"Qin Ming! You dare to secretly learn martial arts, this is a serious crime."

"No wonder you were able to enter the Lingwu Realm. It turned out that you were secretly learning martial arts. You are so brave."

A sudden angrily scolding came from the martial arts stage, and several disciples were excited.

"It seems that this set of martial arts has been practicing for a while."

"Qin Ming is dead! Mu Zixiu can't kill him, and the sect rules will embarrass him to death."

"I really don't know how to live or die. I dare to use the martial arts that I secretly learned in a slight manner in the martial arts field."

More and more disciples came to understand and shouted excitedly.

Qingyun Sect strictly prohibits the private transmission of martial arts, and does not allow private learning of martial arts. This is a taboo. Once discovered, the whole body will be abolished and expelled from Qingyun Sect.

Qin Ming was originally the son of the people, and secretly learning martial arts is undoubtedly a crime.

"What are you shouting!" Cai Yi was unhappy and stood by the stage to scold the audience: "What excitement is everyone, I wish I could see others die? What kind of virtue! Is this set of martial arts from Qingyun Sect? Is it from Qingyun Sect with wide eyes? Is it from Qingyun Sect? It's not from Qingyun Sect's martial arts. Why do you say that Qin Ming secretly learned from Qingyun Sect? All martial arts in the world belong to Qingyun Sect? Do you want to have a face?"

The voices spread throughout the audience, making many people feel embarrassed and shut up.

"Where did Qin Ming get the martial arts? He has never left Qingyun Sect." Someone was dissatisfied and pointed at Qin Ming and shouted.

Cai Yi became angry: "Don't show off your IQ, I'll embarrass you! Qin Ming was taken out by Yaoshan two months ago to collect herbs. He picked up a set of martial arts in the forest, and the purple lightning mad snake!"

"You said yes?"

"I said yes! Why! I'm not convinced? Qingyun Sect has refused to give Qin Ming's martial arts for eight years, and he is not allowed to pick them up and use them outside? Qin Ming is just a servant, not a slave to Qingyun Sect. Who dares to say that Qin Ming cannot practice the martial arts he picked up? Who dares? Even if any elder comes, he doesn't have the shamelessness to say no!"

With one word, he not only scolded many gloating disciples, but also surrounded the elders.

Cai Yi put her waist on her pretty face, her pretty face turned red with anger, and she didn't show any mercy in her words, but no one dared to refute it. Qingyun Sect is indeed suppressing Qin Ming and has not given any martial arts for eight years, but if you don't give it, it doesn't mean that people can't pick it up from outside. This is an opportunity! Opportunity belongs to individuals!

The little sister Cai Yi had a good friend also began to scold the audience. The little girls were unrestrained and ignored their image. However, they were very satisfied with their scolding and no one dared to refute them.

"Qin Ming, dare you hurt me?" Mu Zixiu looked at his bloody right shoulder and felt the scorching pain in his chest. He felt anger from his heart, and his handsome face was a little ferocious. He ignored the chaos at the scene. He only cared about the battle in front of him. No matter what martial arts Qin Ming practiced, it was a fifth level, and he could actually hurt me? Injure me in front of all the disciples in the audience?

Qin Ming ignored the chaos in the audience and said nothing, and once again exerted the seventh stage of the purple electric mad snake. The raid was formed and coiled around his body. It shone with electric light and was astonishing as if it were a real raider.

The disciples looked at the strange expressions. The raser's hideous appearance made the people nearby secretly startled, as if they could feel the power contained.

Is this really a pickup? It's hard to believe.

But it seems that Qingyun Sect really does not have this set of martial arts.

"I just wanted to have a fight with you today. You insist on making trouble to the death, don't blame me for being rude." Mu Zixiu deliberately let the audience hear his voice. If Qin Ming really gets rid of him later, the responsibility is not on him, and Qin Ming will blame himself.

Qin Ming had no time to talk nonsense to him, his muscles all over his body swayed, and he rushed towards Mu Zixiu and launched a fierce attack. There was no need to waste anything with Mu Zixiu, he had to immerse himself in the battle.

The thundersnake let out a loud roar, taking the lead in getting out of Qin Ming's body. Its feet were as thick as an arm, more than one meter long, twisting and dancing at high speed, like a thick thunder slashed from the sky, hitting Mu Zixiu.

Mu Zixiu was prepared this time, and he shook out three phantoms, and he avoided the Razer at all times. At the same time, he rushed out of the ethereal trajectory with the star-shattering step, and attacked hard during high-speed movement, and directly took Qin Ming's face.

Qin Ming tumbling up his back, twisted his waist, and his feet slammed violently, thrusting at Mu Zixiu like two hard iron whips, and he was full of wind.

Mu Zixiu's dangerous dodge, and the Star-breaking Step made him invincible.

But Qin Ming's body that was tumbling and landed rushed out immediately, as if it was as powerful as a tiger, and he punched him hard. He seized this subtle opportunity and launched a strong attack like a storm, and used his strong force to fight against the flexible ones. Although he failed to really hurt Mu Zixiu, he also disrupted Mu Zixiu's formation for a while, forcing him to dodge and retreat.

The atmosphere of the whole audience returned to heat up in the strangeness. This strong and hot offensive was the most visual impact and could also revive the atmosphere of the field. Not to mention the passion of the male disciples, many female disciples' eyes were also full of brilliant colors. I thought that today would be Mu Zixiu's only show, but it turned out to be a stalemate and fierce battle, which was very exciting.

Qin Ming's wild way of playing is simply disdainful in the eyes of many orthodox students, but today he turned the "wild way" into a "routine way", his body movements are flowing, and his offensive is fierce and sophisticated, like a wave on the sea, continuous. With the cooperation of Vajra, every punch, every strike, and every attack are full of strong winds, which makes them frightened.

Qin Ming's whole body was full of weapons, elbows, legs, fists, claws, shoulders, etc., which were developed and used to show the power of Vajra to the extreme. Even many top-level disciples who claim to be fighting elites, personally praised them. As for combat alone, they had to say wonderful words.

"Young Master Qin! Youth Master Qin!" Cai Yi cheered loudly and applauded hard, and her slender little hands were slapped red.

The little sisters around her also began to cheer for Qin Ming.

Only Yue Qing was calm from beginning to end, focusing on the fierce battle on the stage.

"Qin Ming is almost at its limit, and Mu Zixiu is time to fight back." Han Qianye paid close attention to the martial arts field, his eyes never left the battle between Qin Ming and Mu Zixiu for a moment, and he was also silently judging. Qin Ming's offensive looks very exciting, but it consumes a lot of physical strength. Mu Zixiu has the advantage of the star-shattering step and frequently avoids Qin Ming's fatal blows. In comparison, Qin Ming's consumption and harvest are not proportional.

If this continues, Qin Ming will quickly exhaust his power, which is equivalent to digging his own grave.

"Mu Zixiu is going to fight back." Ling Xue and many other personal disciples whispered softly. No matter how exciting it is, they value the results more.

"Enough! It's my turn!" Mu Zixiu seized the opportunity to break free from Qin Ming and opened a distance of ten meters. He disheveled his hair, his clothes were torn, and he looked very embarrassed, but his aura was very sharp. He released lightning again, leaned down from his body, and slammed his right palm to the ground.

"The True Thunder Trial, the Fourth Paragraph - Thunder Prison!"

Mu Zixiu shouted loudly, and the lightning in his body suddenly regained, and the next moment, exploded on his right palm again. This time it was not a strong light or a loud noise, but a large amount of lightning was released indiscriminately. Hundreds of lightning exploded in all directions with his right palm as the center of the ground. It seemed like a blooming lightning lotus swept across a range of seven or eight meters. Each lightning was as thick as a thumb, containing terrible power.

As soon as Qin Ming rushed over, he was knocked away by this sudden and violent mine tide. He was torn off his clothes and his flesh and blood. His body was bounced away on his back. You can imagine how powerful this power was. The scene of skin and flesh blooming was shocking.

The battle situation changed suddenly!

"Hiss!" Many disciples sucked cold air. This was the true power of the judgment of True Thunder, which was terrible! Mu Zixiu used the realm of the seventh level of the spiritual martial arts to interpret the release of spiritual power that ordinary disciples could not achieve even the eighth level of the spiritual martial arts.

"Qin Ming was defeated, so there should be no chance, but it was already a surprise that he could hold on for so long. Today's battle is enough for him to gain a foothold in the circle of top disciples. The premise is that Mu Zixiu will not destroy him anymore." Many people sighed. The battle was very exciting, but unfortunately it was too short and not satisfied.

Mu Zixiu stood there, gasping violently. In order to release the "Thunder Prison" effect to the maximum effect, he consumed a lot of spiritual power and his head was a little dizzy. However, looking at the scene of Qin Ming flying backwards, he was still very happy. "Fight with me, you are too far behind."

Qin Ming was lying on the ground, and the blood wet his torn clothes, as if he was no longer able to do it.

"Young Master Qin, how are you?" Cai Yi couldn't help but rush over, but was pulled by Yue Qing.

Some disciples covered their mouths and felt unbearable.

But... Qin Ming just lay quietly for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. He sat up easily in the shocked expression of the audience. His breath was a little messy, but he didn't look like he was seriously injured.
Chapter completed!