"What a strong palm technique!"

Situ Mingden looked at Ning Qi, his eyes showing a hint of horror.

He naturally knew how strong the Situ family's Paoshan Palm is, and he could condense the Dou Qi and release it with five times or ten times the power. Ordinary Dou Emperors are definitely not Situ Yi's opponents. However, Ning Qi actually broke his palm with his palm. It can only be said that Ning Qi's palm technique is far superior to Paoshan Palm.

"The breath of the most yang and strong is a bit interesting."

The rage waves stood in the void, and a strange color flashed in Ning Qi's eyes.

"This kid is a bit powerful. His opponents at the same level defeated them in one move and are already qualified to become an inner disciple."

"Haha, all of our inner disciples can fight over the level. It's not enough to become inner disciples."

"Look at how the competition will turn out, it won't take too long."

On the other hand, the newly promoted outer disciples threw worshipful eyes at Ning Qi. In their opinion, Ning Qi was already an inner disciple.

"The 200-grade spiritual crystal flowers of Elder Shentu are worth it."

The jealous saying of Wuhu.

Xia Bing smiled slightly: "Who told you not to persist? Otherwise, he would be your disciple."

"Oh, it's useless to say this now. If I knew that his martial arts were so profound, I wouldn't even want to give me a thousand medium-grade spiritual crystals. I thought it would take at least three or four years to train him to become an inner disciple. Then might there be good seedlings at the selection meeting?"

Wuhu sighed.

"He won again..." Hua Wushang looked at Ning Qi coldly: "Be proud, you will cry later."

In the next competition, Hua Wushang defeated Miaoli people and advanced all the way. Eight of the last ten people have already ranked well, and only the first and second candidates are still undecided.

"Do you think Ning Qi will win, or Hua Wushang?"

Sima Lin walked to Wuhu and said with a smile.

"Hua Wushang has been defeated by him twice. At that time, Ning Qi was just the peak fighting spirit. I am too lazy to answer your questions."

Wuhu sneered.

Sima Lin smiled and said nothing.

"It's going to be a decisive battle!" Duan Yingjun looked at the ring excitedly.

Above, Ning Qi and Hua Wushang stood in a distance.

"Ningqi, if you surrender now, I will give you a decent ending."

Hua Wushang sneered.

"You are so stupid as to defeat your opponent, but you dare to speak so arrogantly? Are you crazy?"

Ning Qi laughed.

"Then let's fight!"

Hua Wushang didn't argue too much and smiled coldly.

"Just fight if you want to fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Ning Qi laughed wildly and flew forward. The eighteen dragon-subduing palms of Zhigang Zhiyang directly bombarded Hua Wushang's chest. Hua Wushang's face changed slightly, and the black fighting spirit instantly spread all over his body. He wanted to block Ning Qi's attack, but the ending was still destined!

He screamed and landed heavily outside the ring.

"One move after another!"

The outer disciples murmured to themselves, looking at Ning Qi's eyes as if they were looking at a monster.

"Boss won! Hahaha!"

Duan Yingjun was ecstatic and laughed.

"It's him the inner disciple."

The tiger smiled slightly.

Sima Lin smiled and said, "This may not be."

"What?"

Several deacons and elders looked at Sima Lin at the same time.

"Simalin, what do you mean?"

Wuhu frowned.

"You'll know if you keep reading."

Sima Lin smiled slightly.

In the stands, a woman pointed at Ning Qi and said, "He, our Fengyunhui is about to settle down. No matter how many spiritual crystals are promised, we Fengyunhui will come. Do you understand!"

"I guess a thousand medium-grade spiritual crystals can buy him."

"Well, other forces can't offer this price for the time being. This has only been saved after we have experienced several dangerous tasks."

Ning Qi waited for a long time, but why didn’t Elder Nutao announce the result? Could it be that they can still have a backup plan at this time?

The raging waves fell from the sky and landed on the ring. They glanced at Hua Wushang, looked at Ning Qi again, and slowly spoke: "This competition, Hua Wushang won! Promoted to an inner disciple!"

The scene suddenly became an uproar.

"Hua Wushang won? Didn't he lose to Ning Qi!"

"No, could Elder Nutao pronounce the wrong name?"

"It's possible!"

Wuhu's face looked extremely ugly, and he looked at Sima Lin and said, "So you knew it a long time ago."

"I just heard some noise."

Sima Lin smiled.

"Will it not be too much for the Angry Elder to do this?"

Xia Bing said lightly.

"If you have the courage, go and ask him yourself."

Sima Lin's mouth raised a hint of sarcasm.

The deacons and elders looked at Nutao, and no one dared to speak. After all, the other party was an elder in green, and a finger could suppress their existence.

"How could it be that Hua Wushang won? He was wrong?"

Duan Yingjun was stunned.

Situ Yi and others also felt a little strange, but they vaguely felt in their hearts that this matter was not as simple as pronunciating the wrong name. Could it be...

Everyone looked at Hua Wushang. Sure enough, although he fell to the ground and was seriously injured, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. This did not seem to be the reaction of a defeated man at all.

"Hehe, there's a good show."

Duan Tianying, hiding among the crowd, looked at Ning Qi gloatedly.

"Elder Angry, why is this?"

Ning Qi looked at Nutao and asked expressionlessly.

"I just said that you should not be stubborn against your fellow disciples, but if you look at what you do, he was almost beaten to death by you. According to the regulations, I have the right to deprive you of the qualification to advance."

The rage wave said coldly.

Hua Xiri came to Hua Wushang, fed a medicine into his mouth, then helped him up, and looked at Ning Qi with a sneering look on his face.

"No wonder his defense just now seemed to be stronger than before. It turned out that he was waiting for me here."

Ning Qi sneered in his heart and said, "Oh, that means he advanced, and then I failed?"

Nutao smiled coldly, without answering Ning Qi, and said directly to Hua Wushang: "I'll go to the inner gate to report tomorrow."

After saying that, he rose directly into the air and left the place.

"I said you can't beat me."

Hua Wushang laughed sarcastically.

"Disqualified, so there isn't even the top ten?"

"What a pity."

"This is simply messy!"

"Shh, a little bit of a voice, I heard it by Elder Hua, I will definitely give you some shoes to wear!"

"He failed to advance, hahaha, I'm so laughing to death." Duan Tianying smiled and looked at Ning Qi's appearance, he felt extremely happy.

In the stands, a group of inner disciples looked at each other, then shook their heads, and stood up and left.

"It seems that our Fengyunhui has to recruit Hua Wushang. With his relationship with Elder Nutao, it will also be helpful to our Fengyunhui."

"This kid can also observe secretly. The next competition should be able to become an inner disciple."
Chapter completed!