"No matter how tough you are, you can never be tougher than my sword!"

Hu Banqing roared: "Prepare to die! Five Tigers Breaking Gate Sword!"

He roared, and a roar like a tiger came out of his mouth. The long sword in his hand was brandished with great force. It was obvious that he had mastered three points of the Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword.

Gu Qingfeng looked at Hu Banqing, who was like a trapped beast, and shook his head: "You are overestimating your own abilities."

After saying that, he stretched out his fair palm and actually intended to catch the Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword with his hand!

In fact, it was mainly because Gu Qingfeng was afraid that his clothes would be scratched that he used his hands to catch it.

The white and slender palm met the domineering and swift knife.

Sizzle...

A teeth-grinding sound of metal clashing rang out from Gu Qingfeng's palms!

Hu Banqing's long sword was actually struck by Gu Qingfeng's palm, producing a series of sparks!

Then, Gu Qingfeng exerted force with one hand and gently bent it.

clang!

Hu Banqing's long sword broke with a sound.

Hu Banqing stared blankly at the long sword in his hand that was broken into two pieces. He was so shocked that he forgot the pain in his right hand.

Not only Hu Banqing was shocked, but the audience in the audience was also shocked. Everyone opened their mouths wide and stared at Gu Qingfeng who was standing proudly on the stage.

For a moment, the square with hundreds of people was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

"Have you realized the gap?" Gu Qingfeng's calm voice resounded throughout the venue.

Hu Banqing stared at Gu Qingfeng blankly, opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but his mind was blank at this moment and he said nothing.

"I didn't want to use my true strength because I was afraid of undermining your confidence. But now, you've been defeated by a martial artist at the third level of Qi Condensation, and with his bare hands. What excuses can you find to comfort yourself?

Hey, now, do you want to go down by yourself, or should I help you?"

Hu Banqing's expression changed again and again, becoming more and more ferocious.

"I didn't lose! You're just physically tough. If you want to beat me, you still need to..."

Hu Banqing's words came to an abrupt halt.

Because Gu Qingfeng flashed in front of him and grabbed his face with a big hand.

Through his fingers, Hu Banqing looked into Gu Qingfeng's calm eyes and felt a sudden palpitation for no reason.

He seemed to want to say something, but the next second, Gu Qingfeng's palm exerted force in vain.

Hu Banqing's body lost balance in an instant!

Bang!

He was pushed to the ground harshly by Gu Qingfeng.

"Are you giving up?"

"No......"

boom!

Gu Qingfeng exerted force again, and Hu Banqing's head hit the ground hard. His face was distorted and a shallow pit was pressed into the ground!

"Are you giving up?"

Hu Banqing was already somewhat conscious at this time, with blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth. Listening to Gu Qingfeng's emotionless words, he was completely frightened.

“Recognize…recognize…”

Before he could finish his words, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Gu Qingfeng loosened his hand and slowly stood up. The whole place fell silent.

He turned his head to look at the shocked deacon and said calmly, "Sir Deacon, please announce the result."

The deacon finally reacted and rushed to the stage to check Hu Banqing's injuries. He was relieved to find that he was just unconscious.

"The winner is...Gu Qingfeng."

There were no cheers, no applause, only pairs of awed and complex eyes.

This time, no one dared to say that Gu Qingfeng won unfairly.

Even after seeing Hu Banqing's miserable condition and Gu Qingfeng's cruelty, they still had an absurd idea.

Or...let him use the spiritual weapon?

Gu Qingfeng slowly walked down the stage. Wherever he passed, the audience made way for him and even consciously made way for him to pass through.

The way they looked at Gu Qingfeng was as if they were looking at a ferocious beast in human form!

After Gu Qingfeng walked away completely, the crowd began to discuss in low voices.

“Too… too strong!”

"Is he really at the third level of Qi Condensation?"

"I scolded him a lot just now, he won't hold a grudge, right?"

Only He Fenghua looked at Gu Qingfeng's departing figure with a gloomy face, as if thinking about something.

The situation calmed down for a while before the deacon began to preside over the next game.

The two people fighting this time, one is Bai Ma Ming who is as famous as Hu Banqing, and the other is a less famous warrior of the ninth level of Qi Gathering.

The fight between the two was quite exciting, but the crowd showed little interest, with some even discussing the previous match.

In the end, the result of the competition was as expected, Bai Ma Ming won.

In fact, as everyone expected, among all the contestants, the ones with the greatest hope of winning first place were Hu Banqing and Bai Ma Ming.

Both of them have basically stepped one foot into the Inner Energy Realm. Even in terms of strength alone, these two are not weaker than the newly promoted Inner Energy Realm masters.

However, who would have thought that this freak Gu Qingfeng would appear halfway.

Although Bai Ma Ming won the competition, he was not happy at all because he watched Gu Qingfeng's competition.

There was deep despair in his heart. He looked at the Baima Bright Silver Spear in his hand and couldn't help but wonder, could his spear pierce even a layer of Gu Qingfeng's skin?

......

night.

He Fenghua found Bai Ma Ming.

"Baimaming, are you confident that you can defeat Gu Qingfeng in tomorrow's duel?"

Bai Ma Ming shook his head, obviously a little dejected.

For a gun user, the most important thing is spirit. The key is to charge forward without hesitation or cowardice.

But now, Bai Ma Ming had lost his fighting spirit. He knew that there was no way he could break through Gu Qingfeng's iron armor.

The Iron Shirt at the Great Perfection stage is already able to withstand ordinary Internal Energy Realm warriors. Although Bai Ma Ming is only half a step into Internal Energy, he is still half a step away.

He Fenghua suddenly took out a spear and handed it to Bai Ma Ming.

"And what about adding it?"

Bai Ma Ming took the spear, took a closer look, and was immediately shocked!

"This...is this a spiritual weapon!?"

He Fenghua stroked his beard and smiled, "Yes, this spear is called [Chao Feng], and it is a yellow-level low-grade spiritual weapon that I obtained by chance in my early years. I have never used it in front of anyone."

"What does Lord He mean?"

“Haha, Gu Qingfeng is a perverse and violent person. If he becomes a Yellow-rank Demon Slayer and has an official position, it will definitely not be a good thing for the people, so I have come here specially to lend you a helping hand.

He was very confident in his defense, but how could a mere iron vest withstand the power of spiritual weapons?

Tomorrow you only need to use this gun to fight, and Gu Qingfeng will certainly rely on his body to block the attack like he did today. By then, you will be able to defeat the enemy by surprise with one move!"

Bai Ma Ming was excited when he heard this. He had been in despair, but unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the better. Not only could he become a Yellow Rank Demon Slayer, he could even be appreciated by Lord He!

But he changed his mind and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Sir, isn't it forbidden to use spiritual weapons in this competition? Then isn't this a blatant violation of the rules?"

He Fenghua shook his head: "Who said that the use of spiritual weapons is prohibited in this competition? It's only Gu Qingfeng who is prohibited from using spiritual weapons. Besides, Gu Qingfeng himself promised that he would not use spiritual weapons. What does it have to do with you, Bai Ma Ming?"

Bai Ma Ming was stunned. His face turned pale and blue, and it was obvious that he was having a fierce psychological struggle.

He understood what He Fenghua meant. He just wanted him to cheat. After all, he was the referee. As long as he agreed, the competition could go on smoothly. He would just have to bear a lot of infamy.

So he was struggling, should he pursue fame or the position of Yellow Rank Demon Slayer?

After a moment, Bai Ma Ming's eyes became fierce.

How much is reputation worth?