The martial arts competition begins.

Jingzong gathered profound Buddhist energy in his hands and pressed down with a Vajra Palm technique.

Yin Qingxuan drew his longsword.

His swordsmanship was nimble, dodging the palm strike and thrusting towards Jingzong's wrist.

Jingzong dodged to the side and pointed his finger at the sword.

Then, he rose into the air and raised his hand to unleash the Chongyang Divine Palm to counter the attack.

Yin Qingxuan unleashed his power once more, unleashing a powerful sword aura that directly attacked Jingzong.

The two streams of true energy collided suddenly, and both sides retreated a few steps.

The two fighters' moves were equally matched, one forceful and the other gentle.

Mo Yixi watched the competition intently.

He memorized both of their moves.

And they are trying to figure out how to crack it.

One of these two will definitely be the winner today.

Next, he will face off against the winner in the ultimate battle.

Mo Yixi made a vow in her heart, no matter who wins between the two.

He must win the final battle.

He needs to do his homework during this break to prepare for the final battle.

At the same time, Tang Da also said to Qin Ran, "Boss, who do you think will win, Jing Zong or Yin Qingxuan?"

"It's too early to say. Both of them are experts. Let's observe them further."

Tang Da didn't say anything after hearing that.

Jingzong and Yin Qingxuan were still locked in fierce combat.

The two fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand.

Jingzong also knew that this couldn't go on.

We must act swiftly and decisively.

He struck again.

A powerful surge of Vajra energy welled up in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, he let out a loud shout.

The Vajra Palm struck towards Yin Qingxuan opposite him.

Yin Qingxuan used the Golden Goose Technique to step out and tilt his body to avoid it.

The long sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light.

The Quanzhen Sword Technique unleashed a barrage of attacks, the blade aimed directly at Jingzong's heart.

Jingzong's body rose from the ground and landed behind Yin Qingxuan.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yin Qingxuan quickly turned around.

The Buddha and the Taoist priest gazed intently at each other.

The clash between strength and gentleness remains a close contest.

Emperor Jingzong also lost patience.

He began to gather his strength to unleash the Ten Thousand Buddha Palm.

Pure Yang energy condensed in his palm.

He suddenly unleashed a palm strike.

A giant handprint appeared in the void.

The palm strike was like a super typhoon, blowing towards Yin Qingxuan on the opposite side.

Yin Qingxuan also felt this terrifying power.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to use his inner energy to stabilize his body.

But this move was too powerful.

He tried everything he could, but he couldn't avoid it.

Finally, his legs gave way, and he was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground and rolling more than a dozen times before coming to a stop.

Jingzong was not prepared to continue his attack.

This duel was originally intended to end with a brief exchange.

He withdrew his palm and said, "Amitabha, Sect Leader Yin, you admit it."

Yin Qingxuan looked at Jingzong with a face full of horror.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Palm truly lives up to its name.

It was even stronger than he had imagined.

He accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.

Mo Yixi's throat tightened when she saw this scene.

He had taken in all of Jingzong's moves just now.

He can counter any other moves.

Only the Palm of Ten Thousand Buddhas...

If things continue like this, he's bound to lose.

This won't do; we need to find a solution quickly.

Zhao Qingxu stood up and said, "I declare Master Jingzong the winner of this martial arts competition. Tomorrow morning, we will have the final match, with Master Jingzong facing off against Sect Leader Mo. Let's all wait and see."

At the same time, Qin Ran stood up and walked up to Jing Zong: "Senior brother, congratulations on winning the martial arts competition. I knew you would be fine."

"Junior brother, you flatter me."

"I believe you will win the competition tomorrow as well."

"The matter has not yet occurred, so let's not jump to conclusions, but I will do my best." Shizumune seemed very humble.

After exchanging a few words, they left the arena.

Mo Yixi glanced at the group's backs, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

We absolutely cannot let Shizumune win.

We must do everything we can to make him lose.

"Sect Leader Mo, the pressure is on you now. Are you confident?" Yun Miao asked Mo Yixi.

"I'll do my best. As for who wins and who loses, I'll leave it to fate." Mo Yixi said this, but she didn't really think so.

"Actually, it's not shameful to lose to Master Jingzong. No one can rival the Ten Thousand Buddha Palm, a supernatural skill. Apart from Qin Ran, I'm afraid no one here can beat Master Jingzong."

Mo Yixi forced a smile: "We'll see how things go."

After saying that, Mo Yixi left with her hands behind her back.

A smirk played on Yun Miao's lips.

She has known Mo Yixi for many years.

She knows the other person's character very well.

Mo Yixi is meticulous and has a deep mind.

He was very eager for the position of Chief Elder of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

If he felt he was no match for Jingzong, he wouldn't give up so easily.

He'll think of another way.

Moreover, they will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

Yunmiao was also looking forward to seeing what methods Mo Yixi would use.

Afterwards, Yunmiao also left with her two apprentices.

After returning to her room, Qin Ran chatted with Tang Da and Fu Xueru.

"Boss, judging from this situation, Master Jingzong is bound to win."

"I think so too. The Ten Thousand Buddha Palm is too powerful. In tomorrow's battle, Mo Yixi will definitely not be a match for Jingzong," Qin Ran said.

Fu Xueru sneered: "That's not necessarily true."

Qin Ran looked at her: "Do you think Mo Yixi has a chance to win?"

"Judging from these few matches, the strength of these sect leaders is about the same. Jingzong has the Ten Thousand Buddha Palm, which makes him seem superior. But Mo Yixi is not someone to be trifled with. He will definitely find a way to win tomorrow's competition," Fu Xueru said seriously.

Qin Ran put on a thoughtful expression.

Mo Yixi is the leader of the Kunlun Sect.

The Kunlun School is also a prestigious and orthodox school.

But Mo Yixi seems to be a very cunning person.

Who knows, he might be up to some kind of trickery.

"Senior sister's analysis makes some sense. I also think Mo Yixi is a very scheming person. He might use dirty tricks behind people's backs."

"Therefore, you must be wary of him, lest he plot against your senior brother behind your back."

Qin Ran nodded.

After chatting for a while, Tang Da and Fu Xueru left.

Qin Ran stayed in the room to continue studying the Ten Thousand Buddha Palm technique.

He was very fond of this secret manual.

I must learn it as soon as possible.

……

At this moment, Mo Yixi was also pacing back and forth in the room.

He frowned, constantly thinking of a solution.

The Shaolin Temple's Ten Thousand Buddha Palm technique is extremely powerful.

If Jingzong uses the Ten Thousand Buddha Palm tomorrow, he will probably have a hard time resisting it.

The ending should be the same as Yin Qingxuan's.

There are two paths before us.

We need to find a way to break Jingzong's Ten Thousand Buddha Palm.

Alternatively, one could find other shortcuts to win the competition.

Mo Yixi became more and more distressed the more she thought about it.

He couldn't come up with a solution for either of them.

He would be truly unwilling to accept defeat if he lost to Shizumune.

Moreover, he also had to be wary of Qin Ran.

Qin Ran is now Jingzong's junior brother, so he will definitely help Jingzong.

If I were to pull any tricks, Qin Ran would definitely not stand idly by...

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