The people in the audience finally knew why the rest of the martial arts celebrities in Jiang City should be respectful to Ye Qingbi.

Because, Ye Qing has this strength!

Ning Heng was so amazing, he cultivated the internal power of cold ice, surpassed Zhuo Qun in his sword technique, and was the first martial artist among everyone to break through to the realm of internal strength.

However, in front of Ye Qing, all this was useless.

Just two fingers, Ning Heng lost.

At this moment, Ning Heng himself was a little stunned and unbelievable.

The sword technique and internal skills that he has cultivated for more than ten years of meditation are not as good as the fingers of this person in front of him.

What an irony.

The more arrogant people are, the more proud they are.

If Ye Qing was older than him in his teens and twenties, he would not have any obstacles, but Ye Qing was just a teenager in his early twenties, similar to his age.

How could this make Ning Heng accept it!

He was stunned in place, forgetting that he was still in the ring of life and death at this moment.

“Ning Heng is wasted!”

Ming Kun sighed softly.

The rest of the people also sighed softly.

Such a proud person failed miserably to a peer of the same age, not to mention arrogant as Ning Heng, or they were also unacceptable to them.

“It’s too strong!” Qin Wu’s heart was bitter.

He originally wanted to fight Ye Qing to see if he could defeat Ye Qing with the family martial arts.

But now it seems that even if he uses the family martial arts, I am afraid that he is far from being an opponent.

“Boy, you’re still far behind!” Ye Qing said softly.

Ye Qing’s words finally brought Ning Heng back to his senses.

His eyes were full of madness, unable to accept such a fact, and the internal forces in his body were a little riotous.

Ye Qing was stunned, and then looked at him with a strange face.

He really didn’t expect that Ning Heng would go crazy because he couldn’t accept his fiasco.

However, he was closer to Ning Heng, so he knew why Ning Heng went crazy.

His internal strength mental method has great flaws, and although it is extremely powerful when forcibly practiced, it is also a hidden danger, and it is easy to riot with internal force and go crazy.

Previously, his state of mind was peaceful, and Ning Heng could still suppress it.

But after being defeated by Ye Qing, he finally lost his mind, and the internal force in his body could not be suppressed, and he also rushed with him.

However, despite this, the sword qi that he burst out at this moment was powerful and unmatched, which caught people off guard.

The sword qi gushed out from the tip of the sword and attacked towards Ye Qing’s heart.

Ye Qing’s palm made a mistake, and he turned into a defensive move of the eighteen palms of the dragon, and the divine dragon swung its tail.

With one palm to deal with it, the sword qi dissipated, leaving only a frost on Ye Qing’s palm.

But Ning Heng himself was even more seriously injured.

He did not suppress it in time, this internal force exploded into the heavenly spirit, although he did not die, but he was delirious and almost crazy.

Looking at Ning Heng, who was frantically dancing the long sword in front of him, Ye Qing said lightly: “Congratulations on saving your life!” ”

He also disdained to kill a madman and turned back to the ring.

Ming Kun smiled bitterly, Ye Qing disdained to make a move, but the hundred-footed worm was not stiff although dead.

Even Ning Heng, who was crazy and half-wasted, was not an ordinary martial artist who could match.

He was about to strike, but saw a swordsman slowly walking up to the ring.

It is the young generation of the Qin family, which is also Qin Wu.

“An opponent, it’s a pity!” Qin Wu sighed lightly, and the sword qi on his body was blazing.

The Qin family also uses swords, but their sword technique is Confucian swordsmanship, and the use of swords is polite, like a scholar dancing a sword.

This is the Qin family’s sword technique, gentle as water, but hidden in the edge.

“Eight Dances of Ink Marks, Qin Wu is good!” Elder Qiao whispered admiration.

Commenting on everyone’s martial arts was the usual practice in the past, but when they commented, they suddenly thought of Ye Qing, the big man sitting next to him, and suddenly closed his mouth, for fear that he would get an axe in his class or provoke Ye Qing’s displeasure.

“You guys go ahead, I’m not interested in any of this.”

Ye Qing smiled lightly.

Although he practiced the eighteen palms of the Falling Dragon to the peak with the help of the system, he was only very proficient in palm techniques, and he could only say a force technique for the sword technique, and the rest was completely unknown.

Hearing Ye Qing say this, the rest smiled awkwardly and continued to comment.

Qin Wu is very strong, if it weren’t for Ning Heng being defeated by Ye Qing, he might be Ning Heng’s biggest opponent.

But now, this enemy has only a shell.

Starting from Qin Wu, it can be regarded as the real start of the Jiangwu competition.

But this competition seems to have become a farce, which makes people feel bored.

After all, no matter how strong they were, how could they rival Ye Qing?

In addition to the heated discussions and occasional pointers of these other eight referees, Ye Qing and Su An completely lost interest.

Su An felt that she was not Qin Wu and Mingxi’s opponent, and no one was her opponent below, and she felt helpless.

And Ye Qing is here, no one is his opponent.

After a few hours, the final battle was finally over.

This decisive battle was the great battle between Ming Xi and Qin Wu.

But none of the parties found it interesting.

Because the strongest enemy, one Ye Qing, and one Ning Heng could no longer become their enemy.

The duel between the two ended hastily.

Just one move to compete, it ended with Qin Wu jumping off the ring and leaving.

Qin Wu is dashing, their Qin family has never participated in these competitions, Qin Wu will participate, just want to challenge many masters.

But now, Ning Heng, who was worth challenging in his eyes, was wasted, Ye Qing was not an opponent, and there was no meaning to continue here.

“Elder Ming, these things will be left to you to handle, and the rewards will be divided as much as they want!” Seeing the end, Ye Qing got up and prepared to leave.

Ming Kun nodded, not daring to have any dissatisfaction.

Instead, he was a little lucky.

Because Ye Qing is obviously a handshaker, although he is the chief, he is too lazy to care about these broken things.

In this way, this power is in his hands.

However, he didn’t dare to fight Ye Qing’s idea, the interests of Ye Qing and the Su family were not badly distributed, and even higher than the original.

As for the other families, he was not so polite.

Especially the Liu family, because they offended Ye Qing, they were extremely miserable, although Liu Cong was still in the position of referee, but the resources allocated by the family were not much.


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