"Just this circle?"
Ning Qi glanced at the circle and looked at Zhao Jin with a smile that wasn't a smile.
"Not bad."
Zhao Jin nodded lightly.
"How? Are you going to stand there and let me hit you? "
Ning Qi smiled.
"En, I'll stand here. You can do it."
Zhao Jin smiled faintly. "I'll only give you ten punches. After ten punches, you only need to take one of my punches. Regardless of life or death, everyone will bear witness."
"Regardless of life or death?"
Mo Xie's expression changed and he snorted, "Zhao Jin, put away your plans."
"Mo Xie, Senior Brother Zhao is already very fair. Why don't you kneel down and admit your mistakes?"
Xiong Lie sneered.
"Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to talk to me?"
Mo Xie looked coldly at Xiong Lie.
"You!"
Xiong Lie was furious, "Don't be so arrogant. I've already formed my Natal Star and the first rank Ancient Star Body. Do you think I'm not qualified to talk to you?"
"Not qualified."
Mo Xie sneered.
"Alright, everyone stop talking. Let's do as Senior Brother Zhao Jin said. Let's all be witnesses."
Ning Qi smiled.
Everyone was startled and looked at Ning Qi with a strange expression.
"Alright, we'll be witnesses."
Xiong Lie sneered.
"Come." Zhao Jin stood with his hands clasped behind his back, calmly looking at Ning Qi. The Outer Sect disciples watching from afar couldn't help but feel a trace of worship in their hearts. This was especially true for the female disciples. Although Zhao Jin's appearance wasn't outstanding,
Although Zhao Jin's appearance wasn't outstanding, his bearing and identity were enough to make them infatuated.
"I'm here."
Ning Qi smiled and walked in front of Zhao Jin.
In the next moment, he threw a punch. At the same time, the Nine Inner Hidden Gates were opened. A terrifying and pure power flowed through Ning Qi's right arm and hit Zhao Jin's chest.
Zhao Jin's eyes popped out and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest. After a few breaths, the power exploded.
He flew out uncontrollably and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the horizon. On the ground, a trail of blood was left from his mouth!
The surroundings were silent.
Even the sound of breathing disappeared.
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief as they watched this scene unfold before them!
"No, impossible … A core disciple couldn't even withstand a single punch from him?"
Peng Wushuang muttered to himself, unwilling to believe what he was seeing. A trace of regret appeared in Di Si Na's eyes. If she had known that Ning Qi's methods were so terrifying, she definitely would not have followed Peng Wushuang's character and chosen to offend Ning Qi. However, it was already too late.
He wasn't someone that outer disciples could afford to offend. Even inner disciples would have to think twice before doing so!
"How can his strength be so terrifying!"
Xiong Lie stared fixedly at Ning Qi, a trace of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
He had formed the first rank of the Ancient Star Body, so he knew Zhao Jin's physical strength very well. The third rank of the Ancient Star Body was comparable to a Heaven's Mandate Realm cultivator who specialized in body tempering. Normal Heaven's Mandate Realm attacks wouldn't be able to hurt Zhao Jin at all!
However, Ning Qi had made Zhao Jin disappear in front of everyone with a single punch. Didn't that mean that his punch had the power of the Fate State?
How was this possible?
A mere Karma Realm cultivator had the physical strength of a Heaven's Mandate Realm cultivator? How could there be such a monster in this world?
Zhang Jingtao, Ferro, and the inner disciples that Xiong Lie had brought along didn't dare to speak. They could only stare at Ning Qi in a daze.
"Sigh, I seem to have used too much force."
Ning Qi glanced at the circle on the ground and smiled at Mo Xie, "I'll be fine if I accidentally killed Senior Brother Zhao Jin, right?" Mo Xie finally collected his thoughts. He gave Ning Qi a deep look, then turned to Xiong Lie and the others with a smile, "Of course not. They can testify that it was Zhao Jin who asked you to make a move. He even asked you to throw ten punches, but you only threw one.
If he dies just like that, it's his fate. "
"Then I'm relieved."
Ning Qi nodded with a smile. His gaze then landed on Ferro and Zhang Jingtao, "Do you want to compete with me in terms of physical strength?"
"Ah … no, it's fine."
Zhang Jingtao immediately put on an embarrassed smile and waved his hand.
"What about you?"
Ning Qi looked at Ferro.
"No, it's fine."
Ferro forced a smile on his face.
"Then, what about you, Senior Brother Xiong Lie?"
Ning Qi smiled, "I remember that in the first test, Senior Brother's physical strength was great. Now that you've formed your Fate Star and Rank 1 Ancient Star Body, why don't you compete with me?"
"Don't be too full of yourself!"
Xiong Lie snorted coldly and left.
What a joke.
Even a Rank 3 Ancient Star Body was defeated. How could he compete with Ning Qi in terms of physical strength with a mere Rank 1 Ancient Star Body? Wouldn't that be courting death!?
As soon as Xiong Lie left, the rest of the inner disciples followed closely behind. They didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.
Ning Qi and Mo Xie smiled and returned to Astral-93.
Seeing this, the outer disciples at the entrance of the courtyard made way for Ning Qi. They looked at him with shocked eyes. Peng Wushuang and Di Si Na had already sneaked back into their rooms when Ning Qi turned around.
… …
Bang!
There was a loud sound.
Zhao Jin's body smashed heavily into a mountain, raising a cloud of dust. Before Zhao Jin could climb out of the mountain, a few figures had already broken through the air. They were all core disciples dressed in white, and Ye Buhui was among them!
"It seems to be Zhao Jin."
One of the core disciples glanced at the crowd and said in a low voice.
"How could he be beaten up like this?"
A trace of doubt arose in everyone's hearts.
After a while, Zhao Jin climbed out of the mountain in a sorry state. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Ye Buhui and the others.
"Cough, cough …"
Zhao Jin immediately bent over and coughed. Every time he coughed, he would spit out a mouthful of blood. There was an obvious dent in his chest.
"Damn it, how could that guy's physical strength be so terrifying …"
Zhao Jin clenched his fists. He was still thinking about the power of Ning Qi's punch and felt that it was unbelievable.
How could a Karma State cultivator's physical strength be stronger than that of a core disciple who had formed a Rank 3 Ancient Star Body?
"Zhao Jin, what happened? How could you be so badly injured in the Alkaid Star Palace? "
Ye Buhui frowned. She could sense that Zhao Jin's aura had dropped by several levels. He had obviously suffered serious internal injuries. Zhao Jin was at the initial stage of the Fate State, but he had a Rank 3 Ancient Star Body. His opponent had to be at the middle stage of the Fate State to be able to beat him so badly.
Yes!
"It's nothing."
Zhao Jin waved his hand with a gloomy expression. He slowly flew up and flew into the distance.
Was he going to tell them that he had been beaten up by an outer disciple?
He would be humiliated if the news got out. Therefore, the first thing he had to do was to keep his mouth shut!
"Forget it. Don't worry about him. He doesn't want to tell us because he's afraid of losing face. Maybe we'll find out why he was so embarrassed in a few days."
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