This storm lasted for a long time and even spread around Qingyang City.

As the initiator Qin Yan was hiding in the room and familiarizing himself with his war soul talent.

For five days, he has reached the stage of skillful control of his war soul talent.

At least, he can transform into a clone, although only forty percent of his skills are equivalent to a two-star warrior with the acquired two-star warrior.

Qin Yan was also relieved of such a result.

At least it is not like I was so crazy like I did five days ago. I can transform into some people, and even transform into a clone equivalent to a two-star warrior in the acquired world. This result is enough.

...

Ten days later.

In just one month, the sect competition officially began.

The next morning, after Qin Yan finished his practice early in the morning, he went to the sect's martial arts trial ground alone.

At this moment, when Qin Yan walked into the martial arts trial venue, he had already seen half of the disciples of the Wangyue Sect gathered here, joking and laughing at each other.

A woman came over in the crowd, which was Kong Siyu, the little girl. After seeing Qin Yan just now, she began to walk towards him, "Wait and relax a little, it doesn't matter whether you win or not, what is important is to have some insights."

Qin Yan smiled lightly and looked at Kong Siyu with his eyes, "You are right, but since you want to go to the battlefield, you must win beautiful things. Although this is a martial arts competition, it is like a battlefield. If you don't win, then the one who greets you will be death."

Kong Siyu rolled her eyes and stared at Qin Yan and said, "Where is the exaggeration you said? She is still welcoming death, Ignore you. Humph."

Xu Xiong also came over at this time, as if he was very careful. He looked left and right, and finally whispered to Qin Yan: "Senior Brother Qin, be careful. I heard some senior brothers say that Senior Brother Zhang Haoyu came back from outside this time. Hearing that Senior Brother, you killed his cousin, he threatened to make you completely disabled at this martial arts competition."

"oh?"

Qin Yan smiled gently.

He didn't know Zhang Haoyu, but all the information about this person is in memory. He is the second elder's personal disciple and one of the disciples of the generation. His skills rank fourth among the disciples of the generation and he has the skills of the early stage of the nine stars in the acquired world.

He is indeed a powerful figure, but I didn't grow up with vegetarian food.

Qin Yan said intimately, patted Xu Xiong on the shoulder with comfort and walked to the center of the martial arts trial venue.

The huge spiritual sense immediately noticed that in the crowd, a vicious gaze was always paying attention to him. When he looked over, the vicious gaze disappeared immediately.

"Zhang Haoyu, just a clown jumping."

In the VIP seat at the trial court of the martial arts competition, there were two men of the head of Kong Wenxuan and his wife, as well as five elders.

After thinking that the time had come, Kong Wenxuan left the VIP seat and walked to the trial court. Everyone immediately began to gather together and divided into two queues, one team was three generations of disciples, the other team was two generations of disciples and the other team was two generations of disciples.

Kong Wenxuan cleared his throat, expanded his voice with his true energy, and shouted: "Everyone present is my disciples of my Wangyue Sect. Some of them have participated in the martial arts competition. I don't need to say more about some complicated rules. Now it is divided into two martial arts competitions. One side is the competition of three generations of disciples, and the other side is the competition of two generations of disciples. But first of all, I want to make a statement that during the martial arts competition, you must not kill people. If you kill people, you can expel them from my Wangyue Sect!"

"yes."

After the words finished, Qin Yan felt the vicious gaze again, and turned around and couldn't feel the vicious gaze.

"In this way, the old rules are the decision to draw lots. Now, if you get the first four numbers, please go to the stage to compete."

Immediately, a middle-aged man took a large wooden box and placed it next to Kong Wenxuan's feet. When Kong Wenxuan announced that the lottery was now beginning, all the disciples drew lots in a very orderly manner.

When it was Qin Yan's turn, Qin Yan reached in and grabbed a small ball casually, picked up the number on it, and looked at the number on it, "Hey, No. 7? Is the second batch going on the field?"

Qin Yan looked at a small black ball he took out from the large wooden box with a number of "7".

Xu Xiong walked over, looked at the number on the ball in Qin Yan's hand, and said, "Senior Brother, are you number 7? I'm number 12."

"I want to see who is my opponent now." Qin Yan smiled lightly, turned his head, poked out his spiritual sense, and looked over the disciple who had already drawn the lottery one by one. In less than one breath, he had found the disciple who was competing with him.

"The skills of the seven stars after the day of the acquired are also pretty good." The disciple who competed with him was a very cold-looking young man, holding a small black ball in his hand, which was the number "8".

The draw of lots is over, and the first batch of disciples who competed in the next game are already in place. Kong Wenxuan looked at the battle tables on both sides of the left and right, waved his hand and said, "The competition begins now!"

In an instant, the martial arts trial court boiled. On both steps, the opponents on both sides used their own martial arts, and the two second-generation disciples also used their own battle soul talents as soon as possible.

"Smack it."

Qin Yan watched the second-generation disciples compete in the stage, and smiled slightly.

The two second-generation disciples on the stage, one of which is only the six-star after tomorrow, while the opponent has the eight-star after tomorrow, but they have been suppressed. In less than a quarter of an hour, they have fallen off the stage and announced that they have surrendered.

The great elder stood up and chanted: "Mo Dong, win!"

"The second game, Qin Meng is against Feng Tian. Qin Meng, four-star acquired skills, and has martial arts skills. Isn't it... ominous?"

When Kong Wenxuan and his wife heard this, they frowned.

"Fengtian, the acquired skills are seven stars, possessing the thirteen martial arts skills, bronze-level battle souls, and talent isolation."

Kong Wenxuan's face suddenly darkened, and he thought to himself that Meng'er was going to be in trouble this time.

On the second stage, Qin Yan and Feng Tian were already standing on it. At the same time, Feng Tian did not say a word, and directly drew out his sword and pointed at Qin Yan.

"A proud guy, is there a gold in his mouth?" Qin Yan couldn't stand Feng Tian's stinky fart look, so he curled his lips, muttered, and then used the step of stepping on the snow without scars.

"So fast!"

Everyone was stunned. Looking at Qin Yan's illusion-like body movement, he rushed to Feng Tian in just two seconds.

"Bang."

"Give up." Feng Tian used his war soul talent and blocked Qin Yan's punch. He finally spoke. After saying three words, he swung his sword hard.

"I want me to admit defeat? You have to have such strength." Qin Yan smiled lightly and immediately used his illusion talent. Another Qin Yan appeared in the air, and then used the snow-trench step at the same time, rushing towards Feng Tian.

In less than a second, no one saw that Qin Yan had become two, but instead saw Qin Yan's figure constantly appearing around Fengtian.

"Bang!"

He punched Feng Tian in the back.

"Bang!"

Sweeping his leg, it hit Feng Tian in the chest.

With just two moves, Feng Tian had no choice but to do anything, but he remained calm. Seeing Qin Yan's figure constantly appearing around him, he closed his eyes and determined step by step which Qin Yan was the real Qin Yan.

"His speed! It's really fast!"

"Even I can't tell where Qin Yan is!"

At the VIP seat, the Great Elder and the Second Elder were already shocked.

"Are you here?" Feng Tian suddenly opened his eyes, and the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed behind him, but he didn't expect that the thorn would fall into the air. Qin Yan suddenly appeared behind him and used the Air Demon Palm Technique behind him.

In desperation, Feng Tian used his battle soul talent again, isolated Qin Yan's palm technique, and then slashed his sword.

"Is it a phantom?" He stabbed with a sword, but found that Qin Yan in front of him seemed to have no mass and slowly turned into a shadow.

"After shadow! It's a afterimage! Could it be that Qin Yan's speed is so fast that he can create a afterimage!"

Everyone was shocked, and the second-generation disciples in the audience were furious and frothed.

"Idiot, here." Qin Yan suddenly appeared behind Feng Tian. Before he could use his battle soul talent, he also made another empty demon palm technique.

"Bang!"

This palm was so powerful that it hit Feng Tian off the stage.

For a moment, no one could react.

Senior Brother Feng Tian is considered the best among the second generation disciples. He has the skills of the acquired seven stars, but the warrior who is equivalent to the acquired eight stars was actually defeated by Qin Yan, who is the acquired four stars?

Is this true if everyone doesn’t believe in their eyes?

Feng Tian, ​​who stood up in a mess from the audience, looked at Qin Yan with a calm expression and said, "I lost."

"Qin Meng, win!"

The Great Elder forcibly suppressed his surprised thoughts and said with a calm expression.

On the stage, Qin Yan smiled lightly, walked to the edge of the stage, bowed to Feng Tian, ​​and said, "Junior brother, senior brother has given up." With a smile, he jumped out of the stage quickly.

"Senior Brother Qin, you are so awesome that you defeated Senior Brother Feng! I have never seen Senior Brother Feng lose so miserably. Senior Brother Qin, you are so awesome."

After Qin Yan jumped off the stage, Xu Xiong was the first to run over and kept praising Qin Yan.

Kong Siyu also came over, with an obvious displeasure on her face, "It was a lucky chance that you won this time, but next time I'm afraid you won't have good luck."

Qin Yan smiled softly, "Nothing, these people are just clowns to me, at the same time..." After that, Qin Yan turned his head and locked his spiritual sense in one direction, and saw a young man looking at him with a vicious look.

The young man felt Qin Yan's gaze look here, his mouth wriggled a few times, as if he said something, and then turned around and walked away.
Chapter completed!