Ancient fairy doctors in the city

"Who do you want to challenge?" the deacon asked.

"Han captures the tiger."

"Han Qinhu?" The deacon looked at Zhao Yang in astonishment and said, "Do you know that Han Qinhu is the existence of the eighth heaven?"

"know."

"You want to step up the challenge?"

Zhao Yang nodded.

After the deacon registered, he specially arranged a ring for Zhao Yang and Han Qinhu.

After the referee explained the rules of the competition to the two, Han Qinhu looked at Zhao Yangdao with cold eyes, "I don't know how many people have fought across the ranks in the training camp these years, but there are not many who have really accomplished such a feat. I will Let you understand what price you need to pay for arrogance?"

"Have you finished talking nonsense?" Zhao Yang said indifferently.

"You..." As soon as Han Qinhu said this, he saw Zhao Yang rushing towards him.

boom!

Tongtian Fist!

This is the boxing technique recorded in Jiuzhuan Tongxuan Gong.

At this time, when Zhao Yang punched the Tongtian Fist, the drop of liquid in his body was instantly detonated, and at the same time, the surging power of Tongxuan gathered on his fist.

No extra gimmicks.

That's the real collision.

Han Qinhu's internal organs were all displaced by Zhao Yang's punch.

He didn't even have time to react.

With a wow, Han Qinhu spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at Zhao Yang who was rushing towards him with a look of horror, "You... how can you be so powerful?"

Click!

Zhao Yang flew in the air, stepped on his knee, and smashed his kneecap abruptly.

Just as Han Qinhu was about to say something, he felt a pain in his waist.

It was Zhao Yang who kicked eight of his ribs and broke them.

"I..." Before admitting defeat, Zhao Yang broke another leg bone of Han Qinhu.

"Admit defeat, admit defeat, I admit defeat." Han Qinhu finally had time to say these words.

At this moment, Zhao Yang was about to break his wrist.

"Stop." The referee hurriedly shouted at this time.

Zhao Yang showed anger on his face, "Han Qinhu, you didn't let me beat you up, so your dog will have to bear it."

"Zhao Yang, killing people is nothing more than nodding your head. What do you want to do?" Han Qinhu said through gritted teeth.

"Do you think I don't know about your targeting of Nightingale in the past two years?" Zhao Yang sneered, "I will make those guys pay the price."

"Zhao Yang, don't be arrogant, there are people above me." Han Qinhu said viciously.

"Let them come if you have the ability." Zhao Yang said indifferently, "If I can cross one heaven, I can cross two heavens."

Zhao Yang's words made Han Qinhu's pupils shrink, and the monks present were even more uproarious.

Zhao Yang's combat power is too strong, who can guarantee that he can't cross the two heavens?

Han Qinhu fell silent.

"Referee, can I continue the challenge?"

"You asked for leave four times back and forth, you can continue to challenge three." The referee replied after checking Zhao Yang's information.

Zhao Yang pointed to a man supporting Han Qinhu and said, "I want to challenge this one."

The man's face suddenly changed.

"Yes." The referee nodded.

That person's cultivation is the seventh level of the Gate God Realm, and his cultivation is at the same level as Zhao Yang's. Zhao Yang wants to challenge him, which is in line with the rules of the training camp.

"Don't worry, you'll just admit defeat when you're on stage." Han Qinhu said to the man via voice transmission.

It was only then that the man thought of the bug.

So when he got into the ring and the referee announced the start of the match, he said he would admit defeat without even thinking about it.

At this time, Zhao Yang was just about to make a move.

"I admit that your strength is stronger than mine, but so what?" the man laughed loudly.

"Han Zaiye, I will challenge you here again in a week's time." Facing the man's ridicule, Zhao Yang showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Admit defeat on stage?

Next time I will give you no chance.

"I'll wait." Han Zaiye said without thinking.

Zhao Yang turned around and left.

As soon as Zhao Yang stepped off the ring, Nightingale walked over with red eyes.

"Who put you on a risk?"

"Are you adventurous? I have said that Han Qinhu is a scum, do you believe it now?" Zhao Yang said with a smile.

"Nightingale, let me tell you that Zhao Yang is amazing. He has refined an advanced pill that can step into the ninth heaven, and it's still a first-grade pill." Hua Da said at this time.

Nightingale trembled all over.

The first-grade advanced pill that stepped into the ninth heaven?

No one in the entire training camp can refine it, right?

The question is how long has Zhao Yang been in the training camp?

It's been less than two years, and it's come to this point?Can such a genius be retained by himself?

"Let's go back first." Zhao Yang said softly.

In the small courtyard, Zhao Yang handed Nightingale an advanced pill, "Here you are."

"Advanced Dan?"

"Ah."

"It's too expensive."

"Can't talk about whether it is precious or not? For me, it can be refined at any time, and besides, aren't we good friends?"

Nightingale hesitated for a moment but took it.

"You still want to challenge Han Zaiye in a week?"

"Today he humiliated me in public, this hatred must be avenged."

"What if he still admits defeat by then?"

"He has no chance." Zhao Yang said with a smile.

After returning to his room, Zhao Yang went to look up the art of magic array.

"Why bother, I will teach you an eye technique." At this moment, the voice of the nine heavy swords rang in Zhao Yang's ears.

"What eye technique?"

"The eye technique that makes people enter the illusion."

"Can I learn it in a week?"

"It's impossible for you to master it completely within a week, but I don't think there will be much problem with Han Zaifang and other rookies." Jiu Chongjian said with a smile, "First, when Han Zaiye is facing you, he must I didn't expect you to use the eye technique; second, your eyes only need to make him stunned for a breath."

"Senior, teach me quickly."

"I told you that your eyes are called Magic Eyes, and they were created by a powerful being." Nine Swords explained, "Magic Eyes have nine levels in total."

"The first level makes it impossible for those of the same level to enter the illusion."

"The second level allows those who are one level higher than you to stay in the illusion for a long time."

"The third level allows those who are two levels higher than you to enter the illusion for a short time."

"The fourth level can allow ten to a hundred monks of the same level to enter the illusion at the same time."

"The fifth level can allow ten to a hundred monks one level higher to stay in the illusion for a long time at the same time."

"The sixth level can allow ten to a hundred monks two levels higher to temporarily enter the illusion at the same time."

"I won't tell you about the next realm." Nine Heavy Swords suddenly changed the subject.

"Why?"

"After reaching that level, very harsh conditions are required, and it is not something you can achieve through practice."