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The challenge continues, and it is the turn of the disciples ranked between twenty and thirty. The presiding elder specifically asked Cheng Ling if he needed a rest, but Cheng Ling refused calmly.
The elder had no choice but to announce that we should continue.
Sun Yuanliang had a sullen face, and he was willing to risk it all. Cheng Ling can defeat a disciple ranked below thirty with one sword, but I don't believe that someone between twenty and thirty can still do it. Although there is not much difference in ranking between the two, there is a big difference in strength.
There are nine disciples of the Fa Dao Academy ranked between 20 and 30, which is the most disciples in the entire ten range. It is simply impossible to challenge nine disciples in a row and defeat them all with one sword.
But the audience didn't think so. Their passion had been ignited, and they all stared closely at Cheng Ling, wanting to see him create miracles. Not to mention the Kendo Academy, even some disciples of the Fa Dao Academy had the idea of watching him win consecutively.
Disciple No. 30 comes on stage and defeats him with one sword strike!
Disciple No. 29 comes on stage and defeats him with one sword!
Disciple No. 28...!
...
More and more disciples were defeated, and the sword on Cheng Ling became more and more powerful. The whole person looked like a sword soaring to the sky, and the sharp blade showed its majesty!
His mind has become clearer and clearer, the mystery of the Jing Hua Shui Yue sword move has gradually become clearer, and the 60% peak sword intention has also reached the critical point of breakthrough.
The sixth disciple, the seventh disciple, the eighth disciple, and the last disciple. Cheng Ling felt that he was just a hair away from breaking through the shackles. Without waiting for the presiding elder to ask, he shouted loudly towards the disciples of the Fa Dao Academy on the stone pillar: "Continue on with the rest!"
The face of the presiding elder changed, and he seemed to notice the change in Cheng Ling. He waved his hand and signaled the nineteenth-ranked disciple of the Fa Dao Academy to continue to challenge.
Sun Yuanliang had mixed feelings. Those who were defeated by Cheng Ling were all the elites of the Fa Daoyuan. They have basically lost most of their combat effectiveness, and will definitely fall down by dozens in the subsequent rankings. Perhaps the last forty or so in the entire competition will be taken over by the Fa Dao Yuan.
As a monk at the peak of spiritual transformation, he could see that something was wrong with Cheng Ling's state. There was no consumption of true energy and strength at all, but instead he was concentrating his own energy and spirit into shape.
If you observe carefully with your spiritual sense, you can find that Cheng Ling's whole body seems to be covered with a layer of sharpness! That is the edge of swordsmanship that belongs to a peerless swordsman. It is very precious. Such edge can only be possessed by swordsmen of the same generation who lead the trend of swordsmanship.
Considering that Cheng Ling is only less than twenty-two years old, he is younger than many of the top 100 disciples of the inner sect. It is really shocking to have reached such a state!
But he was unwilling to give in. The decades of accumulation of the Fa Dao Yuan were destroyed in his own hands. As long as the disciples ranked ten to twenty can persevere without defeating him or even suppressing him, as long as they can insist on being undefeated with one sword, then the swordsmanship that Cheng Ling has finally gathered will plummet and eventually return to origin.
As one of the three masters of the academy, he felt hesitant to kill such a talented disciple. Faced with a difficult choice between the interests of the Taoist Academy and the interests of the entire Famous Sword Academy, he took a deep look at Cheng Maofa, who was ranked first, and finally made up his mind!
Continuing to block Cheng Ling, he believed that Cheng Maofa's talent was by no means inferior to Cheng Ling's. As long as Cheng Maofa is here, while strengthening the Fa Dao Academy, he can also strengthen the entire Famous Sword Academy!
Sun Yuanliang's battle between heaven and man, the younger brother on the field
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I don't know at all. They just looked at the young man in the field in shock. He was so stunning and sharp, and they felt fear in their hearts. However, they had no choice but to be urged by the Taoist Elder. In the end, they could only bite the bullet and jump to the ring. !
Cheng Ling had reached the most critical moment at this time. His swordsmanship was rising steadily, but suddenly it stopped. The feeling was like getting into a beautiful woman's bed, taking off all his clothes, only to suddenly learn that the other party was inconvenient. It was so depressing. You have to want to vomit blood!
He glared hard at the nineteenth-ranked disciple on the stone pillar and shouted: "Get down quickly!"
The 19th-ranked disciple finally took a step, but was cut off by his shout and almost shrank back. Cheng Ling didn't care about anything else. He struck out with a wind and thunder move from a long distance away. Two rays of sword energy converged into a cross and hit the disciple heavily.
The disciple spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the stone pillar.
Another sword strike. Cheng Ling was so awesome this time. Even the disciples on the stone pillars were killed directly. Who else could stop his madness!
The audience was full of passion, and their cheers reached a higher level in the sky.
The sixteenth-ranked Fa Dao Academy disciple looked pale! Damn it, even standing on a stone pillar is not safe anymore. What kind of raw seafood is Cheng Ling? It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided, so fight!
He shouted loudly, boosting his momentum a little, and rushed down the stone pillar. His whole body was wrapped in flames, and he shot towards Cheng Ling!
"That's decent!"
Cheng Ling smiled slightly and dodged to avoid the opponent's forward momentum. His body swayed and several afterimages appeared. His eyes were bright, focusing on the opponent's flaws.
At this point, he could not easily defeat the enemy with one sword. I am not familiar with the opponent's fighting methods and habits, so I am not completely sure of taking the lead. Only by allowing the opponent to strike first and find out the flaws can a fatal blow be achieved!
The spells in the hands of the disciple of the Law Academy were flying everywhere, and he kept hitting the afterimage in front of him. He finally understood that the defensive light shield was useless against Cheng Ling. If he couldn't block the opponent's sword, he might as well attack desperately. If he could hold on for a few more swords, he could become famous in the academy.
It's just that Cheng Ling's clone shadow body technique is really mysterious. Continuous spell attacks cannot hit the real body, and each time they are illusory afterimages.
After attacking for less than half a cup of tea, Cheng Ling roughly figured out the opponent's path. With a swing of his sword, a sword light suddenly passed through behind him, and the disciple fell down.
Although he persisted for a little longer, except for a dozen moves, Cheng Ling still only used one sword.
On the stone pillar, Song Duan's lips twitched. Damn it, why don't you be so coquettish and only use one sword every time? This is not the previous disciple, but the sixteenth ranked disciple. What if a disciple who is higher up in the rankings is confused and comes to challenge me? If I can't defeat the enemy with one sword, where will I put my face?
The sixteenth-ranked disciple left the field sideways, and the fifteenth-ranked disciple continued the relay. Cheng Ling's sword power had reached its limit. He observed the opponent's spell attacks, spotted the flaws, and continued to defeat the enemy with one sword strike!
At this time, there seemed to be a storm of sword energy blowing across the arena! The sharp edges converged towards Cheng Ling like a tornado, and his body seemed to transform into a huge sword. From illusion, it gradually became solid and finally took shape!
boom!
There was a roar in Cheng Ling's mind! The mental liquid was penetrated by the sharp sword energy, and many tiny stars were destroyed instantly. The entire lake of mental power seemed to have dropped a little, and then slowly replenished.
His soul became more transparent and his understanding skyrocketed. In an instant, the ultimate killing move of Bibo Qianli Sword Technique, Kyoka Suigetsu Toru
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Deeply understand it and reach the state of perfection.
After the tiny stars in the spiritual power are eliminated, the spiritual lake appears clearer, as if it is transparent.
"It turns out that I also have so many magazines in my mental power!"
Cheng Ling closed his eyes, his soul felt like he was in a sauna, soft and soft, as if he was in a fairyland. Immediately afterwards, his sword power finally took shape, with 70% sword intent, breakthrough!
In the audience, all the disciples and elders felt a terrifying sword intent rising into the sky, filling all directions, and the air was vibrating vaguely. It seemed to have the slightest edge, and it seemed to be wailing!
The originally nihilistic sword intention was becoming concrete, from formless and insubstantial to tangible and insubstantial. With the intensity of Cheng Ling's soul power, he could only generate some sense and could not observe the sword intention in detail.
Qicheng Sword Intention has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage where he can comprehend the Sword Intent. The effect it brings is not only as simple as increasing the attack power of the sword technique, it also makes Cheng Ling's mind more transparent. Some obscure and blocked places before, At the moment when the sword intent reaches 70%, it suddenly becomes clear.
The Thunder Cloud Sword Technique has been fused to the thirty-fourth move. Only the last move, Divine Thunder Strike, has not been fused, and its power has been increased several times. Bibo Qianli Sword Technique has also reached a higher level based on its initial perfection. The application of the sword technique is more flexible and the connection is more perfect.
In general, 70% Sword Intent directly increases the attack power by 30%, and indirectly increases the attack power by 20%, which adds up to 50%. Coupled with his condensed swordsmanship, such an increase is really terrifying.
"cut"
A sharp sword energy struck the arena seal, and a crack was cut into the entire seal. The gap was straight and flat, displaying its sharp edge, and traces of sword energy spread out, rubbing against the seal, making a hissing sound.
"Seven...seventy percent sword intent!"
Jian Laodao opened his mouth wide with disbelief on his face. All the way Cheng Ling faced the enemy, he showed only 30% of his sword intent, although he knew that Cheng Ling's sword intent was determined to be more than 30%. Even Gu Youlan and Bai Yiyi have reached 50%. Cheng Ling, who controls the sword formation, must have a higher sword intention than them.
But he never thought that Cheng Ling could reach 70% of sword intent. Generally speaking, no matter how talented the monks in the Nascent Soul stage are in swordsmanship, they can only reach 60% of the peak swordsmanship. Only a very small number of swordsman darlings can break through the shackles of the rules of heaven and earth and reach 70%!
For hundreds of millions of years, based on the records in ancient books, we have only seen less than five people. I never expected that I would be able to witness it with my own eyes today. Thinking about myself, I have cultivated in the late stage of becoming a god. I have understood the sword intention for nearly a thousand years and only reached 60% of the sword intention. It is really irritating to compare people to others. I am as old as a dog.
Jian Wuya was pleasantly surprised. In his previous confrontation with Cheng Ling's sword power, he found that the opponent's sword power had reached the peak of 60%. Unexpectedly, in just ten days, he broke the record of Yuanying disciples and reached 70% of the sword power. It was really too great. Amazing.
Jian Yinghao's face turned bitter, and he muttered secretly: "It's terrible, with 70% sword power, Brother Cheng still leaves no way for people to survive? No, we can't be lazy any longer, we have to speed up our training starting tomorrow!"
Song Duan was dumbfounded. Originally, because he was ranked one spot higher than Cheng Ling, and the other party had never shown his true strength, he had some psychological advantages. Unexpectedly, this kid pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger, and defeated the enemy with a sword along the way.
He asked himself that he could barely do it, but he could only look up at the 70% sword intent that suddenly appeared. He only understood 40% of his sword intent, which was not as good as Bai Yiyi and Gu Youlan.
"Damn, this kid can really pretend!"
He spat, feeling helpless. It seems that Song Qi's revenge cannot be avenged. With 70% sword power, even if he uses his full strength, he will definitely not be Cheng Ling's opponent, so he can only give up!
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