Cultivation starts from crossing three years

but,

He still wants to try it!

More than a month ago, the person in front of him was still a giant mountain that he couldn't hold back.

but now,

He is already qualified to stand in front of Fu Hongtian!

"Please!"

Zhang Qingyuan saluted Fu Hongtian with burning eyes, as if he had seen the target.

Fu Hongtian, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, frowned slightly. He felt the fighting spirit of the other party who had somehow become extremely arrogant. This kind of fighting spirit made him feel a little uncomfortable after a day of fighting.

Moreover, this person seems somewhat familiar?

Fu Hongtian didn't think much about it.

Perhaps if he thinks about it carefully, he will recognize this little character who was defeated in the Tenth Academy's competition more than a month ago.

But he didn't think it was necessary.

No matter why the opponent became so full of fighting spirit, but he is not one of those useless people with little cultivation but no strength. He is just a small character, so there is no need to care.

He clasped his fists slightly towards Zhang Qingyuan as a return of respect.

"start!"

With the voice of the deacon referee falling,

choke!

Zhang Qingyuan on the field took the lead!

In the duel between monks, if an enemy with a high level preemptively strikes, relying on the opponent's superior combat power to overwhelm them with great momentum, it will be difficult for the weaker monk to have a chance to stand up.

So Zhang Qingyuan made the first move!

The sword drawing came out of its sheath with a bang,

For this battle, Zhang Qingyuan has been accumulating momentum and raising his sword since he was under the ring. At this time, the momentum of drawing the sword has reached its peak!

There was only a trembling sound of gold and iron, and the clear sound of swords swept across the sky!

With the sword light blooming,

Fu Hongtian on the opposite side only felt that the sky above the entire arena paled in an instant, as if the might of the heavens and the earth with the wind and rain were rolling in with this chilling and violent intent!

The cold light is hard, reflecting the sky.

In an instant, he cut through tens of feet, and headed towards Fu Hongtian's face!

"Sword intent?!"

Fu Hongtian didn't hide, or he couldn't hide anymore!

Since last night, Zhang Qingyuan has been preparing for today's battle. Even today, when he faced an early-stage cultivator of the Ninth Layer of Lingyuan who might be defeated with less than full strength, he didn't break out with all his strength. Save aggregation.

Everything is for this battle!

That sword that condensed the peak power of Zhang Qingyuan's spirit and spirit,

In contrast, after eight battles, even though Fu Hongtian was still strong, he was exhausted both physically and mentally from the previous fierce battles.

can't escape

But Fu Hongtian wasn't going to hide either!

"Do you think that you are the only one who understands the artistic conception!"

"Just let you experience the power I have comprehended during this time!"

Fu Hongtian sneered, and the long black hair behind him was windless,

The aura of the middle stage of the Ninth Layer of Lingyuan exploded completely, and an aura as deep as an abyss was seen rushing in all directions like a torrent and tsunami!

next moment,

Boom! ! !

Then Fu Hongtian was surrounded by blinding lights that exploded, like irregular electric snakes dancing wildly and bursting.

His beard was furious, making him look like a god who controlled thunder and lightning had come to the world!

A dazzling light burst out that no one in the arena could look directly at!

"Sky Thunder Hand!"

With a single palm strike, the overwhelming aura sent thunder and thunder, as if the aura in the surrounding world was aroused to boil at this moment, becoming more irritable than ever before!

"The artistic conception of thunder? No, I probably haven't fully comprehended it yet! It can only be regarded as grasping the true meaning of the artistic conception of thunder!"

Zhang Qingyuan, who was on the opposite side, felt his heart tighten when he saw this power.

Having comprehended the artistic conception of water, he is very familiar with this kind of power, and he is more able to confirm the opponent's power level!

But even if it's just a ray of the true meaning of thunder, but with the opponent's strength, the increase is obviously even more terrifying!

Thunderbolts gathered together, and turned into a big thunderous hand that was about ten feet long in mid-air, and bombarded in the direction where the sword light came!

Boom! ! !

The power of thunder is boundless and violent!

There was a huge explosion, and the berserk Lingyuan rolled up a violent shock wave visible to the naked eye on the ring. The dazzling light almost blinded everyone in the audience.

Under the terrifying impact, the entire arena seemed to be shaking.

The edges of the surrounding arena lit up with light, and the light curtain rising from the magic circle of the arena fluctuated.

The collision of two tricks,

It was evenly matched!

As the smoke clears,

Tear!

Thunder and lightning tore through the sky, emitting a dazzling light.

The hard arena under Fu Hongtian's feet burst open one after another, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball, turning into a thunder that tore through the air. There was hardly any time interval, and in an instant, the rolling thunder rolled towards Zhang Qingyuan. attack!

Terrifying thunder power, almost carrying the power of heaven like thunder that destroys the world!

Zhang Qingyuan's complexion changed,

Cloud smoke step!

Dacheng's agility and martial arts were displayed, and in line with the artistic conception of water, the agility became more and more ethereal, and quickly retreated like a ghost in smoke and dust.

At the same time, with a sword across the air,

Dacheng's Yunshui thirteen-way sword style unfolds, and the silver blade pulls the surrounding air, turning into mighty rivers and rivers.

when! ! !

Fu Hongtian's figure shot like a thunderbolt, a thunderbolt flashed in mid-air, and it bombarded the blade with violent force, making a piercing sound like gold and iron.

this moment,

The violent thunder power collided with Zhang Qingyuan's perfect sword style and sword intent,

At the same time as the terrifying energy exploded, a billowing heat wave was set off, and the arcs that burst the void scattered and wandered on the ground, like flexible and terrifying electric snakes biting and spreading in all directions.

Terrible!

Chapter 119 Another Defeat

Fu Hongtian is very strong,

The power to control the thunder is like the impact of a Hong Zhong, with a ferocious and unparalleled power!

But Zhang Qingyuan is not weak either. The perfect Yunshui thirteen-way sword style splits the void, arouses powerful spiritual energy to resist and collide with Fu Hongtian's thunderstorm, and produces a violent explosion.

In a short period of time, they were evenly matched!

next moment,

When Yunyanbu was deployed, Zhang Qingyuan's figure flickered like a misty cloud, and his figure seemed to disappear in people's eyes.

Fu Hongtian was not weak at all, electric arcs bloomed under his feet, and his whole body turned into a dazzling thunder light to pursue.

Throughout the arena,

The figures of the two seemed to disappear, and everyone in the audience could only see afterimages flickering and colliding, the arc of fire burst in the void, and sparks were drawn into the torrent, sweeping away in all directions.

Flashing and colliding again and again,

I don't know how many times they fought.

All the audience and spectators in the audience, except for some high-ranking spiritual monks above the ninth level of spirit yuan, couldn't even catch the figures of the two of them. They only saw the sound of thunderbolts in the middle of the ring again and again.

"Hiss! That Zhang Qingyuan was able to fight back and forth with Fu Hongtian?!"

"It's amazing! Such a combat power is absolutely invincible in the eighth level of Lingyuan. If the strength of that Qingyuan realm is higher and breaks through to the ninth level of Lingyuan, he may even have a place among the top ten talents in the outer sect!"

"This is also because Fu Hongtian has fought several times before, and his combat power has dropped a lot!"

"That's right, the thunder is in the palm of your hand, and you can move it freely. I'm afraid Fu Hongtian has already comprehended a trace of the meaning of thunder, so that he can control the violent thunder to the extent that he can use his fingers!"

Everyone in the audience gasped in amazement.

In terms of intensity,

The battle between Zhang Qingyuan and Fu Hongtian was not very eye-catching in the entire semi-finals. In the battle between those monks at the ninth level of Lingyuan, powerful martial arts hit the air with each move, and the light seemed to shake the space for several feet.

But no matter what, they are all monks of the Ninth Layer of Lingyuan!

And Zhang Qingyuan,

It is the eighth level of Lingyuan against the ninth level of Lingyuan, and the fight is still impressive after surpassing the first level.

At least in the initial stage did not fall behind!

but,

Everyone in the audience watched lively, but Zhang Qingyuan's suffering on the stage was only known to him.

Even though the perfect Yunshui Thirteen-way Sword Style was swayed wantonly, and with the protection of Xuanyuan body armor, all kinds of methods were used to the limit.

Under the extremely intense pressure, Yunyanbu's fusion with the artistic conception of water is constantly rising. The proficiency of this martial skill is increasing rapidly during the battle, and it is about to reach the limit of great success and even the perfect state!

But all of these are difficult to make up for the gap in strength!

Under Fu Hongtian's berserk lightning strikes, every strike seemed to be bombarded with a huge thunderbolt.

Not only has an extremely fast speed, but also has an unmatched attack power!

extremely violent attack,

Let Zhang Qingyuan rush left and right, it is extremely difficult to resist!

Difficult, difficult, difficult!

fierce fighting,

Zhang Qingyuan was pressed down step by step, and could only move left and right, and it was difficult to organize an effective counterattack!

"Bastard! If my realm has also reached the ninth level, how come this!"

A feeling of unwillingness,

From the moment Zhang Qingyuan's heart came out spontaneously.

If his cultivation level is higher, he can reach the perfection of the eighth level of spiritual energy.

Do not,

Even if it's only the late stage of the eighth level of Lingyuan, it will definitely not reach such a point, and it is not impossible to turn defeat into victory!

The improvement of the realm of cultivation is not only the increase in the strength of the spirit yuan, but also the quality of the spirit yuan, the degree of widening of the meridians, and the size of the spirit yuan accommodated by the dantian.

Four-dimensional attributes such as body skills, attack, defense, spiritual knowledge, etc., have been fully improved!

Although Zhang Qingyuan comprehended the artistic conception by chance, the power of the artistic conception must also be based on his own basic ability. This kind of power can help Zhang Qingyuan be invincible within the same level, but it cannot help Zhang Qingyuan overcome the huge gap in strength. Unlimited levels of leapfrog challenges!