Xiao Rufeng died, and Qin Ze entered the final round, facing Zhao Kong.
He is only one step away from winning the championship.
However, now that Xiao Rufeng is dead, the anger in Qin Ze's heart has also dissipated. In the final round, he doesn't want to risk his life. He doesn't even bother to think about the title of the number one genius in Qinghe City. Whoever wants it can have it. Anyway, he is not interested in this at all. A tall tree catches much wind.
The arena was cleared, and Xiao Lie's eyes were like fire, and the intense hatred seed to burn Qin Ze to ashes.
However, Qin Zhantian has also been secretly on guard, worried that Xiao Lie would lose his mind in anger and attack Qin Ze. Who could bear the pain of losing a child?
Qin Ze is only one step away from winning the championship. Qin Zhantian must protect his safety. As long as Qin Ze wins, his position in the family will be more stable. At least, it will prevent those restless elders from finding an excuse to force him to step down.
As long as he is given ti, it won't be long before no one in the Qin family will be dissatisfied with him anymore.
As the youngest patriarch of the Qin family, how could he not have so ans?
On the arena, Qin Ze was calm and looked at Zhao Kong.
Zhao Kong narrowed his eyes, like a fox showing its true colors, with a faint smile on his face, looking at Qin Ze indifferently. The fists were already filled with fiery red qi, thin and steaming in the hot sun.
Crimson qi?
"Did Old Man Zhao teach him the 'Red Fla Sutra'?" Qin Zhantian was greatly shocked and imdiately looked at Zhao Wudi, his face changed, and he sighed fiercely in his heart: "It seems that Qin Ze has no hope."
Among the four major families in Qinghe City, why is the Zhao family the number one family?
A major reason is because of the 'Red Fla Sutra', which is a golden-level cultivation thod. It is the only golden-level cultivation thod in Qinghe City that surpasses the top-level. It was obtained by chance by the ancestors of the Zhao family in a mountain cave. The qi released by those who cultivate it is crimson, with a strong fla aura. The released qi is extrely hot, like the flas spewed by a fire dragon, making it difficult to approach, and when integrated into other cultivation thods, the increased damage is doubled.
Zhao Wudi has red eyebrows and red hair precisely because he has cultivated the 'Red Fla Sutra' and has reached the supre realm. Although Zhao Kong is far from reaching Zhao Wudi's realm, he can release crimson qi, and his strength has reached the peak of the Dynamic Realm.
The peerless genius hidden by the Zhao family for so many years has finally erged.
So family elders whispered and discussed among themselves. Originally, they all thought that Qin Ze would win the championship. Now, no one thinks Qin Ze will win.
Zhao Wudi, like an old fox, narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his face grew thicker. He is determined to win this family invitational tournant.
"Your luck is really bad. I was originally going to deal with Xiao Rufeng. Unfortunately, he died. Now I have to fight you." Zhao Kong calmly said. In his eyes, Qin Ze was like a dead man.
"Don't worry, I'll be lenient."
"However, I still have toabolish your cultivation."
"After all, your existence is a considerable threat to the Zhao family."
Zhao Kong crossed his crimson fists coldly, and then countless fists burst out suddenly, with nurous phantoms constantlysuperposition , and the hot aura also rose, as if being at the mouth of a volcano.
The intense aura, the inhalation and exhalation were nearly perfect, and the body undulated steadily like a mountain. Only those with strong self-confidence could achieve this. It seems that this Zhao Kong is indeed deeply hidden.
Qin Ze confird this and beca cautious. Looking at the nurous fist shadows he conjured, he imdiately thought of the 'Illusionary God Palm', but he couldn't see any falsehood. All the fist shadows seed real.
"Kill him..."
Zhao Jiannan shouted loudly from the stage, his eyes revealing excitent, and he laughed wildly. Under the Fiery Red Fist, who could survive?
Zhao Kong was unwilling to waste more words. He gave a heavy swing of his fists, dragging them behind him. The countless fist shadows around him constantly changed positions, covering 128 dead angles of Qin Ze.
This punch was impossible to dodge.
Reluctantly, Qin Ze had already accelerated backward, trying to avoid the sharp edge. But no matter where he hid, the fist shadows followed, and the hot aura beca increasingly intense. Qin Ze's clothes were soaked through, and he was sweating profusely.
"Damn it, do you have to use the ultimate move right from the start?"
Qin Ze cursed inwardly. Looking at Zhao Kong approaching step by step, his eyes suddenly widened, and a dragon's roar descended from the sky instantly, "Boom..."
The ancient dragon surged out, and the ancient giant elephant trampled over.
The two forces interwove, condensed, and shook the heavens and the earth, directly scattering all the fist shadows in the void. The intense hot aura instantly dissipated, and there were bursts of cracking sounds in the air.
Zhao Kong's expression changed, but he was not in a hurry. He quickly retreated, and the crimson flas beca even stronger. With a punch towards the sky, he shouted solemnly, "Red Fla Soaring to the Sky!"
In an instant, Zhao Kong's entire body was like flas, and his qi exploded and grew frantically...
As soon as the words fell, his body disappeared.
Qin Ze was stunned. He only felt a mass of hot air descending from above and imdiately controlled it. The remaining power of the Dragon and Elephant Mystic Void Sutra struggled to et it...
"Boom!"
The sky was bright red, as enchanting as blood.
On the arena, the bluestone-paved platform under Qin Ze's feet was rapidly cracking. The cracking sounds exploded in everyone's ears. Disciples with lower strength were directly stunned. So family elders instantly activated their qi to resist the incoming aura.
The collision of the two qi forces released a very powerful shockwave.
The ripple-like shockwaves spread out, one ring after another, like a long string of ripples.
On the arena, the dust dissipated. Qin Ze's feet were all powder. His face was pale, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He stared coldly at one place, "Damn it. The qi of a Dynamic Level 8 is so powerful. It's terrifying."
In another place, Zhao Kong's clothes were tattered, revealing a spirit armor surrounded by spiritual energy on his chest. However, his face showed a proud expression. Compared to Qin Ze, his injuries were much lighter.
"Armor spirit weapon?"
"Zhao Wudi, what do you an by this?"
Qin Zhantian jumped up in anger and pointed at Zhao Wudi's nose and scolded.
"Humph." Zhao Wudi gave a cold snort and then laughed wildly, "I just awarded the prize to the champion in advance."
"Old Ghost Zhao, you are going too far, aren't you? Before the competition ends, Zhao Kong has already received the reward. Where is the fairness and the rules of the competition?" The patriarch of the Liu family also stood up.
The reward for this competition was a spirit weapon. Only the patriarchs of the four major families knew what it was. The one worn by Zhao Kong was the reward of the competition, a dium-grade spirit armor that could protect the heart ridian andunload three layers of qi attacks. It could be said to be a top-grade among dium-grade spirit weapons.
It has an absolute advantage when competing with soone of the sa strength.
"Fairness? Rules?" Zhao Wudi suddenly rose into the air, and his fiery red hair scattered in all directions, like an ancient troll. Without any scruples, he shouted loudly, "I am fairness, I am the rules..."
At the seventh level of Tempering Gang, no one in Qinghe City is his opponent.
Suddenly, the square was extrely oppressive. The intense and hot montum and the strong oppressive force. Even Qin Zhantian at the Tempering Gang Realm could only resist with qi and dared not say another word.
What is domineering? What is arrogance?
Suddenly, there was a burst of growth in the depth of Qin Ze's eyebrows. At this mont, his body and mind underwent a sudden transformation. The aura and law gates that he comprehended during the half-month of killing and slaying tens of thousands of enemies quietly opened. At this mont, Qin Ze seed to step into another world, an extrely quiet world, a world that only he could control.
At this ti, the system voice sounded, "Congratulations to player 'Qin Ze' for comprehending the law of aura..."
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