Chapter 47 The Talent of Evil

Qin Yanwu's voice slowly dispersed in the canteen. When the people in the canteen heard the words, they were stunned and immediately exclaimed.

"Feng Xing is going to challenge Master Yanwu. Now there is a good show."

"Yes, Feng Xing is just 20 years old and is qualified to challenge Master Yanwu. Once he wins, he can become qualified to fight for the family half a year later."

"Feng Xing has the cultivation of a fifth-order martial artist, and he is just 20 years old. Naturally, he is a little unconvinced. This is also a matter of course. Let's take a look."

The people and disciples of the surrounding family are talking about it, and they are looking forward to the duel between the two.

It is no wonder that in the Qin family, Feng Xing, who is under 20 years old and has the cultivation of a fifth-order martial arts master, has excellent cultivation qualifications and has a good reputation among the young generation of the family, and he has always been extremely competitive. After Qin Zhenyu announced his life-and-death duel on that day, he was vaguely unconvinced and wanted to fight with Qin. Let's have a try.

"Okay, it's worthy of Master Yanwu. See you at the martial arts arena in half an hour." Feng Xing was not surprised. If Qin Yanwu did not agree, it would be the most surprising thing for him. As long as the Qin family knew what the latter was, he was definitely not the kind of timid and afraid of things.

"No, just now. Anyway, I'm a little itchy." Qin Yanwu smiled and said lightly.

When Feng Xing heard this, his eyes condensed, and his heart admired the young master again.

"Black electricity, let's go." Qin Yanwu shouted, and the black power quickly followed.

"When did Master Yanwu have this cloud electric leopard? It seems that there should also be a third-order level. They seem to be very close, which is really incredible. Only then did Feng Xing notice the relationship between Qin Yanwu and Yun Electric Leopard.

Shaking his head and no longer thinking about it, Feng Xing also left with several other people and walked towards the martial arts arena.

After seeing both sides leave, everyone in the canteen also left to see the excitement.

After a while, many people and disciples of the Qin family have gathered in the martial arts competition. The martial arts field is suddenly very lively. Usually, only family martial arts competition will have such a scene here. Obviously, the competition between Qin Yanwu and Feng Xing also has such an effect.

In a pavilion, several people were sitting there at this time.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect that anyone would challenge Yanwu's qualification so soon." Qin Dayuan, who spoke, looked at the martial arts arena below with interest.

"Feng Xing is not weak among the young generation of the family. He is extremely competitive, and it is only a matter of time before this kind of thing is challenged." The speaker is a middle-aged man, and his breath is no weaker than Qin Dayuan. This man is the first head of the Qin family, Hong Shen.

Hong Shen is the first head of the Qin family. He has played a very important role for the Qin family. Many people and disciples of the Qin family have been personally taught by him and have a very high status in the Qin family.

"Brother Hong, who do you think will win?" Qin Dayuan asked with a smile.

"According to his cultivation, Feng Xing is higher, but according to his actual combat effectiveness, I still think that Master Yanwu's winning rate will be higher. After all, both sides are in the realm of martial arts, not the gap in the big realm. It is still possible to make up for the gap in this small realm with its extraordinary combat effectiveness." Hong Shen thought for a moment and immediately said.

"It is worthy of being the first teacher of the Qin family, with a unique vision, just like what I thought." Qin Dayuan praised.

"hehe." Hong Shen just smiled and didn't say anything.

In the martial arts competition.

Qin Yanwu and Feng Xing stand on a large ring. Their appearances are different. The former has a smile and seems to be not nervous, while the latter has a serious face, giving people a feeling that they never know what laughter is.

"Brother Feng, please!" Qin Yanwu smiled unabated and made a gesture of invitation.

When Feng Xing saw this, his eyes condensed and said, "Master Yanwu, you have no eyes on your fists and feet. If you hurt, you can't blame me. Drink!"

After saying that, Feng Xing shouted in a low voice, and Xuanli surged out of his body, and a blue mysterious force suddenly appeared around him, giving him a feeling like a vast ocean.

Yes, Feng Xing is the physique of water. Water has always been famous for its softness, but now judging from his breath, there is no softness, which is simply surging, like a wave.

"Do you want to defeat fire with water? But fire can also make water evaporate. Qin Yanwu smiled, and the surroundings suddenly became hot.

Squeak!

Sure enough, as Qin Yanwu said, the mysterious power of the water around him actually creaked after touching the mysterious power of his fire, and there were bursts of water around him, as if he could not stand the heat and evaporated.

Humph!

Seeing this, Feng Xing did not hesitate much, snorted, and his palms kept running. The mysterious power of the water around him became more surging, and there were layers of huge waves behind him.

"The tide is over the sky."

Feng Xing's action is a spiritual-level mysterious skill. After this move is used, it is like a huge wave, endless, and there is a layer of attack.

Boom!

The huge waves made a huge noise, colliding layer after layer, while Feng Xing's attack was a continuous palm attack, and countless palms kept bombarding around.

Seeing this, Qin Yanwu finally moved. He jumped and did not retreat. He was not afraid of the palm attack all over the sky and met him directly.

Peng!

When Qin Yanwu jumped up, the sky was suddenly dyed red, and the red clouds came with boundless power and crawled. Those fire clouds suddenly evolved into a pair of huge palms, and the palms directly grabbed the palm prints attacked by Feng Xing.

After touching the red cloud giant palm, Feng Xing's palm exploded without any suspense and could not stop the attack of the giant palm at all.

"It's awesome. Obviously, my cultivation is not as good as mine, and my combat power is so terrible." Feng Xing was shocked, but the current form did not allow him to think too much, and the offensive strengthened again.

"It's useless. No matter how much it is, it's just a waste." Qin Yanwu shouted and pretended to be ready to fight back strongly. Even Feng Xing thought so, but unexpectedly, Qin Yanwu turned around and quickly came behind Feng Xing, leaving his huge palm to continue to bombard him.

"It's so fast, not good, it's a false trick!" Feng Xing was shocked, but it was too late.

Bang!

A powerful heavy punch hit Feng Xing's shoulder. Feng Xing was blown away like a cannonball, but he was not seriously injured, but was directly kicked out of the ring.

Lost!

This is the first thought in everyone's mind.

Feng Xing, standing outside the boundary, stood there in astonishment. He really couldn't believe that the two sides had only been in the first few minutes of the match, but he had lost and still lost so fast.

"I made concessions." Qin Yanwu arched his hand and laughed.

"I lost, Master Yanwu, you are really good." Feng Xing came over and said with a wry smile. His shoulder was still painful, but it was okay.

"No, it's just a fluke." Qin Yanwu said modestly, but he knew in his heart that the other party had some scruples, otherwise he would not have lost to himself so soon.

Feng Xing didn't know and smiled bitterly in his heart, but he did not feel that he had lost. If he had just been against the real enemy, I'm afraid he would not have stood and talked like this now. It was caused by his too confidentness and then left the martial arts venue alone.

Wow!

At this time, the Qin family and disciples around realized that the competition was over. They immediately exclaimed that it was almost unimaginable that the competition between the two ended so quickly.

"Haha, Brother Yanwu is the best!" At this time, a young and familiar voice sounded. Hearing the sound, it was the young abyss brought back by Qin Yanwu that day.

The young Yuan quickly walked to Qin Yanwu, looked extremely excited, and then said excitedly, "Brother Yanwu, I also have strength now, hey hey!"

Qin Yanwu smiled and immediately looked at the teenager in front of him with great surprise and asked, "What strength are you now?"

"I'm not as good as you. I just broke through to the first-order warrior the day before yesterday." The teenager Yuan spread out his hands and said.

"What! Is this still a human? Evil, it's simply evil. You have only been practicing for less than a week to reach this level. Qin Yanwu was surprised when he heard this.

It was only a week for the young abys to come to the Qin family. At that time, he didn't even know what cultivation was, but a week later, he had reached the cultivation of a first-order samurai. This cultivation talent can only be described as evil.