Following.

On the top of Mount Tai, the final of the selection competition for the preparatory disciples of the Qiankun Taoist Academy was finally ushered in, which also made many people look forward to it.

Of course, some people were curious about who these five preparatory disciples would be, and some people were looking forward to the scene where Ye Qing was pressed to the ground by Zhu Ziming and rubbed wildly.

From the first to the fourth, the master's moves are almost always won and lost in an instant, and it is not a life and death ring, so the four games did not take a long time, and it took almost half a day to complete.

The much-watched fifth game is here.

"Brother Renhuang, don't worry, I will give you a chance to admit defeat!"

Zhu Ziming was quite confident, looking at Ye Qing's eyes with disdain.

He thought to himself:

"Hmph, you can't use intrigue and trickery, I'll see how you can win me!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Ye Qing and Zhu Ziming entered the ring.

"Shoot him!"

"Shoot him!"

"Shoot him!"

……

There was a loud sound from the audience.

"Huh......"

Ye Qing couldn't help but feel embarrassed, did he need to react so violently?

"Otherwise, Brother Renhuang, you will admit defeat now!"

Zhu Ziming glanced at the audience, and his gaze became a little cold.

Even if he didn't kill Ye Qing, at least he would abolish Ye Qing.

"If you win too easily, won't it make the Third Highness unable to show his majesty well?"

Ye Qing smiled faintly:

"Third Highness, don't worry, if I can't support it, I will definitely admit defeat!"

"The final game begins!"

The man announced loudly.

He thought to himself, Zhu Ziming, don't make any mistakes this time.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to admit defeat!"

Zhu Ziming snorted coldly in his heart, and immediately burst out of his strength.

On the surface......

That was the momentum that completely crushed Ye Qing.

Those Tianjiao are almost all so unanimous.

But in fact, they didn't notice Ye Qing's expression, facing Zhu Ziming, his face was not the slightest panic, but there was a trace of extreme playfulness in the depths of his eyes.

"Xuanhuang Seven Styles!"

Zhu Ziming burst out and directly suppressed Ye Qing with all his strength.

"Why didn't Ye Qing move?"

"Hahaha, shouldn't I be stupid by Zhu Ziming's strength!"

"Hmph, a bastard, without opportunism and intrigue, what waves can he make?"

……

Wang Bazhou, who was in the audience, was also frowning at this scene.

"Is Ye Qing really all that?" Wang Bazhou pondered in his heart.

He glanced at the Demon Sky and their side:

"The faces of his subordinates are really too calm, as if they already knew the result of this game in advance, could it be that Ye Qing is hiding his strength?"

"Before, Ye Qing had already fought with Zhu Ziming, and was defeated by Zhu Ziming, in just a few months, he hadn't cultivated, where could he improve?"

"Unless ......"

Wang Bazhou suddenly had a bold idea.

"Unless, Ye Qing has already hidden his strength from a few months ago!"

……

"It's not good, Ye Qing has hidden his strength!"

"Zhu Ziming is doomed!"

……

Hong Xing and the others suddenly realized.

In the ring, Zhu Ziming's terrifying blow suppressed Ye Qing.

Rumble!

With a bang, Ye Qing's figure was directly dispersed by Zhu Ziming.

"Oh no, it's an afterimage!"

Zhu Ziming also realized it, and at the same time, his whole person was shocked.

"How is this possible?"

Ye Qing is just a half-step god, and the gap between a half-step god and a god is unimaginable.

It stands to reason that even if Ye Qing tried his best to dodge, it would be impossible to leave an afterimage in the same place, right?

Zhu Ziming's heart suddenly swelled up with a strong and ominous premonition.

Ye Qing hid his strength?

Was he careless?

"No ......"

He roared in his heart, and at this time there was already a chill behind him.

He realized it, so he closed his momentum as fast as he could, and at the same time wanted to dodge Ye Qing's attack as quickly as possible, but in a very short period of time, he couldn't burst out with all his strength at all, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

"Abominable ......"

He decided to grit his teeth and reflexively shake Ye Qing's attack.

Fist of the Gods!

The terrifying power instantly enveloped Zhu Ziming.

Rumble!

The heavy punch directly ignored Zhu Ziming's divine power to protect his body, only to hear a loud "boom", and Ye Qing's fist shadow fell heavily on Zhu Ziming's chest.

Directly dented his chest.

"Puff ......" Zhu Ziming's whole person was like a kite with a broken string, and he flew upside down thousands of feet.

He only felt that his internal organs had been severely traumatized.

"What?

"This ...... What the hell is going on?"

"Damn, am I dazzled?"

……

Those Tianjiao in the audience had indescribable confusion on their faces.

It doesn't seem to be the same as expected.

Where did Ye Qing get such a strong strength from a bastard?

The most unexpected thing is the two Qiankun Taoist envoys.

The brains of both of them went blank.

What the hell is going on?

Ye Qing's half-step Heavenly God's strength, why would he knock Zhu Ziming out with one punch?

This Ye Qing ......

Could it be that he was taking drugs, or was he using some kind of conspiracy?

Quiet, dead still, dead still......

"Ye Qing, you ......" Zhu Ziming had been severely injured by Ye Qing, and his eyes were full of resentment and hatred when he looked at Ye Qing.

He estimated that he would die, and he would not have thought that Ye Qing's true strength would be so strong.

"Third Highness, do you want me to give you a chance to admit defeat?"

Ye Qing's eyes were full of mockery and coldness.

"You...... I want you to die!" Zhu Ziming roared, he took out his most powerful strength to kill Ye Qing again, but it was much inferior to before, and it was not enough to see in front of Ye Qing!

"Humph!"

Ye Qing snorted lightly, stepped out, and punched Zhu Ziming again.

"Puff ......"

Zhu Ziming flew out thousands of zhang again.

"Third Highness, admit defeat, otherwise you will be beaten to death by me!"

Ye Qing sneered all over his face.

"You ......"

Zhu Ziming is already at the end of the crossbow.

"Humph!"

Ye Qing shot again.

"Stop!" Just when Ye Qing was about to kill Zhu Ziming with a punch, suddenly a loud voice sounded, this person was naturally the investigation envoy Tianfeng.

"Inspector Shangxian, our game has not yet been decided, do you want to meddle in the game or do you want to favor him?"

Ye Qing withdrew his hand, looked at Tianfeng, and said with a smile.

"He has no power to fight back!"

Tianfeng glared at Ye Qing coldly, that look was very unkind to him, but because there were other Tianjiao around, he didn't vent it directly.

"But he hasn't thrown in the towel yet!"

Ye Qing said with a smile.

"Ye Qing, he is the third highness of the Vulcan Star royal family, what will be the consequences of killing him, you should know very well in your heart!"

Tianfeng said coldly.

This attitude is very clear, he is deliberately biased in favor of Zhu Ziming.

As long as he doesn't announce it, there will be no winner or loser in this game, which is equivalent to suspending the game for no reason, and then waiting until Zhu Ziming recovers from his injury before continuing the game, or in other words, killing Ye Qing directly in secret, so that he will never have a chance to participate in the game again.