Qin Ming practiced all night, the wound healed completely, there was no scar left, and the internal injury recovered.

    The magic of life and determination is displayed incisively and vividly.

    Next, it''s time to try to break through.

    Whether we can enter the top five depends on the success of this breakthrough.

    "Dayan sword classic, the second style... No trace for thousands of years..."

    Qin Ming took out the Dayan sword code and studied it. This time, he finally saw the second move clearly.

    The second move of Dayan sword classic is without trace for thousands of years. The sky wind does not fall dust. Thousands of swords break the air and the river is red.

    Qin Ming was deeply angry and smiled. When I first broke through the eight fold sky, I could only vaguely see the words. I thought the eight fold sky was not suitable for cultivation. I didn''t expect to see it clearly now.

    "Without a trace for thousands of years, help me break into the Ninth Heaven."

    Qin Ming raised the ancient sword and whispered confidently.

    "Childe Qin, I brought you some healing medicine..."

    Huyan Zhuo came in with a smile, but then he was silly. Qin Ming was naked and energetic. He didn''t even have the wound yesterday.

    "I don''t need any medicine. Watch it for me today. No one is allowed to come in." Qin Ming danced the ancient sword and prepared to close the door.

    "Ah? Ah!" Huyan Zhuo was surprised and recovered? Can we play tomorrow? Is this a sprint to the top five? I''m a good boy. It''s going to be great!

    "Hard work."

    "You''re welcome! We''re friends." Zhuo Zhuo in Huyan quickly closed his room, took the stone stool and sat in the yard, crossed his legs and guarded the door! Now Qin ordered him to do anything!

    "What are you doing here?" Ling Xue just opened the window and saw a "meatball" squatting in Qin Ming''s yard. Huyan Zhuo Zhuo was round like a meatball and squatting on a round stone bench. The picture was really funny. Even the lonely and arrogant Ling Xue couldn''t help asking.

    "Help childe Qin to guard. I''m afraid someone will hurt him again." Huyan Zhuozhuo said ha ha. He was so happy. Oh, how many secrets does Qin Ming have? Even he can''t see through.

    Ling Xue suddenly asked, "what deal did you make with Qin Ming?"

    "Elder martial sister Ling Xue, don''t get me wrong. I''m not that kind of slave owner. I just made a friend with Childe Qin."

    "Really?" Ling Xue doubted.

    "By the way, elder martial sister, let''s have a competition today. I wish you success in advance."

    Qin Ming locked himself in the room and focused on his practice. Although the space was narrow, it did not hinder his exertion.

    Word by word research, one move is familiar.

    It can be imagined that it is also a challenge for Qin ming to practice the second move and break through the nine heavy heaven before tomorrow.

    Play martial arts! The third round of martial arts has begun.

    Eight disciples of Lingwu realm stepped on the stage and accepted the challenge.

    The top ten places represent the highest honor. It is not only an affirmation of all the efforts before the age of 18, but also means better treatment and more resources in the family in the future.

    No one will miss this opportunity.

    The leaders of all sects pay close attention. If a disciple can''t even enter the top ten, he can''t get through it.

    The leader of Qingyun sect is also nervous. Although Qin Ming and TIESHANHE entered the top ten ahead of time, they seem to have no hope of winning the top five. It would be a comfort if they could enter the top ten more.

    In the first war, a beautiful female disciple of the blood evil sect appeared and invited Zhan Lingxue by name.

    Two women can fight and win fame. The battle is unexpectedly wonderful. It just solves the problem of losing both sides. They are invincible. They are all out of the top ten.

    The cruelty of World War I made other disciples secretly nervous. The following World War II, World War III and World War IV played brilliantly and miserably.

    From early morning to noon, a total of four martial arts meetings were held to determine the other two places in the top ten.

    They are, Tiandao sect Qingge, Xuexie sect yeluozhan! Both of them have strong strength, which can be regarded as the true return of fame.

    Ling Xue and Zhang Lan of Qingyun sect were not in the top ten. Ling Xue was a "draw" and Zhang Lan was directly defeated.

    The old city owner announced tomorrow''s event on behalf of eight.

    "Outside the city hall, there is a gold list, listed in the top ten of the eight schools."

    "Tomorrow, the top five of the eight tea parties will compete!"

    "Site, small stone ridge outside the city!"

    "Invite the whole city to watch the war together!"

    The final battle of each tea party is not held in the city hall, but in a place outside the city. It will be open to the people of the whole city, so that people can see the style of the top ten and feel the strength of the top ten. In fact, it is equivalent to showing the potential of the eight religions to the outside world.

    "Is Qin''s life there?" Yang Yi of Tu lingzong knocked on the door of Qin''s life courtyard.

    "Rest, it''s inconvenient to see guests."

    Huyan Zhuo got up with a smile. His round head, round figure, chubby limbs and wearing a white robe are funny.

    Yang Yi probably didn''t expect such a thing as "squatting" in the yard. He was obviously stunned: "who are you?"

    "Friend, that''s good."

    "I have something to do with Qin Ming." Yang Yi strode in.

    "I''m really sorry, Mr. Qin. I really don''t see any guests today. I have to wait for tomorrow?" Huyan Zhuo looks funny and charming, which makes people want to laugh.

    "Really don''t see a guest?"

    "You should be Yang Yi of Tuling sect. Nice to meet you. It''s a pleasure to meet you. Otherwise, leave a message and I''ll tell you later?"

    "No, I''ll come back tomorrow." Yang Yi left.

    Before long, the fanxin of baihuazong came: "is Qin''s life there?"

    "You are..."

    "Baihuazong, every heart."

    "Oh, Hello, what''s the matter with Childe Qin?"

    "Let me see him. How''s he hurt? Is he dead?"

    "I''m kidding. It''s good."

    "Then why are you in mourning, bad luck?"

    "..." Zhuo Zhuo in Huyan is speechless. I''m a fine white jade silk cloth. It''s expensive.

    "Get out of the way. I have something to do with him."

    "It''s inconvenient to see guests. Why don''t you come back tomorrow?"

    "Still awake?"

    "I woke up and slept again. I''m too hurt. Please forgive me."

    It''s not easy to send away fanxin. Three disciples of the tiandaozong also want to see Qin''s life.

    Huyan Zhuozhuo accompanied Xiao to send him away one by one, sat back on the stone bench and smiled happily. Yang Yi should come here with the intention to attract Qin life. Fan Xin should come here with some interest in Qin life. Tiandaozong may also come here to make friends. It seems that Qin Ming''s decision to insist on attending the eight tea parties is correct. He is not popular in Qingyun sect. When he comes out, he is a baby.

    "The flying dragon leaves the sky and goes into the abyss with the cloud; the hidden dragon goes to the heaven with the cloud. Hehe, hehe..." Huyan Zhuo crossed his legs. You''re free and happy.

    In the evening, several more guests came. This time, Huyan Zhuo couldn''t stop them.

    "Qin Ming lives here?" an old man with gray hair was not angry, and the surface of his body was steaming with wisps of red fog, which was blood gas.

    Blood evil sect leader! Qiu Lin! He was followed by a tall and hot girl, demon. Short clothes and skirts show their delicate body without stinginess. The skin exposed outside is particularly tender and shows an incomparably moving breath of youth. The neck like a swan is snow-white and smooth, and the delicate face is like a flower, but the blood red eyes destroy the wonderful feeling, more evil and more seductive.

    Zhuo Zhuo in Huyan was very well informed. Of course, he knew who the two in front of him were. The smart one grinned and raised his hand, "please come inside."

    These two can''t stop.

    Moreover, the patriarch of others came in person. What a noble treatment. Who dares to refuse?