To be precise, Tsuburaya and Mu Qing are too strong, and they have distanced themselves from others, so that the other participants in the competition have no intention of competing for the top two.

Ziqing still didn't give up step by step, but because the two of them were all due to the fire power, they were stalemate for a while, and it was difficult for one side to have a clear advantage.

Everyone can see that if this continues, it will be difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time, and even if one side can accumulate advantages to win, it will definitely not be possible to do it in a moment.

However, at this moment, Zi Qing, who was attacking wildly, suddenly withdrew his palms and retreated.

Under the traction of the qi machine, Long Zun's hands were raised, wanting to take this opportunity to defend and attack, but in just a moment, his face changed leisurely, and the raised hands quickly danced in the void, forming a protective net constructed by Xuan Li.

This protective net of mystical power stood flat on the chest, but in the eyes of others, this protective net became an impregnable mountain, as if no attack could break it.

The reason why Long Zun changed his mind in an instant, resisted the idea of counterattacking, and cast a layer of defensive net with the Xuan Power in his body was because he felt a chill, a chill to the bone.

In front of him, Zi Qing had retreated to the other side of the ring.

However, at this moment, Ziqing no longer has the stability she used to be, her eyes are bloodshot, her body is slightly lowered, and the skin exposed outside her clothes seems to be flushed with a strange red.

Especially on her flat-chested palm, it was even more red as if it was dyed with a layer of blood.

Powerful and with a hint of madness poured out of her, and her clothes turned faintly scorched as if they couldn't stand it.

After being unable to attack for a long time, Zi Qing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and exerted the fire system mystery power in her body to the extreme, and cooperated with the fire system exercises, wanting to make a final fight.

If it were normal, she wouldn't have done something so almost irrational.

But the ranking of the top ten disciples is too important, one place short, and the reward she gets in the end will be very different, especially for a martial artist realm cultivator like her who has already begun to prepare to break through the Great Martial Master Realm.

With a loud roar, Zi Qing's palms were staggered, as if carrying a raging fire, and rushed towards the dragon zun in front of him.

Long Zun's expression remained unchanged, and his hands kept controlling the protective net in front of him, and the Xuan Force thickened the thickness and defense of the protective net, and finally resisted Ziqing's blow with all his might.

The mad flames seemed to be stopped, and they burned desperately, trying to burn everything in their way, and turn everything in their path to ashes.

But what stands in front of them seems to be ashes, and no matter how strong the fire is, once there is no fuel, when only ashes remain, it will gradually be extinguished without any means.

Then, Long Zun's palms rotated like a windmill, and with every change and rotation of his hands, the protective net in front of him would grow in a circle, completely blocking the flames on the periphery.

Booming and declining, Ziqing's crazy attacks finally reached the point where they could not be sustained, and her attacks showed flaws and a brief pause.

It's just a time to breathe in, a time to regain your strength.

But at this moment, Long Zun's hands suddenly made a mistake, and the protective net in front of him suddenly spread out, and the defense that seemed to be like an iron wall turned into nothing in an instant.

Ziqing's expression paused slightly, and before she could figure out why Long Zun would do such a self-defeating thing, she suddenly sensed an equally powerful momentum covering her like a monstrous wave.

She was horrified in her heart, secretly screaming that it was not good, but at this moment she was powerless, and she couldn't take care of it anymore in this breath, and all the remaining strength in her body was struck out in a hurry, and her body retreated rapidly.

Then, Long Zun's figure clung to it like a shadow, and his palms flew up and down endlessly, always maintaining a huge and irresistible pressure.

Although Ziqing understood that if she was given a little more time, she would be able to turn the situation back again, but Long Zun clearly saw the opportunity and never left her a chance to turn over.

Suddenly, the figures of the two people flew like flying, dancing like two butterflies in the ring.

Although there is no monstrous momentum and no thrilling fights, it is these two people who are incredibly fast and can be seen clearly in offensive and defensive techniques, which is enough to make people frightened.

"You won. Ziqing withdrew from the battle group with a blushing face, stepped lightly in the ring, and jumped outside.

Long Zun let out a long laugh, his feet were already steady, and he hugged his fist towards Ziqing, "Accept it." ”

Ziqing's face was flushed, and she couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes, but she still reluctantly returned the salute, and then walked away from the ring and walked to the resting place on the north bank.

Long Zun didn't leave the ring right away, but took a deep breath, this match can be said to be the toughest one he has won so far, and it is also the most draining.

After getting out of the ring and returning to the rest area, he didn't even pay attention to Wu Qi, who came up, but took a pill to supplement the consumption during the competition.

Wu Qi silently stepped aside, his eyes were full of brilliance, he had thought that Long Zun was very strong, stronger than the ranking battle showed, but he didn't expect that it was so strong that it was already strong enough to have the ability to compete for the top three of the top ten pro-lineage disciples.

But the faces of the others in the rest area on the south bank are not good-looking, and no one wants to be surpassed by a former 'little junior brother', which proves that they are very incompetent.

Especially Mo Xing and Cao Min, who have hatred and contradictions with Long Zun, both of them have bad faces.

Originally, they had estimated Long Zun to be strong enough, but now that they looked at it, they still underestimated that Long Zun was even stronger than they imagined.

Seeing Long Zun's winning streak before, some people were unhappy to provoke with their eyes, but no one provoked anymore at this time.

It's not that they are willing to accept the fact that Long Zun has won a streak, but that they are not sure of defeating Long Zun, and choose to admit that Long Zun has the same strength as them, or even stronger than them.

This round of competition passed quickly, except for the competition between Long Zun and Ziqing, there were basically no accidents, everything was similar to what was guessed, those who should win win, and those who should lose lost.

The ninth round of the competition began, and Wu Qi lost to Ziqing as usual.

Everyone is used to Wu Qi losing the competition, and if Wu Qi wins a game, it will attract the attention and discussion of others.

Now everyone is paying attention to the competition between Long Zun and Mu Qing, the competition between the second-to-last ranking on the south bank and the first place on the north bank.

Long Zun had already proven that his strength was strong enough, and Mu Qing had long been considered a strong contender for the first place among the top ten pro-lineage disciples.

All of these people who participated in the competition wanted to see the sparks that collided in the battle between Long Zun and Mu Qing.

Although no one believed that Long Zun would win, he still hoped to cause some damage to Mu Qing, so that he might abolish the two masters at once.

Of course, this is the most desirable thing for everyone, and although it is unlikely, the vast majority of those who participate in the competition hope that this is the result.

(End of chapter)