Chapter 3 I want to beat ten

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<div id="title"> Chapter 3 I want to hit ten</div>

<div id="content">Zhao Tiezhu is a second-level body quenching period, and is tall and big, and the sound of a punch is terrifying.

Qin Yi was only in the first stage of body quenching. He had been malnourished for a long time, was thin and weak, and looked weak. His fists looked soft and weak.

“Hmph, waste, do you think I don’t know the spirit stones you hidden?”

“When you die, those dozen spirit stones are all mine!”

Not far away, Wang Bapi showed a sinister sneer.

Bang!

A loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, there was a crackling sound of bones shattering, making the scalp numb and creepy.

The tall figure flew backwards and fell to the ground with a bang.

It’s Zhao Tiezhu!

His face was full of shock, and his eyes were staring at Qin Yi not far away.

“No, no…no!”

Dead!

Kill in one punch!

The breath is gone, and the body dies and the Tao disappears.

“Huh? How is this possible?” Wang Papi widened his eyes, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

Zhao Tiezhu is weak, and looks tall and big, but he is only at the second level of the body quenching period, with the total Qingyang faction being the last 800.

However, Qin Yi is even weaker, the most serious person. It has not changed for six years since he came to Qingyang Sect at the age of ten.

But now, Qin Yi, the last one, actually defeated Zhao Tiezhu, the last eight hundred, and killed him in an instant with one punch.

Scream!

A ray of light appeared on Qin Yi’s identity plate, and the string of numbers began to change, from 89,653 to 88,853.

A warm current surged in his body, his strength was growing continuously, and he was about to advance to the second level, but it ended abruptly at this time.

It’s dark swallowing!

It directly devoured Zhao Tiezhu’s cultivation, almost allowing Qin Yi to be promoted to the second level.

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“I am worthy of being the last 800 waste. I can’t even upgrade to a small realm. This cultivation is too weak!”

Qin Yi frowned in disgust.

In the Qingyang School, the strong have always been the prey of the weak, and the winner is the king.

It is normal to kill people in ranking battles. No one will blame you. Instead, it will be a kind of glory and a symbol of the strong.