Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Won?

Watching Ai Changyuan slowly falling to the ground, Wang Qi had a strange sense of unreality.

He was not sure of winning against Ai Changyuan.

After a full-strength slash, he was even prepared to face a fierce counterattack.

In the end, I... won? "Haha..." Wang Qi couldn't help but laughed out loud on the spot. He swung his long sword casually, pointing the tip of the sword at Ai Changyuan: "I won, what an interesting duel!"

Zhen Chanzi couldn't help but complain: "... You kid, do you have to say this every time you beat a guy who can be considered a strong enemy?"

Ai Changyuan leaned on the restriction on the side of the field, and temporarily had no strength to get up. The formation restriction offset Wang Qi's slash at the last moment, and Ai Changyuan was wearing a low-level robe, so he was not injured. After hearing Wang Qi's words, the rebellious genius boy's chest twitched first, and then burst into a burst of intermittent laughter: "Hahaha...hahaha...indeed, it's very interesting...cough cough..."

Wang Qi closed his eyes, leaned his long sword on the ground, and smiled without saying a word.

"Heavenly Song Line...haha, compared with the Great Elephant Phase Wave Power and the Heavenly Entropy Art, your cultivation in Heavenly Song Line is obviously far behind. But the last move was actually Heavenly Song Line. The last move was really wonderful..."

Wang Qi's last knife was actually stimulated by the power of Heavenly Song Line. He had long stopped practicing Heavenly Song Line, and the total amount of electromagnetic Heavenly Song power in his body was not even one tenth of Wu Shiqin's. Since the September monthly test, Wang Qi rarely used Heavenly Song Line to hurt the enemy. Even his classmates in Xinyue Xianyuan would subconsciously ignore that this guy actually knew this Kaitian Four Spirits Heart Method.

This is a perfect disguise.

This is a perfect disguise.

Wang Qi's last ten knives were all chopped according to Riemann geometry. "You can't make a straight line parallel to a known straight line through a point outside the straight line." This is the basis of Riemann geometry. The nine swords Wang Qi chopped in front of him intersected each other and perfectly connected into one. The last sword coordinated the previous nine swords according to the essence of the Leiyin Hexian sword technique, so that the peaks of the previous nine electromagnetic wave-like sword energy overlapped, and a transient electromagnetic field was simulated to form an electromagnetic pulse.

Compared with ordinary electromagnetic wave magic power, this sword energy pulse is faster and more powerful.

Among the four basic forces, electromagnetic force and gravity have not yet been unified. Facing electromagnetic magic power, Ai Changyuan did not have a good defense, so he fell into Wang Qi's trap.

"But... ahem, I still have a forbidden move that I haven't used. Facing an opponent like you, using any of them makes me feel that I won unfairly. However, we will probably have another match in the unified test. I'll ask for advice then... ahem."

Wang Qi smiled slightly: "You're lucky, I only have one-tenth of my power left."

Ai Changyuan was stunned for a moment: "Uh, is there any magical power that can only be used when you have one-tenth of your power?"

"No, one-tenth of your power itself is a magical power."

And it is a powerful plug-in that has both blood lock and style.

Seeing Wang Qi's secretive expression, Ai Changyuan thought that it was a technique developed by the other party himself or a secret technique that he was unwilling to show to others as a killer, and he didn't ask any more questions, and smiled and said: "I will definitely see it in six months."

At this time, the restrictions around the venue were suddenly removed. Ai Changyuan's body tilted, but he was helped up by Lu Qianqian who had walked over earlier: "Changyuan, Changyuan, you, you, you seem to have lost!"

"I know. Don't make me sound like I'm dead."

"No, no, you actually lost! You actually lost!"

The two walked away like this. But until Ai Changyuan, who had finished the exam, left the square to find a place to rest, Wang Qi still didn't move.

And he still closed his eyes.

And he was leaning on a knife.

Very cool.

Mao Zimiao probably guessed Wang Qi's thoughts and found it a little funny. She walked over and pulled Wang Qi's sleeve: "Xiao Qi, go back meow!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Qi seemed to have no strength in his body, and was pulled towards the girl. Mao Zimiao was shocked: "Xiao Qi, are you injured? Don't force yourself meow!"

Wang Qi smiled and shook his head, put away the long knife and walked quickly out of the field.

The more Wang Qi did this, the more frightened the cat-eared girl felt. This funny guy is definitely capable of suppressing his blood flow just to save face!

The girl forcibly turned Wang Qi's head towards her: "Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you, meow!"

The boy seemed to be shy and tried his best to turn his face to the other side. This further confirmed Mao Zimiao's guess. If this guy with a face as thick as the corner of the city wall would not act so shyly? The girl fixed Wang Qi's head more firmly: "Tell me, where do you feel uncomfortable now, and then come with me to find Senior Sister Ai, meow!"

Wang Qi shook his head and struggled desperately, looking panicked. Mao Zimiao sighed: "I want you to see a doctor, not to die, meow, is it so difficult?"

Finally, Wang Qi showed an expression of giving up, opened his mouth, and let out a long sigh from the inside of his body.

"Ugh——————"

Then, Mao Zimiao, who was covered with vomit, let out a mournful cry: "Meow!"

Ahem, probably everyone has forgotten that Wang Daxueba's biggest weakness at present is seasickness.

Fighting Ai Changyuan, who manipulates gravity, is like being thrown on a roller coaster, constantly enduring the pain of abnormal gravity and the world hanging upside down.

For Wang Qi, the side effect of this Wanxiang Tianyin is even more terrifying than the Tiantan Palm!

If he continued to fight in that state, Wang Qi, who was dizzy and nauseous and had only one-tenth of his strength left, would definitely destroy both his own and Ai Changyuan's prestige at the same time - in a sense, Wang Qi with one-tenth of his strength was indeed not easy to mess with.

Ai Qinglan looked at this with contempt. She looked at Wang Qi, who collapsed to the ground after vomiting like a dead dog, with his hands and feet occasionally twitching, and said in a bad tone: "Is this the reason why you soaked a girl with body fluids in public?"

"Senior sister, you actually understand it very well, right... In addition, in the theory of living beings, the digestive tract is strictly outside the body, and gastric juice, saliva, etc. are all external solutions, not body fluids..."

Wang Qi weakly complained in retaliation.

"Oh my, you actually want to discuss the Dao with me, a true disciple of Tianlingling, and the Dao of living beings. Junior brother, you are very courageous!"

"I didn't want to discuss the Dao..."

"As to whether gastric juice is body fluid, Tiansheng Peak and Lingshou Mountain have different opinions! One group believes that the digestive cavity belongs to the outside of the body, so gastric juice is an external solution. The other group believes that gastric juice is a secretion of the stomach and belongs to extracellular fluid, so it is also a component of body fluid!"

"Is this important..."

Ai Qinglan shook her head regretfully: "Because it is not important, no one comes to study this, so it has not been decided until now!"

Wang Qi pressed his temple hard: "Let's not talk about the issue of body fluids for the time being-how is the martial arts test going now?"