Cheng Ling slowly walked onto the ring, sighing secretly in his heart. He originally planned to just support for a few rounds and then surrender directly, so as to hide himself.
But I didn't expect that I was so lucky. I got two byes. The only remaining battle was against my enemy Liu Feng, and now my opponent was my enemy Chen Lei. It seemed that God had to let me enter the top five.
He is not very sure about facing Chen Mo or Cheng Zhenghong. But Chen Lei had seen him take action many times, especially the battle with Cheng Zhong, and he had a thorough understanding of his strength. It was easy to defeat him. But if we want to win again, we will definitely be in the top three.
He hesitated and walked very slowly. Chen Lei was arrogant and cruel on the stage, saying: "You are a loser, no matter how slow you walk, you will still be tortured by me, you might as well hurry up!"
Cheng Ling frowned. This guy's mouth was too bad.
At this moment, Xuan Lingzi's voice came to his ears: "Ling'er, it's not good for a tree to show off in the forest, but if you just want to be a grass without roots, you won't be able to last long. Could it be that If you give in, will they let you go?"
It was Xuan Lingzi who saw through his thoughts and sent a message to remind him.
Cheng Ling's heart moved. What he said made sense. Even if he pretends to be an ostrich again, the Chen Cheng family's covetousness for the treasure will not diminish, and they will definitely take action again. In this case, let's deal with the guy in front of us who is spouting shit!
After making up his mind, he no longer hesitated and took two hurried steps to the ring. He still made a sword salute to the other party, then put up his posture and said calmly: "Come on!"
Chen Lei sneered, took a step forward, and killed him with one sword. Cheng Ling dodged sideways, and Baiyun Swordsman shot towards Chen Lei. Chen Lei blocked several blows and said in surprise: "Baiyun swordsmanship, I didn't expect that you actually mastered it!"
Cheng Ling didn't speak, just focused on facing the enemy. There are nine moves in Baiyun Swordsmanship. The first seven moves are all basic sword moves, and only the last two moves are the killing moves. Cheng Ling used the first seven moves one by one, but couldn't do anything to Chen Lei, so he shouted: "The sea of clouds is vast!"
The sword in his hand was like a dream, like white clouds pressing towards Chen Lei. Chen Lei's sword moves were suppressed, and his vision suddenly became blurry. He could only feel that there was a vast expanse of white everywhere, and occasionally there was sword light coming from him.
He quickly put away his contempt and shouted: "Flowing Fire Swordsmanship!"
Suddenly, Cheng Ling felt that the surrounding air began to heat up, and the clouds and mist gradually began to evaporate. "Clouds and rain!" He quickly changed his tactics. In an instant, the clouds began to increase again, and there was still a little moisture in the air, which instantly covered up the scorching heat.
Chen Lei gritted his teeth and used three moves in a row, "Fire Raising the Sky", "Scorching Sun Like Fire", and "Inherited Fire", and finally dispersed the clouds.
Cheng Ling secretly thought that this kid really had two brushes, and his eyes narrowed, "As fast as thunder and lightning!" The sword in his hand accelerated instantly, killing like thunder.
Cheng Ling has mastered the Thunderbolt Swordsmanship to great perfection, and is even closer to perfection than the Baiyun Swordsmanship. I don't know why, but when Cheng Ling practices this swordsmanship, he always feels that it is smoother and more powerful than Baiyun swordsmanship. Is it because he has been struck by lightning?
Now, Baiyun Swordsmanship can't help Chen Lei, so he has no choice but to use Lightning Swordsmanship. The characteristics of this swordsmanship are speed and thunder, which is the fastest among the attributes of heaven and earth. In an instant, he stabbed out more than a dozen swords in succession.
Chen Lei quickly retreated to avoid his sharp sword. But Cheng Ling's attack speed did not slow down at all, each sword was faster than the last. At this time, the effect of his basic swordsmanship training was also reflected. For more than a year, I have been practicing the speed and precision of my sword every day.
When a leaf falls, dozens of swords can be stabbed into it, or it can be cut into dozens of pieces of exactly the same size. This year's hard work has made his hands steadier and faster.
This time, Chen Lei couldn't resist anymore. He kept retreating, resisting Cheng Ling's sword moves continuously, and his arms were numb from the shock.
But Cheng Ling's sword moves were endless. When he ran out of the killer moves of Baiyun Swordsmanship and Lightning Swordsmanship, he mixed in a few basic swordsmanship moves. The two swordsmanships seemed to come alive in his hands. Xuan Wuxiang nodded repeatedly, and even Chen Hai screamed in surprise.
Not long after, Chen Lei's rhythm was completely disrupted, and he just blindly resisted Cheng Ling's sword moves. A cold light flashed in Cheng Ling's eyes, and he used two consecutive killing moves of "Wind and Thunder Transformation" and "Flash of Thunder and Fury", and four "chichichichichi" sounds, severing the tendons of Chen Lei's hands and feet.
Chen Lei shouted "Ah!" and couldn't stand any longer, so he fell on the ring. He looked at Cheng Ling hatefully and said angrily: "Cheng Ling, you are so cruel, you actually cut off the tendons of my hands and feet. Master, hall master, you must make the decision for me!"
Cheng Ling flicked his hand and returned the sword to its sheath, and said calmly: "Before I came to the stage, you said you wanted to kill me. Now that your skills are inferior to others, you are thinking of looking for an elder?"
Chen Lei yelled: "You bastard, you made me become a useless person, I will never let you go even if I am a ghost!"
Cheng Ling smiled lightly and ignored it.
Chen Hai said to Xuan Wuxiang: "Sect Master, the disciples of the sect were competing in martial arts, and he actually dealt such a heavy blow. This person is really cruel and ruthless. Please deal with him according to the sect rules!"
"Bullshit, then Chen Lei also said that he wants to kill Cheng Ling. Can it be that only the people in your sword hall can kill him, and others can't resist?" Song Hanyu immediately retorted.
"Even so, cutting off the tendons and becoming a cripple is too much!" Cheng Yuan couldn't resist Chen Hai's eyes, so he could only say something salty.
"They are from the same clan, but Chen Lei bullied Cheng Ling many times, and later even forced him to change his name. Such oppression, if it was me, killing him would not be an exaggeration!" Xuan Lingzi's eyes flashed coldly. He flashed and stared at Chen Hai closely.
Chen Hai suddenly stopped talking. This damn old man only had a few more years to live, and it was really not worthwhile to fight now.
Xuan Wuxiang finally spoke and said: "Okay, there will always be casualties in the martial arts competition. The sect will provide some precious herbs, just treat him!"
When everyone saw him opening his mouth, they stopped talking. The presiding elder waved his hand, and several disciples came up to the stage and lifted Chen Lei off. Cheng Ling also slowly walked off the ring.
The presiding elder said: "The second game, Cheng Batong vs. Song Yingjie"
Song Yingjie breathed a sigh of relief. What he feared most was facing Cheng Zhenghong. As for Cheng Batong, he was a little worse.
The two stood on the ring and began to fight. Song Yingjie repeated his old tricks, gradually exhausting Cheng Batong's spiritual power, and finally had no choice but to admit defeat.
The last scene was next, and Chen Hai and Cheng Yuan were even more depressed because they were facing each other again.
Yes, the last match was between Chen Mo and Cheng Zhenghong. In fact, both of them have the ability to win the championship, and it is indeed too early to face each other now.
But today's luck seems not to be on the side of Jian Tang and Shu Tang, but on Cheng Ling's side.
Chen Mo and Cheng Zhenghong were matched in chess, and they showed their full strength. They kept attacking each other with spells and sword moves. For a moment, the arena was extremely bright.
After half an hour, the spiritual power in the two people's bodies gradually ran out. In the end, Cheng Zhenghong was slightly better and won.
Because Chen Lei was seriously injured by Cheng Ling and basically lost his fighting ability, the top five newcomers were also revealed, namely Cheng Zhenghong, Chen Mo, Song Yingjie, Cheng Ling, and Cheng Batong.
What remains is the final newcomer, the King of Kings, but among these five, Chen Mo and Cheng Butong have both failed and lost the qualification to compete. The rules of the game are not round-robin. If you fail a game, you lose. If you encounter a tough opponent, you can only admit that you are unlucky.
The only three people left were Cheng Zhenghong, Song Yingjie, and Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling was about to announce his abstention. For him, getting into the top five was enough. There was no need to fight for the title of ham sausage...!
But things always go wrong. The presiding elder didn't know why he went crazy, and said directly: "Now I announce the rewards for the new kings. Each new king can get a bottle of Qi-increasing pills, the number is ten, and they can also choose one of them. Taste martial arts!"
Everyone was in an uproar. The Qi-increasing pill is an excellent pill for improving cultivation in the later stages of Qi refining, not to mention a middle-grade martial skill.
Although there is only one word difference between low-grade and mid-grade martial arts, the power is much different. For example, the ordinary moves in middle-grade martial arts are comparable to the killing moves of low-grade martial arts.
Cheng Ling was also stunned. He didn't care about middle-grade martial arts, but he was a little excited about the Qi-increasing pill. Over the past year, the pills Xuan Lingzi gave him every time were only Qi-nourishing pills, which were only suitable for the early and middle stages of practice, and the effects were very weak in the later stages.
Qi-increasing pills are specially designed to reach perfection in the later stages of qi-refining. With these ten qi-increasing pills, Cheng Ling believed that he could reach the perfection of qi-refining within a few days.
Just when Cheng Ling hesitated, the presiding elder spoke again: "Now I will announce the reward for the new king of kings!"
He paused for a moment, attracted everyone's attention to himself, and then said loudly: "The new king of kings, not only can you get all the rewards of the new king, but you can also add an additional middle-grade body skill, and a foundation-building pill. !”
Everyone was even more shocked. The Foundation Establishment Pill was a strategic resource! To become a foundation-building monk, your identity and status within the sect will undergo earth-shaking changes!
Cheng Zhenghong and Song Yingjie both looked at the presiding elder with blood-red eyes, as if he was a foundation-building pill.
Cheng Ling was no longer calm. Shenfa and Foundation Building Pills were both what he needed! This year, although he has read everything in the sect, it is basically just some knowledge about knowledge and materials. He has two swordsmanships and has not practiced any more, but his body skills are what he has always wanted.
With good body skills, not only can you gain the upper hand in battle, but you can also escape quickly even if you are defeated. I didn’t see that Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao. He ran away when he couldn’t beat him. How cool and unrestrained. At least his ability to save his life was definitely the best in the martial arts.
There are also Foundation Establishment Pills. Now that I have obtained ten Qi-Increasing Pills, if I get another Foundation Establishment Pill, wouldn’t it be perfect? The Qi-increasing pill reaches Qi Refining Perfection, and the foundation-building pill breaks through the foundation. In this way, you are several years faster than others.
Cultivating Taoism is inherently a competition for resources. As the saying goes, one step is faster and the other is faster. As long as you are one step ahead of others, it will be very difficult for those behind you to catch up.
Cheng Ling took a long breath and shouted in his heart: "The King of Kings, here I come!"
