With the death of Xiao Rufeng, Qin Tian entered the last round against Zhao Kong.
Just one step away from winning.
However, now that Xiao Rufeng was dead, the anger in Qin Tian's heart disappeared. He did not want to risk his life in the last round. He was too lazy to think about the title of Qinghe city's number one genius. Whoever wants it can have it. Anyway, he was not interested in it at all.
After the stage was cleared, Xiao Lie's eyes were like fire. The burning hatred seemed to want to burn Qin Tian to ashes.
However, Qin Zhantian was secretly on guard. He was worried that Xiao Lie would lose his mind and attack Qin Tian. Who could endure the pain of losing a son?
Qin Tian was only one step away from becoming the champion. Qin Zhantian had to ensure his safety. As long as Qin Tian became the champion, his position in the clan would be more stable. At the very least, those elders would not be able to find an excuse to force him to abdicate.
As long as he was given time, not long after, no one in the Qin clan would be dissatisfied with him.
As the youngest patriarch of the Qin clan, how could he not have some tricks up his sleeve?
On the stage, Qin Tian looked at Zhao Kong calmly.
Zhao Kong narrowed his eyes, thinking about the fox that had revealed its true colors. A smile hung on his face as he looked at Qin Tian. A fiery red Qigong was gathered on his fist. Under the scorching sun, a thin layer of Qigong rose.
Red Qigong?
"Did Old Zhao teach him the Scarlet Flame Scripture?" Qin Zhantian was shocked. He looked at Zhao Wudi and his face changed. He sighed in his heart, "Seems like there is no hope for Qin Tian."
Of the four great clans in Qinghe city, why was the Zhao clan the number one clan?
One of the biggest reasons was because of the "Scarlet Flame Scripture". This was a Gold Rank Cultivation Method, the only Gold Rank Cultivation Method in Qinghe City that surpassed the High Rank Cultivation Method. It was obtained by the ancestor of the Zhao Family in a mountain cave by chance. The Qigong released by the person who cultivated it was scarlet red, with a strong flame aura. The Qigong emitted by the person was extremely hot, just like the flames of a fire dragon, making it difficult for people to approach. Moreover, when combined with other cultivation methods, the damage would be doubled.
The reason why Zhao Wudi had red eyebrows and red hair was because he cultivated the Scarlet Flame Scripture and had reached the realm of mahayana. Although Zhao Kong had not reached the realm of Zhao Wudi, to be able to release red Qigong, his strength had reached the peak of spirit formation realm.
The peerless genius that the Zhao Family had been hiding for so many years had finally surfaced.
Some of the elders whispered to each other. Originally, they all thought that Qin Tian would win, but now, no one thought that he would win.
Zhao Wudi was like an old fox. He squinted his eyes, and the smile on his face grew wider. He was determined to win the Invitational Clan Tournament.
"Your luck is really bad. Originally, I wanted to deal with Xiao Rufeng, but he died. Now, I can only fight you." Zhao Kong said indifferently. In his eyes, Qin Tian was like a dead man.
"Don't worry, I will be merciful."
"However, I'm still going to cripple your cultivation," Ye Chen said.
"After all, your existence is a considerable threat to the Zhao Clan."
Zhao Kong's crimson fists coldly crossed, and countless fists suddenly burst out. Layers upon layers of illusions, continuously superimposing each other. The blazing aura also rose, as if he was in the mouth of a volcano.
The strong aura, breathing in and out was almost perfect. His body moved up and down, as calm as a mountain. Only a person with strong self-confidence would be able to do this. Seems like this Zhao Kong really hid his strength.
Qin Tian confirmed this point and became cautious. Looking at the countless illusions, he immediately thought of the 'Phantom Palm'. However, he could not see through it, as if all the illusions were real.
"Kill him … …"
Below the stage, Zhao Jiannan shouted with excitement in his eyes. Under the Scarlet Flame Fist, who would be able to survive?
Zhao Kong did not want to talk too much. He swung both his fists, and the surrounding illusions kept changing positions, covering Qin Tian's 128 blind spots.
This fist, could not be avoided.
Left with no choice, Qin Tian had already accelerated his retreat, wanting to avoid the sharpness. However, no matter where he dodged, the shadow of the fist followed. Moreover, the dry and hot aura became more intense. Qin Tian's clothes were drenched, and he was drenched in sweat.
"Damn it, must you use such a big move right from the start?"
Qin Tian was furious. Activating the Heavenly Dragon Form Scripture, a cloud of dust appeared around him. His Qigong was resisting the hot aura formed by the illusions … …
"It's useless. You're only a rank four spirit formation cultivator, and I'm a rank eight spirit formation cultivator. You're not my opponent. You've already used up too much of your Qigong in the previous fight. Now, you won't be able to hold on for long. I advise you to cripple your cultivation, and save yourself the pain. "
With every step Zhao Kong took, the pressure Qin Tian felt increased. The powerful spiritual pressure brought with it an intense heat, causing Qin Tian's hair to stand on end.
If he were to endure this punch, he would either die or be crippled.
At that time, wouldn't he be a fish on the chopping block?
"F * * k … …"
Qin Tian cursed in his heart. Seeing Zhao Kong approaching step by step, his eyes suddenly widened and a dragon roar sounded. "Rumble … …"
An ancient dragon rushed out, and an ancient mammoth trampled.
The two forces intertwined, condensed, and shook the heavens and earth. All the illusions in the air were shattered, and the blazing aura dissipated.
Zhao Kong's expression changed, but he was not in a hurry. He quickly retreated, and the scarlet flame aura became stronger. Raising his fist, he roared, "Soaring Scarlet Flame!"
In an instant, Zhao Kong's body was like a flame, and his Qigong exploded … …
As soon as he finished speaking, his body disappeared.
Qin Tian was startled. He felt a ball of hot air coming down from his head. Immediately, the remaining force of the Virtuous Draconic Force went up … …
"Rumble!"
The sky was red, as bewitching as fresh blood.
The bluestone platform beneath Qin Tian's feet cracked, and the sound of cracking exploded in everyone's ears. The weaker disciples fainted immediately, and some of the elders circulated their Qigong to resist the incoming aura.
The collision of the two Qigong resulted in a huge shockwave.
The streak-like airwaves spread out, one ring after another, like a long series of ripples.
On the platform, the dust dissipated. Qin Tian's feet were covered in dust. His face was pale, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. "F * * k, a rank eight spirit formation Qigong is so powerful, too terrifying."
On the other side, Zhao Kong's clothes were tattered, and his chest was covered in Spiritual Qi. However, his face revealed a proud expression. Compared to Qin Tian, his injuries were much lighter.
"Spirit armor?"
"Zhao Wudi, what is the meaning of this?"
Qin Zhantian jumped up and pointed at Zhao Wudi's nose.
"Hmph." Zhao Wudi snorted and laughed, "I'm just giving the prize to the champion in advance."
"Old devil Zhao, aren't you bullying others too much? The competition hasn't even ended, and Zhao Kong has already received the prize. Where is the fairness of the competition? Where are the rules? "The patriarch of the Liu clan stood up.
The prize for the competition this time was a spirit tool. As for what it was, only the patriarchs of the four great clans knew. The one Zhao Kong was wearing was the prize, a mid-grade spirit armor. It could protect the heart and absorb three layers of Qigong attacks. It could be said to be a high-grade mid-grade spirit tool.
Against those of the same strength, it would have an absolute advantage.
"Fairness? Rules? " Zhao Wudi suddenly soared into the air, his fiery red hair flying in all directions. Like an ancient demon, he shouted without any scruples, "Laozi is fairness, I am the rules …"
A rank seven spirit refining cultivator, no one in Qinghe city could be his opponent.
At that moment, the atmosphere in the square became oppressive. Even the spirit refining cultivator Qin Zhantian could only use his Qi to resist, not daring to say another word.
What is tyrannical? What is arrogant?
The space between Qin Tian's eyebrows rose. At that moment, his body and mind underwent a transformation. After half a month of killing, the door to the law of aura he comprehended opened. At that moment, Qin Tian seemed to have stepped into another world, an extremely quiet world, a world that only he could control.
At that moment, the system sounded, "Congratulations to player 'Qin Tian' for comprehending the law of aura … …"
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