You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 134 What a bear!

After a moment of silence, Wu Zhengyang suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at Chang Qing's figure.

"Have you noticed that this masked guy hasn't used his spiritual power yet?"

"Ok?"

Except for the handsome uncle, the others all looked at Changqing again.

"Is this kid's body so strong?" the old man in red said in surprise and doubt.

"Hiss~ Could it be that this disciple has mastered the long-lost method of physical body building?" Bai Shan looked at the handsome uncle and asked.

The handsome uncle smiled mysteriously and said, "It's not a secret method. It's actually very simple, but not many people can do it. This kid is an exception!"

"Oh?" The other three looked at the handsome uncle and waited for him to give the answer.

"Do you all still remember the Chou Mu Dan? We all take the Chou Mu Dan to directly adapt to the spiritual energy and skip the step of refining the spiritual energy in the Chou Mu realm, but this kid didn't take it. This is the reason!" The handsome uncle said casually.

But three sounds of swallowing saliva were heard. These three sect leaders knew the horror of refining the body with spiritual energy, which could temper the skin, strengthen the tendons, tighten the flesh, strengthen the bones, replace the marrow, activate the blood circulation, and transform the veins.

Each of these realms requires the tempering of spiritual energy, and the pain is unbearable for ordinary people.

Those who have made it through are people with great perseverance.

Several people couldn't help but look at Chang Qing with admiration.

Changqing felt the pressure, but fortunately, his body could still withstand it.

He did it on purpose. After opening up the lower sea of ​​qi, Changqing would not miss any opportunity to strengthen his body. Today's step was a rare opportunity, which had the effect of tempering his physical body and blood.

Looking up, dozens of figures above were already showing signs of fatigue, and many of them began to resist with spiritual power.

And Chang Qing knew several of them, all of whom were talented disciples of the Yuling Sect, including Shen Yu, Wei Yan, etc., and the girl was far ahead of the second place by nearly a hundred steps.

"Not enough!" Chang Qing felt that the pressure on his body was far from reaching the stage of body building. He exerted a little force on his legs and quickly rushed towards the stairs above.

During this period, disciples from the four sects were surpassed by Changqing from time to time, causing exclamations.

Changqing was so fast that few people even noticed that he was wearing a mask.

The ranking gradually rose, and Changqing gradually reached the 50th place, and Changqing was only half an incense stick of time away from climbing the stairs.

Everyone in the audience was looking at Chang Qing and talking about him.

"Let's make a bet. This kid must be the hidden genius of the Yuling Sect."

"Tsk, do you think we are stupid? It's so obvious that no one can't see it."

"The Yuling Sect is really good at hiding a dark horse. It seems that they have made a lot of preparations for this competition."

"He is probably a disciple loaned here from a first-class sect. It seems that the Yuling Sect is desperate to win..."

"Yu Ling is always at the bottom, how can he not be anxious? This is understandable."

"Have you noticed that this kid hasn't used his spiritual power yet? He's not simple."

The discussions of the disciples below naturally attracted the attention of the disciples participating in the competition on the stage. Dozens of disciples standing in front of Changqing turned around and looked at Changqing who was approaching quickly below, their eyes flickering.

Zhong Baixuan, Yun Qinghan and other top-ranked disciples also looked back, and when they saw the mask Chang Qing was wearing, they all frowned slightly.

"When did such a person appear in the sect?" Yun Qinghan asked

Shen Yu, Wei Yan and others, who were only one step higher than Yun Qinghan, were looking at Zhong Baixuan who was on the same step.

Zhong Baixuan shook his head. He had not heard that the sect master had borrowed a disciple. He said, "I don't know. Maybe the sect master trained him secretly." He was calm and not angry at all.

Yun Qinghan waved his fist angrily.

"Uncle Ji is still hiding so deeply."

When she came to her senses, Zhong Baixuan, Shen Yu and Wei Yan had gone up several steps.

"You, wait for me..." Yun Qinghan tried his best to catch up.

Chang Qing quickly caught up with a figure in front of him on the steps. Ling Yu also felt the fluctuations behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, a voice sounded in his heart: "Come on!"

The voice was very familiar, but Ling Yu did not say anything. He had just seen Chang Qing's mask and knew that Mr. Ji did not want to reveal his strength.

Ling Yu clenched his fist and nodded imperceptibly.

Changqing continued to move up and his ranking has reached over 30th place.

Suddenly, several fireballs came quickly in front of Changqing. Changqing snorted coldly and easily dispersed the fireballs. Looking in the direction where the fireballs came from, it was a contestant from the Xuanhuo family.

Seeing this scene, the disciples below could no longer sit still.

"This guy is breaking the rules! Can he use magic to stop the contestants from moving forward?"

"mean!"

“Violation!!”

“Violation!!”

The disciples shouted.

However, a disciple from the Xuanhuo Family said in a slightly mocking tone:

"The rules don't state that you can't use magic to stop the contestants from moving forward. Didn't you guys even listen carefully to the rules your sect leader just said?"

The disciple thought back to the rules that the sect leader had mentioned, and it seemed that this was indeed not the case.

Seeing the noise getting louder and louder, the handsome uncle stood up and said:

"Yes, you can use some means on the stairs to stop the contestants from moving forward. As long as you don't kill anyone, you can do whatever you want."

As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples of the Xuanhuo Family straightened their chests, feeling that they were standing at the pinnacle of the rules.

While this group of disciples were still arguing, Chang Qing would not tolerate the boy who attacked him.

Now that you've put on the mask (true body), why bother being so brave? Just do it.

Just when the disciple who threw the fireball heard the sect leader say that he was right and was feeling a little proud, suddenly a silver-white mask came into his eyes. It was very close and gradually got bigger. He could even see the cold eyes without any emotion through the mask.

"Bang!" When the disciple of the Xuanhuo family came to his senses, he was already in mid-air, falling down, followed by a sharp pain in his chest.

Seeing Chang Qing suddenly kicking out without mercy, everyone felt a chill on their backs. Many people felt a lot better instantly after seeing the Xuanhuo family disciple who was just trying to be aggressive was kicked away.

The disciple of Xuanhuo family just stood up and felt a pain in his abdomen again. He flew up again and fell to the steps below.

The one who took action this time was Ling Yu!

Perhaps he was still not satisfied, Ling Yu threw a few small jade bottles around the disciple of Xuanhuo family. A foul smell came instantly, making the disciple vomit, but what he vomited was blood.

This seemed to have ignited a fuse. Many of the Yuling disciples' eyes lit up and they reached for their waists.

Suddenly, the entire staircase seemed to be filled with miasma, and there were all kinds of explosions and smoke.

Now the other three sects became the unlucky ones. The handsome uncle couldn't help but smile, but when he felt the three sect leaders around him look a little gloomy, he forced himself to suppress it.

You have to swallow the bitter fruit you want no matter what.