Shocking result

When Xiao Ziji threw Xiao Linye over his shoulder and put him on the ground, with one hand on his neck and the other wildly abusing him, the Great Elder of the Xiao Clan on the high platform could not sit still and stood up.

He just wanted to scold and stop Xiao Ziji from abusing him. He had no intention of making a move.

After all, the organizer of the martial arts competition was the City Lord of Liyang City, and the Great Elder of the Xiao Clan did not have the guts to interfere with the competition.

Jun Changxiao did not know. Seeing him stand up angrily, he thought that he was going to harm Xiao Ziji, so he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

After aiming for so long, the shot was definitely a hit. The deviation of about half a meter was also a warning to the other party.

This was called a warning shot.

The bullet condensed by the crystal nucleus flew past him, and the violent power it carried deeply shocked the Great Elder of the Xiao Clan.

At that moment, he did not doubt that if it hit him, the result would be either death or injury!

The Great Elder of the Xiao Clan was shocked and could only obediently watch Xiao Linye being abused by Xiao Ziji. His hands clenched on the armrest, and his face turned pale.

The expelled trash beat the future genius of the clan. It must be a slap in the face and a stab in the heart!

The direct descendants of the Xiao Clan slumped in their chairs one by one and died beautifully again.

…

After the referee announced Xiao Ziji's victory, the spectator stand was silent.

Xiao Linye, who had the cultivation of a Rank One Martial Disciple, was defeated by the power of his physical body. This was absolutely shocking!

Trash?

No one thought so anymore.

Because if someone who could even defeat a Martial Disciple was trash, what were they?

Xiao Ziji stopped in the winner's area and felt everyone's gaze. He said with an expressionless face, "The feeling from five years ago is back …"

What feeling?

The feeling of being envied by countless people.

At that time, he enjoyed the attention of others and had the arrogance that a genius should have. After five years of experiencing the coldness and warmth of the world, his heart was as still as water.

"Junior Brother!" Su Xiaomo squatted in another battle area and raised his thumb. "Well done!"

Xiao Ziji smiled brightly.

Only in front of the Sect Master and Senior Brother would his decadent face show a pure smile.

…

The fifth round's last contestant was Seven Fields.

Because his opponent's strength was also a first rank Martial Disciple, he had no choice but to open all twelve meridians and explode with both his Spiritual Power and physical body. After a lot of twists and turns, he was finally able to defeat his opponent.

After going through the devil training, coupled with the spirit energy formation and the 50% meridian opening rate of the Body Metamorphose Scripture, Tian Qi broke through from the 5th stage to the 12th stage.

Calculating carefully, it was about one meridian per day!

"The eighth match of the fifth round, the winner is Seven Fields!" the referee shouted.

Tian Qi's Twelve Sections Meridian Opening Stage Strike against a first grade Martial Disciple once again caused the entire place to become absolutely silent.

"Ding!"

"Five disciples have advanced to the sixth round. The completion rate of the epic mission is 50%. The host has received 20 contribution points."

"Ding!"

"Sect contribution points: 112/500."

Jun Changxiao murmured, "Zui Ji and Tian Qi met in the district finals."

That's right.

There were only two people left in Area D, Xiao Ziji and Seven Fields.

The martial artists on the spectator stands also realized this and began to discuss among themselves. If the two of them were to fight, who would win?

…

At the end of the fifth round, there were only two people left in each battle zone.

Next, they would compete for the first place in their battle zone and then fight for the final championship.

What made many martial artists collapse was that in the top eight, the Iron Bone took up five spots and none of the participating disciples were eliminated!

"In so many years of the Sect Tournament, there has never been five disciples who advanced to the district finals at the same time!"

"Too scary!"

"That Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang are obviously still holding back. The probability of winning the next match is very high!"

While the crowd was discussing in shock, the referee's voice sounded, "The first match of the top eight, Li Qingyang against Huo Yuan Ming!"

"It's starting!"

"I wonder if that Iron Bone disciple will burst out his true strength in this round?"

Under the anticipation, Li Qingyang and Huo Yuan Ming went up the stage one after the other.

When the referee shouted the start, the two of them rushed towards each other at the same time. Spiritual energy gathered in both of their fists, revealing a cold aura.

Li Qingyang knew that his opponent was not simple, so he did not hide it anymore. He directly burst out with the cultivation of a first grade Martial Disciple and his moves were also bold!

"He is a Martial Disciple!"

"When the Numerous Sects recruited him, it seems that he was only in the tenth stage of the Channel Opening Realm. Now, in less than two months, he is actually a Martial Disciple. Incredible!"

"What kind of elixir does Iron Bone have that can make a disciple improve so quickly!"

… …

On the stage, Li Qingyang, who was full of cultivation, fought more and more smoothly. After more than ten moves, he suppressed Huo Yuan Ming, who was also a first grade Martial Disciple!

"The outcome has been decided." Many strong people judged.

"Bang!"

Sure enough, Li Qingyang's fist was like a snake from the side and directly hit Huo Yuan Ming's shoulder, knocking him out of the stage.

"Hehe."

Su Xiaomo laughed and said, "Second Senior Brother is still very scary when he is serious!"

"The winner of the top eight battle is Li Qingyang!" The referee shouted.

The corners of many martial artists' mouths twitched.

They knew of Li Qingyang's strength, but they did not expect that after fully erupting, he would easily defeat an opponent of the same level!

The next to appear, Lu Qianqian, shocked them even more because after the start, she defeated a second grade Martial Disciple contestant in a very short time.

That's right.

A real second grade Martial Disciple.

A contestant with this kind of strength was either the champion or the runner-up in the previous Martial Arts Competition!

"The Martial Arts Competition is getting more and more difficult. Why are these two disciples of Iron Bone getting easier and easier?"

Many martial artists' mentality really collapsed.

Jun Changxiao said, "Very good, very good."

Two disciples occupied two spots in the top four, and they were one step closer to the condition of sweeping the top three.

… …

Next, Su Xiaomo went to fight.

His opponent was Zhang Linghe, an outstanding disciple of the sixth-rate Heroic Martial Sect. His strength was also a second grade Martial Disciple!

Many experts thought that the Iron Bone disciple would not be able to withstand and would definitely be eliminated.

Who knew that after the start of the battle, Su Xiaomo would rely on his agile movement technique to move around the stage, and Zhang Linghe could not even touch the corner of his clothes?

"That's too fast!"

"Did he learn some kind of high-level movement technique?"

"Very likely!"

Many martial artists could not understand and could only attribute the extremely fast Su Xiaomo to using a high-level movement technique.

In fact?

He did not use anything, just a pair of short legs.

Su Xiaomo did not just move around. Occasionally, he would seize the opportunity to sneak an attack from behind. Regardless of whether he hit or not, he would immediately retreat after attacking.

Zhang Linghe was angered by this, and he released his spiritual power recklessly to wave it around the stage.

"Hey, you can't hit me. Are you angry? Hey, hey, hey, you can't hit me again. Are you angry? "Su Xiaomo dodged again and again, and did not forget to provoke him with cheap words, making his opponent even angrier.

Zhang Linghe, who had always been arrogant, was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he attacked even more crazily.

An hour later, he was exhausted and stood on the spot, panting. The anger in his eyes was about to spurt out.

"Go down!" Su Xiaomo seized the opportunity and rushed over from the side. He raised his leg and kicked him in the face, and he flew out beautifully.

"Nice!"

Before Zhang Linghe fell to the ground, Jun Changxiao could not help but cheer.

Su Xiaomo had won the district championship. Including Xiao Ziji and Tian Qi, who did not fight, it meant that the fight for the championship had become an internal battle of the Iron Bone disciples!

"Plop!"

Zhang Linghe fell off the stage, and a footprint appeared on the right side of his face.

"Is … is this a dream?"

Many martial artists were in a daze, and the shock in their hearts could no longer be described with words.

District A champion, Li Qingyang!

District B champion, Su Xiaomo!

District C champion, Lu Qianqian!

District D champion, Xiao Ziji and Tian Qi were one of them!

Iron Bone took the first place in all four districts. This was definitely something that had never happened since the start of the Inter-Sect Tournament!