Baihua Valley Martial Arts Arena.
The elders and disciples on both sides secretly looked at Lu Nanzhuo and Ao Tian with fear and curiosity.
Lu Nanzhuo sat down calmly on the stool, with Ao Tian standing behind him.
Ao Tian glanced at Lu Nanzhuo, then looked at the field and spoke.
"You guys go ahead and start, don't worry about us."
Ao Tian knew that Lu Nanzhuo usually didn't talk much unless there was something important.
So after understanding what he meant, he spoke to the audience.
The face of Yang Qi, the master of the Blood Cry Hall, was a little stiff at this time.
According to his plan, the next visit would result in loss of life!
He glanced at Lu Nanzhuo who was sitting there. He was a little unsure and was afraid that this person would interfere.
After a moment, he gritted his teeth and thought, "That shouldn't be the case! This gentleman is just passing through Baihua Valley and wants to stay overnight!"
He wanted revenge! His son Yang Qi couldn't die in vain!
When He Gu heard Ao Tian say this, she bowed slightly to him and looked at Yang Qi.
"Yang Qi, let's continue."
Yang Qi snorted coldly, looked at the Blood Cry Hall disciples in the field and nodded at them.
"Blood Crying Hall, I am your disciple Liu Yong, please teach me!"
Seeing the hall master's signal, the Blood Cry Hall disciple spoke loudly again.
"Baihua Valley, I, your disciple Lin Yan, please teach me!"
The elders and disciples on both sides looked at the two people in silence, and no one made a noise.
I saw extremely rich orange martial rings slowly emerging from under the feet of Liu Yong and Lin Yan.
Both of them are at the peak of martial arts!
Liu Yong suddenly stomped his feet hard on the ground, and with the reaction force of the ground, he rushed towards Lin Yan!
Seeing this, Lin Yan was not panicked at all, and seemed to be ready to use his fighting skills!
In an instant, Liu Yong was in front of Lin Yan!
"Ninth level explosive force!"
"I have perfected this move. What can you use to stop me from this nine-fold strength?"
Liu Yong roared.
This is a peak Yellow Rank combat skill that all the Blood Cry Hall disciples will practice. When it is perfected, it can reach the Profound Rank!
Unexpectedly, Liu Yong has already achieved perfection.
Nine fist shadows, one after another, each more powerful than the last, suddenly slammed into Lin Yan's chest!
Liu Yong was planning to smash Lin Yan's chest to pieces!
The vicious heart is obvious!
Seeing this, Lin Yan didn't even dodge!
Bang! Bang! Bang! …
Nine consecutive muffled sounds were clearly heard throughout the entire martial arts arena.
Liu Yong's face was filled with joy
He saw that Lin Yan, who had taken nine of his punches, was still standing intact, having only taken a few steps back!
"These nine punches were really powerful. If I hadn't been wearing the Black Black Armor, I'd have felt bad."
Lin Yan looked at Liu Yong and said that he had also felt a little nervous just now.
Even though the black armor blocked most of the power of the ninth level strength, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his chest at the moment.
Black armor!
Liu Yong's pupils shrank.
Some disciples from the Blood Cry Hall fixed their gazes upon hearing the name of Wu Xuanjia.
"Aunt He, you, Baihua Valley, are so courageous! You actually gave a low-grade treasure to your disciple! His martial spirit is enough to make him invincible."
Yang Qi said with narrowed eyes as he looked at He Gu opposite him.
"This was obtained by Lin Yan himself in an ancient monument. It was not given by the Valley Master. It is you, Palace Master Yang Qi, who misunderstood." Lin Yan said softly.
Seeing that He Gu did not reply, but this disciple interrupted, Yang Qi snorted coldly and said to Liu Yong who was standing there in a daze.
"Liu Yong, please retreat. You can't break the defense of this black armor yet."
"Palace Master, I..." Liu Yong was a little unwilling as he was the starter because he still had some combat skills that were not useful.
"Stand back."
"yes."
Liu Yong bowed to Yang Qi and then retreated dejectedly.
Seeing this, some elders and disciples from Baihua Valley were delighted. It was the low-grade treasure weapon, the Black Black Armor!
It cannot be broken unless it is a martial spirit!
Looking at the Blood Cry Hall disciples' camp, there should be no martial spirits?
How could it be so easy to break through to the Martial Spirit realm!
Sects of comparable strength, such as Hongya Sect, Baihua Valley, and Blood Cry Hall, generally have disciples who are at the middle or peak stages of martial arts. As for martial spirits...
Yang Qi looked at a disciple from his own camp with a hidden gaze and nodded slightly to him.
He Gu noticed Yang Qi's eyes, and she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart. Could it be...
She saw a direct disciple of the Blood Cry Hall slowly walk into the field and face Lin Yan from a distance.
Seeing this, Yang Qi curled up a sinister smile.
"Blood Crying Hall, I, your disciple Qin Cang, please teach me."
This disciple was not as arrogant as Liu Yong. He actually politely bowed to Lin Yan, which made people feel kind.
Upon closer observation, the disciples of the Blood Cry Hall looked at Qin Cang with some respect in their eyes, and the elders also looked at him with a hint of appreciation.
The people in Baihua Valley are not stupid!
They couldn't understand why the Blood Cry Palace sent out a direct disciple when they knew that Lin Yan's Black Black Armor could not be broken by anyone above the level of a Martial Spirit!
Could it be
When they thought of a possibility, their pupils shrank sharply!
"This disciple's strength has actually reached the level of Martial Spirit, which is quite interesting."
Ao Tian stood behind Lu Nanzhuo and took a look at the Blood Cry Hall's direct disciple who came on the field and said.
There were still four words in his mind that he hadn't said.
Or even more than that.
Ao Tian's voice was not concealed and everyone in the field heard it.
After reaching the Martial King realm, one can roughly see the realm of warriors below the Martial Emperor realm.
The King of Martial Arts will have a special sensitivity to warriors below the level of the Emperor of Martial Arts.
Of course, King Wu couldn't tell the strength above that of Emperor Wu.
For the King of Martial Arts, there are generally only three types of warriors whose strength they cannot distinguish.
Or the warrior has a method to hide his strength.
Or this warrior is at a level above the Martial Emperor!
Or that person is from another cultivation system, such as a soul master, or a talisman master, etc.
The same applies to Emperor Wu, Emperor Wuzong, etc.
As for warriors whose realm is below that of Martial King, it is difficult for them to distinguish each other's strength unless they each reveal their martial rings.
This is also the advantage after breaking through to the Martial King realm!
"What! Martial Spirit Realm! This Qin Cang is actually a Martial Spirit?!"
"Elder, what should we do? Can Senior Brother Lin Yan's Black Black Armor still withstand it?"
“If it is really a martial spirit difficulty.”
The elders and disciples in Baihua Valley were all a little shocked. A martial spirit actually appeared among their disciples directly taught by the Blood Cry Hall?
How can we fight this?
The elders and disciples from the Blood Cry Hall all looked at the Hundred Flowers Valley with smug expressions.
There are no martial spirits among your Baihua Valley disciples, but we in the Blood Cry Hall do! This is the difference!
We beat you too much!
Lin Yan's face was solemn, he had heard it too.
He was still a little dazed. Was this disciple in front of him really a martial spirit?
Until Lin Yan saw a yellow martial ring appear under Qin Cang's feet, and then began to rotate slowly.
His nerves tensed instantly!
Although they had heard about it from the adults on the sidelines before, when the elders and disciples of Baihua Valley actually saw Qin Cang's yellow martial ring, their faces began to turn pale.
He Gu's face also looked unhappy.
No wonder the Blood Cry Hall came to pay their respects earlier this year than in previous years, so eager to do so.
"The Blood Cry Hall is quite capable. A disciple has already achieved a breakthrough to the Martial Spirit Realm. Yang Qi, you've really trained him well. No wonder you're so impatient this year!"
He Gu stared at Yang Qi and said.
"Haha, Miss He, you misunderstood. Qin Cang achieved his Martial Spirit breakthrough due to some unexpected encounters while training outside. To be honest, as the Palace Master, I didn't help him much during his breakthrough."
Yang Qi looked at He Gu meaningfully and said.
"Uh, look! That Qin, Qin Cang is not only in the early stage of Wu Ling!"
A disciple from Baihua Valley suddenly pointed at Qin Cang's Wuhuan and shouted in shock.
Everyone looked at it and was shocked to find that the yellow martial ring, which was originally a light yellow, was now gradually becoming a darker color.
Hiss, middle stage of martial spirit!
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