"Crazy."

The thick chains fell heavily on the ground, and the crisp sound of collision made everyone slowly come to their senses.

The surroundings were a little quiet, and even many disciples on the martial arts stage stopped to discuss and looked here.

The three hundred kilogram chain was actually turned up like a hemp rope?

The explosive power in an instant directly pulled back the people from the fifth level of Lingwu?

Incredible.

"I really dare to slap! This madman is getting more and more fierce."

"It's still the same, with a ruthless heart in my bones, and I never know how to bend down."

"I'm very puzzled. How could I survive until now with such a tough temper? If it were someone else, I would have died ten times."

"Has he been beaten less? He was beaten so many times, but he was hard-working and had never surrendered."

"I'm obviously a servant, but I have to live like a young master and a talent."

"He was originally a young master, which is called a life attitude! What a pity, if he was not a sinner, he might have really become a personal disciple."

"There will not be an elder who accepts him as his personal disciple. He has resentment towards Qingyun Sect."

"From me, this kid is just a threat. Don't let him turn over, otherwise some will be in chaos."

The disciples around me are no longer surprised. In the past, Qin Ming often fought against inferior disciples to the death, but now he has become the Lingwu Realm and has begun to fight against superior disciples. This is expected, but I didn't expect that he would still be so ruthless, no different from before.

Qin Ming ignored people's comments, dragged all the two chains to the martial arts field, and lifted the stone jar and left here.

The disciples on and off the stage no longer paid attention to him, just pretended to be a fun and continued their own practice.

At this time, Qin Ming suddenly noticed a handsome boy walking towards the other end of the martial arts field. "Hey, he's here."

Other disciples also noticed it.

"Look, look, is it Mu Zixiu? Mu Zixiu has come out of seclusion!"

"Ahhhh, Mu Zixiu, I love you!"

"It's really Mu Zixiu. He has been in seclusion for three months and finally came out of seclusion. Could it be that he has been promoted to the seventh level of Lingwu?"

"The fifteen-year-old Seventh Heaven of Lingwu, this talent is really enviable, jealous and hateful."

The visitors became the focus of the audience, and there were also the screams of the illusioned girls, and the men and women surrounded them, and the atmosphere in the martial arts performance became warm and sensation.

Qin Ming put down the stone jar and looked there too.

It was a beautiful and handsome boy with a bad smile, and even his two thick eyebrows also had soft ripples, as if he was always smiling. His fair skin set off his faint pink lips, his handsome and prominent facial features, and his perfect face shape would reveal two tiger teeth when he smiled, adding a hint of unruly to his sunshine and handsome look.

Mu Zixiu, nicknamed Thunderbird!

One of the Qingyun Sect’s personal disciples was selected by the Great Elder when he was ten years old and worked hard to cultivate them. He ranks among the top among all personal disciples of this generation in terms of talent.

His spiritual power form is the same as Qin Ming, and it is also thunder and lightning. The martial arts he practiced were the "True Thunder Judgment" selected by the Great Elder himself for him. It is a top-grade spiritual-level martial art with very domineering power.

"Long time no see you, junior brothers and sisters." Mu Zixiu greeted many disciples with a handsome and graceful manner, especially those female disciples, which always deepened the smile on his face.

"Senior brother is now at the seventh level of Lingwu?" A plump female disciple leaned against him, full of admiration.

"I just broke through ten days ago. I stayed by my mentor and listened to some teachings. I only came out today."

Mu Zixiu nodded and admitted, which immediately attracted a burst of exclamations and compliments from everyone.

Of course, some people stood in the distance and grinned jealously. The fifteen-year-old Lingwu Seventh Heaven is worthy of being a personal disciple.

"I haven't had an activity for a long time. Who is interested in accompanying me to discuss today?" After some politeness, Mu Zixiu walked onto the arena and invited everyone to fight.

There were many disciples of the seventh level of the Lingwu Heaven and even the eighth level of the Heaven, and of course they were a few years older than him.

They were eager to try, but Mu Zixiu suddenly said: "If no one dares to challenge the seventh heaven, the eighth heaven can do it."

This statement obviously did not take the other seventh-level disciples seriously.

Several disciples of the Seventh Heaven frowned, but they really didn't dare to challenge them. The martial arts that Mu Zixiu practiced were much stronger than theirs. Although he had just entered the Seventh Heaven of Spiritual Martial Arts, his real combat power should not be worse than himself.

Qin Ming stood in the distance and looked silently. 'Thunderbird' Mu Zixiu was the person he wanted to challenge the most. He had this idea a long time ago because the spiritual power of the two was all thunder and lightning, and Mu Zixiu had been practicing the top-grade spiritual-level thunder and lightning martial arts since the beginning.

Unfortunately, the difference between the two was too big, and Qin Ming did not even have the qualifications to challenge before.

"Mu Zixiu, I'll challenge it." A top disciple who practiced Liuyun swordsmanship came on stage to challenge. He was also the seventh level of Lingwu and a top disciple. He was full of confidence and rushed out as if he was like a dragon and a sword like a stream of light. His offensive was very sharp.

"Haha, it's great. My True Thunder Trial has been practiced to the fourth stage. See how many stages you can force me to use." Mu Zixiu shook his body, leaving a faint shadow on the spot, stretched out his hand into a claw, and buckled the disciple's shoulder. The speed was extremely fast, which made people blurry.

The disciple's face changed slightly, and he did not dodge decisively. As he turned over, a twisted sword light instantly attacked, like an iron whip that hit Mu Zixiu's throat. It was tricky and smooth, which caused the audience to exclaim, but he didn't expect it to be so intense.

Before the sword tip arrived, Mu Zixiu had already sensed it, and the throat seemed to be forced by the sword edge. But instead of dodging, he sneered on the corner of his mouth, slapped violently with his hands, and a crisp sound of slapping, and his hands firmly patted the sword.

"Not good..." The disciple hurriedly pulled away.

But……

"The first part of the trial of True Thunder, the lightning is so bright!" Mu Zixiu's hands suddenly burst out with a deafening sound, and the fierce lightning vibrates like an explosion, and the dazzling bright light bursts out instantly.

Puchi! The lightning shattered the long sword, and the lightning hit the disciple's right hand along the sword body, bounced him away fiercely.

The disciple screamed in pain, his eyes were deaf, his ears roared, and his right arm was numb, and he was confused for a moment.

Mu Zixiu rushed forward in an arrow, and his feet stomped at the disciple's chest. The dazzling light of lightning gathered together with his feet, and the momentum was like a combo of thunder and lightning. In a blink of an eye, he stamped five feet. The disciple flew backwards from the ground, rolled out more than ten meters away, and lost his combat power.

Solve the battle with two moves, be quick and neat, and be calm.

"Mu Zixiu, I love you!" A female disciple screamed excitedly.

"It's so strong! It's worthy of being a personal disciple. The use of spiritual power flows smoothly and has no sense of blockage. This is the gap."

"Thunder and lightning have inherent advantages. Strong light causes blindness, destroys vision, and thunder sounds deafness and destroys hearing. After increasing its power, it can also numb people and destroys touch. A surprise attack can cause your five senses to lose three."

"I'm not satisfied, who else will come? Just a discussion, I will show mercy." Mu Zixiu stood in the center of the stage, handsome and handsome, accepting the cheers and admiration of the audience. He likes to show off and does have the capital to show off.

"I'll do it." A top disciple in his twenties took the stage, carrying a heavy knife of two meters long, and striding towards the center of the stage.

"Liang Zheng, haha, okay!" Mu Zixiu shrugged and looked at the opponent in front of him. This is a maverick disciple, his talent is not outstanding, but his combat power is very strong. He is a famous general among the many disciples of Qingyun Sect.

"Liang Zheng, do it! Let him learn how powerful we ordinary disciples are."

"Mad Knife Liang Zheng, haha, it's so exciting."

"Liang Zheng has been practicing in the seventh level of Lingwu Heaven for a year, and is said to be about to break through to the eighth level of Lingwu Heaven."

"Mu Zixiu is not careless."

The disciples watching the game shouted and cheered for the two of them.

Qin Ming looked from afar and did not rush to leave. He admired Mu Zixiu's "True Thunder Trial". I don't know how many times he envied this set of martial arts.

A tide of shouts rang around the martial arts stage. Liang Zheng was like a tiger and was the first to kill Mu Zixiu. He actually had a strong wind gushing all over his body. The sand and stones flew on the martial arts stage, and the momentum was amazing.

"Wow." Liang Zheng screamed strangely and rose up from the ground. He held the knife in both hands. The sword gathered the strong wind and slashed at Mu Zixiu in the face. The brutal spirit made everyone in the audience excited and shouted indulge indulge in love.

Mu Zixiu did not retreat but advanced, stomped in the air, and threw his fist at the mad knife with his fist. His body was thunder and lightning, and quickly gathered into his fist, which condensed into a thunder and lightning fist, firmly protecting his fist.

Qin Ming's eyes lit up. Can he really condense thunder and lightning into fist? He has tried many times, but there are not thousands or eight hundred, but he has never succeeded. This not only requires very exquisite control, but also special guidance.

Boom! A roar sounded in the air, and Mu Zixiu and Liang Zheng both retreated, and they both took five steps after landing.

Evenly matched?

"Liang Zheng, good-looking, beautiful."

"Mu Zixiu, abuse him, abuse him."

Their fights wonderfully in the martial arts field, and the disciples around them were also excited to watch them.

"It's interesting." Mu Zixiu shrugged his shoulders and rushed towards Liang Zheng with a big smile.

Liang Zheng gritted his teeth and attacked again.
Chapter completed!