Cheng Ling looked at Wu Changyuan opposite him. In his eyes, the flaws all over his body were revealed like a red line.
However, he did not attack easily, but was silently calculating Wu Changyuan's dodge direction. It's like looking at a chess game, where the opponent's dodge, counterattack, and defense are all deduced one by one.
After all, Wu Changyuan is not an ordinary disciple, but the tenth ranked disciple.
The two sides were in a stalemate for tea time, and both the audience and the referee were puzzled. Is it interesting that you two stand facing each other like this, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes? Can you defeat each other just by looking at each other?
The dean of the Dharma Dao couldn't bear his temper. He sent a message and urged: "Why are you standing there so stupidly? Give me the seed and attack!"
Wu Changyuan was helpless and was about to take action. Unexpectedly, Cheng Ling took the lead and raised his long sword, turning it into a shining light, which seemed far and near, making it unpredictable.
The stunning scenery is on display again.
Today's landscape killing is driven by 70% of the sword's power. The artistic conception of the landscape is more mysterious, and the hallucinogenic effect has also been improved to a higher level. Wu Changyuan felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood. He could not grasp the direction of Cheng Ling's attack and could only place a few defensive shields in front of him.
However, he did not expect that the sword light did not strike from in front of him, but instead drew an arc and hit his ribs heavily from the side.
Click!
With a soft sound, Wu Changyuan spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated violently. This sword directly weakened half of his combat power, which was too dangerous. But he was not frustrated. No matter what, he finally blocked Cheng Ling's move.
Just when he was expecting himself to create a miracle and received disappointed cries from the audience, the sword light did not stop, but continued to pursue him along his retreating body. Wu Changyuan's figure had reached its limit and was unable to stop him. He was hit by the sword energy again.
He looked at Cheng Ling in disbelief. At that moment, the other party actually calculated his retreat position and distance so accurately. It was really terrifying. This is not only a manifestation of strength, but also a manifestation of resourcefulness.
After enduring Shan Shui's killing sword energy for the second time, Wu Changyuan could no longer hold on, and his body was ejected several feet away and fell to the ring!
The referee announced excitedly: "With one sword strike, Cheng Ling wins!"
"One sword! One sword!"
"Cheng Ling! Cheng Ling!"
The enthusiasm of the audience rose again. It was so exciting. Even Wu Changyuan, who was ranked tenth, could be defeated with one sword. What kind of level has Cheng Ling's strength reached?
In the ten thousand years since the Famous Sword Academy has been established, there has never been a disciple who could do so well in the inner sect competition, defeating more than forty disciples in a row with one sword. Although there is a certain gap between them in terms of strength, among the top ten, the gap itself is by no means that big.
Naturally, they didn't know that Cheng Ling himself had refined his true essence to the limit. Now, the purity of the true energy in his body has reached an astonishing level. The true essence that was originally flowing in a liquid state almost turned into gel after being refined.
The power of each ray of true energy is several times stronger than that of ordinary Yuan Ying Perfect disciples. Not to mention, the 70% sword intent that broke the shackles of heaven and earth has not appeared for tens of thousands of years.
Swordsmen are good at attacking. If the general attack power of a swordsman with perfect Nascent Soul is one hundred, then the swordsman who has realized the sword intention can reach 200, the swordsman who has achieved the Xiaocheng sword intention can reach 400, and the swordsman who has broken through to the Dacheng sword intention can reach eight Hundred.
The bonus to the overall attack power is very terrifying, which is why swordsmen in ancient times were so dominant. Because of this, there are many monks who practice swordsmanship, but there are not many truly powerful swordsmen because they lack
Shao Jianyi understands, and is blessed by the general trend of swordsmanship.
Cheng Ling's sword intention has reached great success, and the sword's path is also gaining momentum. Among the disciples of his generation, he is already a well-deserved king. With his sword moves blessed by 70% of his sword spirit, coupled with the general trend of the sword, when the disciples of the same level faced him, they were suppressed innately and could not form a strong resistance at all.
Not many people can understand these reasons right now. Their realm limited their vision, and only the chief dean and the deans of the three branches could vaguely guess.
Sun Yuan sighed secretly in his conscience. After reaching such a situation, he began to regret that he had made a wrong move. Cheng Ling's talent in swordsmanship was so strong that under the pressure of being defeated by the disciples of the Fa Dao Academy and Yi Jian, he actually surpassed himself, broke through himself, and gathered together to form the general trend of swordsmanship.
As a result, almost no one is his opponent in this competition. Even Cheng Maofa is not optimistic about him! It's a pity that all the more than forty disciples were defeated by Cheng Ling's heavy hand, and they were not able to display even half of their strength in the subsequent competitions.
The challenge of the inner sect competition does not end in one round from 100 to 1st, but in fifty rounds. For example, if a disciple ranked 100 chooses a disciple ranked 90 this time, he will not be able to choose a disciple with the same ranking next time and will have to change.
However, a disciple who is ranked 100 can choose to be ranked 90, and a disciple who is ranked 99 can also choose to be ranked 90. Therefore, in the entire ranking competition, almost every two of the hundreds of disciples had to fight each other.
The reason why Sun Yuanliang encouraged all the disciples of the Fa Dao Academy to challenge Cheng Ling at the very beginning was because he planned to consume a lot of his true energy. As a result, in the last few rounds, he will definitely be unable to support him. No matter how high his cultivation level is and how superb his swordsmanship is, he will only lose!
It's a pity that his wishful thinking was good, but Cheng Ling saw through it and dealt a cruel blow in the first round. The disciples who were defeated by him and Song Duan were all seriously injured and could not recover in a short period of time.
In this way, in the second round of challenges, as long as the disciples of the Sword Academy and the Martial Academy choose those disciples of the Fa Academy, the chance of winning will be greatly enhanced. As long as you lose once, the ranking will change. After fifty rounds, it can be guaranteed that the disciples of the Fa Daoyuan will definitely be ranked in the bottom forty-four.
Naturally, the four courtyard masters saw this situation. Jian Wuya and Jian Laodao were worried before the competition. Fortunately, Cheng Ling was extremely powerful and managed to withstand it.
Wu Qiankun was extremely happy in his heart. In the past, the disciples of the Martial Academy were always at the bottom, and they were often bullied by the disciples of the Academy over the years. He knew this situation, but he had no choice. There were no talented disciples in the Taoist Academy to carry the banner, so he could only slowly discover it.
This time is great. With the support of the Fa Dao Yuan, the Martial Dao Yuan will definitely have more training resources than in previous years, and it will be much more comfortable to train disciples.
Sun Yuanliang looked dishonest and felt regret and hatred in his heart. He was just helpless. People don't mind you fighting with wheels anymore. What else do you want?
The chief director glanced at Sun Yuanliang coldly and secretly cursed him as an idiot.
Even the wheel battle is too obvious. Moreover, he has no idea about the true strength of the person he chooses, and he doesn’t know when enough is enough. In his opinion, there is no need for disciples ranked below thirty to step forward to challenge, wasting their quota, and making wedding clothes for others!
"You are really stupid. I just hope Maofa can save some face!"
The head of the hospital sighed secretly, still having full confidence in Cheng Maofa.
Cheng Ling stood on the rostrum and looked at Wu Changyuan being carried away, feeling uneasy in his heart. In this competition, defeating the enemy with one sword was much more difficult than the previous ones. With that sword, he not only used his own strength to its peak, but also deduced the subsequent moves. It was no easy task!
"Top ten
His disciple is indeed extraordinary. The next one is Zhao Yuanchang. How will he attack? "
Zhao Yuanchang came to the ring only after the referee announced the start of the game. He didn't know how to attack and face Cheng Ling's sword moves. It seemed that no matter what kind of spell, the other party had a way to break it. After thinking hard for a long time, there was no way to deal with it.
In the end, he could only sigh dejectedly: "I give up!"
The audience and the referee were in an uproar. What happened? The other disciples were defeated by a sword after a fight. When it comes to the ninth ranked person, it is even more exaggerated. He doesn't fight and just admits defeat. Could it be that he can't even take a sword?
The dean of the Buddhist temple was about to scold him when Sun Yuanliang's voice came over and said: "Forget it, let's do it! Maybe his decision is right. Rather than being defeated and losing most of his combat power, it is better to remain among the top ten. One spot, let him go!”
He has completely given up on sniping at Cheng Ling. In such a situation, he can only save one!
Cheng Ling was overjoyed, but felt a little disappointed in her heart.
In the battle with Wu Changyuan, he seemed to have scratched the surface of new sword skills. If Zhao Yuanchang can also put him under great pressure, he might be able to comprehend extremely powerful sword skills. He had a vague feeling that the power of this sword skill even reached the top level of the earth level!
Now, Zhao Yuanchang has admitted defeat. Among the top ten, the only remaining disciple of the Fa Dao Academy is Cheng Maofa, who ranks first. This time you don’t have to wait on stage, but you need to step forward and challenge yourself.
Cheng Ling jumped lightly and returned to the stone pillar, looking forward to his turn to challenge!
But there are people who are more anxious than him. The person ranked eighth is none other than Gu Youlan! She lightly jumped onto the ring, pointed her right hand, and said calmly to Cheng Maofa: "I challenge you!"
Cheng Maofa was startled, what? Are you going to challenge me directly just because you are ranked eighth? Do you really think that our Law Academy is just a decoration and we are no match for the Kendo Academy? But he didn't dare to scold him. Gu Youlan was extremely young and had many supporters. Once he was offended, all the disciples who wanted to trouble him would be gone!
Although he didn't take ordinary disciples seriously, in the academy, if he wanted to gain more rights, everyone wouldn't shout and beat him up.
With a gloomy face, he came to the ring and said to Gu Youlan: "Junior Sister Gu, with your strength, there is no need to challenge me directly. As everyone knows, fists and feet have no eyes, and it will be bad if you get hurt!"
"I just want to challenge you!" Gu Youlan's face remained unchanged and she said coldly.
Cheng Maofa was secretly angry, he was so shameless. But before he could let out his anger, Bai Yiyi, who was sitting cross-legged on the seventh stone pillar, said, "What's there to be afraid of? I think it's not that your fists and feet have no eyes, but that our swords have no eyes."
"Don't worry, if Sister Youlan loses, I, Bai Yiyi, will continue to challenge in the next game!"
Cheng Ling is happy, Yiyi is awesome, let alone whether Cheng Maofa can defeat Gu Youlan, I will piss you off first! As soon as Bai Yiyi finished speaking, he finished his attack and said, "The disciples of your Fa Dao Academy are very persistent. They only focus on me to challenge."
"In this case, we in the Sword Academy cannot lag behind others. I believe that Senior Brother Cheng is the best among the inner disciples. If he accepts the challenge from three Sword Academy disciples in a row, it should be okay!"
Cheng Maofa's expression changed. He faced three top ten disciples in a row. This was not an easy job. But before he could speak, Song Duan's voice came again!
Just listen to him saying calmly: "Cheng Ling, you are wrong. How can Senior Brother Cheng be afraid? Not to mention the three of you, and Senior Brother Qiu and I are no match! Don't you think so?"
Qiu Ruohen smiled slightly and said: "Junior Brother Song's words are exactly what I want to say!"
