Winners

Bam! Bam!

Spirit energy spread out from the arena and palm prints appeared.

"This is the Disorienting Palm Technique. Once it's used, it will form an airtight fist print!" an older martial artist said.

Even martial arts techniques?

That Iron Bone disciple would definitely lose!

However, Tian Qi did not panic despite Yi Dashi's frequent attacks. He used both his hands and legs to resist the palm prints that came from different directions.

The higher-level martial artists in the stands were more surprised and shocked as they watched. Although the Iron Bone disciple was caught in the opponent's attack rhythm, he did not use spirit energy at all!

"Every palm from the Qing Ling Sect disciple is at least 1,500 Force Points. How can he resist without using spirit energy to protect his body?"

"This is too exaggerated!"

Whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, Tian Qi took a step back after blocking the opponent's palm technique.

Ten light circles flickered on his right fist. Spirit energy poured into his fist and pierced through the layers of palm prints, landing on the opponent's chest.

Fast, ruthless, and accurate!

Thump thump thump!

Yi Dashi was hit and retreated violently before falling out of the arena. When he stabilized himself, he spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.

The referee said, "The winner of the fourth match of the second round is Tian Qi!"

"He … he won again?"

"That guy only has ten light circles on his wrist. Can he hit a Level 12 Meridian Opening Realm so far with one punch?"

While the martial artists in the stands were dumbfounded, Tian Qi had already walked down the arena.

This time, he received the attack first before defeating his opponent. He used his strength to tell some idiots that his victory in the previous round was not a fluke.

"Sigh."

Jun Changxiao turned around and smiled. "It's not a loss for your previous disciple to lose to my disciple, right?"

The Big Red Sect elder was speechless.

At this moment, he was not as active as before the start of the competition.

Because the disciples he sent out were almost wiped out in the first round, only one of them was left and was assigned to Zone D.

"Hmph."

The Big Red Sect elder said lightly, "This is only the second round. There are still many battles to come. Don't be happy too early."

Jun Changxiao shrugged. He glanced at the Xiao Family elder and found that he was cultivating with his eyes closed.

…

The contestants were still fighting. Judging from the situation, it was obviously much more exciting than the first round. Many people had revealed their martial skills.

In this aspect, Iron Bone was lacking.

This was because the Great Sect Leader Jun had only carried out the Devil's Training, and hadn't imparted any decent martial arts skills to his disciples.

In his words, from the Meridian Opening stage to the Martial Disciple stage, as long as one's strength was strong enough, other than high level martial techniques, it was just icing on the cake.

In fact, there were no good martial skills for the disciples.

"Second round, tenth match, Zhang He versus Li Qingyang!"

"Begin."

"Bang!"

Just as the referee finished speaking, Zhang He was sent flying off the stage by Li Qingyang with a single punch.

"Second round, tenth match, winner, Li Qingyang!"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

…

"The twenty-sixth match of the second round, Su Xiaomo versus Lin Feng."

"Begin!"

Swoosh! Shua! Whoosh! "

The agile Su Xiaomo stepped forward and circled around her opponent in an instant. While he was unprepared, she channeled her spiritual energy into her right leg and kicked him on the butt, sending him flying out of the ring.

"Second round, twenty-sixth match, winner, Su Xiaomo!"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

…

"Second round, forty-second match, Iron Eagle versus Lu Qianqian!"

"Begin!"

"Putong!"

The contestant called Iron Eagle was in the same situation as Hu Yao. He was pushed off the stage by Lu Qianqian with a light wave of her hand.

The audience could not take it anymore!

Big brother, big sister, this is the second round.

The contestants who advanced have some ability. You Iron Bone are all quick and decisive. Can't you show some respect to your opponents?

Respect is not given, it is earned by oneself.

Just like Jun Changxiao, he never asked for respect when others humiliated the sect, because he would fight for it.

Although the sect leader could not participate in this tournament, Lu Qianqian and the other four represented themselves and the entire Iron Bone to fight for respect!

The battle continued …

Until the sixty-fourth match, Xiao Ziji versus Hua Rong!

"He's coming, he's coming!"

"Hua Rong of the Green River Sect is a stage twelve meridian opening stage. He will definitely beat that guy!"

Sure enough, when the match began, Hua Rong merged his spirit energy into his palm and formed a palm knife, launching a fierce attack on Xiao Ziji.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The palm knife was like a shadow, wildly attacking the shoulder, chest, arm, and abdomen.

However, no matter how Hua Rong attacked, Xiao Ziji remained motionless and did not feel the slightest bit of pain.

"This … how is this possible …"

"How strong must his physical body be to be able to stand there like a wooden stake!"

The audience was dumbfounded.

"Damn it!"

Hua Rong was furious. He raised his palm knife and attacked Xiao Ziji's neck fiercely.

In the process, he channeled his spirit energy into his palm and his strength rose steadily!

Smack!

At this moment, Xiao Ziji blocked his palm knife with his palm and said calmly, "It's just a martial arts competition. Why do you have to be so heavy-handed?"

His hand was like a pair of pliers, tightly clasping his opponent's wrist, making it difficult for him to break free.

"He's pinching his meridian!"

"That participant is too impatient and too careless!"

Many experts saw through the trick.

Xiao Ziji did not have a spirit root or a cultivation base, so he was useless.

However, don't forget that he was once a stunning genius. His strength could drop, but his innate battle instincts would not be stifled!

It looked like a wooden stake being hit here and there, but in reality, he was looking for an opening and finally pinching Hua Rong's meridian when he least expected it.

It was a textbook counterattack.

Unfortunately, many spectators did not care.

They cheered for Hua Rong in their hearts, hoping that he would fight back. Among them, the Xiao family's direct descendants were the most enthusiastic.

With his meridian sealed, he was weak and powerless. Was it possible for him to retaliate?

"Shua!"

Xiao Ziji held onto Hua Rong's pulse and dragged him step by step to the edge of the stage. Then, he lifted him up and moved him outside.

With a kick to his stomach, he released his hand that was holding onto his meridian. Hua Rong flew out and fell to the ground. He grimaced in pain and rolled on the ground while clutching his stomach.

Jun Changxiao laughed: "That kick was very heavy."

After a long time.

The referee announced: "The second round, sixty-fourth match, the winner is Xiao Ziji!"

"Ding!"

"Five disciples have advanced to the third round. The completion rate of the epic quest is 20%. The host has received 20 contribution points."

"Ding!"

"Sect Contribution Points: 82500."

Jun Changxiao secretly thought: "I gave another 20 points. If this is the case, the completion rate is 100%, and I can get 200 contribution points. As expected of an epic quest, the rewards are generous!"

… ….

Xiao Ziji returned to the winner's area.

The martial artists on the viewing platform all shut their mouths and chose to remain silent.

Ridicule?

It no longer existed.

The faces of the direct descendants of the Xiao family were as ugly as if they had eaten shit. As for their fragile hearts, they had already been pierced full of holes.

"The expelled direct descendant of the Xiao family has no spirit energy, but he can rely on his physical body to defeat a twelfth stage Meridian Opening Realm cultivator."

"To be able to withstand Hua Rong's crazy attacks and be safe and sound, what kind of terrifying physical body tempering has he gone through these years?"

"Geniuses are indeed geniuses. Even without spiritual roots, they can still find other ways to strengthen themselves."

"The Xiao family expelled him. I'm afraid they are already regretting it."

Xiao Ziji's performance received unanimous praise from the upper echelons of the various sects.

On the high platform, the Xiao family's Great Elder's face was as red as a pig's liver. His eyes were completely covered in killing intent.

The trash that was expelled from the family had consecutively defeated his opponents and advanced to the third round. To him, this was something that was difficult to accept.

In the distance, Jun Changxiao gently raised his hand, intentionally or unintentionally pointing the gun at the Xiao family's Great Elder, and secretly said: "Old man, don't mess around, or I'll shoot you."

He would not allow anyone to hurt his disciples. Not to mention the Xiao family, even the Ye family, Lin family, and Long family were not allowed.