holy Sect know that it is not easy to do this.
Sect Master Yu glanced at the young disciples present one by one. He saw the different expressions in the disciples' eyes. Some were eager to challenge, while others were slightly dodging. Apparently they had just witnessed Qing Ji's strength and did not dare to do so.
Then he said casually that he would accept the challenge.
Sect Master Yu shook his head at the disciples one by one, telling them to calm down first and not to rush for a fight, let alone attack hastily.
These disciples are the best of the younger generation of the Danxin Holy Sect, so Sect Master Yu naturally does not want anything to happen to them.
"Oh, are all the disciples in your sect just shy?"
Chapter completed!