The 9 Sun God King (Nine Sun God King)

Anger from Tiger Boxing

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

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

His lower abdomen was where his elemental energy was located!

With Yan Zhongming's accumulated strength, the attack had a strength of at least 5,000 Jin (TL: or Kati. 1 jin/kati \= 500 grams). With a single glance, it was clear that he was going to destroy Qin Yun's elemental energy!

It was only a duel, yet he had used such ruthless methods!

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

In the blink of an eye, Yan Zhongming's two fingers ruthlessly pierced Qin Yun's lower abdomen!

At that moment, everyone believed that Qin Yun elemental energy would be crippled.

Yang Shiyue was furious. He finally understood why Qin Yun hated the Empress as well as those evil old officials so much!

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

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

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 mean!" Qin Yun's voice was cold and low, filled with anger.

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

Kraaac! The sound of sharp fractures could be heard.

Yan Zhongming screamed in pain. His arms had been twisted by Qin Yun. Only his shoulders were still attached to his flesh. It hurts just by looking at it!

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

That furious fist strike was like the fury of a tiger, but it was also like the deep roar of an enraged tiger!

"AHHHHHHHHHH NO!"

"Stop!" A teacher rushed over and shouted.

The tiger infuriated Qin Yun like a fist did not decrease in the slightest. Like the roar of a tiger, it took the opportunity to strike Yan Zhongming's face!

Yan Zhongming, who was screaming in pain, was devastated by this blow. 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: "Energy of the elements is scattered ..... hurry up and take him for treatment!"

No one could say anything, as Yan Zhongming was extremely ruthless!

"Three steps are over. The one who turned into trash is not me, but you!" Qin Yun looked at the fainted Yan Zhongming on the ground and said coldly.

The winner was Qin Yun whom no one thought of!

And he had crippled Yan Zhongming in three moves!

The older students burst into a fuss as they spoke in shock at Qin Yun's previous movements …

Qin Yun's three steps were indeed astonishing. His fist style is smooth and proficient. His inner Qi was domineering, allowing him to pull it back freely. It impressed many teachers.

"Isn't that the Spirit Tiger's Fist? It's something from a rotten street!"

"Qi Qin Yun's inner self is not weak. What the hell's going on? Didn't he suffer internal injuries? Why doesn't it seem like anything's happening!"

"The strangest thing was, why wasn't he injured at all after being stabbed by Yan Zhongming?"

"Does this fellow really only have the One Spirit Vein Yang?"

"Maybe it was because of his purple-gold martial spirit. Such a high ranked martial spirit might make his Qi even stronger."

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

Furthermore, Qin Yun had achieved a small feat in cultivating his inner strength cultivation technique overnight. He had unleashed his inner strength through his martial soul, making his inner strength twice as strong as Yan Zhongming. This was also the key to his victory.

An old man shouted, "Yan Zhongming of Class 7 has been defeated, and Class 7 has been eliminated. Qin Yun of ninth grade had won. He's going into the second round!"

The students of Grade 7 were very happy 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 are all exhausted!

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

Only Yang Shiyue knew that Qin Yun had cultivated his inner strength cultivation method to the Early Stage. That was why his inner strength was so powerful.

Qin Yun walked up 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 gentle breeze that moved the hearts of others.

"Very good. As long as your opponent is not too strong in the second half, you will definitely win." Yang Shiyue heaved a sigh of relief.

Qin Yun looked at the other duel. There were already a few contestants who won or lost.

What surprised him was that the Jiang family disciple who had mastered the Sound Wave Martial Spirit had used sound waves to knock others down. The ability to use the power of the Sound Wave Martial Spirit so quickly was also extremely powerful.

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

Soon, the first round of battle was over. Eight classes have been eliminated.

Next, the next round of draws is drawn again!

After Yang Shi Yue drew the lottery, she secretly cursed her luck so bad that she actually drew the 11th class lottery.

Ye Weixuan Class 11 had the Golden Thunder Martial Spirit. He grew up in a family with the Thunder Martial Spirit. As a result, even though he had just awakened the Thunder Martial Spirit, he was still able to use some thunder attributed inner Qi.

"Ye Weixuan came from the Empress's family. If she called the Empress her aunt, then her actions towards you would definitely not be light." Yang Shiyue warned in a low voice, "I've just witnessed her fight, and being able to use the small inner Qi of the thunder attribute, you must be careful."

"So the Empress also has the Thunder Martial Spirit? I think his martial spirit is a Viper (Violent Snake. This is just Qin Yun's sarcasm!)!'' Qin Yun curled his lips as he walked onto the dueling platform.

As soon as he took the stage, his internal strength trembled and resonated with the purple-gold fire spirit, condensing and releasing a powerful fire energy!

Ye Weixuan also wanted to be together with a beautiful teacher like Yang Shiyue, but she was forced to change classes. It was mainly because of Qin Yun. So, now 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 onto the stage, her fists began to emit lightning. It was the inner Qi of thunder!

"Ye Weixuan had not even started cultivating the Inner Strength skill, but she was already able to make her inner Qi have the thunder attribute. It seemed like he had already practiced the Thunder Fist of the Ye Family to be able to withstand a piece of lightning."

"Don't underestimate this bit of thunderbolt and inner Qi. This was much stronger than the attributeless inner Qi!"

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

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

When everyone heard this, they could not help but laugh!

"The Ye Clan's Thunder Fist is a secret technique of the Ye Clan, but the Spirit Tiger Fist can only be considered a Low Class."

"Ye Weixuan was bullying him too much, using a spirit level martial skill to bully a beginner's martial skill!"

"Qin Yun is not stupid. He probably wouldn't agree to that."

Qin Yun was secretly worried. Thunderclap Fist was a Spirit Level Martial Skill! In the Imperial Palace, he had never learned any martial skills, so he could do nothing but secretly envy.

"All right!" Qin Yun agreed with a relaxed expression as he exchanged blows with Ye Weixuan.