The disciples paying attention to Arena No. 8 let out a burst of exclamations. This was too strong. He knocked his opponent off the ring with just one sword strike. Cheng Ling was really powerful. It seemed that his previous record of killing more than 20 senior members of the seven major forces was by no means groundless.
The court referee finally came to his senses and announced loudly: "No. 860 wins!"
The martial arts dean said to Jian Laodao: "Jian Lao, what kind of sword move was that just now? All the power was gathered at one point, and the five layers of defensive light shield were instantly broken. It seems that I have never seen the disciples of the kendo academy use it before!"
Jian Laodao explained: "I have never seen this sword move, but it can be speculated that this move is extremely powerful, and it should be more than that. Moreover, when the move is launched, there is a hidden flash of thunder and lightning, which should mean that the artistic conception of thunder has reached its peak. manifestation.”
The face of the dean of the Fa Tao became even more gloomy. Besides Bai Yiyi and Gu Youlan, another Cheng Ling appeared. Originally, most of the elders knew about Cheng Ling's achievements, but they didn't quite believe it. It was unimaginable that a disciple who appeared out of nowhere could kill more than twenty high-level officials.
Later, when I learned that he was with Jian Yinghao, I suddenly realized. They all thought it was Jian Yinghao and Bai Yiyi's fault, they just pressed on him. Now that I see it, I'm afraid it's some real stuff, not some fake stuff.
Cheng Ling walked down the ring calmly, and Wu Chenlong stepped forward and asked: "The boss is the boss. He defeated his opponent with just one sword. He is so powerful! Hahaha!"
Bai Yiyi stepped forward and asked, "Brother Ling, how much force did you use just now?"
Cheng Ling smiled and said, "Thirty percent!"
Bai Yiyi was shocked. With only 30% of her strength, she could attack so powerfully. Although the disciples of the Law School are not very strong, they were only ranked at the bottom of the hundred last term. But if you want to break through the five-layer mask, you won't be able to do it without 70% strength, let alone do it at will.
What level has his strength reached? Bai Yiyi glanced at Gu Youlan, and saw that the latter also had a solemn look on her face, and she was immediately speechless.
"Boss, what was that move called just now?" Wu Chenlong didn't have that many ideas. For him, the stronger Cheng Ling is, the better. As a younger brother, he also has a bright face.
Cheng Ling explained: "This is a fusion sword move that I have learned over the past year, and it's called Shen Lei Shu!"
"God Lei Shu, his name is indeed domineering!"
Cheng Ling smiled, stopped talking, and focused on the battle on the field. Divine Thunder Killing is the ultimate killing move of Leiyun Swordsmanship. The two swordsmanships taught by Jinye are the Qingfeng swordsmanship and the Thundercloud swordsmanship.
The Qingfeng swordsmanship has been fused by him into one move, with the artistic conception of mountains and rivers, which is the ultimate killing move of mountains and rivers. This move has a strong actual combat ability against the enemy and often has unexpected effects. He just thought that since the Qingfeng swordsmanship could be fused, the Thundercloud swordsmanship must also be able to be fused.
However, Leiyun Swordsmanship is one level higher than Qingfeng Swordsmanship. It has been integrated for more than a year. Thirty basic swordsmanship moves have been integrated. The first killing move has been integrated into it. There are still four killing moves that cannot be integrated. However, the divine thunder and lightning produced by fusing these moves is not comparable to the ultimate killing move in the past.
This move represents the ultimate lethality of his current lightning system, gathered into a line. Cheng Ling once tried it. At that time, the entire mountain range was dug into a cave as high as one person, not to mention the defensive light shield deployed by the opponent.
The shock brought by Cheng Ling could not subside for a long time, and the subsequent battles were lackluster, attracting the attention of the audience and elders to the No. 8 ring, hoping to see him fight again.
The games continued one by one, and soon, Bai Yiyi and Gu Youlan both faced their second opponent. If Cheng Ling's attack shocked the audience, then the battle between the two women was a feast for the eyes. On the ring, the clothes were fluttering. In the past, they only dared to take a look at it from a distance, but now
It’s an honest look.
Not only that, the strength of the two women did not disappoint everyone. They made great progress and won consecutively.
Wu Chenlong did not fare so well. His second opponent was a disciple of the Martial Arts Academy who ranked 42nd last time. He persisted for a stick of incense and was ultimately defeated.
Cheng Ling finally faced his second opponent. The opponent's strength was comparable to that of his previous disciple. He was ranked 87th in the last competition. Cheng Ling only used three swords and easily won.
The audience even exclaimed and praised him one after another. However, many people think that he is too arrogant. Why should he be so arrogant in the inner sect competition? He defeated his opponent with only a few swords. Why can't he save some face for others and fight with a few moves?
Cheng Ling smiled bitterly in his heart. It wasn't that he was arrogant, but that the difference in strength was too big. He had tried his best to suppress his own strength, not even to 30%. It's just that the moves of his opponents are all flaws in his eyes. Is it possible that he doesn't take advantage of the flaws and deliberately lets them go?
As a result, Cheng Ling's strength level in the hearts of the audience and elders skyrocketed. Some disciples believe that he has the ability to hit the top twenty, and is listed as a dark horse in this competition.
Of course, he was by no means the only one who was dubbed a dark horse. Each Taoist temple had two dark horses. Here at the Kendo Academy are Cheng Ling and another disciple named Gao Feng.
He is also a Nascent Soul who has perfected his cultivation, and his swordsmanship is very superb. He is currently fighting three people in a row, and they all defeated their opponents within a cup of tea. Although not as stunning as Cheng Ling, the battle process was still remarkable.
There are two disciples from the Fa Dao Academy. One is Chen Miaofa, who had a conflict with Cheng Ling in the first round of the competition, and the other is named Xiang Bing. Both of them have perfect cultivation of Nascent Soul.
The two warriors from the Martial Arts Academy are Gong Chao and Wang Kun. They are also very strong and have never been defeated.
The three Taoist academies compete with each other, and even the number of new star disciples they launch is the same. When Cheng Ling heard the news, he smiled bitterly to himself. Mingjian Academy may appear to be prosperous on the surface, but in fact there is a turbulent undercurrent inside. The slightest spark will cause violent fluctuations.
At this moment, Cheng Ling faced his third matchup, Li Yuanlang, who was ranked 18th in the last session of the Martial Arts Academy.
The audience heard the announcement from the court attendant and let out a roar. If the first two opponents are not strong and Cheng Ling can easily win, then Li Yuanlang is not a simple character. Ranked eighteenth in the last competition, he is considered to be the top combat power among the core disciples.
In an instant, the audience and elders all focused their attention on Arena No. 8!
Li Yuanlang jumped onto the ring with a slight leap, which immediately caused a burst of cheers. Cheng Ling took his time and walked onto the ring slowly, losing a lot just by looking at his momentum.
"It's finally Senior Brother Li's turn to take action. Cheng Ling's victory ends here!"
"How do you know Cheng Ling is not good? Didn't you see that he defeated his opponent within a few moves in the first two games?"
"Please, the difference in strength is too big, do you understand? One of the two rising stars of the Kendo Academy is about to fall into the dust. I bet that Senior Brother Li can defeat Cheng Ling in just ten moves!"
"Tch, I haven't fought yet. How do you know? I don't believe it. No matter how strong Li Yuanlang is, can he be stronger than the Heavenly Wolf Protector?"
At the elders' table, the martial arts dean smiled and said to Jian Lao Dao: "Jian Lao, it seems that this time, the disciple you value is going to lose."
Jian Laodao was unsure in his heart, but he was dissatisfied and said, "You will know who wins and who loses after watching this."
On the No. 8 ring, Li Yuanlang looked at Cheng Ling and said with a smile: "Your swordsmanship is very strong, but if you only have that little strength, you are not my opponent at all. Considering the good relationship between the two houses, I will not let you It failed miserably.”
Cheng Ling said calmly: "I advise you, you'd better use all your strength, otherwise it will end soon."
! "
"What!" Li Yuanlang was furious and said: "Don't think that you can win consecutively if you defeat the top 100 disciples. Let me tell you, the strength of the top 20 and those after 80 are not at the same level!"
"I know, then let me see the strength of the 18th in the Top 100!"
Li Yuanlang's face was gloomy and he said in a cold voice: "If you don't know what is good or bad, then prepare to take the attack!"
"Heavenly Palm"
He moved his right hand and struck Cheng Ling with a palm strike through the air.
Cheng Ling swung his sword twice to offset the power of his palms. He took two steps forward and pressed towards Li Yuanlang with fine sword nets.
Earth-level high-level swordsmanship, Senluo Sword Technique!
Within a year, he had already perfected the Senluo Sword Technique. Now that I meet Li Yuanlang, I can try his moves on him.
"What a dense sword net."
Li Yuanlang was startled. The sword net pressed by the opponent was so dense that there was no gap. He clapped his hands continuously, and the wind from his palms hit the sword net. It's a pity that these sword nets are different from ordinary sword energy. They are integrated with Cheng Ling's sword energy.
Although Cheng Ling only released 30% of his sword intention with this sword, with the blessing of the sword intention, the sword network was even stronger. Li Yuanlang's palm wind could not destroy all of them, but there were still many lines pressing against him!
laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!
The sound of sword light grazing the air was heard, and most of Li Yuanlang's clothes were torn to pieces, revealing a strong, muscular body with streaks of blood on his body.
But Li Yuanlang didn't care. He used his body to withstand the sword light, took a step forward, and slapped a dozen palms in a row, shrouding Cheng Ling in the palm wind.
"What a powerful physical defense!"
Cheng Ling was secretly shocked. Most of the disciples of the martial arts academy cultivated physical strength and had amazing strength in their arms. Correspondingly, the physical defense is also very strong. For them, ordinary sword energy attacks can only cause some skin injuries and cannot damage the muscles, veins and bones.
Li Yuanlang was of medium height, with his upper body muscles stretched out, and he rushed towards Cheng Ling like a human tank.
"Since scattered attacks can't break through your defense, I'll concentrate more!"
Cheng Ling did not dodge or dodge, facing Li Yuanlang's fleshy palm, he stabbed dozens of swords in an instant, all concentrated in the palm of his hand.
"ah!"
After a few high-frequency attacks, Li Yuanlang let out a miserable groan, his right arm drooped, and he was shocked to find that he couldn't lift his entire arm. Secretly regretting in his heart, if he had known that the opponent's sword speed was so fast, he would not have sent his flesh palm to his door.
With a flick of his feet, he took two sharp steps back. He flew into the air and kicked Cheng Ling heavily with his legs.
"The Fengshen Kick! Here it comes, this is Senior Brother Li's famous stunt, the top-level kick technique at the earth level! Let's see how Cheng Ling resists!"
Cheng Ling smiled slightly, raised his red flame sword, and the temperature in the arena suddenly increased.
"The sky is set ablaze!"
The scorching fire, accompanied by the sharp sword energy, hit Li Yuanlang's legs heavily. Li Yuanlang couldn't control his momentum and could only manage to move half of his body laterally, barely avoiding the joint position of his knees.
"Crack!"
"Ah~!"
There was a soft sound of bones breaking, coupled with a scream, Li Yuanlang's trousers on both legs were burned to tatters by the scorching fire. When he landed, as soon as his right leg stood firm, he felt a sharp pain. It was obvious that the bone was seriously injured, and it was not known whether he could recover in a short time.
Cheng Ling looked at him and said calmly: "Continue? Or admit defeat?"
Li Yuanlang almost spurted out blood, but when he thought about the many games ahead, he could only grit his teeth and hold back, and said dejectedly: "I give up!"
