The challenge continued, and Qin Yu maintained an unbeaten record and made great progress. According to the rules of winning one point and losing one zero point, he already had nine points.

However, there is another person in the eighth group like him, who is also nine points, and this person is Hong Yue.

On the martial arts stage.

Hong Yue and Qin Yu stood opposite each other, and the burly Hong Yue changed his usual silly appearance and replaced it with a solemn face.

"You're very strong."

He spoke.

"You should be the one who is hidden the deepest among the outer disciples. You have reached the early stage of the Dongyuan Realm less than a year after entering the outer sect. I don't know if there is any in the history of Lingyun Sect, but as far as I know, you are the first one."

Qin Yu smiled bitterly. He had been in the sect for a short time and was too low-key in his practice, so he was mistaken for being hidden very deeply. In fact, he had never hidden it? Why should he hide it?

Staring at Hong Yue, Qin Yu smiled and said, "Everyone has different circumstances, but one thing, I think you misunderstood. If I am very weak, I will not be afraid of others knowing, because the strong will not come to trouble the weak; if I am strong enough, I will not be afraid of others knowing, because they are not my opponents at all. So, why should I deliberately hide my strength?"

Hong Yue's face changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. This kid is really competing against each other and showing his sharpness!

Taking a deep breath, Hong Yue grinned and said, "Since you and I are both fist and kicking skills, then please!"

After saying that, he stomped his right foot and pierced into the table like roots. He held his chest and pulled his back, sank his shoulders and elbows. A huge force surged in his body, like a dormant wild beast.

He must be a master of body refining!

This is Qin Yu’s first feeling.

Because he felt the powerful power fluctuations in Hong Yue's body, which were all experts in body refining, and Hong Yue could also feel the powerful physical strength of Qin Yu hidden under his weight!

Without any restraint, the Xuan-level intermediate martial art "Firelin Breaking Fist" was used, and Qin Yu rushed towards Hong Yue like a ball of fiery red flames. Similarly, Hong Yue roared, like a thunder thunder, and a palm slashed over...

Bang! Bang! Puff!

With the interweaving of fists and palms, Qin Yu's fisting technique was violent and fierce, forcing Hong Yue backwards repeatedly. Hong Yue's palm technique opened and closed, but he had a moderate level of advance and retreat.

Judging from the table, Hong Yue seemed to be beaten by Qin Yu, but Qin Yu, as the person involved, became more and more shocked!

His violent fist hit Hong Yue without any force, as if he hit a cotton. However, every time Hong Yue put out his palm, it seemed soft and weak, but as the force was released, it was actually very domineering and fierce, causing Qin Yu's true qi to shake and his blood to churn.

It seems that Hong Yue's softness is strong, but a hint of softness is revealed in his hardness.

On the rostrum, Situ Lei, the inner sect elder who looked at the eight groups of martial arts performances, his eyes narrowed, "Heart and softness are one!"

"It is a combination of hardness and softness, both hard and soft. There are no more people who can understand it in the inner sect! It is a good seedling." A thin and energetic old man next to him stroked his white beard and smiled.

Hardness and softness are a kind of martial arts artistic conception, a deeper state of understanding the ultimate transformation of hard and fierce martial arts. Return to the simplicity and truth, both hard and soft, soft and soft.

Being able to comprehend such a profound martial arts artistic conception itself represents a powerful martial arts talent, which has nothing to do with the level of the realm.

The water-free Hong Yue made Qin Yu feel a little overwhelmed for the first time.

Of course, he didn't expect that Hong Yue's palm technique had reached the state of hardness and softness. He just remembered a sentence he often heard: "When the skin is pressed into the inside, ten punches are worse than one palm." He didn't believe it in the past, but now he seems to have to admit it.

"Do you want to draw the sword?" Qin Yu said in his heart.

Of course he could draw his sword, and any weapon could be used during the competition, but he was unwilling to accept it. At this time, the sword was drawn and had already fallen behind. Although he could win the game, it was not what he wanted.

The battle continues. Although Qin Yu cannot do anything to Hong Yue, Hong Yue's "Thunder Palm" like thunder and thunder did not have the expected effect on Qin Yu. After all, Qin Yu's "Tiger and Ox Power" has achieved a small success and his strength and physical strength are still stronger than Hong Yue. What's more, there is the second level of "Fire Yang True Qi" in the Xuan-level intermediate exercise "Taiyi Pure Yang Gong".

After all, Hong Yue does not have the luck of Qin Yu. Except for the intermediate level of the palm technique, the middle level of the Xuan level is only low level of the Xuan level. Although it is rare among outer disciples, the encounter cannot be compared with Qin Yu.

Although Hong Yue's cultivation level is higher than Qin Yu, he has no good idea for Qin Yu, not to mention that Qin Yu's agile body technique like the wind also caused a headache for Hong Yue.

Time is slowly passing, and the two have fought hundreds of tricks.

Bang!

Another fist and palm fight, the two of them took dozens of steps back.

Qin Yu looked at Hong Yue with a slight breath, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. Since he had never drawn his sword until now, of course he would not draw his sword, but is it really worse than a palm?

roar!

With a roar, Qin Yu felt the rushing sound of blood in his body like a torrent! He had already stimulated his strength in his body. He wanted to verify whether this punch was really worse than a palm! He wanted to break this punch with Hong Yue!

"Shenglong Kills!"

The surging sun in the body was like a surging river gathered onto his right arm, and he stomped his foot!

A fiery red dragon rose into the sky and reached several feet high. The dragon head suddenly fell, carrying a torrent of fire wrapped in a hot torrent of flames, rushing towards Hong Yue!

Apart dozens of feet apart, the strong wind had already blown Hong Yue's robe, and he also roared, swallowing his throat and revealing his teeth, his lion's mouth reflected in the city's eyes, and a palm slapped out, and the thunder exploded, turning into an illusory true qi palm print about a stunning height!

"Thunder rushes to the nine heavens!"

boom!

The huge sound shook the martial arts stage slightly, and the white-clothed guardian had to take action to stop the turbulent wind from overflowing. Even the scattered sharp airflow would hurt the outer disciples below the stage.

The smoke and dust spreading on the martial arts stage gradually dissipated, and the result of this battle gradually surfaced...

I saw a tall and thin white figure standing in the center of the platform on the martial arts stage, which was Qin Yu. However, another burly figure still stood on the platform!

Hong Yue, at this time, his clothes were broken, his hands were still shaking slightly. Suddenly, a trace of blood was secreted from his mouth and nose, and his whole face turned paler.

On the rostrum, a thin old man in white cloaked slightly, "I realized the unity of hardness and softness, but I actually lost to an opponent who was one level lower than me!"

"Elder Bai, although it is powerful, but unfortunately, his opponent has absolute power!"

The third elder Situ Lei beside him spoke.

"It is really rare to have such domineering and fierce power in the early stage of the Cave Yuan Realm. A boy with great luck has absolute strength, and it seems that you still listen to my words."

Situ Lei secretly praised in his heart, of course he knew that the thin figure was Qin Yu, who won the first place in the Tianlang Ridge trial last time by luck.

But he was a little surprised by Qin Yu's progress. Now Qin Yu's luck seems to be no longer what he needs to rely on!

Who says fist is worse than palm?

Qin Yu finally realized now that it is not that fists are worse than palms. The reason why he feels like this is just because fists are not strong enough!

His last blow just now combines his strongest power and strongest moves, and he already has the absolute crushing strength!

After stepping down, Qin Yu's steps were vague. He had just used the strongest blow of "Huolin Breaking Fist" to almost drain the true energy in his body. After all, his realm in the early stage of the Dongyuan Realm is a little low, and the total amount of the true energy can only allow him to barely use the "Shenglong Raid Kill". If he reaches the middle stage of the Dongyuan Realm, he will be much easier to face Hong Yue.

With Qin Yu's current state, it is obviously difficult to continue the competition. However, he has ranked first in the eighth group with a total score of ten, which means that he is qualified to enter the inner door!

After an afternoon of competition, the thirty disciples who entered the inner sect were finally decided. Sure enough, all of them arrived at the cave earth without exception!
Chapter completed!