Get the Dragon Elephant Prajna at the start

Chapter 11 Getting First
On the competition stage.

Wang Zhong shot.

He waved his palms, and directly used the Hunyuan Kungfu to cooperate with the big Hunyuan hand to perform the strongest moves.

Wang Zhong has cultivated the fourth level of Hunyuan Kungfu for four years, and his internal strength is strong. With the help of the Hunyuan Hand of the ninth rank, his moves are fierce and unparalleled.

Lu Changqing faced Wang Zhong with a majestic palm.

It also uses the internal force of the fourth layer of Hunyuan Gong to hit the big Hunyuan hand.

The power of his Great Hunyuan Hand is naturally far inferior to the moves that Wang Zhong has already cultivated to the ninth rank.

However, with the power of the seventh layer of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

The air vibrates and roars.

The power of Lu Changqing's palm is also unparalleled and mighty.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

Wang Zhong and Lu Changqing fought for more than ten moves in a row, completely head-to-head, and finally each took a few steps back.

It looked like a close call.

This situation made the disciples in the audience amazed.

They all knew that Wang Zhong had cultivated the Great Hunyuan Hand to the ninth rank, which was extremely powerful, but Lu Changqing completely resisted it and knocked Wang Zhong back.

The strength is strong, somewhat beyond their expectations.

And some outer disciples who supported Lu Changqing were extremely excited. The performance of Lu Changqing, a senior brother, did not disappoint them.

"Lu Changqing's strength is so strong, he may still be faintly above me."

Lin He, who was a little disheartened because of the failure, couldn't help being surprised.

He originally thought that if Wang Zhong hadn't cultivated the Hunyuan Hand to the ninth rank level, no one would be his opponent in this competition.

Unexpectedly, even without Wang Zhong, he might not be able to get the first place.

"Eldest senior brother is really strong, and he won't lose the slightest bit in the face of senior brother Wang Zhong, but I don't know how much strength he still hides."

Cui Zhenxuan thought to himself.

"So strong, these two are much stronger than me."

Yang Kai and Wu Shan were also paying attention to this competition, and their hearts were shocked.

"Hey, your big Hunyuan hand has just been cultivated not long ago, and it's just a beginner's level, but there is another strange power in your palm, which can hit the power of the ninth rank. Is this the power of your natural divine power?"

There was a flash of light in Wang Zhong's eyes, and he was slightly surprised.

The huge force transmitted from Lu Changqing's palm made him a little unbearable, so he had to step back to relieve the force.

"That is to say, you have quite cultivated two ninth-grade exercises. If Lin He fights with you, he may not be able to beat you."

Wang Zhong praised.

"However, you are not my opponent after all. My Hunyuanzong's Hunyuan Kungfu and Da Hunyuan Hand are both master-level exercises, and they were created by the ancestor Hunyuan of Kaipai. The perfect combination makes my strength It's close to the eighth grade."

Wang Zhong is full of confidence and momentum.

He moved quickly, becoming more and more courageous as he fought, row after row of palm shadows swayed like a violent wind.

Facing Wang Zhong's successive attacks, Lu Changqing really felt his great strength.

He also felt what Lin He felt just now.

The internal force cultivated by the Hunyuan Kungfu can maximize the power of the Great Hunyuan Hand.

If only relying on the seventh level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu and the fourth level of Hunyuan Kungfu, Lu Changqing's strength may be stronger than Lin He's, but he can only compete with Wang Zhong's moves, and he will still be at a disadvantage in the end.

Fighting again with more than 20 strokes, Lu Changqing was already faintly weakened.

"Ha, defeat me, you are not my opponent."

Wang Zhong shouted.

He jumped up, and a strong wind of his palm came towards Lu Changqing's face, with such force as a knife, the shaving of his face hurt.

A big palm covered Lu Changqing's body.

The power of this palm is somewhat stronger than the move just now.

Lu Changqing pushed his palm forward, and the huge power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu surged forth.

boom.

A loud noise erupted from the competition platform, causing a faint tremor.

Lu Changqing couldn't help but flew back.

This is a truly perfect combination of Hunyuan Kung Fu and Great Hunyuan Hand, and its power is already at the eighth rank level.

Wang Zhong could only use such powerful moves occasionally.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of repelling Lu Changqing, Wang Zhong jumped forward, mercilessly, and made more than ten palm shadows, launching the most violent attack on him.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

A series of crashes sounded.

Lu Changqing retreated again and again, and was at a disadvantage.

"I knew that Lu Changqing was still not as good as Wang Zhong."

Seeing this, Lin He slightly shook his head and sighed.

"Why hasn't Elder Brother used his hidden strength?"

Cui Zhenxuan frowned slightly.

"It seems that the position of true disciple belongs to Wang Zhong."

Both Yang Kai and Wu Shan secretly said in their hearts.

"Hahahaha, you can no longer stop my attack, you are about to lose."

A burst of laughter erupted from Wang Zhong's mouth.

It seemed as if he had already seen the scene of defeating Lu Changqing.

"Uncle He, it seems that you have misjudged yourself this time."

In the front stands, elder Wang Mingzhong looked at He Xuanyi and said.

Regarding He Xuanyi's words just now, he was still a little brooding.

Seeing that his son Wang Chong's victory has been decided and he is about to become a true disciple and the next head of Hunyuanzong, he is not afraid of He Xuanyi.

He Xuanyi ignored Wang Mingzhong, but thought in his heart, could it be that he really guessed wrong.

Lu Changqing was pretending to be calm.

At this time, there was a slight look of disappointment in the eyes of the leader He Songnian.

Although Lu Changqing performed well and persisted in Wang Zhong's hands for a long time, his performance was not as amazing as he hoped to see.

"Bao, you are right, so I won't try your tricks, just defeat you directly."

Lu Changqing drank lightly.

Just when several senior officials of Hunyuanzong thought that Lu Changqing was going to lose to Wang Zhong, Lu Changqing suddenly exuded a shocking aura.

A gleam flashed in his eyes.

Don't hide your strength anymore.

The eighth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

The strength of the eighth-rank level.

A palm blasted forward suddenly, the dragon elephant broke through the air with great force, and the void oscillated, as if creating a ripple.

With the cooperation of the internal force of the fourth layer of Hunyuan Gong, there was a whistling wind around the competition platform.

boom.

A palm hit Wang Chonggai's pressing hand, and Wang Zhong instantly felt the infinite force coming from Lu Changqing's palm. It was difficult for him to completely resist this powerful force.

Wang Zhong couldn't help but fly back.

At this time, Lu Changqing jumped forward, his palms flew, and all the force of several palms poured into Wang Zhong's body.

Hey, hey, hey.

Three palms in a row.

The first palm was blocked by Wang Zhong.

The second palm shook Wang Zhong's body.

The third palm swept Wang Zhong out, and he fell to the ground.

bang.

"what."

With a scream, Wang Zhong looked up at Lu Changqing in disbelief.

"You, why did your strength suddenly become so strong, no, Grade [-], the power of your attack just now belongs to the level of Grade [-]."

A look of horror appeared in Wang Zhong's eyes.

He couldn't figure out why Lu Changqing burst out with the strength of the eighth rank shortly after he had clearly cultivated to the fourth level of Hunyuan Gong and became a ninth rank warrior.

"What, Senior Brother Wang Zhong was knocked down to the ground."

Lu Changqing's sudden outburst made many disciples in the audience unable to react.

"Great, senior brother is indeed the strongest."

Immediately, cheers erupted among the outer disciples off the field.

"How is it possible, Lu Changqing is hiding his strength."

Lin He looked at Lu Changqing with shock, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Senior brother really didn't lie to me."

Cui Zhenxuan was surprised.

"This is, Wang Zhong has lost."

Yang Kai and Wu Shan were shocked.

"what happened?"

At this time, the one whose expression changed the most was the elder Wang Mingzhong sitting in the front.

He couldn't help standing up, staring closely at Lu Changqing on the stage.

The sudden change made him a little unexpected.

"Lu Changqing's strength is close to rank eight."

An elder said in surprise.

"It seems that I'm not mistaken. I'm not old-eyed. But this kid hides it very deeply."

Elder He Xuanyi, the white-haired old man, stroked his white beard with his hands and laughed.

"Innate divine power doesn't seem to be that simple."

The head, He Songnian, suddenly revealed a faint smile.

Lu Changqing didn't talk nonsense, and shot again.

An incomparably swift attack landed on Wang Zhong like a gust of wind.

After resisting more than ten strokes with great difficulty, Wang Zhong suddenly fell down the martial arts arena and lost.

The final winner, Lu Changqing.

(End of this chapter)