Nine Sun God King
chapter-15

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With a swoosh, he rushed in front of Qin Yun. His two fingers suddenly came together as a large amount of inner Qi gathered on his two fingers. His fingertips trembled slightly as a transparent mist surged out!

Then, with extreme speed, he stabbed at Qin Yun's lower abdomen.

His lower abdomen was where his inner yuan was located!

With Yan Zhongming's accumulated strength, the attack had a strength of at least 5000 Jin. With a single glance, it was obvious that he was going to shatter Qin Yun's inner yuan!

It was just a duel, yet he had used such a ruthless method!

When many of the older students saw this ruthlessness, they secretly frowned. They knew that Yan Zhongming's ruthlessness was to curry favor with the empress.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Zhongming's two fingers had viciously stabbed at Qin Yun's lower abdomen!

At that instant, everyone believed that Qin Yun's inner yuan would be crippled.

Yang Shiyue was infuriated. She finally understood why Qin Yun hated the Queen so much, as well as those evil old officials!

Yan Zhongming was secretly delighted. He believed that he would definitely succeed in this move but when his finger came into contact with Qin Yun's abdomen, it felt like he was poking a hard steel bar.

At the same time, a burning pain suddenly came from his wrist. It was as if he was biting down hard on his teeth!

When everyone saw this, they were all stunned!

After receiving the attack from Yan Zhongming, Qin Yun remained motionless like a mountain. He even grabbed Yan Zhongming's wrist with a backhand move!

"You're really ruthless!" Qin Yun's voice was cold and low, filled with anger.

As he spoke, he grabbed Yan Zhongming's wrist and twisted it vigorously!

"Crack!" A crisp sound of broken bones could be heard.

Yan Zhongming screamed in pain. His arm had been twisted off by Qin Yun. Only his shoulder was still attached to his flesh. It hurt just by looking at it!

Qin Yun clenched his fists tightly as he sent his billowing anger towards Yan Zhongming's abdomen!

The attack of the raging fist was like the rage of a tiger, like the deep roar of an angry tiger!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" After being struck in the abdomen, Yan Zhongming let out another scream as blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Stop!" A teacher rushed up and shouted.

Qin Yun's furious tiger like fist did not diminish in the slightest. Like a tiger's roar, it took the opportunity to strike at Yan Zhongming's face!

Yan Zhongming, who was screaming in pain, was severely hit by this punch. His body spun in the air and fell off the stage, fainting.

The teacher from Class 7 came over to check, and said with a frown: "The inner yuan is scattering … … Hurry up and bring him for treatment! "

No one could say anything, because Yan Zhongming had been very ruthless!

"The three moves are over. The one who turned into trash isn't me, it's you!" Qin Yun looked at Yan Zhongming, who had fainted on the ground, and said coldly.

The winner was the Qin Yun that no one thought highly of!

And he had crippled Yan Zhongming in three moves!

The older students burst into an uproar as they spoke in surprise of Qin Yun's previous moves …

Qin Yun's three moves were indeed astounding. His boxing style was fluid and adept. His inner Qi was domineering, allowing him to retract it freely. It left many teachers amazed.

"Isn't that the Spirit Tiger Fist? This is something from the rotten streets! "

"Qin Yun's inner Qi is not weak. What is going on? Wasn't he suffering from internal injuries? Why does it seem like nothing has happened!"

"The strangest thing is, why was he not injured at all after being stabbed by Yan Zhongming?"

"Does this guy really only have a One Sun Spiritual Vein?"

"Maybe it's because of his purple gold fire martial spirit. Such a high rank martial spirit might make his qi even stronger."

Qin Yun had gone through five years of maniacal body tempering. His body was extremely strong to begin with. Just now, he had been channeling the Black Yang arts, causing his internal energy to vibrate crazily. He had pushed waves of extremely strong internal energy, causing his abdomen to swell until it became incomparably stiff. He had successfully blocked Yan Zhongming's accumulated energy attack!

When inner qi was cultivated to a certain degree, it could flow through the skin and flesh and could even be invulnerable to swords and spears!

Furthermore, Qin Yun had achieved a minor accomplishment in cultivating his inner force cultivation technique overnight. He had released his inner force through his martial soul, making his inner force twice stronger than Yan Zhongming's. This was also the key to his victory.

An old man shouted, "Yan Zhongming from Class 7 has been defeated and Class 7 has been eliminated. Qin Yun of the ninth class has won. He will enter the second round! "

The students of Class 7 were very pleased at the beginning. They believed that Yan Zhongming would definitely be able to defeat Qin Yun easily!

But now, they all had bitter expressions. Their resources for this semester were all gone!

This was all due to Yan Zhongming. They all believed that he had underestimated Qin Yun because of his Purple Gold Fire Martial Spirit.

Only Yang Shiyue knew that Qin Yun had cultivated his inner force cultivation method to Initial Stage. That was why his inner force was extremely strong.

Qin Yun walked down from the dueling platform and came to Yang Shiyue's side.

Yang Shiyue's eyes were filled with praise as she smiled at Qin Yun. Her charming smile was beautiful yet gentle, like a lovely breeze that stirred up the hearts of others.

"Very good. As long as your opponent isn't too strong in the second round, you will definitely win." Yang Shiyue heaved a sigh of relief.

Qin Yun looked at the other duels. There were already a few contestants that had won or lost.

What surprised him was that the Jiang family's disciple who had mastered the Sound Wave Martial Spirit had used the sound wave to knock the other person out. The ability to use the power of the Sound Wave Martial Spirit so quickly was also very powerful.

"Please don't meet this guy." Qin Yun thought to himself. The other party's voice was too strange.

Soon, the first round of battles was over. Eight classes had been eliminated.

Next, the next round of drawing lots!

After Yang Shi Yue drew the lot, she secretly cursed her luck that was so bad that she actually drew the eleventh class.

Class 11's Ye Weixuan possessed the Golden Thunder Martial Spirit. He had grown up in a family with the Thunder Martial Spirit. As a result, even though he had just awakened his Thunder Martial Spirit, he was still able to use some of his thunder attributed inner qi.

"Ye Weixuan is from the empress's family. If he calls the empress his aunt, then his actions towards you will definitely not be light." Yang Shiyue warned in a low voice, "I just watched his battle, he was able to use a little inner qi of the thunder attribute, you must be careful."

"So the Queen also possesses the Thunder Martial Spirit? I thought her martial spirit was a Viper! " Qin Yun curled his lips as he walked to the dueling platform.

Once he got on the stage, his internal force vibrated and resonated with the purple gold fire martial spirit, condensing and releasing a powerful flame energy!

Ye Weixuan also wanted to be together with a beautiful teacher like Yang Shiyue but he was forced to change classes. It was mainly because of Qin Yun that he blamed Qin Yun.

He even believed that as long as he crippled Qin Yun, he would be able to return to Yang Shiyue's class.

As soon as Ye Weixuan walked up to the stage, his fist began to emit lightning. It was thunder inner qi!

"Ye Weixuan hasn't even started cultivating inner force skills but he's already able to make his inner Qi have the thunder attribute. It seems like he has already practiced the Ye Family's Thunder Fist to be able to contain a sliver of lightning."

"Don't underestimate this tiny bit of thunder and lightning inner qi. This is much stronger than inner qi without attributes!"

Some of the older students began to praise Ye Weixuan's Gold Thunder Martial Spirit. They yearned for it. And Qin Yun's purple gold fire martial soul was something they yearned for even more in their dreams.

"Your Spirit Tiger Fist seems to be very strong. How about we fight with fist?" Ye Weixuan smiled contemptuously at Qin Yun with a proud expression.

When everyone heard this, they could not help but burst out laughing!

"The Ye Clan's Thunder Fist is the Ye Clan's secret technique but the Spirit Tiger Fist can only be barely considered as an Inferior Grade."

"Ye Weixuan is bullying him too much, using a spirit level martial skill to bully his beginner martial skill!"

"Qin Yun is not stupid. He probably won't agree to it."

Qin Yun was secretly alarmed. Thunderclap Fist was a Spirit Level Martial Skill! In the Imperial Palace, he had never learned any martial skills, so he could not help but be secretly envious.

"Alright!" Qin Yun agreed with a relaxed expression to exchange punches with Ye Weixuan.