After Huang Ming's soul left his body, it moved very quickly because it was no longer bound by the physical body.
This gave him a slight advantage for a while, but Xiao Xiao made a fake move, causing him to make a mistake in his positioning.
Then a breath specifically aimed at the soul was about to hit Huang Ming, who was in a pure soul state.
"Hey, this kid has no memory at all. Uncle-master has told him before that being in a trance is like hitting someone's knife with your body."
"If this hits him, his soul will probably be shattered and he won't be able to recover for at least seven days."
Liu Xingyang shook his head when he saw this scene, reached out to push his sunglasses, and then thought about leaving his body to help Huang Ming block this attack.
But just as he was about to let his soul leave his body, Qin Qi held down his shoulder, and his soul, which was about to leave his body, was pressed back.
"Well, what are you doing, uncle?"
Liu Xingyang turned around and found that Qin Qi had come to his side without him knowing when. He looked at Huang Ming in the field and tried to leave his body again.
But he was pushed back by Qin Qi again. In front of Qin Qi, his trance skills had no effect at all.
"Don't be impatient. I don't think this kid will learn his lesson unless he's severely beaten. I'll let him know how powerful I am now."
"Let's see if he dares to do it again next time."
Qin Qi just watched as Huang Ming's soul was shattered by Xiao Xiao's breath.
"Uncle Master, I know this kid's behavior is wrong, but you've gone too far this time. I don't think he'll be able to recover within seven days."
Liu Xingyang looked at Huang Ming, whose soul was scattered, and shook his head. He knew what Qin Qi meant, but still felt that it was a bit too much.
"It won't take seven days. I'll gather his soul back right now. I'll ask this kid if he's learned his lesson."
Qin Qi walked down from the viewing platform, stretched out his hand, and an invisible force instantly enveloped the entire arena, and he clenched his hand suddenly.
The next second, Huang Ming's souls from all directions instantly condensed together. Even after Huang Ming's soul condensed, he still had doubts.
"Eh? Uncle Master, why are you here?"
"Pah."
Qin Qi stepped forward and hit Huang Ming on the head: "Why am I here? If I weren't here, you would still be a ghost."
"How many times have I told you that it's okay for your fellow disciples to practice this skill of trance, but you actually used it against the enemy. Now look what happened, you got beaten to a pulp."
"Uncle Master, I remember your previous teachings, but this time I really have no other options. Without using my Yang Shen, I really have no other options to fight him."
Huang Ming touched his head and felt a little confused. He was in a soul state now, so why could his uncle hit him with his hand, and it hurt so much!
"You still dare to be stubborn, smack smack smack."
Qin Qi slapped Huang Ming several more times, and then said seriously, "Nephew, remember this lesson well."
"I would rather watch you get beaten and run away than hold the head of your killer at your grave to pay tribute to you."
"Yes, I, I know, uncle."
Huang Ming looked at Qin Qi's serious expression and instantly became nervous, and immediately answered loudly.
"Okay, that's it. Remember this lesson."
Qin Qi turned around and prepared to leave, but before leaving, he slapped Huang Ming again: "No, I still get irritated looking at you."
Qin Qi beat Huang Ming and then turned and left.
Only a group of shocked and speechless people were left on the ring.
"Uncle Master, what level of cultivation has he reached?"
"The shattered soul was gathered back together in just a handshake! And the same method used to push my soul back just now!"
Liu Xingyang felt a little sweaty. He reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead and muttered a few words, "Ancestor, please bless me."
Huang Ming's soul returned to his body.
"Master Huang Ming, I'm so sorry. Your life force is so strong that I really can't hold back."
Xiao Xiao said with an apologetic look on his face. Huang Ming's life cultivation is really too strong and too condensed.
If an ordinary person was hit by his blowing air, his soul would leave his body instantly, but Huang Ming's inner alchemy skills were really good, and he could withstand several blows without his soul leaving his body.
"It's okay, it's okay. I overestimated my own abilities. I knew Brother Xiao had methods specifically targeting souls, but I still used Yang Shen."
"I was too arrogant. My uncle is right. I must remember this lesson, otherwise I might die at the foot of the mountain one day."
This trip to Mount Longhu made Huang Ming understand one thing, that is, his uncle is number one inside the mountain and outside the mountain!
Secondly, it is hard to say whether Qin Qi can be humble and patient during this trip to Longhu Mountain, but Huang Ming has been humble and patient.
After being beaten up by Qin Qi and Xiao Xiao in succession, he really learned to be humble and cautious. He planned to cultivate his life well after returning.
Just practice your martial arts well, and you can just use the Yang Shen technique with your fellow disciples to practice on a daily basis. But when fighting against the enemy, you still have to rely on hard work!
"Well, Taoist Huang Ming, let me ask, what is your relationship with that Taoist priest just now? Why have I never heard of him in the circle?"
Xiao Xiao asked. Qin Qi's move just now was really powerful. The scattered souls were condensed in an instant.
"That's my uncle. He usually meditates in the mountains. It's normal that you haven't heard of him, Brother Xiao."
"Although my uncle is not very famous, he is very powerful. Brother Xiao, be careful if you meet him next time."
Huang Ming smiled, then politely bowed and turned to leave, waiting to meet up with Liu Xingyang.
"Senior Brother…"
"You still remember that I am your senior brother. If it weren't for your uncle, your soul would not be able to return within seven days."
"No, the more I look at you, the angrier I get. Come here and let me beat you up!"
"No, Brother! I know I was wrong. When I return to the mountain, I will work hard to cultivate my life and never play with Yang Shen again!"
Huang Ming was beaten again by Liu Xingyang, and it wasn't just a slap in the face, he was pinned down and beaten severely.
Even though Huang Ming tried hard to escape, Liu Xingyang chased him and beat him.
Just as Qin Qi said, they would rather watch their fellow disciples being beaten and running away than carry the heads of their enemies to the grave to pay tribute.
Once dead, they are dead. Revenge is just for the living to see. The dead are dead after all, and revenge or not will not change anything.
Time passed quickly and it was night. It was very noisy tonight, but it had nothing to do with Qin Qi. He lay on the bed and slept soundly.
The next morning, the round of 16 matches were about to begin.