After Fifty Years Of Fishing In Forbidden Areas, The Saint Begged Me To Come Out.

Xia Houjie's forehead and arms had veins popping out, like squirming earthworms.

He shouted angrily and pulled out the spear from under Qiu Wuji's leg.

Qiu Wuji jumped up and landed on the ground like a dragonfly touching water.

"Huhuhu..."

Xia Houjie held a spear in his hand, breathing heavily while staring at Qiu Wuji with a solemn expression.

He didn't dare to slack off at all, fearing Qiu Wuji's sudden attack.

Qiu Wuji's speed is too fast. Even if he loses consciousness for just one breath, the opponent may seize the opportunity to defeat him!

The previous fight between the two of them almost took place between lightning and flint.

It brings a strong visual experience to everyone.

The two now distanced themselves and adjusted slightly.

Everyone's tense nerves also relaxed, and the quiet martial arts arena suddenly became noisy again.

"Is this a battle between top talents?"

"Top genius?"

"Qiu Wuji's combat prowess can definitely be regarded as a top genius, but Xia Houjie is not even close to that. Even though he has the rudiments of spear intention, he still cannot touch Qiu Wuji in the slightest, and the ferocious spiritual techniques he displays are also blocked by others. Easily resolved.”

"This is simply a one-sided battle!"

"Yes, look at Qiu Wuji's state. He is relaxed and free-spirited. He still has some energy left. He obviously hasn't exerted his full strength, and Xia Houjie is already out of breath!"

Everyone started a heated discussion while observing the status of the two people on the stage.

On the highest viewing platform, the peak masters saw this scene and fell into deep thought.

At this time, no one spoke.

Han Yuerou's palms were hidden in her long sleeves and she squeezed them tightly.

Qiu Wuji's performance was beyond her expectations.

This time, Aunt Lan may win again.

Her Guanqiu boundless combat power may have reached the soul refining realm.

How could an ordinary disciple be his opponent?

Han Yuerou felt extremely unhappy, but there was nothing she could do about it, that was the fact.

Qiu Wuji was attracted by his master because of his unique talent.

Now that things have happened, I have to admit that Qiu Wuji is indeed a genius.

However, it is limited to one physical practice.

Qiu Wuji is now not as good as before, but more than better than below.

He can easily defeat Xia Houjie and the like, but if he meets a genius of his own level, he won't be able to last long.

"How did this guy do it? Did he understand the ancient body-refining method?" Han Yuerou thought to herself.

Ten years ago, she knew little about physical training, but after ten years of experience, she gained a lot of knowledge and still had some understanding of physical training.

However, she didn't want to believe that Qiu Wuji could understand the ancient body-refining method and find his own path of body-cultivation.

"It's one-sided. It seems that it's only a matter of time before Qiu Wuji wins. I didn't expect that physical training can be so fierce and formidable." Liu Deyuan, the leader of Qingluan Peak, was the first to speak.

"..." Zhang Minghou frowned, his expression ugly.

The situation on the field could no longer be clearer. Qiu Wuji had the absolute upper hand, but his disciple was struggling extremely.

However, he still had a glimmer of hope for Xia Houjie.

"Master Liu Peak, it's too early to draw any conclusions now. My disciple still has many moves that he hasn't used yet."

Zhang Minghou replied with an unhappy expression.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is just Zhang Minghou's self-comfort.

However, Liu Deyuan didn't want to provoke him, so he remained silent and stopped talking.

"Complete body cultivation has been lost for a long time, but Qiu Wuji was able to reach this point without any inheritance. His understanding is extraordinary!"

Jiang Lin looked at the competition stage below and murmured in her heart.

"Ling'er's vision is indeed better than mine. Qiu Wuji is very strong!" Bai Xiuxiu nodded to herself, already recognizing Qiu Wuji in her heart.

At this moment, people exclaimed again.

Because, after Xia Houjie and Qiu Wuji made some adjustments on the stage, they took action again.

Xia Houjie was the first to take action, still attacking with a gun, with fierce momentum and sharp gun light.

He stabbed Qiu Wuji in the face with a spear, and the sharp spear shot out, but he easily dodged it.

No matter how fast he stabbed, he couldn't touch Qiu Wuji's hair.

"Fire Dragon Sun!"

Xia Houjie suddenly burst into flames, frantically activating his spiritual power and his spear power.

The flame spiritual power condensed at the gun blade, forming a vortex, and a flame dragon head slowly emerged.

He holds a spear in his hand, like drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, condensing all the strength in his body.

At this moment, the power and sharpness of the spear reached its peak.

"Can you catch this move?"

Xia Houjie roared, and then threw the spear towards Qiu Wuji.

The spear instantly turned into a stream of flames, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of Qiu Wuji.

Qiu Wuji suddenly raised his hands and was suddenly frightened.

Under the exclamations of everyone, he held the spear with both palms!

Bang~!

A continuous crisp sound sounded.

I saw a wave of air rising under Qiu Wuji's feet, and then the ground sank two inches, and cracks spread like spider webs.

But Qiu Wuji didn't move at all, holding the tip of the spear tightly with his two palms.

The remaining power in the spear caused the gun barrel to swing wildly, creating an afterimage.

After a while, Long Qiang calmed down.

Qiu Wuji released his palm, and the spear fell to the ground.

With his flesh and blood, he took Xia Houjie's shot with all his strength.

But this ferocious blow didn't even hurt his palm!

"Taking a sword with bare hands is too perverted!"

"Is this a human body? Isn't Qiu Wuji the transformed beast hiding in the sect?!"

"Hiss, physical training is so terrifying!"

The disciples on the viewing platform became restless again when they saw this scene.

Qiu Wuji brought them too many surprises today.

"With such strength, he dares to speak nonsense. It really makes me laugh." Qiu Wuji mocked.

"I don't accept it!"

Xia Houjie gritted his teeth and his eyes were red. He took out the Blood Dragon Pill from his arms, held it in his hand, and stared at Qiu Wuji.

"Um?"

"Why, are you planning to take pills and use external forces to defeat me? It's too whimsical." Qiu Wuji sneered, and the ridicule in his expression and words should not be too obvious.

"What's your expression? Are you looking down on me?"

"Haha." Qiu Wuji hugged his arms and looked at Xia Houjie with contempt.

He was looking forward to Xia Houjie's next move. Should he take drugs and continue fighting, or would he choose to give up and surrender?

"Ma De, don't look down on me too much!" Xia Houjie gritted his teeth.

Then he clenched his palm suddenly, and the Blood Dragon Pill was crushed into powder and scattered in the wind.

"crazy!"

Xia Houtang on the stage saw Xia Houjie's actions and kicked the railing in anger.

He spent a lot of effort to get this Blood Dragon Pill.

There are only three in total.

Unexpectedly, my incompetent brother acted on his own initiative and wasted one.

"Huh?" Qiu Wuji didn't expect that Xia Houjie would give up using the elixir, and immediately laughed, "You have the guts, in this case, I will give you a good time!"

After Qiu Wuji finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared.

People exclaimed and began to look for Qiu Wuji's figure.

But he could only vaguely see a black shadow passing towards Xia Houjie.

Xia Houjie tried his best, but still couldn't accurately capture Qiu Wuji's figure.

In desperation, he could only stay where he was, waving the spear in his hand to prevent Qiu Wuji's sudden attack.

"Just like this, it's not enough!" Qiu Wuji's voice sounded in Xia Houjie's ears.

Xia Houjie's pupils tightened and he turned his head, but Qiu Wuji turned around and threw out his palm, hitting him on the back with the back of her hand.

A huge force hit him, causing half of his body to go numb instantly.

Xia Houjie staggered and tried to dodge, but it was too late. Qiu Wuji punched him again, hitting the side of his face.

Xia Houjie's face was distorted by the punch, and several teeth flew out mixed with blood.

Qiu Wuji didn't intend to give Xia Houjie a chance to breathe. He ducked to catch up and threw a whip leg in the air, hitting him in the abdomen.

This blow was powerful and heavy, like an iron whip sweeping across, setting off a hunting wind and howling sound.

Bang~!

With a muffled sound, Xia Houjie fell heavily to the ground, making a big hole in the stone platform.

"Cough cough cough~" Xia Houjie lay on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

His body trembled twice, and then he passed out with unwillingness.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air when they saw Qiu Wuji's merciless and ferocious attack.

Qiu Wuji was so cruel that Xia Houjie was fucked to death.

What a cruel attack!

And the visual impact of this punch to the flesh is not too exciting!

"Crush it, you have no power to fight back!"

"Xia Houjie must have been seriously injured this time. I'm afraid he won't be able to stand up if he doesn't stay in bed for a month."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Xia Houjie just kicked the iron plate..."

When Zhang Minghou saw this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, veins appeared on his palms, and he crushed the armrests of the chair!

As the master of a peak, he can still keep his composure.

But Xiahou Tang couldn't hold back his anger.

When he saw his biological brother being beaten to death by Qiu Wuji, he was filled with anger. Coupled with the resentment he had accumulated before, it exploded at this moment.

I saw Xia Houtang stepping on the railing, jumping down, and landing in front of Xia Houjie.

He touched Xia Houjie's neck behind his back and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was still breathing.

But immediately, he discovered that his brother had many broken bones all over his body and his face was deformed.

The internal organs suffered varying degrees of internal injuries.

It hasn't been a month, and I definitely won't be able to get out of bed.

If the recovery is not good, it may affect future practice.

Xiahou Tang turned to look at Qiu Wuji, his eyes cold and cold.

"Autumn is boundless!"

"In a competition with fellow sects, you attacked so harshly and completely ignored the sect's rules. Today, I, Xiahou Tang, will teach you a lesson for the Law Enforcement Hall!"

"Haha, are you fighting? Fists and kicks have no eyes. Injuries are inevitable."

"Your brother ended up like this. After all, his skills are inferior to others."

"As for you, you are only a direct disciple of Baimufeng, and you are not qualified to replace the Law Enforcement Hall, let alone teach me a lesson!"

Qiu Wuji replied, his tone calm, but with strong penetrating power.

"Qiu Wuji, you have gone too far!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from the viewing platform.

Everyone looked around and found that Han Yuerou stood up and looked at Qiu Wuji with a frosty face.

"The saint can't stand it anymore!"

"Qiu Wuji will be in trouble now."

"In the martial arts competition, the losing side persists in fighting, and is beaten to the point of being seriously injured and comatose. It's not uncommon for Qiu Wuji to come to the rescue. This is bullying Qiu Wuji because he has no backer." Some disciples defended Qiu Wuji. .

"The competition between the sects is over, but you actually hit it so hard!"

"Sure enough, your naughty nature has not changed after ten years in Jingxin Lake!" Han Yuerou said coldly.

"Hahaha." Qiu Wuji laughed loudly, "Your Highness the Saint, this is not a holy peak. The person in charge of the Four Peaks has not spoken yet, so why are you here to join in the fun?"

Qiu Wuji's tone was extremely sinister, and Han Yuerou felt extremely uncomfortable after hearing it.

"presumptuous!"

"If you don't listen to my advice, then let me teach you what is the order of hierarchy!" Han Yuerou said coldly.

"There is no need for Her Majesty the Saint to take action, just leave it to me!" Xiahou Tang replied.

When Ye Mo saw this, he stopped talking.

Because he received the look from the peak master on the viewing platform.

It means don't let yourself get involved in this matter.

Qiu Wuji is not his disciple, so Song You and others naturally don't want to care about him.

Moreover, they are also happy to watch the show.

The eldest disciple of Baimu Peak faced off against Qiu Wuji, who was always black.

Who is better?

They were looking forward to it.

As for this battle talisman not complying with the rules?

It doesn't matter.

Rules are made by people.

None of his principals said anything, so naturally the others wouldn't say anything.

This matter should be treated as a conflict between the juniors and resolved through a martial arts competition.

However, Yang Pinglong couldn't sit still.

He frowned and was about to leave when Zhang Minghou said: "Master Yang Peak, your Ziyun Peak disciple is so cruel, you should give me an explanation."

"No one is dead, just seriously injured and unconscious. This happens too often. Why can't it be your disciple's turn?"

"Besides, in the martial arts competition, fists and feet have no eyes. Your disciple's skills are not as good as others. What do you need me to say to you?" Yang Pinglong asked.

Just when Yang Pinglong wanted to continue speaking, neat exclamations suddenly came from below.

Because Qiu Wuji suddenly took action!

This situation caught everyone by surprise.

"This kid!" Yang Pinglong's expression suddenly changed.

He was just about to come out to rescue him, but he didn't expect Qiu Wuji to be the first to attack. He was like a berserk and started fighting at the slightest disagreement!

"Crazy, this Qiu Wuji is crazy!"

"Holy shit, it's so crazy!"

"This is a fight with Xiahou Tang, who is a strong man in the soul refining realm!"

"Qiu Wuji is not bad either. His combat power is obviously comparable to that of the Soul Refining Realm!"

"It's a feast for the eyes today."

"What Qiu Wuji? This is Kuang Wuji!"

All the disciples showed surprise.

But they didn't know why, but they were extremely excited.

Perhaps, Qiu Wuji's behavior awakened the passion deep in their hearts.

Let them vaguely see themselves in their youthful fantasies.

Faced with the double oppression from the Saintess and the direct disciple of Baimufeng, he actually dared to take the initiative to attack.

This autumn is simply, Thai pants are hot!

"Fuck, no matter whether Qiu Wuji wins or loses today, he will be my idol from now on!"

"The main show is next. Xia Houjie lost too quickly. He was basically crushed when facing Qiu Wuji. I wonder if his brother can defeat Qiu Wuji?"

Many disciples’ eyes were full of expectations.

Yang Pinglong on the viewing platform could only choose to sit down. This was Qiu Wuji's choice, and he couldn't stop him.

In this case, just calm down and watch this battle.

Although Xiahou Tang is strong, with the strength Qiu Wuji has shown now, he may not lose.

"A gentleman will do nothing if he doesn't move, but if he moves he will make a big impact!"

"A young man who is not arrogant, what a wonderful autumn!" Bai Xiuxiu admired in her heart, recalling her young self.

"Is this guy so crazy, or is he sure of winning?"

Jiang Lindai frowned slightly, then relaxed her eyebrows and watched the battle calmly.

"Qiu Wuji is so arrogant and dares to take the initiative. How can he defeat Xiahou Tang?" Han Yuerou snorted coldly and sat down.

At this time, Qiu Wuji was rushing towards Xiahou Tang. His movements were as fast as a cheetah, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

"Xiahou Tang, it's time to settle the score between us!"