After two more days of seclusion, Long Qingchen's spiritual power cultivation has not changed much, and Long Power cultivation has broken through to the eighth level of the Blood Dragon Realm!

He came to the martial arts court of the Dakan Royal Academy to participate in the next competition, and it will be his turn to appear today.

"The second round, eighty-nine games, please enter the game if you draw the opponent's lottery."

The old minister announced slowly.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!......

The two disciples jumped onto the arena, saluted each other, reported the martial arts hall and their names, and started fighting.

It lasts for half an hour and determines the outcome.

"The second round, ninety games, please enter the game if you draw the opponent's lottery."

"The second round, ninety-one games, the disciple who draws the opponent's lottery..."

The duels went very slowly but in an orderly manner.

"The second round, ninety-three games, please enter the disciples who draw the opponent's lottery."

Finally it was his turn, Long Qingchen stepped on the ground and jumped onto the ring first.

"Junior Brother Qingchen, let me learn about your strength."

A young disciple jumped up with a smile, and it was Xiao Yao.

"It turns out that my senior brother also got the No. 93 sign."

Long Qingchen smiled faintly. Xiao Yao was personally taught by Taoist Qiling since he was a child and was relatively strong. However, his ninth level of the Crazy Martial Realm and the strength of the Dragon Clan's physical body can be called "I am the only one" in the Void Martial Realm. Xiao Yao's cultivation has just reached the fifth level of the Battle Martial Realm, and he is still a distance from the Void Martial Realm. He is confident of winning.

According to the rules, the two bowed each other and reported their martial arts hall and their names.

"Junior brother, be careful."

Xiao Yao took the lead and rushed forward at a very fast pace.

boom!......

When Long Qingchen was still ten feet away, he jumped up, and the fifth level of the Martial Arts realm burst out, blasting out like a mountain collapse, breaking through the air, containing a majestic power!

"Good come!"

Long Qingchen praised, and it could be seen that Xiao Yao's fighting style was also deeply influenced by the Qiling Taoist. He had no fancy things, just straightforward, fast, ruthless, and accurate!

He remembered a defensive martial arts in the nameless martial arts. Xiao Yao was a good opponent, so he might as well use it to practice his skills.

Buzz!......

First, use the nameless martial arts in your body to the extreme, then raise the nine-colored spiritual power with both palms and draw a large circle, like a round shield.

Bang!......

Xiao Yao's fist hit the round shield hard, bursting out a dazzling light, and a dull noise came out, and the entire ring trembled!

The round shield remained motionless, but the huge recoil force shook Xiao Yao out, flipped for six consecutive times, and fell to the edge of the ring before removing the recoil force!

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Xiao Yao looked at the round shield derived from Long Qingchen in surprise, and his expression became solemn.

"The broken mirror reunites..."

Long Qingchen felt a little embarrassed to speak, but there was no way, because in the nameless martial arts, this martial art is called the name of the Breaking Mirror Recircle, which is very low.

"Reunite the broken mirror?"

The old Shangshu was puzzled and looked at the mentors next to him and asked, "Have you heard of this martial art?"

"No."

"I've never heard of it."...

The tutors looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.

"What a broken mirror to reunite, let my junior brother see my martial arts."

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, and his palms raised his dazzling spiritual power and slowly pushed it out, as if he was pushing a heavy cart.

Buzz!......

The spiritual power suddenly turned into a flying sword form, extremely sharp!

"This is...Sword-controlling style!"

"Not bad, it's the unique skill of the Taoist Qiling!"...

The mentors exclaimed that they were worthy of being the strongest people of the older generation, and they were all people who knew the goods and recognized them at a glance.

"go!"

Xiao Yao stroked casually.

call out!......

The flying sword rushed out in the form of a flash of lightning, penetrating the air and instantly arrived in front of Long Qingchen.

boom!......

It hit the round shield hard, and a crack appeared in the middle of the round shield, spreading rapidly, like a spider web... In the end, it completely shattered!

"It's interesting."

Long Qingchen was a little surprised. You know, the broken mirror he used was a heavenly defensive martial arts. Unexpectedly, the sword-controlling style of the Qiling Taoist could be broken.

Click! Click! Click!...

He stepped on the seven stars and retreated, and his heavy steps broke the ring, and seven deep footprints appeared.

"round!"

When he retreated to the seventh step, he stopped suddenly and swung his palms again.

Buzz!......

The round shield reunited instantly, just like the name of this martial art, the broken mirror can be reunited!

boom!......

The flying sword form followed closely and hit the round shield again, bursting out a dazzling light. It may have consumed most of the power for the first time. This time, the round shield did not collapse, but the flying sword form collapsed!

"go!"

Xiao Yao kept using the sword-controlling style.

However, Long Qingchen kept re-transforming the mirror. In order to practice, he did not attack, but just defend.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Under the constant bombardment of the sword-controlling style, the round shield was broken and round, and after repeated more than ten times, he gradually became familiar with it, and the round shield became more tough. Xiao Yao often needed to use the sword-controlling style several times to break the round shield.

This turned into a war of attrition of spiritual power. The sword-controlling style is an offensive martial art, and the spiritual power consumed is more reunited than the broken mirror. After Xiao Yao used the sword-controlling style dozens of times, his face turned pale, his spiritual power was exhausted, and his combat power was lost.

"Long Qingchen won, advanced to the third round, Xiao Yao was eliminated."

The old minister announced the result.

Xiao Yao patted Long Qingchen's shoulder weakly and said with a wry smile, "My junior brother's broken mirror is reunited, and his defense is really strong. In the Void Martial Realm, there are probably few people who can break it and are already invincible."

"It's normal." Long Qingchen was very modest.

Instead of leaving, the two came to the shade of the tree, sat on the ground, talking about their martial arts experience.

Xiao Yao was taught by the Taoist Qiling since childhood and had a deep understanding of martial arts, which benefited Long Qingchen a lot.

However, Long Qingchen has the memory of the Nine-North Dragon Emperor. Although the Nine-North Dragon Emperor cultivated dragon power, it also has some similarities with spiritual power, which can often make Xiao Yao's eyes lit up and feel like he was suddenly opened.

So the two had a great chat.

It was talked until evening when Long Qingchen was about to say goodbye and leave, Xiao Yaoshen mysteriously took out a jar from the space ring and handed it to Long Qingchen, "This jar of wine is Monkey wine, which is made by a group of spiritual monkeys in the wilderness and mountains to brew it. It is of great help to practice."

Long Qingchen's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to reach out to take it, Xiao Yao moved his hand away and said seriously, "I can't bear to drink it. Junior brother can't drink it secretly. I'll help me to Junior Sister Zhiruo."

Long Qingchen looked serious, "Senior Brother, what are you saying? Are I such a person?"

Nangong Wan'er next to her rolled her eyes, wasn't it?...

"I have judged a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Xiao Yao laughed awkwardly, so he asked him to take the monkey wine.

Nangong Wan'er looked at Xiao Yao like a fool, and the gentleman never knew the evil of a villain...

Back at his residence, Hou Liu reported to Long Qingchen about the elixir shop. All the elixir shops in the imperial capital have been reopened, and the business is very booming towards the surrounding areas of the imperial capital. After all, the quality of the elixir is there.

"Do it well."

Long Qingchen encouraged, couldn't wait to return to the house, took out the monkey wine, patted Kaifeng mud, and was about to take a big sip, but his arms suddenly froze and his eyes stared at the monkey wine in a strange way.

“It’s interesting…”
Chapter completed!