"Bang!"

One of Qin Yu's ribs could not withstand the pressure and had already cracked.

His face turned pale, and his whole body was filled with cold sweat. He felt that the sword intent was about to collapse. He was still standing there with no moment of bending just by relying on his tenacious will.

Tang Yi and the other four were like ants on a hot pan, anxious, but useless.

The true meaning of martial arts was not imposed on them, but judging from Qin Yu's gradually trembling body and the cold sweat that kept coming out, they could definitely not bear this kind of pressure.

Liu Qing was so anxious that she was about to cry. He wanted to persuade Qin Yu to give up, but she knew that this was impossible.

"Okay! Brother Beichen, let's stop here!"

The voice of the Golden Sword Master came from the void.

King Ning and Jin Jian Zun Envoy finally helped Qin Yu save the situation when his leg bone was about to break.

"Nephew, have you finished asking if you want to ask?" Ning Wang asked.

Murong Beichen snorted coldly and removed the pressure. Even if he was the number one genius on the Tiananmen List, King Ning and Jin Jian Zunzun had already spoken at the same time, he could only click to stop.

"Uncle Wang, Senior Brother Jin Jian, what I want to ask is already finished."

Murong Beichen glanced at the thin figure still standing straight below, with a complicated expression. A cold murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes. He was about to turn around and leave, but a low voice suddenly sounded.

"Slow down!"

When everyone heard this sound, it was unbelievable. Some people even thought that something was wrong with their ears because it was Qin Yu who made this sound!

A strange arc appeared on the corner of Murong Beichen's mouth. Could this kid be fighting with him? In his eyes, Qin Yu is no better than a mosquito.

"Bah!" Qin Yu looked at the golden figure in the air with cold eyes, "Are you interested in making a bet?"

"What bet?"

"I will challenge you on the list next year. If you win, I will destroy my cultivation on the spot! If I win by chance, I hope you will take back what you said to Ji Ling'er in front of everyone, and apologize to me in public!"

Murong Beichen laughed, a hint of ferociousness appeared on his face, and said in a cold voice: "I don't need you to lose your cultivation. I will break all the bones on you with my own hands! See if your bones are really so hard!"

"One word is certain!"

Qin Yu's face was calm and his eyes were cold.

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves!

Qin Yu actually wanted to challenge the four champions of the Tianlist, Murong Beichen, the best in the younger generation of Xiling Kingdom!

Moreover, it only takes one year!

"This kid, he is crazy! How could he defeat Prince Beichen in a year!"

"This is impossible! He is the peak of the cave Yuan realm, and he has not even entered the Shengang realm. Prince Beichen entered the middle stage of the Shengang realm last year. Moreover, he has already comprehended the true meaning of martial arts, and his true combat power is even comparable to that of the peak warrior of the Shengang realm!"

"Oh! He was originally a good genius. He was able to comprehend the half-step sword intent at the peak of the cave Yuan realm. In time, it was not impossible to surpass Prince Beichen. It's a pity that he was too reckless!"

"Yes, what can I do in a year? Besides, even if he has a stronger talent, will Prince Beichen not improve?"

"What a pity!"

...

Not only did all the audience think it was impossible, but even King Ning and the Nine Swords Envoy frowned, and they also thought it was a fantasy.

Just now, the two of them saved Qin Yu. On the one hand, Murong Beichen's approach was indeed a bit disrespectful. On the other hand, they also admired Qin Yu and thought he was a good genius. They could not stand it.

However, Qin Yu's actions just now reduced their favorability towards him.

Those who accomplish great things do not care about the trivialities, and gentlemen take revenge is not too late. They think that although Qin Yu has some talent, he acts too recklessly and is not tolerant enough, and it will be difficult to become generous in the end!

When everyone sighed, Qin Yu felt extremely calm.

What I said just now was naturally out of impulse, but who was not frivolous?

Qin Yu is less than eighteen years old, but at this age, he has experienced too much and has smoothed out many edges. If he doesn't even have this trace of frivolity, wouldn't life be a bit boring?

What's more, although he said this out of impulse, he did not regret it at all.

Murong Beichen is indeed like a towering mountain, bringing him heavy pressure, but without pressure, how can he get the motivation?

In the past, he only had a vague goal. He wanted to become stronger and go further, and to go out of Xiling Kingdom, Yunzhou, and southern Xinjiang, he was qualified to touch the secrets hidden deep in his mother's heart. But this time, his goal became very clear. Within a year, he would defeat the first person in the younger generation of Xiling Kingdom!

With a clear goal, his mind has even become clearer than before!

In the battle for the earth list, he must first win the first place and win the purple gold dragon bone pill. Moreover, when entering the ancient land of Shenmeng, he must have a better opportunity than others. After coming out, he has to put in a thousand times more effort, and even a little bit of opportunity, so he can complete the counterattack.

Every step of this is not allowed to make a slight mistake.

This time, he had no way out.

...

After Prince Beichen left, the game continued.

Qin Yu and Tang Yi continued to sit at the viewing table, but everyone's mind was no longer on the fighting stage, and they were all in a heavy mood.

Finally, it was time to wait until the first round ended.

Murong Bai, it was a pity that he ranked ninth in the group stage and missed the second round final. Like Liu Qing, he was eliminated.

Although he didn't have the chance to enter the field list, he seemed to have felt much more relaxed, as if he had let go of some kind of burden in his heart.

The first round of group stages, the eighteen groups have all ended. Tomorrow's game, the eighteen groups will draw lots in pairs, and each two groups will form a group to hold the finals. Among the sixteen people, the final eight will be ranked above the ground list, that is, to be qualified to enter the ancient land of Shenmeng.

The third day is the real qualifying match, which determines the final ranking of the place.

This time, many powerful characters emerged. In addition to the royal family, which has taken nearly half of the quota as always, many masters have also appeared in the people of the eight sects and nine clans. Moreover, they have begun to emerge and surpass the various geniuses of the royal family.

The "Double Demons" of Wanzhou Villa, Ding Yang, the little Taoist priest of Beishan Dao Sect, Ye Kong, the "Shura" of Luofu Sect, the ghost spirit of the Seven Evil Sect, Ye Feiyang of the Badao Sect, Zeng Rou of the Moon Palace, Wang Lihua of the "evil son" among the nine clans, Situ Haoyue, etc. They are almost all powerful figures who can compete with the top geniuses of the royal family. Of course, there are Qin Yu, Tang Yi and others of Lingyun Sect. The intensity of this battle for the local list has almost reached its peak in recent years.

In the group stage, the top eight who can qualify for the top eight have basically reached the qualification to be on the top list. However, the competition for the top list is cruel and the quota is limited. In the second round, half of the relatively weak people will still be eliminated.

However, for Qin Yu, who had understood the half-step sword intent, no one else was worth worrying. There was only one person in his eyes, and he was Murong Hai, the "gun dominating gun".
Chapter completed!