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Chapter 115 Li Changqing's Exclusive Performance (Please Subscribe!)

Preparation seats.

Li Changqing roughly scanned the Group A they were assigned to.

The first-tier team is the Ferry representative team where Yang Zhiming is.

The second-tier team is ranked fifth in Jianshi. Although it is a second-tier team, the main force also has four median five-stars and one median four-star, who are capable of competing for the championship.

As for the last two teams, it is normal.

"No.1 and No.5, heh, I really don't pretend anymore." Li Changqing pursed his lips, and he took out his mobile phone to look at the news on the martial arts section of Bashu Province.

The hot searches are all occupied by the missing Cao Feng and Yang Zhiming.

The lottery and the news that Sun Sheng was recalled by the Institute of Psionic Energy, even if Li Changqing searched for keywords, not even one popped up.

"Please enter the contestants from both sides."

At this moment, the announcement sounded from the preparation seat.

Li Changqing put the mobile phone in the cabinet and locked it, then got up and walked towards the ring.

The huge arena is sandwiched between two mountain peaks, with white clouds flowing in the mountains below.

At an altitude of more than 2000 meters, if a player suffers from acrophobia, he may not even be able to stand firmly on the ring.

Changhe is also more than ten kilometers away from the closest place to the ring.

The surrounding area of ​​the arena was empty, except for the mountains on both sides, there was only the flowing wind.

Li Changqing stepped into the arena, and a young man in his thirties walked out of the opposite mountain.

He was wearing a solid black suit with gold threads on the cuffs, which added a little extravagance out of thin air.

The man had short, broken hair and a black hero scarf tied on his forehead. He was imposing.

As soon as Li Changqing stepped onto the ring, he immediately noticed that familiar gaze.

Looking up, a huge airship is floating above the ring.

The two lines of sight condensed into reality, and the impact of mental power broke apart at the touch of a high-altitude.

Inside the airship, Tianci looked away, and his ice-blue pupils looked at the camera in front of him again.

"As we guessed, the strength of the Chengdu team is very obvious. Facing the Dukou team, they can only send Li Changqing, the only one who can fight."

The rhythm of the commentary booth was completely controlled by him, and the other two professional commentators became his repeaters.

The host's back was covered in cold sweat, so he could only bite the bullet and start flattering.

"Mr. Bai, the Dukou team is all the main players this time. Since their captains have already played, why don't they go head-to-head with Mr. Li Changqing?"

Tianci gave a chuckle.

"Of course it's a tactic. If a warrior is only with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, why should he face the alien fleet in the future?"

"Of course, the Ferry team didn't use any clever tactics, it was just the simplest way to use their own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses."

"Since Li Changqing is the only one in the Rong City representative team who can fight, then we will make a fuss about your only combat power. In the simplest wheel battle, let the other players consume their physical strength first, and finally let the experienced and strongest combat power Captain kills with one hit."

The host nodded repeatedly, but as a genius, he couldn't help but say:
"That's right, facing the mighty Li Changqing, even the No. [-] Ferry team can only choose to fight with the wheel. It is indeed one of the most powerful talents in the provincial competition."

Bai Tianci listened to these words, since the last time he was forced to call Li Changqing Mr. Master.

For this guy who can't touch the psionic power and is still an old art platform that should be eliminated, the hatred given by the day has reached its peak.

The temperature in the commentary booth dropped seven or eight degrees, and the host was shocked.

Oops, wrong word!
"What kind of genius is it? It's just a deceitful person who can't get in touch with psionic energy and has an extremely fast cultivation speed in the middle stage."

Bai Tianci's ice-blue eyes were filled with disdain. He stared at the camera, and the live channel broadcast his evaluation of Li Changqing throughout Bashu Province.

"Our practice of martial arts has always been to start spiritual ascension as soon as possible. His practice method is just a ridiculous gamble for a person who has never been able to get close to spiritual power in his life."

At this moment in the arena, Li Changqing and Qian Jiang were already standing facing each other.

In the arena for middle-ranked warriors, the number of referees changed from an odd number to a plurality of middle-ranked nine-star warriors.

Do everything possible to prevent casualties.

"Do you need weapons?" The referee asked standing between the two.

"Need!" Without hesitation, Qian Jiang, since the beginning of the middle level, the proportion of weapons in the game has greatly increased.

When he came to the weapon rack, Qian Jiang immediately pulled out a two-meter long gun from it.

After modification, the not-so-long gun body is very suitable for fighting between warriors.

The spear is the weapon with the highest appearance rate in all major competitions.

Compared with swords, weapons that non-skilled masters cannot operate.

The fierce long spear is far superior to other weapons in terms of difficulty of use and power.

In the commentary seat, the host has already identified his position.

He is in charge of fanfare, and all conclusions and evaluations must not be involved.

"Mr. Bai, as the captain of our Bashu provincial team, what kind of weapon do you think player Li Changqing will choose?"

Bai Tianci's mind flashed back to the scene of Li Changqing's game before.

"This guy's skills tend to be flexible, and he also masters the so-called Dao Yun. He will definitely choose a weapon like a sword."

"Then Mr. Bai, can you predict the outcome of the game for us?"

"Prediction?" Bai Tianci said casually: "The outcome is very simple. Qian Jiang is a victim of a wheel battle. He can't win, but I have seen his game video. If Li Changqing wants to beat him, it will not be easy. According to The way he plays."

In his mind, the scene of Li Changqing breaking through the entire Lu City team before emerged.

"This guy likes to rely on his fast speed of practice, to overwhelm others with power, and to defeat opponents with strong vitality and spiritual power, but Qian Jiang's skills are thick and steady. If he still follows the previous style of play, he will definitely suffer. Big pain."

Hearing this, the host was a little puzzled.

"Mr. Bai, isn't Li Changqing the best at martial arts, and he has mastered Dao Yun and is revered as a martial arts master? Shouldn't he be, is his skill stronger?"

"Martial arts?" Bai Tianci smiled disdainfully.

"His dao rhyme can only use the power of the long river. This place is far away from the long river. Is there anything around that can lend him strength? Ladies, he was deceived by his appearance."

"Getting close to spiritual power is martial arts. Fighting skills are just small skills on the way of practice. There is no way to win by relying on cleverness. What Li Changqing has always relied on is to gain basic strength higher than others at the speed of practice."

"Oh, so it is!" The host and the other two commentators immediately showed such expressions.

The corner of Bai Ci's mouth was outlined, in his heart, he had never looked at the so-called old martial arts.

What realm, what dao rhyme?
It's all bullshit, you, Li Changqing, rely on your speed of practice.

The so-called dao rhyme is just to give you a higher level of basic quality than your opponent, that's all.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Bai Tianci's mind, and he said with a smile:
"You can actually think of Li Changqing as the players in the game who crazily buffed themselves before the battle, but now he has lost the space to buff. This time the arena battle will inevitably fall into a hard fight."

Tianci's commentary is very clear, not just the host and two commentators.

The online audience also believed it.

In the eyes of most people, being strong means knowing better.

Tianci is born with supernatural powers, he must be better than Li Changqing, then what he said is correct.

"It turns out that's the case. Doesn't it mean that the so-called martial art is to practice faster, and the old art can't compare with psionic power."

"That's right, I was almost misled. If I really want to say it, it must be that those who can master supernatural powers are stronger."

Glancing at the electronic screen that was constantly flickering with barrage, Bai Tianci's smile grew stronger.

"There is a saying, as a person born with supernatural powers, it is necessary for me to tell the audience."

He stared at the screen, lifting his chin proudly.

"The old art has never alone produced a strong person above the median level. Only spiritual power is the only way out for us humans."

"Whether it is a high-ranking martial artist who has mastered supernatural powers, or a psychic who has successfully ascended with psychic power, they are not comparable to practicing old techniques. Even those so-called martial arts masters in the past have relied on psychic power to reach the top!"

With Tianci's exaggeration, in the entire live broadcast room, the psionic faction overwhelmed the old art faction.

In the arena, Li Changqing naturally had no idea about everything in the commentary booth.

Of course, he doesn't need to know either.

Facing the referee's question, he looked at the spear in Qian Jiang's hand and said suddenly.

"Are you good with guns?"

Qian Jiang was taken aback for a moment, he never thought that Li Changqing would ask him suddenly, he nodded subconsciously, and said softly:
"Yes."

"I understand." Li Changqing then looked at the weapon rack.

A spear exactly the same as Qian Jiang was pulled out by him.

"you!"

Qian Jiang's eyes were fixed.

What does it mean?
Before he could think about it, a referee had already appeared and took the weapon rack away from the ring.

Commentary seat.

Bai Tianci looked at Li Changqing's choice of weapon, and his heart skipped a beat, but he didn't take it seriously, instead thinking it was Li Changqing's timidity.

"It seems that Li Changqing is not so arrogant. He changed into a long spear that is more powerful than a sharp sword. He must be worried that he will not be able to win quickly and consume too much energy."

"Makes sense."

"Mr. Bai is right."

The commentary seats echoed.

On the ring, the referee raised his right arm and then swung it down.

"Game start!"

In an instant, Qian Jiang flew back and put on a defensive posture.

However, Li Changqing did not attack him, but stood still and waved at him.

"Come, attack me."

He held the gun in one hand and placed it casually by his side.

Qian Jiang's eyes narrowed at once, without any defensive posture at all, and he couldn't feel the breath of blood and spiritual power.

This guy……

He didn't pay attention to me!

Qian Jiang was angry, but soon he suppressed his emotions, could it be a tactic?

Want to piss me off?

He stepped forward slowly and began to circle around Li Changqing.

Five seconds later, he was already behind Li Changqing, but the latter had no intention of turning around at all.

good chance!
Qian Jiang understood, this guy is not a tactic at all.

It's pure arrogance!
That being the case, don't blame me for being rude.

A cold light emerges, and the gun shoots out like a dragon!
Qianjiang has the idea of ​​visualization in the center of the brain.

White Horse Silver Spear Zhao Zilong!
break!
The power of artistic conception erupted, and the vitality and blood held on to the alchemy, breaking through the limit in an instant.

"Conceited guy, you're going to suffer!" Bai Baici's eyes flickered in the commentary seat.

"Dare to not defend at all, facing a median five-star attack, even if he blocks it, it will definitely consume a lot of energy!"

The tip of the gun came to Li Changqing's back in an instant.

Behind the screen, all the audience held their breath.

Is it going to be an upset?

In an instant.

Li Changqing finally moved. He turned around when the tip of the gun almost touched his body.

At this time, the long spear he placed beside him had no possibility of returning to defense due to its length.

Bai Tianci clenched his palms tightly. Sure enough, this guy couldn't use the power of Changhe, so he immediately revealed his true colors!

The spear reached the chest, and the three referees had already come to the two of them.

boom!
An index finger was in front of the gun point.

A flick of the finger.

Gathering a mid-level five-star powerhouse, the whole body's blood and spirit will win the blow.

Just under the obstruction of an index finger, all previous efforts were wasted.

Commentary seat.

Bai Tianci's pupils constricted, before he could react.

The two commentators beside him couldn't help it.

"how can that be!"

They stared at the arena less than a hundred meters below.

For two warriors with a median of eight stars, this distance is no different from facing each other.

They can clearly feel any situation on the ring.

"How can his blood be at the same level as Qian Jiang's?"

"More than that!" Another commentator knocked himself on the head hard to confirm that he didn't feel wrong.

"And his mental power, do you feel it? His explosive mental power is exactly the same as Qian Jiang's!"

At this moment, the two of them reacted.

"Contestant Li Changqing actually controlled his blood and spirit to the exact same level as contestant Qianjiang."

"Also, it's unbelievable to block Qian Jiang's attack with just one finger!"

The live broadcast room was swiped by bullet screens.

"Really, can warriors control their qi, blood and mental strength?"

"The control can be controlled, but no one can be so precise, right? How long did it take for Qian Jiang to explode his blood and spirit? Li Changqing can copy it in a thousandth of a second?"

"Damn, is this the martial arts master? Everyone, I understand!"

On the stage, Qian Jiang's face changed suddenly.

He withdrew quickly, and looked at Li Changqing who was standing there without moving from the corner of his eye.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, twisted his waist, and forcibly stopped the movement of retreating.

Immediately, the blood surged again.

Back to the carbine!
The tough spear tip appeared on Li Changqing's face like a ghost.

He still raised his index finger and flicked lightly.

boom!
Obviously the same vitality and mental strength.

But with a blow containing all his strength, he couldn't break through the opponent's hand?
At this moment, Qian Jiang's mentality collapsed.

Bang bang bang!
He frantically waved the spear in his hand, but Li Changqing still stood there.

One finger blocked all of Qian Jiang's attacks.

A full 1 minutes.

Qian Jiang had to breathe a sigh of relief due to the stormy attack.

He just stepped back, adjusted his breath.

But he saw that Li Changqing, who had been maintaining a defensive posture, raised the long spear that had never been used in his hand.

"Your attack just now was too scattered."

Li Changqing's voice was steadily included in the live broadcast through the transmission of heaven and earth.

"What?" Qian Jiang raised his head, somewhat puzzled.

"Only focus on the growth of qi, blood and mental strength, but your attack is completely indistinguishable from that of a low-ranking warrior."

Li Changqing raised the spear in his hand.

"Your qi and blood are already complete, and the middle warrior is to polish the artistic conception."

"I don't know who you are visualizing, but I can be sure that you have not comprehended the essence."

"Qianjiang, do you feel that the you who visualize the artistic conception are not in harmony with the you when you shoot the gun? Haven't you noticed that there is a gap between the artistic conception and your own understanding of martial arts?"

"That's why you've been stuck in the median five-star!"

Li Changqing's words made Qian Jiang forget that he was still competing at this moment, and his pursuit of martial arts made him ask impatiently:

"Yes, I have this feeling! But isn't it because my mental strength is not strong enough?"

"Of course not." Li Changqing raised the spear in his hand, and the golden core in his body released an extremely small amount of blood.

Then Li Changqing visualized himself in his mind, the power of artistic conception fluctuated, and the extremely weak spiritual power spread to the surroundings.

Median one star!
The standard mental power of a warrior who has just set foot in the middle.

"Look, your problem has never been mental power, let alone a median of five stars, a median of one star is enough."

Li Changqing held the long gun in his hand, raised the tip of the gun and pointed it at Qianjiang.

Without any fancy movements, it is the most basic straight thrust in a marksmanship.

But in the hands of different people, the piercing is completely different.

In Qian Jiang's hands, this is a stab.

But in Li Changqing's hands, this is Jiaolong going to sea.

boom! ! !
Qian Jiang's eyes suddenly tightened. In his eyes, the spear in Li Changqing's hand disappeared into the world together with him.

It turned into a ferocious dragon and rushed towards it.

hold head high--

The high-pitched dragon's cry stirred Qian Jiang's consciousness, and it was difficult for him to condense his artistic conception at this moment.

Zhao Zilong, the white horse and silver spear, disappeared in his mind.

Do not!
This is impossible!

Finally, Qian Jiang discovered his own problem.

He has been visualizing Zhao Zilong who is in Changbanpo, who enters and exits seven times.

The marksmanship used is also Zhao Zilong's marksmanship.

But this is definitely not his Qianjiang marksmanship.

Clang.

Qian Jiang let go of his palm, and the spear fell to the ground.

He swallowed, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the cold light of the spear almost touched his throat.

Li Changqing held the gun in one hand and said with a smile:

"Do you understand now?"

"The artistic conception is what you visualize, but it is not your own. When you transform Zhao Zilong's marksmanship into your Qianjiang's marksmanship, you will be able to break through."

Puff.

Qian Jiang knelt on one knee, he raised his head, only unparalleled admiration remained in his eyes.

"Qianjiang thank you Mr. Grandmaster!"

Li Changqing accepted this kneeling frankly, he naturally could bear the grace of preaching.

"Get up."

He threw down the spear and looked at the referee who was also thoughtful beside him.

"Can I announce it?"

Li Changqing woke up the referee, and the latter hurried over to show it.

"In the first round, Li Changqing won!"

Convincing opponents with martial arts is completely two concepts compared to overwhelming others with power.

At this moment, the entire arena has turned into a stage for him, Li Changqing, to perform alone.

He is the only protagonist in the arena!
on the airship.

The two commentators look at me and I look at you.

"amazing."

Finally, they said in unison.

"This is the real victory, not only from the battle, but also from the martial arts realm to subdue the opponent."

"As expected of the first talent in the provincial competition!"

At this moment, the two of them completely forgot that Bai Tianci was still by his side.

The host also quickly interjected:
"Two, can you tell the audience in detail how strong Li Changqing is?"

The commentator on the left raises his index finger.

"One word, invincible."

"Only using the mental power equivalent to the average one-star, made Qian Jiang helpless to fight back, and also helped the latter break through the bottleneck. I can only say that player Li Changqing is worthy of the realm of a master!"

Having said that, the two finally looked at the silent Tianci, and they exchanged glances with the host, for the sake of the show.

Fight!

"Ahem." The supporter coughed twice.

"Mr. Bai, what do you think of this game?"

"Contestant Li Changqing seems to be different from what you think. The dao rhyme he masters doesn't seem to be just relying on the power of Changhe."

"It shouldn't be easy to use the mental strength of the median one-star to make Qian Jiang helpless?"

Being watched by the camera, although Bai Tianci had a bad face, he didn't leave the scene directly.

He took a deep breath.

"I admit, I underestimated Li Changqing, Dao Yun is not that simple."

"On the road of martial arts, it is indeed very powerful to be able to easily kill the median five-star with the strength of the median one-star."

Just when a few people thought that Bai Tianci was about to change his words, he changed the subject.

"but!"

"What Daoyun can do, Shentong can still do it, and he can do it better than him!"

Bai Tianci's pupils flickered, and he couldn't help but raise his voice.

"What's more, can Daoyun help warriors advance to the top? No."

"But magical powers can."

"Same thing, Shentong can do better, but Daoyun can't do what Shentong can do."

"So, I still say that."

"Don't give up the real Dao just because of the little temptation in front of you."

"Spiritual energy is still far superior to the old technique!"

Tianci's words have been recognized by the audience for a long time.

Indeed, Li Changqing's old martial arts state is very fragrant.

However, simply learning old skills can't break through the upper ranks, and can't compare with supernatural powers.

As long as one day Dao Yun doesn't overwhelm the supernatural power.

In the battle between old arts and psionics, the latter will always remain invincible.

The two commentators looked at each other, and under Bai Tianci's gaze, they also had to nod in recognition.

"Indeed, Dao Yun is indeed inferior to psionic power and supernatural power."

(End of this chapter)