"Senior Sister Ding is a Qi training genius in the late stage of Qi transformation. Almost all her essence and blood have been transformed into true qi, which is one step away from the peak of Qi transformation. After reaching the peak of Qi transformation, she will start to enter the first level of Qi training genius and transform a body of true qi into true qi. At that time, she will not use her own essence and blood to transform the true qi, but use her own true qi to attract the vitality of heaven and earth, and cultivate the true qi into true qi, which will be considered to enter the next stage of cultivation, the Qi refining stage." The waiter explained in detail, as if he had also learned about the current situation of Wang Man in the Slave Chamber of Commerce these days.

"Just Wang and that qi-trainer from the village just now were both in the middle stage of Qi transformation, so they were naturally not the opponent of Senior Sister Ding. It's just that the one named Wang Jing has weird martial arts, and it's easier for people to get caught in the Tao by accident, otherwise Senior Sister wouldn't be hurt!"

"Well, that's it." Wang Man nodded after hearing the waiter's words, "What level are you?"

"The middle stage of qi transformation."

"Oh!" Wang Man nodded and still looked at the stage. Since the young man in costume admitted defeat, the ring was in a state of disgrace. In a moment, no one was on the stage.

In fact, this is normal - after all, there is only one winner who will win the final competition, which means whoever comes to power first will suffer a loss - you will face the crisis of wheel battle.

So, as long as you are not a fool or don’t care much about the outcome, no one wants to go on stage first.

What's more, Ding Liu's strength is there. For ordinary passers-by Qi training men, if they want to go to the stage, they have to first consider whether they have the strength.

"Isn't anyone on stage?" After the scene was deserted for a while, the surroundings were a little dissatisfied with the fun. The voices of discussion gradually rose on the streets, alleys and roofs, and the scene was noisy.

After the scene was quarreled for a while, no one wanted to be a fool and went on stage early. At this time, the inspector sitting in the stands finally spoke.

"Since you're watching the fun, the scene can't be so deserted, right?" The surveillance voice was not loud, but as soon as he spoke, everyone in the field heard a peaceful voice, "Wang's side, I see that many of your clans have come. You can't keep all the good horses until the end and go out for a walk. Let's go on stage first and suppress the scene, and don't let so many people wait in vain, right?"

The monitoring made the sound pass, and the discussion in the crowd stopped instantly. In the stands, the head of the inner palace heard his words and hurriedly turned around and responded: "Yes, sir!"

After turning around and bowing, the patriarch of the inner palace shouted at the under the ring: "Wang Zhen, it's time for you to appear!"

After being named, among the youngest boys in the inner palace, the youngest boy standing next to the proud boy stepped forward and took the order and said, "Yes, the patriarch!"

After saying this, the young man didn't talk nonsense, and just stepped onto the ring with his toes.

When I saw that there was fun again, various shouts and cheers sounded again from the crowded onlookers in the audience.

"The family is thirteenth, Wang Zhen." The young man came on stage and did not look at the etiquette of Ding Liuxing's Qi training man, and said directly: "I will avenge my brother."

"Please." The boy did not clasp his fists at Ding Liu, and naturally Ding Liu did not return the gift. The two of them talked on the stage and started fighting directly.

This time, the boy was attacking. The boy was obviously impatient, and he didn't have as many tricks as Wang Yan. He started the war with just one sentence on the stage, and the battle was directly taken out. On the ring, the boy's footsteps turned into ghost things, and he was so fast that he approached Ding Liu like a wind. His speed was so fast that he was not on the same level as Wang Yan before. His toes moved like flying in the wind, which made people dare not blink.

"This is the best light body skill among our inner mansion, and the potential is also the highest. Unfortunately, he is young." Seeing Wang Zhenfeng approaching Ding Liu, in the stands, the patriarch of the inner mansion smiled with satisfaction. He smiled and nodded, and asked Ding San, "How about it, do you want to bet again? This time I bet two thousand gold. Wang Zhen of our sect mansion won. Do you dare to take the bet?"

"Haha, there are not many things that Ding San dare not do in Shanlong City. I bet!" Ding San nodded with a smile - but this time he had a little less confidence on his face.

Wang Man also felt that things were getting worse.

If a Qi practitioner wants to exert his entire body of skills, he depends entirely on the role of true qi. After he is used up, he must meditate and recover. Ding Liu has fought several times in a row, and the true qi in his body must have been consumed a lot. If the true qi is not good, he will not be able to fight. Moreover, Wang Zhen’s light body technique in the field is very powerful, and he is obviously an expert in fighting attrition. If he is really smart, he doesn’t have to fight with Ding Liu head-on, and rely on the light body technique to consume, and he can win safely.

Sure enough, after Wang Zhen flew out, he used his ghostly pace and fast speed to continue to harass the surroundings of Ding Liu. He hid when Ding Liu made a move, and he chased after Ding Liu retreated, using his advantages to continuously consume the opponent's true energy. Finally, after Ding Liu was exhausted from dealing with it, he had to use the move against Wang Yan again-

"Cloud Binding Hand!" Ding Liu's face turned a little red after hitting the ring for a few minutes. After a whisper, his sleeves were thrown out again, and two rope-shaped cloud mist strips flew out, and then twisted in the air like a snake body and entangled Wang Zhen on the opposite side.

However, when Wang Zhen saw the clouds and mist strips curled up, he was calm and calm. His footsteps slightly lowered the ground of the arena, and his whole body "flyed" out in a manner contrary to the conventional. His body in the air twisted like a mouse with a collarbone, and he crawled through the gap between the two clouds and mist ribbons. After approaching Ding Liu, he reached out and slapped him.

Bang!!!

This slap full of true energy slapped Ding Liu's face firmly, and a crisp sound spread throughout the square.

Then, Ding Liu was slapped out by this slap, flew horizontally more than ten meters away, and fell to a corner of the ring.

"Fuck it!" Under the ring, seeing this scene, the waiter clenched his fists, his eyes wide open.

And the venue also fell into a brief silence because of this crisp slap.

"I admit defeat." Ding San's face froze when he saw this scene on the high platform. After looking at his daughter in a corner of the ring, he quickly stood up and said coldly: "Abstain from defeat! We admit defeat! I announce the first stage of today's martial arts competition, the game is over! Ding Liu was defeated, and the competition is now in the battle between the players!"

"Haha, I like this kid more and more!" On the high platform, after Ding San stood up and shouted to admit defeat, the eldest elder of the inner palace beside him also sneered in time, "It seems that after returning to the mansion, I will put more effort into this kid."

"Yes, this boy Thirteen is good." On the other side of Ding San, the patriarch of the inner mansion smiled and nodded, "After returning, the inner mansion has a large number of sects, so they will be open to him. After all... Huh? Do you still dare to stand up?"

Just as the clan Changchun was proudly trying to say a few scenes, Ding Liu in the field stood up again.
Chapter completed!