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Chapter 302 Xiaobi starts!
Dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators who were watching the battle in the air, at this moment, many people started talking.

On a big yellow gourd, an old man with white beard and long hair stroked his beard with a kind smile on his face.

Zhang Qiyuan, "Zhang Yan is worthy of being one of the ten geniuses of our Zhang family. It seems that he has improved a bit recently."

"Hehehe, Zhang Qiyuan, you old ghost, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The glamorous woman standing next to the flying sword covered her mouth and giggled, "As one of the foundation-building seeds of our Zhang family, isn't it normal to have such talent and strength?"

"After all, this is a genius who can comprehend the artistic conception during the Qi training period. It is normal to have superhuman strength and progress speed."

"This kid Zhang Yan came out of our Zhang family, he is also a genius!"

"That's really..." Zhang Qiyuan stroked his beard and laughed.

high platform

In their lively discussion, the ring competition continued.

Under the watchful eyes of Traversing Body and Zhang Yong, the competition in the NO.13 arena soon ended.

After looking through the body, he knew it was his turn, and after nodding with Zhang Yong, he walked towards the ring.

As he stepped into the ring, some people recognized him immediately.

"Isn't this Qingyang Sword's opponent in the last competition?"

"Yep!"

After the words fell, some people who were only familiar at first couldn't help showing a sudden look on their faces, and immediately recalled who he was.

Although this young man is unknown and not worth mentioning, Qingyang Sword is attracting everyone's attention. As his first opponent, he lost so badly that they couldn't remember it.

At the very least, they had a deep impression of the scene where the young man fell out of the ring in embarrassment, although they remembered it entirely because of the strength of the Qingyang Sword.

"Is he still coming to the competition this month?"

"Just one month, what improvement can be made?"

A monk around the arena shook his head, he didn't have any expectations for the next competition, and he basically expected what would happen.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for them to see another person in the NO.13 arena duel.

I saw that the other party was tall and straight, with a handsome face, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and looked a little immature.

"It's Zhang Wuming!"

Someone in the crowd recognized who it was.

"Zhang Wuming heard that he reached the fourth level of Qi training half a year ago. This cloud has no chance of winning at all. Last time he was at the second level of Qi training. How could he beat this Wuming?"

During the discussion, many onlookers did not have any expectations, as if they had foreseen the next ending.

Under the arena, Zhang Yong had some confidence in Zhang Yun at first, but now he couldn't help sighing, "Little brother Zhang Yun is really unlucky. He even encountered the fourth level of Qi training. I thought he could win a few games!"

Although he knows a little more than others, knowing that the little brother has reached the third level of Qi training, and even reached a small level of spiritual skills, but...

There is still a gap between these and the fourth level of Qi training!
In a word, it is very difficult for little brother Zhang Yun to win.

While many spectator monks are not optimistic about the time-traveling body, there are also some conversations going on in the arena at the moment.

Looking at the handsome Zhang Wuming, who looked eighteen or nineteen years old, he stared proudly at the opponent not far away.

He said proudly, "I advise you to be more sensible and admit defeat yourself. You are only on the second level of Qi training. Where did you get the courage to stand opposite me?!"

Having said that, Zhang Wuming said disdainfully, seeing that the boy still didn't move a bit, "It seems that you haven't realized the gap between us, so I'll let you take a look later."

At this time, the man who judged the competition glanced at them and asked, "Are you ready?"

The two nodded.

After getting their confirmation, he said, "Let's start the competition!"

After the words fell, Zhang Wuming took the lead with a look of arrogance and contempt on his face.

"Water Archery!"

A powerful blue water arrow condensed and shot towards the passing body in the next second.

Looking at the flying water arrow, Zhang Wuming's face was full of arrogance, as if he had seen the scene where the body was defeated by one blow, and the people around him exclaimed.

Thinking of this, he became excited.

However, just as he was imagining how the onlookers would exclaim after defeating this young man named Zhang Yun, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the water arrow that was shooting away was stopped halfway!

And what blocked the water arrow was also a similar water arrow.

This situation directly stunned him.

With his strength in the fourth level of Qi training, how could he be blocked by the water arrows from the second level of Qi training?!

Thinking of this, he sensed something in the next second and was stunned.

I saw that the aura emitted by the person in front of him didn't seem to be two layers of Qi training, but...

"Fourth layer of Qi training!"

"You have reached the fourth level of Qi training!"

Zhang Wuming let out an exclamation.

Not only him, many monks watching the battle at this time were also shocked.

Since it would be impolite to spy on others with their spiritual thoughts privately, they didn't use their spiritual thoughts to spy before the start.

Before the young man released his aura, they couldn't detect the young man's cultivation except what he might see in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

However, just when they didn't care, and even took it for granted that the other party must be at the second level of Qi training, the result...

The opponent is the fourth level of Qi training?!

"I remember he was still at the second level of Qi training last month. How did he get to the fourth level of Qi training in one month?"

"This young man should be a five-element miscellaneous spirit root, right?"

A famous monk around the ring had a face full of astonishment.

Not far from the arena, Zhang Yong opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief, "Little brother Zhang Yun's cultivation has actually been raised to the fourth floor?"

He was shocked.

There was a lot of discussion, and as the noisy voice drifted away, people who were looking at other rings couldn't help but look over.

After realizing what happened, they cast their gazes towards the ring, looking at the 15-year-old boy with surprise in their eyes.

Five Elements Miscellaneous Spiritual Roots, one month to upgrade from the second level of Qi training to the fourth level of Qi training?
Not to mention they were surprised, even several of the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sky cast curious gazes here.

At this time, on the ring, Zhang Wuming's face turned red. He thought of some words he said before, what made the young man in front of him admit defeat, and what he realized the gap between them.

If the boy only has the strength of the second level of Qi training, it is naturally nothing, and others will not think it is anything, but now the other party is also the fourth level of Qi training...

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to have noticed some mocking eyes from the crowd watching the battle.

At this moment, his face turned red and blue.

A few seconds later, looking at Zhang Yun who was not far away, he blushed and snorted coldly, "Hmph, so what if you are also on the fourth level of Qi training?"

"Don't think that I will lose to you. You must have just broken through to the fourth floor. I don't believe that I can't beat you even after breaking through for half a year!"

As he spoke, he pinched his hand with his right hand and used another shot of water archery.

Not far away, the transmigrator looked at the blue water arrow that was about to attack, not only did not feel a little flustered in his heart, but he was also thinking about how much strength he should display.

"Forget it, let's show the spirit technique, the artistic conception will not be used first, and the spirit technique will also need to be watered, so let's show the level of Xiaocheng."

Like the water archery technique that smashed Zhang Wuming not long ago, he performed it at an ordinary level.

After all, Spiritual Art and Artistic Conception are both hole cards, as long as they are enough, it is better not to expose them completely or not to expose them completely, and hiding them can also give the opponent a surprise.

Thinking of this, his right hand pinched the sword almost at the same time as Zhang Wuming.

The next moment, two water arrows appeared together, one in front and one behind, and under the deliberate control of the two, the two water arrows collided straight into each other!
One second before they collided, Zhang Wuming subconsciously showed some confidence.

"I've been practicing Qi for half a year, and I still can't beat you who just broke through?"

"I was able to resist it before, but I was afraid of killing you, so I haven't used my full strength yet!"

Thinking so sneeringly, he looked expectantly at the water arrows that were about to collide.

In the comparison of water archery, the competition will be judged immediately!
He was thinking about it here, and the many monks around the ring were also thinking about the same thing at this time.

Like Zhang Wuming, they also felt that Zhang Wuming's side should have the upper hand in this water arrow.

However, in the next second, the picture that appeared in their eyes shocked them again.

After the two water arrows collided straight together, I saw that Zhang Yun's water arrow broke through Zhang Wuming's water arrow like a bamboo!

And it seemed very relaxed, easy and effortless, not at all forced, not a slight upper hand but a complete crush!
How can it be!

what happened?
They were stunned here, and Zhang Wuming was also stunned on the ring, feeling unbelievable in his heart.

How is it possible, since they are all on the fourth level of Qi training, how could this guy's water arrows shatter his own water arrows so easily!
But there was no time for him to think, the next second the water arrow came, and he should be able to dodge it, but because of his stupefaction, he didn't react directly.

"what!"

Zhang Wuming let out a scream, and the water arrow shot out from his chest, splashing blood.

With a plop, he fell to the ground clutching the bloody hole in his chest, his face full of disbelief.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man who made the judgment hurriedly took out two white healing charms from the storage bag, and took pictures of the blood holes on Zhang Wuming's chest and back without saying a word.

Soon, I saw granulation squirming and intertwining on the two bleeding holes...

After a while, those two bloody holes healed up!
Of course, although Zhang Wuming's wound had healed, his face was still pale, obviously the injury was still not fully healed.

And at this moment, his expression was very sluggish, as if he couldn't believe that he lost like this?
Just when he was sluggish and many onlookers were stunned, a surprised voice suddenly came from high in the sky.

"Xiaocheng's water archery, interesting!"

The slightly old voice drifted slowly, and was clearly heard by thousands of people with sharp ears and eyes.

"what?"

"Xiaocheng's spiritual technique?"

At this moment, voices of shock and surprise sounded one after another.

"It's no wonder that Zhang Wuming lost, so it turns out that Xiaocheng's spirit technique..."

After understanding the reason, a monk looked at the transmigrating body in shock.

Xiaocheng's spiritual art!

This young man has actually practiced a small spiritual skill that few people have practiced!
How long has this guy been practicing?
And if they remember correctly, this guy only practiced the second level of Qi training last month, and this month not only has he reached the fourth level of Qi training, but he has also practiced spiritual skills to a small degree?
If the improvement of cultivation base can be explained by a good chance and encountering a spiritual object, then the understanding of spiritual art is different, and it can almost only rely on talent!

So, this boy has practiced spiritual skills to a small degree in one month?
Is this a monster?
After being stunned for a while, voices discussing the time-traveling body appeared one after another.

"This little brother is really a five-element miscellaneous spirit root?"

"He hasn't practiced for long, has he?"

While discussing and discussing, everyone realized belatedly that this young man named Zhang Yun seemed to have only practiced for two months?
In two months, he was able to raise his cultivation to the fourth level of Qi training, and his spiritual skills to the level of minor success?
A man in his late thirties sighed, "Let's not care about the five-element miscellaneous spirit roots, it's already amazing to be able to do this in two months. This kid is a little genius."

"Yeah, to be so powerful in two months, you can really be called a little genius."

"That's right, although it's not as good as Zhang Yan and other top ten geniuses, it's not bad..."

At this time, one of the onlookers couldn't help casting appreciative glances at the time-traveling body, and words of appreciation kept coming out.

As for the unfavorable words they said before the start of the competition, they have long been selectively forgotten at this moment.

what is that?
Did they say it?
on the ring.

Listening to that sentence, Zhang Wuming's face was dull, the arrogance on his face at the beginning had disappeared to nowhere, and now only daze and bewilderment remained.

A small success in spiritual art!

"how come……"

Is this guy a little genius?
Zhang Wuming couldn't believe it.

At the same time, thinking of what he said before, his face was blue and black.

He felt a little bit of resentment in his heart, if he had a small success in spiritual art, he should use it earlier, so that he wouldn't say those embarrassing things!
This gap is huge, if he had known early on, he would have admitted defeat very wisely!
He didn't want to lose face, he didn't want to see how powerful this young man is...

high in the air.

The gazes of dozens of monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm also cast their gazes on the body of the time-traveling body.

At the moment, they are also discussing him

"Spiritual skill is small, but I can be regarded as a little genius..."

Zhang Qiyuan on the yellow gourd stroked his white beard and praised him.

As he spoke, his eyes turned to a person, an old man with white beard in green clothes.

"Zhang Yuanqing, did you make a mistake when you tested the spirit root?"

"This little baby can barely be considered a little genius, is it really just a mixed spirit root of the five elements?"

The person he asked was obviously Elder Zhang Yuanqing who had tested the spiritual root of the time-traveling body.

Elder Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback when he heard the words.

(End of this chapter)