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Chapter 50 Continuous promotion

Xue Huaqing shouted angrily, and a light yellow spiritual power burst out from his body, instantly spreading all over his body, and the waves around him suddenly spread.
In his palm, a ball of yellow spiritual power rotated at high speed, forming a wind blade like a blade, extremely domineering.
"Thousand Blade Palm!"
Xue Huaqing pushed his palms towards Lin Xuan, and the sharp palm wind was like thousands of sword lights, making a heavy and powerful sound.
Bang!
Lin Xuan was as stable as Mount Tai, and his right fist suddenly burst out. This punch drove all the muscles in his body, and according to the thunder sword technique, the force was concentrated on his fist.
The two figures collided with each other, and the terrifying energy fluctuations swept across the world. The audience at the front desk was blown back by the strong wind.
On the ring, Lin Xuan was as tall as a mountain, his face was like water, without any change. On the other hand, Xue Huaqing took a few steps back and his breathing became very rapid.
The audience in the stands were a little chilled, especially those disciples of the Divine Power Group. Xue Huaqing was clear about the strength of the fifth level of the Condensation Mai, and his pair of Thousand Blade Palms were even trained to the level of great success. Generally speaking, even the disciples of the Condensation Mai level six can compete, but now they are beaten back with one punch.
Duan Fei, Jiang Yulong and others also had an accident in their eyes. Even the Qianer, who had been silent, looked at Lin Xuan twice more.
"It's a disaster if this kid doesn't get rid of it!" Jiang Yulong suddenly remembered the agreement between him and Lin Xuan. He had forgotten it, but Lin Xuan's amazing performance made him remember it again.
"Damn guy, why is it so powerful?" Xue Huaqing's face looked ugly. He had already spoken, wanting Lin Xuan to crawl out. If he couldn't do it, the man would be too big.
"Huang Fengbu!"
Xue Huaqing ran quickly, his body became blurred, and gradually, his afterimage appeared on the ring.
"Fengzhi Tianxia!" Xue Huaqing, who was in the high-speed operation, launched another attack and integrated his palm wind into his body technique. Originally, his footwork was a yellow-level intermediate martial art, and his palm technique was also a yellow-level intermediate martial art. However, when the two were combined, the power actually broke through the yellow-level intermediate, and it was faintly powered by the yellow-level advanced martial arts.
"This kid, have some ideas!" Jiang Yulong said in a deep voice.
Lin Xuan felt the violent palm wind, took a deep breath, then stomped his feet on the ground, and rushed straight away.
Thunder!
The right fist hit him straight, without any fancy, and it was completely crushed by strength.
boom!
Xue Huaqing's proud palm wind was vulnerable in front of Lin Xuan, and it shattered like exquisite porcelain.
Puff! His body slid more than ten meters backwards, flew out of the ring, and fell to the ground.
"What a powerful force!" Some advanced disciples began to pay attention to Lin Xuan and secretly estimated his strength. Some people already regarded him as an opponent and began to look for his weaknesses.
Duan Fei narrowed his eyes. He could not have imagined that the newly-entered sword slave he met three months ago had grown to this level now.
"It seems that your Divine Power Group is not in good condition!" Luo Yi smiled while holding his shoulders.
"Hmph!" Yan Kong, who was standing beside him, looked gloomy and wanted to come forward to kill Lin Xuan immediately. Jiang Yulong's eyes flashed, not knowing what he was thinking. As for Shangguan Liuyun, who ranked first, he kept closing his eyes and pondering, as if nothing could attract his attention.
The competition continued, and the disciples on the ring fought with all their might, with gorgeous lights overflowing, terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, and cheers and shouts shook the sky.
Duan Fei's appearance even brought the scene to a climax.
The handsome face was enough to kill most female disciples in seconds. With the title of the four outer heroes, Duan Fei's name was almost always called in the entire martial arts venue.
"This guy is a good seedling after entering the inner door." said the young man in black who was close to the golden stand.
"But he is a member of the battle group, so you may not be able to poach it, right?" The young man around him attacked without hesitation.
"Hmph, what are the three major organizations? Just the names of a group of boring people. The battle situation outside is urgent now, and the safest relationship is of course in the form of a small team." said the young man in black.
The young man around him shook his head helplessly, no longer speaking...
On the golden arena, some elders of the sect looked at Duan Fei and said with a smile: "There are a few good little guys in this selection competition."
"Oh, I wonder who Elder Li likes?"
"I think the four heroes in the outer sect are all good." Elder Li said with a smile.
"You old fox, are you too greedy." Another elder said with a beard, "I think the top ten are all good!"
"Lao Fang, which little guys do you think do you have good things?" Someone asked Elder Fang.
Elder Fang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I think that Lin Xuan is pretty good. I wonder what you think?"
"Lin Xuan? I don't remember..." The elders shook their heads and said.
Elder Fang didn't care either. He changed the topic and talked to another direction.
On the ring, Duan Fei moved like a gust of wind, his speed was so fast that it was unresponsive that he could not react. In the end, the opponent was directly confused.
When Duan Fei stepped down, countless female disciples screamed, which made Jiang Yulong very upset.
When he came on the court, his opponent was in trouble and was directly shocked by a sword and vomited blood.
After that, Shen Qianer, Yan Kong, Luo Yi, Tang Yu and others all came on the court and all won. However, when the referee announced again, the entire martial arts venue suddenly became quiet.
There is naturally only one name that can have such magic power, that is Shangguan Liuyun.
His opponent was No. 23, but the opponent gave up directly, which disappointed everyone.
The second round ends and the third round begins.
Fortunately, Yin Qingyi took the bye again, which made her a little dazed and made countless disciples jealous.
In the third round, those top players once again showed strong strength.
In the third arena, Wei Yong, the disciple of No. 15, looked at Jiang Yulong with horror. He was defeated with one move, just one move. He did not dare or had no choice but to challenge again.
In the ring No. 1, the disciple No. 17, Guo Fangwu, moved the long sword in his hand. The gorgeous sword light filled the entire space. He stabbed out 1,300 swords in succession, and even the void was trembling, but he did not touch Duan Fei's clothes.
And after one thousand three hundred swords, Duan Fei only made one palm and knocked him away.
...
In the fifth arena, Lin Xuan’s opponent is Luo Yi.
"Haha, Brother Lin, I didn't expect you and I would have such a battle!" Luo Yi smiled.
"Yes." Lin Xuan couldn't help but sigh. He remembered that he met Luo Yi when he first went to the mission hall, and later Luo Yi's footwork aroused his interest.
"I hope Senior Brother Luo will not show mercy!" Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.
Luo Yi was stunned and was usually polite to each other, probably saying that he hoped his subordinates would show mercy, but Lin Xuan actually said that he hoped his subordinates would not show mercy. But he knew that Lin Xuan said this because he didn't want him to be scrupleful.
Chapter completed!
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