"Both the cultivation and martial arts realm of sixth-level warriors are far from those below the fifth level. Their body skills are already perfect. Of course you can't see clearly, but as long as you gather your true energy and focus your eyes, you can still see some traces.

Lin Handao reminded.

Lin Yuxin tried it according to Lin Handao's instructions, and sure enough, the figure of the warrior on the ring became much clearer.

But after just a moment, she shouted that she couldn't bear it. Watching the battle like this consumed too much energy. She also wanted to participate in the ring battle, so she couldn't consume too much energy.

Qin Xuan doesn’t care anymore!

Qin Xuan mobilized his true energy without hesitation and focused his eyes. Suddenly the picture in his eyes became much clearer. Every move of those sixth-level warriors was completely seen by Qin Xuan.

"What a powerful punch. This punch seems to have the shadow of the Dead Wood Fist, but it is more mysterious and unfathomable."

Qin Xuan looked at the shocking punch thrown by a sixth-level warrior on the stage, and suddenly felt something in his heart.

He quickly concentrated his mind and watched the battle carefully...

The arena battles ended one after another. Soon, an hour passed and Qin Xuan had already watched fifteen arena battles.

These battles opened Qin Xuan's horizons and made him understand more about the fighting methods of strong people in the true energy realm.

"It turns out that this is the highest state of true energy transformation..."

"What a powerful sword technique, it can actually cause fluctuations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Is this the legendary regular martial arts?"

"Soul attack? Is this a soul attack?"

…

Every battle made Qin Xuan addicted.

"The next match is between Zhang Feng, the top sixth-level powerhouse who has won eighteen consecutive victories, and the new mid-level sixth-level powerhouse, Dugu Yinfeng, known as the Wind Swordsman." The ring manager shouted loudly,

"Now, please prepare to place your bets."

"Swordsman Dugu Yinfeng? He can't be a relative of Dugu Wuxin, right?" Lin Yuxin looked at the ring in surprise.

"The surname Dugu is not common, and since they are both swordsmen, this person may indeed be related to Dugu Wuxin." Qin Xuan agreed.

The next moment, a bearded middle-aged man walked onto the ring. The middle-aged man was wearing a black military robe. He was tall, with clear lines on his face and prominent bones.

Zhang Feng was seen holding a spear and slashing into the void in front of him. Immediately, countless spectators in the audience started making noises and drinking.

On the other side, a middle-aged swordsman in white walked out. The middle-aged swordsman's face had soft curves and he looked extremely handsome. However, his beard and hair were white, and his white hair and white clothes gave people an ethereal feeling.

Qin Xuan only stared at the white-haired swordsman for a moment before he was alarmed by Lin Yuxin's shout.

"Look, it's really Senior Brother Dugu." Lin Yuxin pointed to a corner of the ring, where a lonely young man sat. The young man looked at the white-haired swordsman on the ring silently, silently, holding the sword tightly in his hand.

"It's really him!" Qin Xuan was a little surprised. The huge sea breeze city actually allowed him to meet Dugu Wuxin. What a fate!

Lin Yuxin quickly ran towards the ring, and Qin Xuan followed.

Soon, the two of them ran to Dugu Wuxin.

"Senior Brother Dugu, we meet again!" Lin Yuxin waved happily.

"It's you!" Dugu Wuxin was a little surprised when he saw Qin Xuan and Lin Yuxin.

What a coincidence!

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"Senior Brother Dugu, I heard that Zhang Feng, the ignition gun, is very powerful. Not only has his cultivation reached the peak of the sixth level, but his marksmanship is also superb. He is so powerful that he can beat him with lightning. Can your uncle beat him?" Looking at the powerful Zhang Feng on the stage,

Lin Yuxin asked worriedly.

"Yes, my uncle will definitely win." Dugu Wuxin said quietly, with confidence in his eyes.

"I also believe that your uncle will win." Qin Xuan stared at the two people on the ring for a long time and said in a deep voice.

"Why?" Lin Yuxin asked with some doubts after hearing both of them say this.

"I believe Brother Dugu." Qin Xuan said.

Qin Xuan's explanation left Lin Yuxin speechless. She could only secretly roll her eyes at the two of them, looking dubious.

"Now, please hurry up and place your bets. Zhang Feng will lose one for eight, and Dugu Yinfeng will lose four for one. In half a quarter of an hour, the ring battle will begin." The ring referee's voice was deafening, and it seemed that his cultivation was not simple.

"Zhang Feng pays one for eight, and your uncle pays four for one. The difference in odds is too big. Qin Xuan, Senior Brother Dugu, do you still want to persist?" Lin Yuxin looked at the two of them with a strange look.

The organizer of the arena is not a fool. He is obviously very optimistic about Zhang Feng if he can offer these odds.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly and was noncommittal.

He could feel that Dugu Yinfeng had a hidden edge. Although his cultivation was only at the mid-sixth level and was weaker than Zhang Feng, with this edge, he was not inferior to Zhang Feng in terms of momentum.

Dugu Wuxin raised his head slightly and said softly: "Junior sister Lin, the battle between sixth-level warriors is not about cultivation, but about the understanding of the world and all things. In terms of cultivation, my uncle is slightly inferior, but in terms of strength, it may not be

Just lose to him!"

Qin Xuan nodded slightly, Lin Handao also said this.

The cultivation of sixth-level warriors has exceeded the amount of accumulation, and the amount of true energy is of little significance at all!

Among sixth-level warriors with the same cultivation level, if one of them has a martial skill that breaks through to the rules level, the gap in strength between them will be even greater than the gap between sixth-level and fifth-level warriors.

But there is not even one sixth-level warrior in a thousand who can take this step. If you can reach that step, becoming a king is just around the corner!

Lin Yu was pleased to see that Qin Xuan and Dugu Wuxin still looked self-righteous. He couldn't help but snorted and sat down next to Dugu Wuxin, ready to watch the two people's show.

Seeing Lin Yuxin sit down, Qin Xuan also sat down, on the other side of Dugu Wuxin.

"When Zhang Feng wins, let's see how stubborn you guys are!" Lin Yuxin muttered.

"My uncle will not lose. He is the most terrifying genius in the Dugu family for a hundred years, and he is also the only one who has mastered the first of the nine ruthless movements before the age of thirty." Dugu Wuxin looked at the two people facing each other on the ring and said seriously.

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"Are the Nine Unfeeling Styles powerful?" Qin Xuan was a little curious and took a closer look at the white-haired swordsman Dugu Yinfeng on the stage.

He sensed a hint of terrifying energy from Dugu Yinfeng. For some reason, he had a strange feeling. The white-haired swordsman on the stage should be very strong, but he didn't know how strong he was.

"The Nine Unfeeling Styles is one of the secret skills of my Dugu clan, and it is also an extremely powerful regular martial art. But although my uncle has mastered the first style, he has never used it, so I don't know how powerful it is!" Dugu Wuxin

Shake his head.

Although the Nine Unfeeling Styles are the unique skills of the Dugu family, the threshold for practice is too high, so Dugu Wuxin knows nothing about this unique skill.

"Maybe you can see your uncle's nine ruthless moves today!" Lin Yuxin said.

"Maybe!" Dugu Wuxin focused his eyes on the ring and stopped talking.

Time passed slowly, and soon, the surrounding spectators all placed their bets. The referee gave the order and the battle officially began!

"I heard your name is Dugu Yinfeng?" Zhang Feng waved the spear in his hand gently and glanced at Dugu Yinfeng, "Remember my name, Zhang Feng, the ignition gun, you will be defeated by me today."

"We haven't fought yet, so don't speak too early." Dugu Yinfeng was carrying a simple golden sword with an indifferent expression on his face, as if he didn't care about the battle in front of him.

"Hmph, but the cultivation level in the middle of the sixth level is actually as high as

No matter how arrogant you are, today Zhang will let you see the true power of the spear, the king of a hundred soldiers." After Zhang Feng finished speaking, the black iron spear turned into a cold light and shot towards Dugu Yinfeng.

"Three swords, I'll deal with you." Dugu Wuxin spoke out, and used his true energy to control the scabbard of the golden sword and fly towards the spear, blocking the spear's attack route and stopping the opponent's sharp shot.

"What a loud tone!"

Seeing that the opponent was so strong that he did not even pull out his sword, but directly fought with the scabbard. Zhang Feng was immediately furious, gunfire flashed, and the mighty true energy condensed into flames, roaring towards Dugu Yinfeng like a fire dragon.

A sea of ​​fire filled the air around the fire dragon, seeming to ignite the entire arena. The fire dragon was galloping and roaring with infinite power. Dugu Yinfeng's contempt made Zhang Feng activate his true fire. He wanted to use this move to directly hit the opponent hard and resolve the battle.

"Wuxin, you can see clearly, the first style, the beauty of snow falls!"

Faced with such a terrible blow from Zhang Feng, Dugu Yinfeng was still in the mood to give advice to Dugu Wuxin.

I saw several strange trajectories drawn by the sword moves in his right hand. Although the sword was not unsheathed, there was a strong and frightening sword power. In an instant, the heaven and earth seemed to be filled with golden snow, and the snow fell on the world.

Such a beautiful sword contained extremely frightening power. In an instant, Qin Xuan felt his hair stand on end, his whole body was unable to move, and only endless snow fell on the world.

Peng!

The fire dragon and the flying snow collided together. The seemingly infinitely powerful fire dragon was instantly covered by the flying snow. The fire dragon shot out thousands of flames and tried to break away from the snowflakes, but it could not withstand the infinite power of nature. The flying snow was fragrant.

In the drunken dream of the world, the audience beside the ring were lost in this extremely beautiful world for a while, forgetting that what was in front of them was a ring battle.

The fire dragon melted silently, a sword fell, and the flying snow disappeared. The white-haired swordsman Dugu Yinfeng looked at Zhang Feng not far away indifferently, and said solemnly: "Although the fire dragon is strong, it has no shape but no spirit.

You are no match for me."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng spit out a mouthful of blood and looked dazed, as if he could not believe the scene before him.

"No, it's impossible. I, Zhang Feng, have fought all over the world. Although my fire dragon spear technique is not the strongest in the world, it is definitely not something that you, a mere swordsman, can humiliate." Zhang Feng spat out another mouthful of blood, and a trace of flush appeared on his cheeks, "If

If you can take my second move, I will admit defeat."

"Oh, I heard that the Fire Dragon Spear transforms the power of marksmanship into fire dragons. Every time a fire dragon is spawned, the power is doubled, reaching the extreme. It can explode the power of nine dragons, and the nine dragons move together to destroy the world. I don't know how much you can do.

How powerful?" Dugu Yinfeng looked at the spear in Zhang Feng's hand with interest. The golden sword in his hand trembled slightly, and it was obvious that he had some thoughts in his heart.

"Fire Dragon Spear Technique? What kind of martial arts is this?" Lin Yuxin had never heard of this martial art. When she heard that Dugu Yinfeng praised this spear technique so much, she immediately asked Dugu Wuxin out of curiosity.

"The Fire Dragon Spear Technique was passed down from Beiyuan Tianhuo Sect. Tianhuo Sect is the top sect in Beiyuan. Its strength is not inferior to that of Sun Moon Sect. There are countless strong men in the sect. Zhang Feng should be a disciple of Tianhuo Sect, and his status in the sect is not low, so he can learn this skill.

Men Fire Dragon Spear Technique." Dugu Wuxin never left his eyes on the ring and said slowly.

"A disciple of the Tianhuo Sect?" Qin Xuan's mind was filled with Dugu Wuxin's words, and he was very excited.

Zhang Feng is so powerful that he can only win 18 consecutive victories, and Dugu Yinfeng on the opposite side is even more mysterious. He blocked Zhang Feng's powerful blow before his sword was unsheathed. I wonder how far he will reach if he attacks with all his strength.

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And these two people are just sixth-level warriors. Above them, there are even more powerful beings.

Qin Xuan felt a desire in his heart, which was an infinite desire for martial arts.
Chapter completed!