Why is he here?
"This guy's a martial arts fanatic, this is going to be good!"
When some trainees saw this person arrive, they all made way for him, fearing that he would target them.
Qin Xin looked at the bald boy walking towards him and felt that he was very ordinary and did not have a strong aura of true qi.
The boy wore a string of Buddhist prayer beads around his neck and was dressed in a monk's robe, but the cuffs were embroidered with yin-yang symbols, which looked rather incongruous.
"Qin Xin, this man's challenge must not be accepted!"
Just as Qin Xin was sizing up the young man in front of him, Jin Yuanbao and the others on the arena quickly signaled to Qin Xin to send a message.
"Oh, why?" Qin Xin asked, puzzled, because the person in front of him didn't seem very strong.
"This person is named Sanjie, the closed-door disciple of the Dean of the Earth Martial Academy, and ranked tenth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, but that ranking is from three years ago."
Jin Yuanbao's somewhat anxious voice rang out, "This guy has been missing for three years. Logically speaking, he should be able to enter the inner courtyard by now."
"Are you the Three Precepts?"
Qin Xin looked calmly at the bald boy in front of him and said, without heeding Jin Yuanbao's advice.
"I didn't expect that after three years of leaving the outer academy to cultivate, my reputation would still be intact."
The bald boy named Sanjie had already stepped into the arena, patted his smooth head, and said with a smile.
"Since it's a challenge, I'll naturally accept it."
Qin Xin's sudden remark immediately darkened the faces of the members of Class 17. Even some students watching the excitement around the arena were surprised, as they had not expected Qin Xin to accept the challenge so readily.
"Oh? Since you know me, why did you accept the challenge?" Sanjie looked surprised and smiled as he looked at Qin Xin.
"The path of martial arts should be one of overcoming obstacles and hardships, so why be timid and hesitant?" Qin Xin said calmly, looking at Sanjie.
"It seems that what you said is somewhat different from what those guys from the Sword Gang said. However, as a senior student myself, I don't want to see a freshman achieve a ten-game winning streak, so I'm sorry."
Sanjie pinched his nose and said with a hint of apology.
"Senior Sanjie, go all out!" Qin Xin didn't say much, but his fighting spirit surged up instantly.
"Alright, junior Qin, be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, four true acupoints quietly flowed from Sanjie's body, and the massive true energy rapidly transformed into a stone Buddha that appeared behind him.
"Six-Star Martial Spirit, Indra Statue!"
I sensed the true energy fluctuations emanating from the stone statue behind Sanjie. Although it was restrained, it contained powerful energy.
"A beginner-level Xuan-rank martial art, Arhat Fist! Saving People!"
A Buddhist chant rang out, and under the protection of the stone Buddha, the true qi robe around Sanjie's body was wrapped like a cassock. Every punch he threw seemed very free and easy, but the ripples of true qi that he stirred up made Qin Xin dare not underestimate him.
In an instant, Sanjie, unleashing his martial arts skills, sent his fists surging toward Qin Xin like a tidal wave.
"Crimson Flame Blade!"
Qin Xin, wielding the black staff, continuously deflected the overwhelming attacks of the Three Precepts, and condensed several pale yellow fire blades which he then threw out.
"Release your power!"
With his hands clasped together and a smile on his lips, Sanjie opened his hands, and the Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish that emerged from his sleeves began to circulate and attach itself to Wu Ling's back.
The moment the several fire blades entered Sanjie's body, he touched them directly with his hands, and with a gentle swing, the fire blades split apart without even having a chance to explode.
"Nine Nirvanas of the Heavenly Phoenix!"
With a light shout, Qin Xin activated the Heavenly Phoenix Martial Spirit Pattern, instantly boosting his aura to a level comparable to that of the Three Rings.
"Interesting, Junior Qin, take this punch!"
Sensing the surge in Qin Xin's aura, the three guards were overjoyed. They had been holding back in their attacks, but now they unleashed their full power.
Sanjie's steps formed a circle, and his true energy burst forth. Behind him, Buddha also transformed his single palm into a fist and struck directly at Qin Xin.
"Wildfire Hundred Slashes!"
Qin Xin immediately unleashed his strongest martial art.
The massive, pale yellow fire blade solidified and slashed directly at the stone Buddha.
"Boom! Rumble!"
An earth-shattering explosion, like a thunderclap, resounded from the spacious arena amidst countless horrified gazes!
The enormous, pale yellow fire blade, carrying intense heat like a blade of destruction, exploded the instant it made contact with the stone Buddha's powerful punch. The shockwave from the explosion of true energy swept outwards from the arena in all directions! This shockwave engulfed the entire arena, and within a very short time, a crack the size of an arm appeared on the seemingly extremely sturdy arena.
The students who had been knocked down quickly got up and looked towards the arena.
All eyes were on the handsome young man in the blue academy robe whose chest heaved.
"This guy has a lot of trump cards up his sleeve! No wonder he dared to accept the Three Precepts' challenge."
Qin Xin's attack made Jin Yuanbao extremely happy.
The other five students in Class 17 nodded in agreement, all agreeing with what Jin Yuanbao said.
The others below the arena were all astonished by Qin Xin's terrifying attack. Although they had seen Qin Xin use this pale yellow giant blade technique before, the explosive power of this thunderclap was truly shocking.
"Junior Qin is very strong, but that's all for now."
At this moment, the true energy robe on Sanjie's body dimmed considerably, and his eyes revealed determination. His clear voice echoed throughout the entire arena.
"Buddha is angry!"
Sanjie clasped his hands together, his monk's robes fluttering under the fluctuations of true energy, and blood energy constantly rose from his bald head.
Suddenly, the Buddha statue behind Sanjie opened its eyes, and a chilling aura swept over Qin Xin. Qin Xin felt a coldness seep into his skin, as if he was completely locked onto by the Buddha statue.
A sudden sense of oppression completely enveloped Qin Xin. Even some students around the arena felt it was hard to breathe and quickly moved away from the area. However, under this pressure, a burning fighting spirit surged in Qin Xin's heart like boiling water. He slammed the black stick in his hand down and laughed heartily, "Senior Sanjie, bring it on!"
Qin Xin's laughter was more like a release from the bottom of his heart. He gripped the black stick tightly again, and suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire arena became extremely violent. When this phenomenon occurred, some elders in the outer courtyard all turned their gazes toward the arena, and their faces all revealed shock!
Inside the arena, as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to surge violently, cyan and red energy suddenly seeped out from the void and finally wrapped around Qin Xin's black staff martial spirit, with the cyan and red energy spinning wildly.
The stone Buddha behind Sanjie instantly transformed from its previously benevolent appearance into a murderous one, unleashing another punch. The immense true energy rubbed against the air, creating a sonic boom.
"The Buddha's Wrath! Slaying Immortals!"
Sanjie's originally clear voice had become low and deep. As soon as he finished speaking, the stone Buddha punched Qin Xin.
"Wildfire Hundred Slashes!"
Two voices suddenly rang out, and instantly, the black staff seemed to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. A massive, dark red fire blade, several meters long, slashed directly at the stone Buddha with terrifying, unstoppable force.
"Damn it!"
Below the arena, Jin Yuanbao was so nervous that he stopped breathing, staring unblinkingly at the dark red fire blade on the black staff in the arena. His throat bobbed, and he murmured, "Earth-rank martial art?"
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