After convincing Song Duan, Cheng Ling sent a message to Bai Yiyi and Gu Youlan, explained the situation, and finally said: "Don't worry about anything else. As long as it's your turn to choose your opponent, challenge Cheng Maofa directly. They will do the first grade, and we will do the fifteenth grade." !”
The two women nodded obediently and looked at Cheng Ling with unbearable eyes. This is actually a wheel battle in disguise, but there is no way, the rules are the rules, even if they change, it will have to wait until after this competition.
The ranking match has officially begun. Ranked 100th was the disciple of the Kendo Academy, and he chose the disciple of the Faculty of Law who was ranked 91st. The two disciples jumped onto the ring at the same time, crackling and burning incense. In the end, the disciples of the Fa Daoyuan defended their ranking and won with difficulty.
Cheng Ling observed the disciple of the Fa Dao Academy. He was not very strong. He could defeat him with just one sword attack. He could still bear the expense of such an opponent. He was afraid that higher-ranked disciples would continue to play and consume his true energy.
Ranked ninety-nine was the disciple of the Buddhist Academy. He looked around and finally chose the disciple of the Buddhist Academy who was ranked eighty-ninth.
Sun Yuanliang's face darkened, and he glanced at Wu Qiankun and Jian Wuya from the corner of his eye. He was thinking of ways to stop the top ten of the Sword Academy. Could it be that these two people had already planned something and planned to work together to stop the disciples of their own academy? This must be guarded against!
The challenges were going on one after another. Five or six of the disciples ranked in the nineties were from the Fa Dao Academy. Unexpectedly, they did not challenge Cheng Ling or Song Duan, but only chose disciples who were ranked close to their own in terms of strength.
Cheng Ling was dumbfounded. Could it be that he had made a mistake in his guess and was judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart?
Song Duan glanced at him and said coldly: "Don't believe it. Those disciples are too weak. Even if they challenge us, they won't consume much real energy and will increase our momentum. The most important thing is the disciples who are ranked above fifty. , there are nearly thirty of them."
Cheng Ling was startled. He was not familiar with the situation of the disciples, so he asked: "Senior Brother Song, can you explain in detail who are the disciples of each avenue?"
Song Duan rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You can't see it yourself!"
"Uh... I'm not familiar with this. Forget it, I'll just ask Yiyi!"
After saying that, he turned to send messages to Bai Yiyi.
When Bai Yiyi heard what he said, she explained: "There are many disciples in the Fa Dao Academy, but most of them are ranked in the top fifty or above. There are seven from forty to fifty, six from thirty to forty, and twenty to forty." Thirty is the most, which is nine people, and ten to twenty is six people.”
Cheng Ling silently calculated that among the top fifty disciples, there were twenty-eight in the Fa Dao Academy. This number was really astonishing. No wonder the disciples behind him did not choose to challenge. First, they were not strong enough, so they stepped forward to challenge them just to give them food.
Secondly, the more disciples who can win among the bottom fifty, the better it will be for the Taoist Academy. After all, as long as the disciples enter the top hundred, there will be certain rewards. The higher the ranking, the more rewards. There is no need to waste it in vain.
The previous competitions basically chose disciples ranked in the bottom 50. Their strength was not much different, but the fight took a lot of time. The top ten disciples were bored and drowsy. For them, this kind of duel was not enjoyable to watch.
Cheng Ling watched every match very carefully. While absorbing the opponent's strengths, he kept deducing in his mind that he was trying to integrate Thunder Cloud Swordsmanship.
After fighting in the arena, his knowledge of swordsmanship gradually deepened. Various swordsmanship was replayed in his mind, eliminating the bad and retaining the good, and constantly deepening the progress of fusion. The second killing move of Leiyun Swordsmanship, Furious Lei Zhen, has been found by him for fusion. opportunity.
When they reach the limit of Nascent Soul perfection, their own cultivation levels are almost the same. If you want to widen the gap in combat power, you must start from aspects such as artistic conception, martial arts, and soul.
Cheng Ling's artistic conception is very strong. The artistic conception of water is 70%, the artistic conception of fire is 50%, and the artistic conception of thunder has reached 70%. Even the sword intention has reached the peak of 60%, which is only a thin line away from 70%. In the Nascent Soul stage, one can reach 70% of the peak of artistic conception. After that, one needs to break through to the Divine Transformation stage and then improve.
In terms of swordsmanship, the Senluo swordsmanship has reached perfection, and the Bibo Qianli swordsmanship has reached perfection. As long as the last move of Mirror Flowers and Water Moon reaches perfection, the whole set of swordsmanship will be complete. Blue Waves Thousands of Miles, that is a heaven-level swordsmanship, and there are almost no opponents in the same realm.
In addition, he also understood three sword skills such as Shanshui Ultimate Kill, Wind and Thunder Transformation, and Divine Thunder Killing. In terms of martial arts, he is also at the forefront of Yuanying monks.
As for the soul, not to mention, his soul is comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of becoming a god.
The sum of all advantages is Cheng Ling's ultimate combat power. In the previous games, the strength displayed was not even 30%. However, he is not satisfied. As long as there is room for improvement, he must improve to the limit.
On the field, the battle continued, and the day passed quickly. In ranking matches, there is no such thing as a break. When one game ends, another one will follow. Fortunately, everyone's cultivation has been perfected in Nascent Soul, so a few days without sleep is nothing.
At night, the forbidden light shield glowed, illuminating the entire square as if it were daytime, without affecting the fighting and viewing of the dueling disciples at all.
The participating disciples finally reached the top fifty.
The fiftieth place is Wu Bo, a disciple of the Fa Dao Academy. His challenger is obviously Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling let out a long sigh of relief and fell down from the stone pillar. What should come will eventually come. Since you are playing dirty tricks, you must be aware of being abused!
In the audience, all the disciples were in an uproar. Although the previous fifty or so competitions were exciting, what they wanted more was to watch the battles between the top ten disciples. I didn't expect Wu Bo to be so brave and directly challenge Cheng Ling, who was ranked fifth. I really don't know where he got the confidence.
Wu Bo was helpless. He had seen Cheng Ling's battle, and even Sun Gang couldn't hold on for long. If he went up, he would definitely be delivering food. But there was no way. The elders repeatedly told him that they must consume Cheng Ling's true energy as much as possible. His own disciples were equivalent to cannon fodder.
But even as cannon fodder, I still have to shine my light. He clenched his fists, and after the elder made the announcement, he raised his hands and threw a large amount of spells at Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling smiled lightly, swayed, and came behind Wu Bo. A sharp sword energy passed by. Before those spells could land, Wu Bo fell softly.
One sword, just one sword, made Wu Bo lose his fighting ability. Cheng Ling was really terrible!
With this sword, Cheng Ling used four points of force. In a short period of time, Wu Bo's combat power was reduced by more than half. It is estimated that any disciple with perfect Nascent Soul could defeat him. Since you want to be cannon fodder, you must have the consciousness of cannon fodder!
Originally, after Cheng Ling won, he needed to return to his stone pillar and wait for the next disciple to challenge him. But he stood on the ring and didn't make any moves. He just looked at the 49th-ranked Fa Dao Academy disciple and said, "If you also want to challenge me, then come!"
The forty-ninth ranked disciple of the Fa Dao Academy had a bitter look on his face. His strength was about the same as that of Wu Bo. Cheng Ling defeated Wu Bo with one sword. He was probably an instant kill when he went up, but he really couldn't stand up to the Fa Dao Academy. Due to the elder's urging, he could only leave the stone pillar and jump onto the ring.
He glanced at Cheng Ling fearfully and said, "Yes, I am
Want to challenge you! "
There was a loud uproar in the audience. Jian Wuya glanced sideways at Sun Yuanliang and said coldly: "The disciples of the Fa Dao Academy are really bloody. They know that they are like moths chasing the flames, but they still go forward."
Sun Yuanliang turned his head and did not answer. He had no intention of hiding it. If he used this kind of blocking method a few times, everyone would be able to tell the difference.
Cheng Ling looked at the approaching disciples calmly and shouted: "Then prepare to accept failure!"
As soon as the referee announced the start, a sharp sword energy blasted towards the disciple of the Fa Daoyuan. The sword was so fast and fierce that there was no time to dodge.
The disciple of the Law School was instantly beaten and floated in mid-air. He spurted out a shower of blood and fell directly onto the large ring. He couldn't even get back to the stone pillar!
The eyes of the dean of the Dao were shrunk, and with another strike of the sword, the two disciples had lost their ability to fight. Do they really want to continue the challenge? He couldn't bear it and turned to look at Sun Yuanliang, who was at the top.
Sun Yuanliang's face remained calm and expressionless. These disciples are just cannon fodder. It's not surprising that they can't stop Cheng Ling's sword. The most important thing is that his true strength and fighting style can be seen from them.
When he reached the dozen or so, he believed that Cheng Ling's real energy consumption would increase and increase, and it would not be impossible to squeeze him out of the top ten.
The elder had no choice but to insist on the master's insistence and could only tell the forty-eighth ranked disciple to continue.
With the third sword, the forty-eighth ranked disciple lost his ability to fight. This time, Cheng Ling returned to the stone pillar, because the forty-seventh ranked disciple was a disciple of the Sword Academy, and he believed that he would not challenge him again.
Song Duan glanced at him sideways and said, "You might as well just use one sword each. I think those three disciples will all be useless!"
Cheng Ling said coldly: "Since you have come to provoke me, there is no reason not to fight back. Don't gloat about others' misfortune. It will be your turn soon."
Cheng Ling was right. After interrupting three games of illegal Taoist disciples, it was Song Duan who was challenged by the forty-fifth ranked disciple.
Song Duan's face sank, and he cursed in his heart that he really didn't care about life and death. Even Cheng Ling was no match for him, and he still wanted to challenge me. It seems that I have to deal with some heavy blows to make you remember a little longer.
He jumped off the stone pillar. As soon as the referee announced, a sword energy turned into a huge long sword and slashed hard at the opponent. That disciple was exactly the same as the previous disciples, except that he basically lost his ability to fight with just one sword blow.
Song Duan was about to continue, but the forty-fourth ranked disciple felt chilled in his heart when he saw his power, but chose to challenge Cheng Ling.
Song Duan felt happy, jumped back to the stone pillar, and glanced at Cheng Ling, meaning: Did you see, people think you are weak and don't dare to challenge me, but they chose you!
Cheng Ling rolled his eyes and didn't care at all. He jumped off the stone pillar and knocked the opponent down with another sword.
Ranked forty-three, continue to finish with one sword. At this time, all the forty to fifty disciples of the Fa Dao Academy were finished, and Cheng Ling also returned to the stone pillar.
At this point, the audience also understood. The Fa Daoyuan is obviously targeting Cheng Ling and planning to use a wheel battle. After excluding these six disciples, there are still 22 more than 40 disciples. Judging from this, Cheng Ling can still be seen at least nearly 20 times.
This is new. Cheng Ling only uses one sword to defeat his opponent every time, and each sword is different. I really don’t know what level his strength has reached, and whether the twenty-two in the future can also use different swords. way to win.
For a moment, not only the audience disciples, but also the participating disciples and elders looked at Cheng Ling curiously. What kind of surprises will the next challenge bring them?
