On the third day, there was a martial arts arena and a competition in martial arts.
More than 5,000 outer disciples gathered here and lined up according to numbers. Hundreds of arenas were erected on the east side of the venue, each with a radius of five feet. The bluestone platform was engraved with reinforcement formations. The deacon announced the rules: the loser will be eliminated, and those who are tied or both lose their fighting ability will be eliminated.
It's the same as when I was a kid, simple and cruel, but with a larger scope and more space for actual combat.
Qin Tiexin stood in the middle of the queue, carrying the Edgeless heavy sword on his back. The sword was five feet four inches long, with a blade width of one and a half feet. The blade was as dark as ink, and a weight of four thousand kilograms rested on his back. It would be difficult for ordinary disciples to even lift it, but he stood up straight and breathed steadily.
The lottery Jade Slip glowed, showing the opponent's information: Liu Qingfeng, fifth level of Qi refining.
There were whispers all around.
"Liu Qingfeng? The one who has achieved a small degree of success in the 'Flowing Cloud Step'?"
"Specializes in physical training. Movement Method is erratic, moves with the sword lightly, and is best at beating heavy ones."
"Look at Qin Tiexin, that knife... it might weigh over a thousand pounds, right? How do you chase it?"
Qin Tiexin ignored the discussion and walked towards the seventeenth stage. Liu Qingfeng was already waiting on the stage, wearing a green outfit and a thin sword at his waist. The sword was only two fingers wide and as thin as a cicada wing. When he saw the heavy knife on Qin Tiexin's back, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.
"Start!" The deacon waved the flag.
Liu Qingfeng moved.
His figure floated, like catkins blown by the wind, and instantly circled to the right side of Qin Tiexin. The sword light stabbed out quietly, pointing directly at the elbow socket of his right arm - the key point for exerting force. If he was stabbed, the entire arm would be useless.
Qin Tiexin didn't hide.
The tip of the sword pierced the muscle of his arm, penetrated half of the flesh, and was immediately clamped. Liu Qingfeng's face changed slightly, and he drew the sword and wanted to retreat, but found that the sword body was bitten by iron pincers and was motionless. Liu Qingfeng had to take the sword off his hand, quickly retreated, and prepared to take another sword from Storage Bag.
At this moment, Qin Tiexin moved.
He stepped forward with his left foot.
"Boom--!"
A circle of cracks exploded on the bluestone countertop. With the second step, the cracks spread like a spider web. With the third step, the whole person collided like a bull, causing the sound of howling wind.
Liu Qingfeng retreated in shock, but it was too late.
Qin Tiexin got close and punched out with his right fist.
Hunyuan Zhuangquan·Mountain Collapse style.
There was no trick in this punch, it just went straight. But the wind of the punch squeezed the air and made a thunderous explosion. Liu Qingfeng had to hold the sword he had just taken out in front of him to protect his vital parts. When the fist and sword came into contact, the sword bent into a thrilling arc, and a huge force came from the sword.
"Crack!"
The rapier broke from it.
The remaining force of the fist still remained, and it hit Liu Qingfeng's chest. He flew off the ground, drew a three-foot arc in the air, and fell off the ring with a "bang", coughing out a mouthful of blood.
The whole place was silent.
From start to finish, it takes no more than ten breaths.
The deacon was stunned for a moment before waving the flag. "Qin Tiexin wins!"
There was an uproar around the arena.
"One punch?! Just one punch?!"
"Where's Liu Qingfeng's 'Flowing Cloud Step'? Where's the sword?"
"What kind of boxing is that? How does it look like an ordinary martial artist..."
Qin Tiexin retracted his fist. A little blood seeped out from the sword stab wound on his arm. He turned around and walked off the stage without even looking.
Zhao Yan, who was watching the battle in the distance, narrowed his eyes. "He didn't use a knife."
The disciple next to him whispered, "It doesn't even use spiritual power, it relies solely on the physical body."
Zhao Yan was silent for a moment. "Who will face him in the next round?"
"The draw has not yet been decided. But according to the rules, the consecutive winners will be matched with the consecutive winners first."
"Stare."
In the second round, Qin Tiexin drew a sixth-level earth system cultivator of Qi Refining.
When the opponent comes to the stage, he distances himself. With his hands Hand Seals, three earth thorns rise from the ground and stab them in the shape of a cross.
Qin Tiexin rushed forward without dodging or dodging. The earth thorns hit his calves, thighs, and waist, making a muffled "Puff" sound and shattering into clods of earth. The cultivator's face turned pale, and he hurriedly recited a mantra, and a wall of earth formed in front of him.
Qin Tiexin has reached the wall.
He did not punch, but instead drew the heavy knife from behind with his backhand. The blade of the knife was shot horizontally, like a door panel fanning the wind.
"Boom!"
The earthen wall exploded. The back of the knife hit Fa Xiu on the shoulder, causing him to fall to the ground and fainted.
"Qin Tiexin wins!"
In the third round, the opponent was Fire Element, a sixth-level Qi refining practitioner. He fired five fireballs at the beginning to block his position.
Qin Tiexin's "Mountain Shaking Step" broke out, crushing the fireball blockade with three steps, and punched his opponent in the abdomen with a close body punch. Fa Xiu knelt down and retched, admitting defeat.
Fourth round, fifth round, sixth round...
Opponents from the sixth level to the seventh level of Qi Refining have different tactics: some fight from a distance, some set up formations to trap the enemy, and some defend with a shield. But the outcome is the same - defeated by Qin Tiexin in the simplest way: close combat, a punch, or the back of a knife.
He did not use "Zhongyue Sword Technique" or any Law Technique in the whole process. He only relied on "Mountain Shaking Step" to rush forward, relied on his physical body to resist attacks, and relied on strength to crush his opponents. The consumption of spiritual energy was negligible, but the physical consumption was greater - but the recovery power of the sixth level of body tempering was enough to support a battle of this level.
At the end of the seventh round, the sun has passed noon.
Qin Tiexin sat in the rest area next to the ring, took out two purchased Grain Avoidance Pills and swallowed them, his hunger gradually relieved.
Now that he has received the reward Spirit Stone, he can also afford Grain Avoidance Pill. However, this elixir is bland and tasteless, far from the satisfaction of spiritual grains and animal meat. Moreover, for 30 spiritual crystals, others can go without hunger for a day. He can barely satisfy his hunger with two pills a meal, and he is also a big consumer of Spirit Stone.
When the results of the eighth round of draws came out, the crowd rioted.
"Qin Tiexin versus Chen Feng!"
"Chen Feng? During that trial..."
"There's a good show to watch."
Qin Tiexin walked towards the ring. Chen Feng was already standing on the stage, his face was as pale as paper, and his right wrist was still wrapped in a bandage - it was an injury crushed by Qin Tiexin during the trial, and it has not healed yet.
The two looked at each other.
Chen Feng did not dare to look directly at Qin Tiexin, his lips trembled, and he suddenly clasped his fists. "I give up."
The sound is not loud, but it is particularly clear in the silent martial arts arena.
The deacon was stunned. "The war hasn't started yet, why admit defeat?"
"I can't beat you." Chen Feng lowered his head, "I admit defeat."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked off the stage, staggering on his feet, squeezed into the crowd without looking back, and disappeared into the distance.
The disciples watching the battle looked at each other in confusion.
"You admit it now?"
"Chen Feng is at the seventh level of Qi refining, and there is Law Artifact..."
"I was punished severely during the trial. Is there a shadow?"
Qin Tiexin stood on the stage, looking at the direction in which Chen Feng disappeared, with no expression on his face. The butler announced that he had won and advanced to the quarterfinals.
At dusk, the top eight list was announced:
Qin Tiexin, Zhou Chongshan, Zhao Yan, Li Yun, and four other disciples at the eighth level of Qi Refining.
The discussion in the spectator seats continued.
"Qin Tiexin fought eight games today, one punch at a time, and the knife was not used at all."
"How much does his knife weigh? It's scary to look at."
"The key is the physical body - to resist Law Technique and to withstand sword thrusts. How far has this body tempering reached?"
Zhao Yan listened to the discussions around him and said to the people around him, "What he used today was just physical brute force. His true sword skills, Law Technique, were not revealed."
"Hidden clumsiness?"
"Maybe it's not necessary." Zhao Yan looked into the distance - Qin Tiexin was leaving the field with the giant knife on his back, his back stretched extremely long under the sunset, "Tomorrow's quarter-finals battle is the time to get serious."
On the other side, Zhou Chongshan stood quietly with his arms folded. He also won all eight of his fights today, and none of his opponents survived ten moves. At this moment, he looked at Qin Tiexin's back and said to his followers, "He has saved his strength. His boxing skills are not at full strength, and his sword skills are not used at all."
"Young Master, have you seen his true identity?"
"I haven't seen everything yet." Zhou Chongshan shook his head, "But there is one thing - his sword is definitely not a decoration."
Further away on the viewing platform, several elders were also talking.
"Qi Chen, how is that body-training boy you like so much doing today?"
Qi Chen True Person caressed his beard. "It's clever but not workmanlike. It looks foolhardy, but in fact, the timing of each thrust and the angle of the punch are just right. The most rare thing is the character - he has won eight games in a row, without arrogance or impatience, and his eyes have not changed from the beginning to the end."
"I heard that he was tampered with while refining weapons yesterday?"
"Yeah. The ground fire has been blocked and the materials have been replaced."
"He didn't complain?"
"Wei." Qi Chen True Person smiled, "Using strength to break the situation is the smart way."
When night fell, Qin Tiexin returned to his residence.
He stood the Edgeless heavy knife in the corner, and the blade collided with the wall, making a dull sound. In the eight battles today, the knife was only unsheathed twice, once to stun the earth magic cultivator, and once to shatter the ice shield. The rest were solved with fists and kicks.
The wound on the arm stabbed by Liu Qingfeng has mostly healed, leaving only a light red mark. With the restorative power of the sixth layer of the tempered body, coupled with the nourishment of "Hunyuan Jue", this kind of skin injury can be healed overnight.
He sat cross-legged and reviewed today's battle.
Liu Qingfeng's sword is fast and tricky, but lacks power, and the stabbing feels like a mosquito bite. The power of the earth thorns of the earth method is acceptable, but the casting speed is slow. The fireballs of Fire Element method are dense, but the trajectory is single...
To sum up: below the seventh level of Qi Refining, the threat to him is limited.
But in the quarterfinals tomorrow, the opponents will be different.
Zhou Chongshan is at the ninth level of Qi refining, practicing both Dharma and Body; Zhao Yan is at the eighth level of Qi refining, and is superb in fire techniques; Li Yun is at the eighth level of Qi refining, and is Swordsmanship solid... and there are a few others, all of whom are not mediocre.
Qin Tiexin opened his eyes and looked at the heavy knife in the corner.
The weight of four thousand kilograms, combined with the "Zhongyue Sword Technique", is powerful enough to threaten the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining. But it also consumes a lot of energy - if you save energy for the subsequent battle, you can use up to three swords with all your strength.
Gotta use it sparingly.
He crossed his legs and closed his eyes while reciting "Hunyuan Jue".
Spiritual energy circulates in the meridians, and the moonlight outside the window gradually becomes brighter.
Qin Tiexin maintained his cultivation posture and breathed gradually.
Tomorrow's quarterfinals will be tough battles.
He needs to be in top shape.