Suddenly, Qing Yi's body was like a kite with a broken string. He flew backwards and smashed into the ground.
However, as Xiahou Yang had said, the disciples of the Array Faction were good at arrays and talismans, but they did not focus on body tempering. This punch did not cause Qing Yi to lose his combat strength.
Qing Yi rubbed his chest. Suddenly, his eyes widened. He was horrified to find that on his chest, there was a talisman that emitted a faint flame.
Detonation Talisman!
At the same time, Chen Zifeng's consciousness moved. He coldly shouted, "Explode!"
Boom!
Along with his voice, the sound of an explosion suddenly resounded through the entire arena. A bright flame instantly exploded on Qing Yi's chest.
The terrifying shockwave rolled up Qing Yi's body and threw him off the stage.
The battle ended very quickly. It did not last long.
"First round, Chen Zifeng wins!"
Chen Zifeng did not become arrogant because of this. In his eyes, a disciple of the Union defeating a disciple of the Alliance Martial House was a matter of course.
At this moment, Xiahou Yang and Xiahou Xuan also hurried to Qing Yi's side. There was already a manager that brought Qing Yi to the resting area and cleaned his wounds.
But even after cleaning his wounds, Qing Yi's chest was still bloody and charred. Fortunately, his internal organs were not injured.
"Don't worry, this is not an elimination match. I don't need to take his life. The power of this Detonation Talisman is less than a tenth of the real one." Chen Zifeng's voice sounded from afar.
"This bastard!" Such a reminder sounded more like a form of humiliation to Qing Yi.
However, he still did not understand one thing.
"Martial House Master, why was his sword so strong? Didn't you say that the disciples of the Array Faction are not good at body tempering?" This was what Qing Yi was worried about. He did not believe that a disciple of the Array Faction who did not temper their body could be so much stronger than him.
Was it true that the disciples of the Union Martial House were much stronger than the disciples of the Alliance Martial House?
Xiahou Yang was also puzzled. He did not know what was going on.
At this time, Lin Yun quietly appeared beside them. He faintly explained, "Heavy Blaster Talisman."
"Heavy Point Talisman?" Xiahou Yang looked at Lin Yun with a puzzled expression. As a Martial House Master of the Alliance Martial House, he had never heard of such a talisman.
"He fused the Gravity Talisman, which can increase gravity, and the Sharp Blade Talisman, which can increase the sharpness of sabers and swords. That's why his sword became stronger because of the gravity."
"As for why your dagger broke, it was because of the effect of the Sharp Blade Talisman." Lin Yun explained casually. He had already done this in his previous life, so it was not a rare thing to fuse two kinds of talismans together.
After hearing Lin Yun's words, Xiahou Yang and the other two came to a sudden realization.
Xiahou Yang's old face was even more embarrassed. He was the dignified Martial House Master of the Alliance Martial House, and yet he didn't know about it. Yet, Lin Yun actually knew about it so clearly.
"This bastard …" Qing Yi couldn't help but curse. Although he was very angry, he couldn't find a reason to refute.
After all, the talisman was a one-time use item that could only be used in this competition.
"It's all my fault for being too careless!" Qing Yi said with regret.
Xiahou Yang patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, your injuries are not light. Take a good rest, you still have to fight later."
Qing Yi shook his head and grabbed Lin Yun's arm. With an unwilling expression, he said, "Jiang Yun, I know you can defeat that guy! You must, you must defeat him! "
This was not because Qing Yi wanted Lin Yun to take revenge for him, but because Qing Yi wanted to let others know that the disciples of the Alliance Martial House were not trash!
They also had a monstrous genius like Lin Yun!
But before Lin Yun could reply, Chen Zifeng, who was resting on the side, suddenly sneered and contemptuously said, "Have you lost your mind from the fall? You want to defeat me with a fourth-level late stage Wu Huang trash? "
Lin Yun's face was expressionless. He only patted Qing Yi's shoulder and didn't say anything, directly ignoring Chen Zifeng.
A moment later, the chief examiner stepped back onto the stage and announced the second match.
"Tenth peak, Array Faction regional competition, first round, second match, Xi Dongqing against Jiang Yun!"
Lin Yun crossed his hands behind his back and was about to step forward, but Xiahou Xuan had already rushed to Lin Yun's side and said with a smile, "Big brother Jiang Yun, you can do it!"
Thousands of words finally converged into a single, "You can do it!"
Lin Yun indifferently nodded and then stepped onto the stage.
His opponent was a core disciple from the West Sea Alliance Martial House – Xi Dongqing, a fifth-level late stage Wu Huang.
Lin Yun was very clear that this should be a high level member of the Sacred Alliance. After checking his information, they found out that he was only a fourth-level late stage Wu Huang, so they arranged such an opponent for him.
This Xi Dongqing had no hair on his head, only three thin strands of hair fluttered in the air.
After he saw Lin Yun, he couldn't help but laugh and taunted, "I was worried that it would be an inner disciple of the Array Faction. I didn't expect to meet a small late-stage late stage fourth level Wu Huang."
"Brat, why don't you admit defeat so you don't waste everyone's time."
"Xi Dongqing, you're too lucky! This kind of good thing happened to you. "
"Xi Dongqing, if you can't even beat this brat, then don't come back to our West Sea Martial House!"
Hearing his companion's words, Xi Dongqing patted his chest and said confidently, "If I lose to this brat, then I'll eat all the shit in the Array Faction today!"
Xi Dongqing's words caused the expressions of the Array Faction disciples to change, especially some of the female disciples.
Xi Dongqing felt the hostility of many people and quickly turned around. He cupped his hands and smiled at the crowd, "Everyone, it was a slip of the tongue!"
Then, Xi Dongqing turned around and pointed at Lin Yun. He raised his chin and coldly said, "Brat, after the match starts, I'll give you three seconds to consider. If you admit defeat, then you'll suffer less!"
Lin Yun held his hands behind his back and remained motionless.
At the same time, Chen Meiming, who was sitting on the ruby throne, glanced at the two people on the stage and sighed, "This Alliance Martial House is getting worse every year. What kind of trash are the disciples they send here?"
"Rather than wasting these resources to train these Alliance Martial House disciples, it's better to distribute them to us."
After saying that, Chen Meiming directly looked away. In her opinion, Lin Yun, this late-stage fourth level Wu Huang, didn't have any good points. As for Xi Dongqing, she also didn't have any good points.
To her, this kind of competition was not worth watching at all.
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