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In front of Caishikou in Jinmen City, none of the vegetable vendors came today, leaving a large empty space.

But it was still crowded and extremely noisy.

A fighting arena had already been built in the center.

Around the arena sat representatives from various martial arts schools.

They were wearing the uniform of their respective martial arts schools, and their expressions were serious. When their eyes met, they seemed to be competing secretly.

The audience seats were filled with residents of Tianjin.

After all, the people of Tianjin are all martial artists, and this is an indisputable matter.

Xia Qi, as the representative of the Secret Sect, also sat among them.

Next to him sat Master Chen and his other fellow disciples.

Although he appeared calm on the outside, Xia Qi was internally rapidly assessing his surroundings.

Just then, the host of the conference walked onto the competition stage.

His opening remarks were long and tedious. He first introduced the participating martial arts schools, and then explained the rules of the competition in detail.
The rules are very simple, it is a single-elimination system, you have to stop when you have made a decision, and you are not allowed to deliberately hurt others.

The audience is already familiar with these rules, but their enthusiasm remains undiminished.

The process of the competition is also very simple. According to the four directions of east, south, west and north of Tianjin City, the participating martial arts halls are divided into four areas.

Today's competition is to decide a winner in each of the four areas, and finally these four winners will compete for the championship.

The first match was held in the West City Division. The first person to step onto the stage was a burly disciple of the "Iron Arm Sect".
He has well-developed muscles and strong arms, and it is obvious at first glance that he is a master who excels in strength.

He stood on the stage like an unshakable mountain, exuding a powerful aura.

Immediately afterwards, "Bai Heer" from "Hequanmen" also jumped lightly onto the stage.

The fight between the two began soon.

The Iron Arm Sect disciple's attack was extremely fierce. His fists were like iron hammers. Each punch brought about a whistling sound and was incredibly powerful.

Facing such a powerful opponent, Bai Heer finally found the opponent's weakness after dodging several times and took decisive action.

She just used a seemingly light "crane pecking hand" to hit the opponent's elbow as fast as lightning.

At this moment, Xia Qi's pupils shrank slightly.

He keenly sensed an extremely subtle, imperceptible "ripple" in the space around the fingertips.

Although the ripples were slight, the air was stirred and annihilated by an invisible force.
Then they are reassembled again, with a sense of the coexistence of beginning and end of "all things returning to their origin".

The feeling is so fleeting, so quick that it is almost impossible to capture.

However, at this moment, the opponent's arm had been cleverly deprived of its strength, and he lost his balance and staggered backwards.

"The breath of chaos?!"

Xia Qi's heart was shocked and he looked at the woman on the stage in disbelief.

That chaotic aura was so pure and restrained that it was definitely not something that an ordinary Hequan Sect disciple could master!

"This is clearly the prototype of the 'Guiyuan Finger', the core secret of the 'Hunyuan Yiqi Sect'..."

Xia Qi muttered to himself, the shock in his heart becoming more intense.

And only the core disciples of "Hunyuan Yiqimen" have the opportunity to comprehend this method.

Therefore, the identity of this woman is easy to guess, she is Yun Zhen, the contemporary saint of Hunyuan Yiqi Sect.

"She is here too..." Xia Qi frowned tightly, realizing that this martial arts competition was much more complicated than he had imagined.

At this moment, two more powerful warriors came on stage one after another.

One of them is a disciple of the "Chasing Wind Hall" who is good at speed. His body is as fast as lightning and his movements are as swift as the wind.

The other is a disciple of "Panshi Hall" who is good at defense. His body is as hard as a rock and as stable as Mount Tai.

Facing these two powerful enemies, Yun Zhen still seemed calm and composed.
The simple Crane Fist transformed into infinite forms in his hands, and both opponents were defeated.

Xia Qi stood in the audience and observed the situation.
He had to admit that Yun Zhen's understanding of martial arts had reached an extremely high level.

Every move of Yun Zhen contains the true meaning of Hunyuan Dao, which is not simply imitated or pieced together.
Instead, he truly integrated it into the mundane martial arts. Such strength is absolutely unfathomable.

Xia Qi thought to himself that the first place in the West City Division was undoubtedly Yun Zhen.

At this moment, the contestants from the east of the city had already stepped onto the stage. The first to step onto the stage was a disciple named "Wolf Fang" from the "Blood Claw Sect".

Opposite to Langya is Yequan, the successor of Master Zhang, the "Iron Rope Fist" in the blacksmith shop in the east of the city.

Although Yiquan does not have a sect background, his strength should not be underestimated.

He was pushed onto the field, and he obviously had a certain degree of confidence.

As the game started, "Wolf Fang" launched a fierce attack without mercy.

Yequan's response seemed a bit clumsy. Most of the time he just dodged and resisted, and only occasionally counterattacked.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that Yiquan's counterattack is not without strategy.

Each of his counterattacks seemed to imitate a wolf's bite and pounce. Although his movements were a little stiff, they were full of power and murderous intent.

In a seemingly dangerous dodge, the sharp claws of the Blood Claw Sect disciple almost scratched Yequan's shoulder.

But at this critical moment, Yequan suddenly turned sideways and moved sideways with an extremely slight amplitude.

His movements were as fast as the wind, yet seemed unusually light, as if the whole world was making way for him.

At the same time, his eyes suddenly became cold and ruthless, like ice and snow in the cold winter, without the slightest warmth.

Just as Yequan moved sideways, Xia Qi suddenly felt an invisible force coming.

This force was not aimed at him directly, but it caused his soul to tremble slightly.

It was an indescribable "force", like a strong wind on the top of a mountain, whistling past and making people's heart palpitate.

The Blood Claw Sect's disciple, who had been attacking with ferocity like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, suddenly stagnated under the influence of this "force".

His movements seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible shackle. His originally sharp moves instantly became distorted and full of flaws!
Yequan would naturally not miss this fleeting opportunity.

His fist was like a meteor, hitting the opponent's chest with lightning speed.

This punch may seem ordinary and without any fancy moves, but the power contained in it is astonishing.

There was a dull thud, and the Blood Claw Sect disciple was struck by lightning, and his body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut, falling heavily to the ground. The whole process was as fast as lightning, dazzling the eyes.

And that "momentum" came and went quickly, as if it had never appeared.

"Gathering strength?" Xia Qi looked at Yequan and frowned, "Although he tried his best to conceal it, this great trend of heaven and earth... is absolutely unmistakable!"

At this moment, Xia Qi could already judge that this Yiquan was the descendant of "Shangcang"!
The "Shangcang" sect is extremely mysterious in the world of earthly immortals. They adhere to the tradition of single-generation inheritance, so there are very few disciples walking around outside.

What God practices is not a certain technique or a great way, but to follow the trend of heaven and earth!

They may seem to be of average strength, but they are able to grasp the changes in the great trends of the world in the trends of the times from ancient times to the present.

Now that the disciples of Shangcang have entered Wuzong, Xia Qi has also realized that
Perhaps Wu Zong truly represents the destiny of the human race!

It's not just Yun Zhen and Ye Quan. In this martial arts competition,

Xia Qi also recognized several disciples, each of whom had extraordinary skills.

They must be the hidden powerful beings in the world of earthly immortals, or the peerless geniuses who have just been born!
On ordinary days, even if the Earthly Immortal Realm encounters a catastrophe, it is difficult to see them.

And now, these chosen ones have appeared in Wuzong one after another, and they must have noticed the shift in the destiny of the human race.

Time passed quickly, and the first place in the East City competition was quickly decided.

Next, it was the turn of the South City competition area where Xia Qi was located.

The first person to come on stage was a very tall and muscular man.

He comes from the "Giant Spirit Gate" and is famous for his great strength.

Xia Qi secretly guessed in his heart that this person should also be a disciple of Wu Zong, and most likely a Heavenly Sovereign in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Judging from the strength he displayed, his understanding of "Tianyuan Avenue" has reached an extremely profound level.

Sure enough, after defeating the disciples of "Yejianmen", it was finally Xia Qi's turn to take the stage.

He took a deep breath, clasped his fists and saluted, and said loudly: "Sect Sect, Xia Qi, I would like to ask for your guidance."

Before he finished speaking, his opponent swung his arm, and in an instant, it was as if the sky was pressing down on him, and a huge pressure came towards Xia Qi like a tidal wave.

Faced with the big man's fierce attack, Xia Qi did not choose to take it head-on, but instead used the Bagua footwork.

His figure was like a swimming fish, nimbly and quickly moving through the big man's attacks.
Although Xia Qi was skilled in Baguazhang and could skillfully use entanglement, sticking and unloading techniques to dissolve the opponent's huge force,
But the big man's strength was too great, and his skin was rough and thick, so ordinary palm strikes had almost no effect on him.

Seeing this, Xia Qi immediately changed his strategy and tried to attack the big man's joints and acupoints.

But the big man's reaction was extremely quick. He always used his arms or body to block Xia Qi's attack at the critical moment, making Xia Qi's efforts go to waste.

Not only that, the big man's punches were extremely violent, and each punch carried a huge impact force, like a gust of strong wind, constantly forcing Xia Qi back.

Under this powerful pressure, Xia Qi was in danger and might be hit if he was not careful.

When the audience saw this scene, they couldn't help but worry for Xia Qi. They watched the situation on the field nervously, fearing that Xia Qi would get hurt.

Coach Chen standing by had a frown on his face, and he was obviously worried about Xia Qi's current predicament.

Just when Xia Qi was forced to retreat again and again by the big man and had almost no way to retreat, the big man suddenly used an astonishingly powerful "Giant Spirit Mountain-Splitting Palm".

This palm was like a mountain crushing an egg, with overwhelming force, it struck Xia Qi fiercely.

Xia Qi's evasive space was instantly blocked, leaving him with no escape!
His eyes narrowed, and he knew in his heart that if he continued to hide his strength, he would not only lose, but might even get hurt.

At this critical moment, Xia Qi made the decision without hesitation.

The "qi and blood" in his body suddenly began to circulate in a mysterious trajectory. This way of circulation was not an ordinary method of luck, but a unique skill brought about by his profound understanding of the way of the emperor.

As the "qi and blood" circulated, an invisible majesty slowly rose from Xia Qi. This majesty was like the arrival of a king, which made people feel awe.

Just when everyone thought Xia Qi would be knocked away by the giant palm, an unexpected scene happened.

Xia Qi not only did not retreat, but instead stepped forward towards the giant palm!

His right palm pointed straight at the giant palm like a sword!

Just when his fingertips were about to touch the other person's palm, an extremely condensed miniature golden dragon phantom suddenly whizzed out from his fingertips!

Although this golden dragon shadow is small, it exudes a frightening aura.

Although it is composed of pure will and blood, it carries an aura of imperial tyranny that dominates the world and suppresses the eight wildernesses!

The golden dragon hit the giant palm at an astonishing speed, but it did not cause a violent explosion as people imagined.

Instead, it was like a hot knife cutting butter, instantly penetrating the core of the giant palm's power and rushing straight towards the Danzhong point on the big man's chest!

The big man obviously did not expect Xia Qi to have such a powerful killing move. He only felt an indescribable pain coming from his chest, as if his whole body was torn apart!
His huge body shook violently, and his forward momentum was abruptly stopped in an instant.

Then, the color drained from his face, and he took seven or eight steps back.
Finally, he sat down on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, his face full of horror, and was unable to stand up again.

The whole audience fell into deathly silence at first, and then erupted into earth-shaking exclamations and discussions.

"what is that?!"

"Golden Dragon?! Am I seeing things?"

"What a domineering aura!"

Even the usually knowledgeable Coach Chen couldn't help but be stunned. He had never seen such moves in the secret sect and was secretly amazed.

Xia Qi retracted his attack, calmed his qi and blood, and the imperial aura instantly disappeared without a trace.

He clasped his fists toward the fallen man and prepared to step down.

The moment he turned around, his eyes inadvertently swept across the waiting area.

Yun Zhen was looking at him quietly. Her beautiful face was no longer cold and focused as before,

Instead, she had a meaningful, all-knowing smile on her face. Her eyes seemed to say, "It's you!"

Xia Qi's heart trembled, and he understood instantly. "She's exposed... As expected, she recognized him. That Yequan... probably knows it too."

"It seems that this blessed land of samsara and this martial sect have already attracted the attention of the giants from all sides."

"The destiny of the human race has shifted, and the geniuses of these hidden sects can no longer sit still. They have sneaked in here to investigate the truth, and they may even... be seeking opportunities to become a martial sect."

He felt a little awkward, but at the same time, he also felt a strong sense of competition.

"It's not easy to win the championship among these monsters and take the 'secret weapon'!"

He took a deep breath, his eyes became sharper, and he walked off the stage, already thinking about the next steps. (End of this chapter)