The invincible Xiaoqiang became a god through dual cultivation

Luo Jing'er's competition ended too quickly, and Qiu Feng had to wait for a while.

Mulan, Baiqing, Luo Jing'er and Yu'er returned to Tianxiang Valley's camp. Qiu Feng went to prepare under the ring alone. The sisters from Wuyou Pavilion also slowly moved to the ring here.

"Jing'er, I think Fengwu Jiutian is so beautiful, and its power is also terrifying."

"Hmph! I only used six of my powers, and he can't bear it at all."

"Sister, I also want to use Fengwu Jiutian." Bai Qing looked at Mu Lan eagerly.

"No, Sister Qingqing will punish us."

The two people looked sad, which made the disciples of Tianxiang Valley feel very distressed. They didn't know what happened to them. Some of the sisters gave them jelly beans to make them happy.

Qiu Feng's side was finally about to start. Mulan, Baiqing, Luo Jing'er and Yu'er ran over again. They were sitting on the ground, still discussing how to use Fengwu Jiutian.

He didn't care about Qiu Feng's martial arts competition at all, since no one else could beat him to death.

A disciple of the Xuanming Sect is a long-established master named Cheng Zhi, who has nine levels of foundation building. He was ranked as high as thirteenth on the Zhenwu Continent's rankings. He was also the sixteenth to climb to the top of the Gravity Trial Tower.

"Senior Brother Chengzhi, this guy is thick-skinned, don't get close to him."

"Senior Brother Chengzhi, don't be merciful and make a quick decision."

By now, many people know about Qiu Feng and know that he is difficult to deal with.

Cheng Zhi also made a lot of preparations. After research, he also felt that Qiu Feng won by resisting beatings, so he was still full of confidence.

He arrived at the ring early, smiled and greeted the fans in the audience, looking a little proud of himself.

Lai Jiuxiao has high hopes for this competition. They also have a disciple in the Qi refining stage participating in the fight for the top sixteen, but the certainty is not as high as that of Cheng Zhi.

Qiu Feng walked onto the ring unhurriedly, greeted the audience and the referee, then sat in his corner and closed his eyes to rest.

"Senior Brother Chengzhi is stable this time. You can see that boy is very scared."

"Senior Brother Chengzhi has always been known for his stability, but this guy just has some brute strength."

"That makes sense. That kid is just lucky. His opponents were careless in the previous matches."

The Xuanming Sect disciples also have high hopes for Cheng Zhi. Since the start of the competition, they have suffered too many blows and have restrained themselves a lot. They are not as arrogant as before.

Qiu Feng thought for a long time and decided that it was best not to use the Purple Immortal Eyes first. After this competition, he would definitely face the pursuit of Xuan Ming Sect. They would definitely send a small number of masters to attack secretly at the beginning.

After the competition began, Qiu Feng used the long whip to deal with Cheng Zhi.

Cheng Zhi is indeed very stable. He is not in a hurry for success, but uses his footwork to move around and look for Qiu Feng's flaws.

He also hit Qiu Feng three times, and Qiu Feng only hit him once, neither of them hurt their vitals.

"Does this kid really have no skills?"

Many people thought that Qiu Feng was showing off in the past, deliberately not using his skills, and deliberately humiliating his opponents.

But today I have been fighting with Cheng Zhi for half an hour, and he still fights randomly, attacking at whatever convenience is convenient, without any rules.

Including Cheng Zhi, he also thinks so. Qiu Feng has not changed his moves for a long time, but he is more cautious, just in case Qiu Feng is holding back his big move.

When the two of us are on top, you hit yours and I hit mine. Most of the time, they are hitting the air.

Almost an hour passed, and the two sides collided once. This martial arts showdown was dull and lackluster, making people feel sleepy after watching it.

Cheng Zhi also kept his composure. He wandered outside and occasionally attacked, but was whipped by Qiu Feng. He also discovered that this whip can attack the soul.

Qiu Feng even refused to attack. If you hit me, I would take action. If you didn't hit me, I wouldn't even swing the whip.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed.

The referee became anxious and called a timeout, asking both players to take the initiative to attack, not to wait passively, and not to always take action passively.

The competition started again, and Qiu Feng took the initiative to seek changes. He started to take the initiative to attack, and he still fought with his life. In the eyes of others, he killed eight hundred enemies and lost one thousand.

But even if he kills five hundred or even two hundred enemies, Qiu Feng is actually not at a loss.

Seeing Qiu Feng's attack, Cheng Zhi thought that the opportunity had come. After dodging a whip, he attacked Qiu Feng fiercely. He did hit Qiu Feng's ten swords, but he himself was hit by Qiu Feng three times and was almost beaten by Qiu Feng. Maple entangled.

Qiu Feng ignored it and let go of the attack. After several confrontations, Cheng Zhi still couldn't hold on. His injuries continued to pile up, so he had to retreat, passively defend or dodge.

In this way, another situation formed in the arena, with Qiu Feng chasing behind and Cheng Zhi running non-stop.

Qiu Feng did not change his route. He would chase whatever route Cheng Zhi ran. If Cheng Zhi was a little slow, he would swing his whip and hit it, and occasionally he would hit.

Another hour passed, and Cheng Zhi was hit four times with a whip. His skin was torn apart, but it was only a superficial wound. It looked serious, but in fact it didn't have much impact.

"Hehe! You're so funny. My brother specializes in spanking people." Mulan laughed so hard that her branches trembled.

"That's right, he pinched my vagina that day. It was so annoying." Bai Qing also agreed.

"Hey! Fighting with me is what I want. I want to be called the King of Grinders in this battle." Qiu Feng was happy in his heart.

"Don't you fucking know how to take a shortcut to intercept me?"

"Boy, if you change the route, he won't be able to escape."

Many other sect disciples who hated Xuanming Sect were so anxious that they almost vomited blood when they saw that Qiu Feng was unreasonable at all.

Mulan looked bored and took out a large bag of pine nuts. Bai Qing, Luo Jing'er and Yu'er all sat around her. They ate pine nuts and occasionally looked up at their brother.

In the arena, there is often a situation where Cheng Zhi is immersed in running, while Qiu Feng is immersed in chasing. Moreover, the running route is very fixed, as if there is a tacit understanding.

Another two hours passed, and it was already dark. If the fight continued like this, the fight might not be finished tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Many people left the square, and the duels in other arenas also ended early.

Qiu Feng chased him like this. Occasionally, Cheng Zhi would turn around and attack, and Qiu Feng could hit him.

The further Cheng Zhi ran, the colder his heart became. He was clearly stabbed, but Qiu Feng was still unscathed in the end.

Cheng Zhi's shoulders, back, and mainly buttocks had several deep blood marks.

Especially the buttocks, the robe was broken, and occasionally a piece of white was exposed.

Cheng Zhi was also anxious, it would be very detrimental to him if he continued like this.

Qiu Feng doesn't care at all. I can't beat you to death, I will wear you out, tire you out, and annoy you to death.

As time went by, Cheng Zhi's mental will began to waver, and he was hit more and more frequently.

Lai Jiuxiao had a premonition that Chengzhi was going to lose, or at least had no chance of winning. He was being chased and beaten, and it was impossible to fight back.

"I protest, I have doubts. It is meaningless to continue fighting like this. This is taking advantage of the rules and is not conducive to improving the overall cultivation level of the mainland." Lai Jiuxiao shouted.