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Chapter 123 Supernatural powers?I will also, stop from time to time VS delete from time to time (please subscribe!)
Nishikawa City.

The arena of the Bashu Provincial Martial Arts Competition.

Sitting in the locker room, Li Changqing looked at Sun Sheng with a smile.

"It's really strange. Why did we arrange our competition indoors today? Are you afraid that I will tear down the martial arts venue?"

Hearing the warm cheers from the audience outside the locker room, the corners of Li Changqing's mouth were drawn.

"The quarter-finals and the eighth-finals all arranged us in the seventh ring. I thought they would also arrange us in the seventh ring in the quarter-finals."

Sun Sheng tidied up his backpack, took out a bottle of water and threw it to Li Changqing.

"Do you think this arena is for you? It's for Yang Zhiming."

More than half a month, the schedule is coming to an end.

Today, the quarter-finals between the Chengdu team and the Dukou team will be held.

The winner will represent the upper half of the district and participate in the finals. The winners of Tongba City and Xikang will determine the final champion of the Bashu Provincial Martial Arts Competition.

Whether it was the previous quarter-finals or the quarter-finals.

The Rong City representative team was arranged in the No. [-] ring far away from Xichuan City, and the number of people watching the games became smaller and smaller each time.

At this moment, Li Changqing's popularity has been taken away by Yang Zhiming and Cao Feng.

Time stopped, still supernatural powers.

It has become the most popular news in the martial arts section of Bashu Province today.

Six fifty at night.

Commentary seat.

Sitting firmly on Mount Tai during the day, he had the same confident smile on his face as always.

After seeing the invincible supernatural powers, the two commentators beside him completely gave up on Li Changqing, and began to concentrate on being supporters of Yang Zhiming and Cao Feng.

The host held the microphone, felt the long-lost harmony in the commentary seat, heaved a sigh of relief, and handed it over.

"Three commentators, Bashu Provincial Martial Arts Competition, the quarter-finals are about to start, can you explain the strength gap between the two sides to the audience at the scene and in front of the screen?"

Bai Tianci smiled slightly:
"Although it is said that this game is the quarter-finals, the outcome of the game is already obvious."

The other two commentators nodded in unison. They had already been convinced by the supernatural powers, and they no longer had any expectations for the old techniques.

"Mr. Bai is right. If the Rong City team met the Xikang team led by Cao Feng, then there is still an argument for the outcome, but it's a pity."

Having said that, one of them sighed, and the commentator beside him immediately added:
"It's a pity that Li Changqing met Yang Zhiming unfortunately. From the previous matches, we can see that the overall strength of the two sides is actually very different."

"The Rong City representative team, except for Li Changqing and Sun Sheng whose strength is unknown, the strongest of the other three is only the middle three-star, basically they are broken at the first touch."

"It's up to Li Changqing to win or lose."

The supporter took up the conversation again.

"Those three teachers, Li Changqing, who is known as the master of martial arts, do they have any hope that they will pass through five?"

"I said that Li Changqing's luck is very bad. He should never have met Yang Zhiming."

The commentator on the left beside Bai Tianci shook his head.

"What is Yang Zhiming's supernatural power? Time stops! Where is Li Changqing's only advantage? In his Dao Yun's grasp of the heaven and earth, he can call wind and rain, and even mobilize the power of long rivers of water. Perhaps Cao Feng's supernatural power of magic can also be head-to-head .

"But such a method is completely useless to Yang Zhiming. If he masters the stop of time, Yang Zhiming can instantly kill Li Changqing."

The camera turned again, and finally fixed on Tianci's face.

"Actually, I have already said the answer. The so-called Martial Dao Grandmaster refers to an old senior who broke through to the upper ranks with the help of spiritual power and at the same time mastered Dao Yun."

"What kind of martial arts master is a person like Li Changqing who has been disqualified for psychic power? A trash who can't even touch psychic power and can't touch the upper class for life is a deceitful person."

"Martial arts, spiritual martial arts, a guy who can't even touch spiritual energy, what kind of master is he?"

The barrage in the live broadcast room expressed their approval.

"Spiritual energy is the future, and old techniques should be left in the trash."

"I suspect that I can't break through the middle position. It's the fault of the old technique! If I can also walk on the path of psychic power, I might have already ascended."

"I also think that many mid-rank and low-rank warriors are unable to break through. I suspect that it is because they have practiced the old techniques and deviated from the right path, so they cannot break through to the upper ranks."

"Yes, this must be done by old techniques!"

Bai Baici's eyes lit up, okay, why didn't he think of this.

Why are there still so many people supporting the old technique?
Why do many warriors still believe that the old techniques are still powerful after seeing that Yang Zhiming and other mid-level warriors can master supernatural powers.

Why is the basic foundation of the old art still solid when he knows that in the nearly hundred years of history since the ascension of psionic energy, no warrior has reached the top by relying on the old art.

Here's why!
Countless low-rank and middle-rank warriors practice old techniques, and those that improve their vitality and spiritual power are old techniques.

This is the reason why the old techniques have never died. When warriors can gain strength and achievements from a practice system, it is difficult for them to completely abandon this system.

This is also why, despite all these years, the Martial Arts Association has been discrediting and suppressing old techniques.

It can only hide the status of the old art in the hearts of warriors, but it cannot completely make the old art be cast aside by people.

Knowing this, Bai Tianci narrowed his eyes slightly.

correct or not?

unimportant.

A battle of ideas, a battle of roads.

There is only a position, there is no right or wrong, it depends on where your butt is sitting.

He was gifted by day, a natural supernatural being, a genius blessed by subspace.

Naturally, he is a supporter of psionic energy.

Moreover, in his eyes, psionic energy is a road that can ascend, and dozens of psionic users have emerged, and the end of the old technique is the middle peak.

As long as he can attack the old art, no matter how against the sky, he can say it without any scruples.

"Everyone, have you ever thought about why many warriors' affinity with psionic energy will decrease as their cultivation level increases."

Suddenly, Tianci suddenly gave a new topic.

The two commentators were also taken aback, and they looked at Tianci at the same time.

"Mr. Bai, have you ever had such data?"

They are also only middle-level warriors, basically have no contact with psionic energy, and they are completely unclear about Tianci's question.

"Of course I did." Bai Tianci raised his chin slightly.

The director at the back quickly projected a form on the big screen in the live broadcast room.

Is this experimental record true?
Tianci didn't mind, he just needed a platform to attack the old technique.

"Dear audience, you must have noticed that with the growth of cultivation, the affinity between most warriors and psionics shows a downward trend, and only a very few can remain stable."

"What does this mean?" A cold gleam flashed in Bai Tianci's eyes.

He is staring at the camera.

"This shows that as warriors continue to practice old techniques and their strength continues to improve, they are staying away from spiritual energy!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Suddenly, the live broadcast room exploded.

"Fuck, does it mean that the more you practice old techniques, the harder it is to become a high-ranking martial artist?"

"True or false, isn't it true that we have all been deceived?"

Sporadic, occasionally one or two voices of dissent.

"But in my opinion, many high-ranking fighters are also geniuses when they are in the middle and lower ranks."

"Yes, could it be a sample problem?"

But such doubts were quickly submerged in the ocean of verbal criticism.

"Nonsense, if someone else can become a high-ranking warrior, it means that someone else is a genius who is one in a million. Even if they are delayed by old techniques, they can still walk on the right path."

"That's right, it doesn't matter if other people's geniuses are delayed, but ordinary people like us are delayed for a lifetime."

What resonates most with people?
It must be something related to their immediate interests.

When you talk about high-ranking warriors and psionic abilities, more people follow suit.

After all, it is not easy to become a warrior, and it is even more difficult to become a high-ranking warrior.

But if you tell them, you could have become a high-ranking martial artist, but your future was ruined because you practiced old techniques.

In other words, you may be a psychic genius, but you don't have the old skills, so you can't become a warrior, but if you don't have the old skills, you are now a master.

Then, everyone will think that I should also be talented, why can't I become a high-ranking warrior?
It is because of the old technique!

Set up a target, and then guide the audience to blame all their misfortunes on this target.

There is no better way to guide the masses than this.

In an instant, this emotion swept through all the audience who were watching the live broadcast of the game.

"Mr. Bai, you can't talk nonsense. What evidence do you have?"

The other two commentators panicked, Bai Tianci's words were too scary.

The more you practice old techniques, the harder it is to become a high-ranking warrior. Old techniques hinder the future of most warriors.

This is simply negating the middle and lower ranks of Blue Star today, the practice system.

Isn't this really alarmist?
"Why not?" Seeing that the emotions of all the audience were mobilized by him during the day, he no longer hesitated.

"A very simple example, Li Changqing!"

This is his real purpose!
Old art is a broad concept. If it is just to make the masses loathe old art, the effect will not be good.

The target needs to be specific to hit.

So what else is more suitable as a target than a specific person?
"Everyone think about it, is Li Changqing's talent good?" Bai Tianci looked at the camera.

"A psychic disqualified person, his talent is just a compliment, more specifically, it should be called trash!"

"Then, have you ever thought about why a trash can practice faster at the lower and middle stages than geniuses like Yang Zhiming?"

Tian Shi paused for a moment, following his sophistry, even the two explanations were involved.

Their brains twitched, and the conclusions drawn by Bai Tianci just now popped up in an instant.

"Could it be that Li Changqing gave up his psychic talent in exchange for a mid-to-low practice speed?"

"That's right!" Bai Tianci slapped the table hard.

"Dear audience, have you found out? Why is Li Changqing a real waste, but is he still practicing so fast?"

"The reason is very simple, because he gave up all the affinity with psionic energy in exchange for the current speed of practice, and the price is to stop at the middle position and not be able to make further progress."

The live broadcast room was completely boiling, and countless *** filled the screen.

"Then isn't he harming us by promoting the old art?"

"I used to be his fan, but I turned out to be a scum! I'm a waste!"

"I'm so blind, I almost believed this guy's words, rubbish old tricks, ruin my life!"

negative!

Tianci wants to deny everything about Li Changqing.

From talent, to practice, to the old technique that the other party is proud of.

He wants to deny Li Changqing from the source, only in this way can he completely defeat the old technique!
The masses are actually very blind. They cannot see all the truth and are the easiest to be fooled by others.

At this moment, Tianci has completely mobilized the emotions of most warriors in Bashu Province.

In their hearts, Li Changqing has completely become a heinous person who destroys their future.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Bai Tianci gave the final blow.

"Li Changqing is the worst bully in our Bashu Province. He knows that he can't become a leader, so he wants to pollute your consciousness with his distorted views and make you abandon the correct spiritual power and embrace the wrong one. Old art."

"Why did he do this? It's very simple!" Bai Baici asked himself and answered.

"As long as he prevents you all from being superior, wouldn't he be able to sit in the position of genius forever?"

"In this way, no one will be able to expose his ugly truth."

"But it's a pity that Li Changqing didn't expect that after all the tricks, our psionic faction is not dead, we have discovered the cancer of the old technique a long time ago."

"Just wait until today's game is over, Yang Zhiming will use the supernatural powers of psychic inheritance to completely send Li Changqing and the cancer of the old art into the trash can of history."

"His dream is shattered!"

Perfect speech.

Thoroughly, the warriors in Bashu Province were brainwashed by Tianci.

The old art has become the heinous one, the chief culprit in delaying their future.

And psionic energy has become the savior who saves everything, and embracing psionic energy is embracing the future.

But at this moment, Li Changqing was standing in the passageway of the preparation area, he did not spread his mental power, and he knew nothing about the outside world.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The second hand went to the correct position.

Bai Tianci pressed his headset, looked at the surging crowd in the auditorium, and took a deep breath.

"Everyone in the audience, the Bashu Province Martial Arts Competition, the quarterfinals."

"Rong City team, against Dukou team."

"About to start!"

"Everyone, please watch carefully, how our savior completely defeated the cancer of martial arts!"

Preparation seats.

As the announcement sounded, Li Changqing slowly got up and walked towards the ring.

Just stepped out of the preparation area.

"You bastard, go back to your kennel!"

"You are not welcome in Bashu Province!"

"Go back, you bloody cancer!"

boom!
A mineral water bottle fell at Li Changqing's feet.

It was as if the first shot had been fired.

next moment.

There is still half of the drink bottle, an apple bitten, and instant noodles.

It was like overwhelming the sky, smashing towards Li Changqing from the auditorium.

Bang bang bang!
The ground was dirty.

On the stage, Yang Zhiming, who came on stage from the other side, stared blankly at everything in front of him.

He had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"Brother Li, what's wrong?"

"This bully has ruined the future of countless people!"

At this time, even the referee on the side gritted his teeth.

He is also a martial artist who has been trapped in the middle nine-star realm for several years.

In the end, the edges and corners were smoothed by reality, and he chose to be the coach of the martial arts competition.

What Tianci said just now completely aroused the infinite melancholy in his heart.

The impotent rage that had nowhere to vent, faced Li Changqing, the erected target.

Unable to bear it any longer, let him blame all his failures on the old technique, on the man in front of him.

"Player Yang Zhiming, you must help us defeat this bully!"

Yang Zhiming couldn't understand what he heard, how did brother Li deceive the world and steal his name?
Li Changqing stood under the ring, his mood was like a lake without waves.

He walked forward slowly, the world seemed to be in two dimensions with him, and the fallen debris could not touch the corner of his clothes at all.

The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog. The sage is not benevolent, and treats the people as a straw dog.

The sun shines all over the world, no matter whether the creatures on the ground worship the sun or curse the sun.

The sun will not emit more light and heat, nor will it emit a little less light and heat.

Li Changqing's purpose is to spread the old techniques, reappear the past practice path in the world, and at the same time divert the attention of the Martial Arts Association to protect Kang Tianchen's safety.

In addition, what other people think of him will not make Li Changqing feel the slightest mood swing.

What he wants to spread is the old art, but he just puts the advantages of the old art in front of you.

Like the sun in the sky, it casts endless light and heat on the world.

As for human beings, they enjoy the sun and cultivate the earth under the moistening of light and heat.

Or burrowing into the ground and digging holes, burying yourself in the darkness, rejecting the sun, cursing the sun, none of this has anything to do with the sun.

The same is true for Li Changqing, he only cares about those few people.

Coach Kang, Uncle Chen, and maybe Sun Sheng and a few like-minded guys.

As for other people, follow their own footsteps, enjoy the sun's light and heat, or fear, curse...

What's with me?

Dressed in a spotless white robe, he stepped onto the ring slowly.

Raising his head slightly, Li Changqing's eyes pierced through time and space, colliding with Tianci.

From the eyes of the latter, he read everything.

Is that so?
it doesn't matter...

Li Changqing understood a truth from the beginning to the end, the way of martial arts, winning is the most essential correctness.

Winners represent strength.

In martial arts, strength is the most correct choice.

As for those people who cursed him and angrily reprimanded him, Li Changqing understood why.

Spectators, common people, ordinary warriors, they never stand in line ahead of time.

Whoever wins, who they go with.

"Brother Li, I..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Li Changqing smiled and nodded at Yang Zhiming.

"Let's play with peace of mind, I am very curious about your time stop."

The chief referee was full of anger, but his professionalism as a referee made him unable to target Li Changqing from the bottom of his heart.

In the ring, no matter what happens.

He is a referee, and Li Changqing is a player.

Between the two, there is no dislike and like.

He followed the procedure and finished all the tasks, then stood in front of the two, raised his right arm, and swung it down violently.

"Bashu Province Martial Arts Competition, quarter-finals."

"Rong City team, against Dukou team."

"Game start!"

After the words fell, all the referees stepped back to the four corners of the ring.

"Brother Li, be careful." Yang Zhiming nodded to Li Changqing.

Thinking of the latter's previous battle against Yue Tongfeng, it was almost like a magic method, and he dared not neglect it in the slightest.

"Time, stop now!"

Psychic energy, together with Qi, blood and spirit, directly consumed most of Yang Zhiming's physical strength.

Facing Li Changqing, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and he used all his strength when he made a move.

5 seconds!
This time is enough for him to kill Li Changqing dozens of times.

But Yang Zhiming didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, as the high-ranking martial artist who customized the supernatural powers for him once said.

Time stop is a kind of regular supernatural power with unknown principle.

related to the mysteries of how the universe works.

He uses it now, just holding a key to open the door.

But the stop time is related to the strength of the opponent, not 5 seconds or 5 seconds.

Time stop is by no means invincible.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhiming held on to the alchemy, and mentally visualized the artistic conception.

In the next moment, Li Changqing appeared directly in front of him.

boom! ! !
Time begins to flow.

A big hole was blasted out of the arena.

"Yang Zhiming, come on! Li Changqing, you must lose!"

The cheers of the audience are still echoing around.

Yang Zhiming's pupils constricted.

Li Changqing... disappeared.

And, just stop the absolute time.

Not five seconds at all!
In the arena, what happened was just a moment in the eyes of everyone.

The originally cheering auditorium seemed to be the mute button pressed by someone.

Commentary seat.

It was as if Tianci had been immobilized, he couldn't believe what he saw at all.

"Time stop? Not bad ability."

A flat voice came from behind him, and Yang Zhiming turned around abruptly, staring at Li Changqing.

At the sudden end of Shistop, Li Changqing who suddenly disappeared.

An unprecedented idea emerged in Yang Zhiming's mind, and he opened his mouth with difficulty.

"You too, time stop?"

His voice was quickly spread, and everyone looked at the ring in disbelief.

But Li Changqing shook his head.

"Time stop? I don't know that kind of supernatural power."

Just as Yang Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief, Li Changqing's mouth was outlined.

"I really don't know how to stop."

"But, I know other supernatural powers."

"For example, time deletion."

!!!

Just as the heart fell back into the stomach, it jumped into the throat in an instant.

Tianci stood up abruptly.

"impossible!"

"He is a psychic disqualified person, how can he have supernatural powers!"

"An illusion is an illusion!"

(End of this chapter)