Chapter 203 (2/2)

The leader of Linghu hall stood up from the stone steps and announced that his voice floated in the field, which suddenly made the people present a little blood boiling.

However, an outsider who has just broken through the realm of xuandao 9 wants to challenge the three strong sects at one go. The result of such a shocking challenge is completely predictable.

”Ha ha, among the three, my cultivation is the lowest. Let me fight you first.”

Linghu hall leader's voice just fell, and it was on the list of external disciples. Fengwen, who ranked No. 11, jumped lightly and came to Qin Yi with a strong breath.

At the moment, he felt that he couldn't wait. Now this shocking challenge has almost attracted the attention of everyone in zongmen. If he defeated Qin Yi with absolute strength, it would be a very beautiful thing.

He will be the first to jump out. It is also out of this idea. This is an opportunity to make a good scene. He must take advantage of it.

”The enemy of the four styles.”

Gently shake his head, light words, slowly spit out from Qin Yi's mouth.

Qin Yi's voice was not big, even quite gentle, without any emotional fluctuation, but it lingered in the ears of the people present for a long time.

Enemy of the four!

”It's really a mortal, arrogant!”

The immortal worshipping immortal on the stone steps shook his head with disdain after a little surprise.

”It's as arrogant as the entry-level assessment potential test. Hum, I'm so angry.”

Xi Xuaner, one of the inner disciples, obviously remembered the scene during the potential assessment that day and couldn't help humming angrily. Many other disciples also showed some disdain after returning to God.

”The enemy of the four styles”? Talk big! ”

The corners of Feng Wen's mouth jerked violently. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to have a good scenery. Who would think that Qin Yi only allowed him four styles!

The huge contrast before and after this made Feng Wen be stunned. In his chest, he was burning fury.

The next moment, a strong breath came out of his body and rushed towards Qin Yi.

”Wonderful cloud style!”

Feng Wen's body method is very wonderful. He moves from left to right. His wonderful cloud style is actually the combination of fist and palm. In an instant, he is fighting with Qin Yi.

Miaoyun style is a set of patriarchal martial arts. It is higher than xuandao martial arts in both moves and momentum.

In the face of Fengwen's crazy attack, Qin Yi was not alarmed. It was not the first time for him to face the patriarchal strongman. He calmly displayed Lingfeng palm, which had just been cultivated for four times.

”The first move of Lingfeng palm - Magic wind move!”

As Qin Yi played this one, the whole field was suddenly ravaged by a strong wind, which formed huge blades and cleaved out towards Fengwen.

Looking at the wanton pieces of wind blades, sitting in the inner gate pastoral field, his face suddenly stiffened. Immediately, a touch of ruthlessness appeared on his dull face.

”This boy, he has practiced Lingfeng palm four times...”

Makita shook his fist.

Last time when he was in Tianxing mansion, he had a duel with Qin Yi on Lingfeng palm. His cultivation of Lingfeng palm was twofold. He thought it was enough to defeat Qin Yi. Who would think that Qin Yi's Lingfeng palm was in the first half of his cultivation, and always suppressed him.

After entering the magic trace, Makita secretly practiced ”Lingfeng palm”. Now, his ”Lingfeng palm” has finally reached half step and quadruple. As a result, Qin Yi's ”Lingfeng palm” has reached quadruple and left him behind again.

”Younger martial brother Qin, I must surpass you in Lingfeng palm!”

Makita was ruthless.

Everyone present was secretly surprised to feel the sharpness of Qin Yi's Lingfeng palm. However, they were relieved to think that Qin Yi lost nine bronze men in a row at the beginning of the entry examination.

On the challenge field, although the wonderful cloud style of Fengwen is powerful and gives people a deep and unpredictable feeling, Qin Yi always calmly meets the challenge and gives full play to Lingfeng palm.

He not only has experienced many battles, but also can enter the ethereal state created by his left hand at will. No matter how mysterious Fengwen's moves are, it is so clear in Qin Yi's eyes.

”The second move of Lingfeng palm - Magic rain move!”

”The third move of Lingfeng palm - Magic thunder!”

”The fourth move of Lingfeng palm - disillusionment!”

There was no accident. When Qin Yi played out Lingfeng palm in the final disillusionment, the huge gray palm fiercely split Fengwen one by one and fell to the ground.

”You lost!”

Qin Yi stood proudly in the field. His tall and straight body like a javelin seemed to blend with the natural avenue without any flaws. The whole person became a part of heaven and earth.