"All participating intermediate grandmasters, come on stage and draw your own opponents."

As Hu Sanqiang slowly walked to the center of the venue, the intermediate grandmaster-level martial arts competition officially kicked off.

The rules of the competition are similar to those of yesterday's second round, except that there is no longer a winner group and a loser group.

Everyone draws their own order of appearance and determines their opponent.

The winner of the competition will advance successfully, while the loser will be eliminated directly.

Qin Xuan was very lucky. In the draw for the quarter-finals, he drew Sun/Hero, who was good at boxing.

The fist is feared by the young and strong.

What's more, Qin Xuan has practiced the body refining chapter of the immortal world.

So after a very intense clash of punches, Sun/Hero was naturally defeated.

He clasped his hands together and kept saying “I admire you so much”.

Not long after that, Qin Xuan faced his second opponent.

This time, he will face off against Feng Po Po Su Qingtan, who was defeated by him in the second round.

Everyone thought that the two would give another wonderful performance.

But who would have thought that Su Qingtan would change his sharp face.

When facing Qin Xuan, her whole smile was as beautiful as a flower.

As Hu Sanqiang's deafening start sounded, Su Qingtan bowed slightly and conceded defeat with a fist!

This caused the audience who were waiting to see a wonderful battle to burst into condemnation.

But Su Qingtan doesn't care about what others think.

The person opposite is my future grandson-in-law!

How can we, as family members, fight each other?

In this way, Qin Xuan arrived at the final stage of the intermediate grandmaster very smoothly.

And there was no surprise in the upcoming match against him.

It was Qi Ling, the Qi Refiner that Shi Chuangong had repeatedly asked him to pay more attention to.

At Hu Sanqiang's instruction, the two men stood opposite each other at the competition venue.

A young, handsome and high-spirited man.

A man with white hair and beard, with an amazing aura.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but gather together and start discussing the strengths and weaknesses of both sides.

What's worse, some people even started small-scale gambling.

"Hey, bet two million on Qi Ling to win."

"This old fellow is very cunning. He has clearly surpassed the level of a mid-level grandmaster in every aspect, but he relies on the inherited skills to suppress his realm."

"I'll bet on Qi Ling, one million."

"Although the guy on the opposite side defeated Granny Wind, he didn't show anything particularly amazing."

"He's still a little too young to fight Qi Ling."

Hearing someone say this about Qin Xuan, Sun/Hero, who had fought with Qin Xuan, became a little restless.

The young man named Qin Xuan has a first-class physique and can also use excellent magic.

The combination of the two will definitely be enough to defeat Qi Ling.

Besides, he had just lost to Qin Xuan. If they said that, didn't it mean that he was also far inferior to Qi Ling?

"No, I want to press it too!"

"I'll bet on Qin Xuan to win. I'll bet 100,000 dragon coins!"

When the people around heard this, they all tried to persuade him, and Sheng Wenqiang, who had a good relationship with him, even grabbed his arm.

"What the hell are you doing, old man?"

"Your family is so poor that you can barely afford to eat, and you still want to come here and learn how to gamble?"

When Sun/Hero heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

The odds of the two people on the stage are so different that they are not even on the same level.

If I win this time, I can make a fortune!

"I have fought with him before. I have enough confidence in this guy!"

I know that my old friend might also be getting carried away by his passion.

Sheng Wenqiang took out his cell phone helplessly.

He called the organizers of the game, and they bet 100,000 on Qin Xuan's victory on his behalf and on Sun/Hero.

"Alright, alright, I really owed you in my last life!"

"You use this money to buy medicinal herbs for your disciples, so there can't be any problems."

"I have some pocket money here, just consider it as my sponsorship to you!"

"How can this be possible!"

"My sister-in-law..."

"Brother what sister?"

"I told her that this money was for your medical treatment."

"Knowing that you're not smart, she won't say anything!"

“…”

The two people on the field naturally had no idea of ​​what was happening off the field.

Looking him up and down, Qin Xuan always felt that there was something familiar about Qi Ling.

Facing Qin Xuan, Qi Ling also looked him up and down with curiosity.

He had never seen such a young intermediate grandmaster.

When it comes to talent, he believes Qin Xuan is the best in the world.

It’s just that recognizing talent and recognizing strength are two different concepts.

Perhaps in a few years, this Qin Xuan will suddenly rise and surpass himself.

But at this point in time, Qi Ling is in the intermediate grandmaster realm and is invincible!

"Both parties salute, the duel begins!"

As Hu Sanqiang's bold voice sounded again, both of them faced each other and saluted.

After standing up, Qi Ling rushed forward and punched Qin Xuan in the face.

“So fast!”

In a flash, Qin Xuan hurriedly stepped back, crossed his hands and blocked in front of himself.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, he was still shocked by Qi Ling's speed.

Bang!

Bang!

“So strong!”

He was hit on the arm with several punches in succession.

Qin Xuan only felt that his arms were numb from the shock.

There was no chance for him to resist between the attacks.

However, this did not work.

Who is Qin Xuan?

The direct disciple of the Supreme Martial God Hu Sanqiang!

Qin Xuan had already memorized all the martial arts and physical techniques.

No matter how powerful the physical skills used by Qi Ling are, or how sharp his attacks are, how can he possibly compare to his supreme master who is above the god level?

Leaning back, Qin Xuan did a straight iron bridge.

With a kick, Qi Ling's lower body was attacked and he had to retreat backwards.

In the first round, neither of them gained an advantage in physical skills.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

Qin Xuan's counterattack just now broke Qi Ling's attack in the most labor-saving way.

"Good boy, you are worthy of being the one who defeated Granny Wind."

“It’s really something!”

"But that was just a test. Next time, I won't hold back!"

Stepping back and standing still, Qi Ling looked at Qin Xuan, still relaxed.

Qin Xuan was equally unwilling to be outdone. After his body recovered, he laughed loudly, "Senior, feel free to use whatever skills you have!"

"No matter what the result is, we will try our best!"

"good!"

"Then take my punch again!"

Qi Ling felt slightly displeased when he heard Qin Xuan's words.

Although the other party answered casually, there was nothing wrong with his tone.

But considering his fearless expression, Qi Ling felt that the other party was looking down on him.

Just use whatever skills you have.

This sentence is obviously said by the strong to the weak.

In that case, how could I not teach Qin Xuan a lesson?

As the technique was put into action, a demon-subduing fist quietly appeared in his hand.

People in the world all think that Qigong practitioners focus on making elixirs, but few people know that apart from elixirs, practicing to achieve immortality is their main occupation.

If one wants to live forever, various attacking techniques are naturally indispensable.

After all, on the road to immortality, it’s not just lifespan that hinders people!