The system is making a fuss, and the skills are automatically cultivated

At the same time, as the Xiantian Body Refining Technique was cultivated to the peak of the transformation realm, the pain of the surrounding wind scraping the flesh disappeared instantly!

Qin Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Unexpectedly, in such a desperate situation, the internal skills began to break through one after another.

Qin Yu pulled his feet out of the martial arts stage.

The surging spiritual energy surged from the dantian to the soles of his feet, tightly adhering to the ground.

Then, as the swimming step was launched, a residual image was instantly left in place.

And Qin Yu's figure disappeared!

And Qin Mu, who was outside the tornado, suddenly changed his face and looked up at the top of his head.

I saw that Qin Yu had passed through the tornado and appeared above his head without knowing when.

"Barbarian Bull Fist!"

As Qin Yu punched out, a strong semi-solid barbarian bull phantom shot out from his fist, stepping on the void and rushing towards Qin Mu!

"Qingfeng Jue!"

Qin Mu hurriedly slashed out a few wind blades.

But the wind blades hit the phantom of the barbarian bull, and it only made the barbarian bull tremble a few times.

"Boom!"

The bull hit Qin Mu's chest.

Qin Mu flew backwards, with a stream of blood gushing out of his mouth!

When he flew to the edge of the martial arts arena, Qin Mu forced himself to breathe, stepped on the breeze in the air, and landed on the edge of the martial arts arena.

He gritted his teeth and took out the folding fan, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

Everyone in the martial arts arena thought that Qin Mu had suppressed Qin Yu, and victory was only a matter of time.

Unexpectedly, Qin Mu's figure rushed out of the tornado and strangled Qin Mu with one punch!

This reversal was too sudden, and everyone was a little slow to react.

The expressions of the ministers in the stands were even more exciting.

The old prince, who was sitting leisurely on the wooden chair, stood up suddenly, with a look of shock in his eyes.

"How is it possible!"

"Mu'er has practiced the Qingfeng Jue for ten years and has already reached the peak!"

"How could he be defeated by the most ordinary Bull Fist?!"

Lin Zai's eyes were full of surprise:

"Could it be..."

"Has the Sixth Prince's boxing reached the state of perfection?"

The general on the side also stared with his eyes wide open, and for the first time, he showed a shocked expression on his face.

"Impossible!"

"No matter how simple a martial art is, it is almost impossible to practice it to the state of perfection without decades!"

"Although the Bull Fist is a basic martial art, it is very difficult to improve it because of this!"

"It took me twenty years to practice it to the peak!"

"But how long has the Sixth Prince practiced it?!"

The ministers around were also discussing it.

"Could it be that the Sixth Prince's perception of boxing has reached the master level?!"

At this time, on the stands.

Qin Mu gritted his teeth, with unwillingness on his face.

He was several levels higher than Qin Yu, but he was knocked away by his punch!

This was unacceptable to the proud Qin Mu.

"Sixth Prince! If you can take this move from me! I, Qin Mu, surrender directly!"

Qin Mu said, taking a deep breath.

He began to mobilize all the spiritual energy in his body.

Gradually, a strong wind blew around Qin Mu!

Qin Mu's figure slowly floated in the air! The strong wind wrapped around him, like a god controlling the strong wind!

He waved the folding fan in his hand fiercely! He roared:

"Qingfeng Jue! Fifth level!"

"Wind Kill!"

As the folding fan was fanned, the strong wind condensed into dozens of phantoms!

These phantoms were in the shape of swords and knives, rushing towards Qin Yu from the air!

As this move condensed, Qin Mu's face turned visibly pale.

Now, there was very little spiritual energy left in his body!

Seeing the shadow of the sword that was locking the space in front of him, Qin Yu took a deep breath.

The rusty sword in his hand was slowly raised.

The four little dragons in his body began to swim rapidly.

"Mountain and River Sword Art!"

"Third level!"

"Long sword energy!"

A long rainbow of sword energy flew out from the rusty sword!

It flew towards Qin Mu, and the phantoms of swords and knives along the way were slightly touched! They shattered one after another!

In the end, the long rainbow brushed Qin Mu's neck, and then flashed by!

And the remaining phantoms of swords and knives also tore Qin Yu's body apart.

But Qin Yu's body gradually twisted and soon faded.

This was not Qin Yu's flesh!

It was the afterimage left after the peak of the Gale Step!

"Qin Mu."

"You lost."

Hearing the voice, Qin Mu turned around in a daze.

I saw the rusty sword wrapped in black cloth against my neck.

And the bloodstains left on the neck that was brushed by the long rainbow were faintly painful.

Qin Mu, with a pale face, opened his mouth and shook his head helplessly for a moment:

"The Sixth Prince is really a monster."

"Qin Mu admits defeat."

As Qin Mu said this, the whole martial arts arena burst into thunderous cheers!

"Qin Mu lost! The Sixth Prince won!"

"Oh my God, is this a dream?"

"The Sixth Prince, who has always been said to be a waste, actually defeated Qin Mu, who is at the second level of Tongxuan!"

"The Sixth Prince is unparalleled in martial arts! He is the bravest of all!"

The whole martial arts arena was cheering for Qin Yu.

Jiang Chengwu leaned on his spear, with surprise in his eyes.

Qin Ying's cold face showed a hint of smile.

Lin Ke'er looked at the young man carrying the rusty sword on the stage with a responsible look, and she kept regretting in her heart.

Qin Chuan was hiding in the distance at this time, constantly praying that the meeting would end quickly.

Qin Yu is no longer the same as before, and he is not someone he can provoke in the future.

The methods he used to treat him in the past will probably be retaliated by the other party one by one.

He was eager to leave Qin Yu's surroundings and hide himself.

At this time, on the martial arts stage.

Qin Yu was relieved when he heard the cheers from all around.

He put the rusty sword on the ground and leaned against the sword slightly.

At this time, Qin Yu's spiritual energy was almost gone.

Although the Gale Step and the Bull Fist had reached the peak of the transformation realm and their power had increased.

But the consumption of spiritual energy to perform the afterimage and condense the Bull's phantom was extremely terrifying.

Especially the third level of the Mountain and River Sword Art, after performing it, the spiritual energy in Qin Yu's veins was actually vacuumed for a moment!

But fortunately, he won Qin Mu in the end.

At this moment, a hearty laugh spread throughout the martial arts arena.

Qin Yu looked up.

I saw Qin Huang standing up with a smile on his face!

He put his hands behind his back and looked at Qin Yu with great pride in his eyes!

"I didn't expect that among my sons, there would be such a stunning genius!"

"I am very happy today!"

"Pass the order down, in my Great Qin Dynasty! Three days of celebration!"

"All restaurants and accommodations will be open within three days, welcoming the world! All expenses will be paid by me!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole martial arts arena was in an uproar.

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

Everyone in the martial arts arena was cheering.

Qin Yu's expression was a little cold.

Even looking at the happy Emperor Qin, there was not much emotion in his eyes.

After all, he had not met this father many times, and he did not have much affection.

And when he and Concubine Shu were suffering, he never cared about the two.

This kind of joy now is just because of the talent he showed.

In the stands, Emperor Qin smiled and waved his hand:

"Yu'er, come to me."