"Let's go to the battle platform!"
Taoist Qinglong said.
Everyone moved to the martial arts platform nearby.
On the huge battlefield, Qin Changsheng and Tang Wanshan stood opposite each other.
Around the battlefield, countless people were watching the battle between the two.
They didn't know Qin Changsheng's specific qualifications and talents.
However, just because he was favored by Taoist Qinglong and accepted as his direct disciple, it was worthy of their attention.
And the other of the two.
Tang Wanshan was known to many people present.
A peerless evildoer with evildoer-level qualifications of this generation from the Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom!
At a young age, at the age of seventeen, it is said that he has already reached the sixth level of transformation.
Moreover, the martial soul he awakened is no small matter.
Therefore, this battle between the two is destined to attract a lot of attention.
"Tell me, Qin Changsheng or Tang Wanshan, who has a greater chance of winning?"
Someone in the crowd commented.
"It should be Tang Wanshan, right? Although Qin Changsheng is the disciple selected by Qinglong Sword Master, it is still unknown what his qualifications, potential, martial soul talent and cultivation level are. However, I guess he cannot be more evil than the evil genius Tang Wanshan, right? ?”
"That's right. Tang Wanshan is a monster-level genius. It would be no exaggeration to say that he is the most amazing genius of this generation. There is probably no one in his generation who can compare with him. Qin Changsheng can be accepted as a disciple by Senior Qinglong. , maybe it’s just because of his outstanding talent, maybe there are other reasons.”
Many people were talking around.
Su Hao, Ye Wuchen and Tang Yaner couldn't help but look worried.
Although they knew that Qin Changsheng was extremely powerful, his opponent at the moment was Tang Wanshan.
A truly evil genius.
I'm afraid it's not that easy to deal with.
"Hmph~, they are a group of short-sighted people. Tang Wanshan is just a man with good cultivation qualifications. He is proud and complacent. How can he be Junior Brother Qin's opponent!"
At this moment, a moan suddenly came from the crowd, and it was Bai Bing'er.
She had been defeated by Qin Changsheng with a sword before. She was very confident in Qin Changsheng's strength and believed that Qin Changsheng could definitely defeat Tang Wanshan.
Xiao Yunfeng stood quietly outside the battle stage.
Nangong Chen and Li Jianya also watched the battle with interest.
The geniuses of Xu Wuya and other generations also looked at Qin Changsheng quietly.
They all wanted to see what was unique about this successor chosen by Taoist Qinglong. For so many years, all of them had been ignored by Taoist Qinglong, but this person was the only one who came into the sight of Taoist Qinglong.
Qin Changsheng was unaware of the gazes of the people around him.
This is just a discussion and exchange, not a life and death fight, so both parties have not lacked the necessary etiquette. This is the demeanor of a warrior.
The two bowed to each other and saluted.
"My name is Tang Wanshan. You must have heard my name. I have no grudges with you originally. I am challenging you this time just because you are the successor chosen by Senior Qinglong. I feel a sigh of relief in my heart and it is difficult to calm down."
"Take action, show your strength, and let me see if you are really better than me and if you are really qualified to be the successor of Senior Qinglong!"
Tang Wanshan said.
"Please enlighten me."
Qin Changsheng had no unnecessary nonsense.
As soon as he finished speaking, his steps swayed, leaving a series of afterimages on the ground. His figure was like a ghost, and it quickly flew in front of Tang Wanshan.
"It's the ninth-level body technique, Shadowless Step!"
"The afterimages follow each other, this is the sign of the great achievement of Shadowless Steps!"
As soon as Qin Changsheng took action, many people around him suddenly exclaimed.
Some celebrities from the aristocratic family recognized the movement and martial arts skills Qin Changsheng was performing at this moment.
After all, there are not many high-quality body skills.
It's easy to identify.
"This Qin Changsheng must have just entered school, right? He has actually mastered the ninth-grade high-grade movement technique of Shadowless Step, and has also cultivated it to such a state. He is indeed worthy of being the successor selected by the Qinglong Sword Saint. Just for this The gift of understanding is no small matter."
Someone praised.
"Something capable."
Nangong Chen played with the folding fan in his hand, a strange look flashed in his eyes, but he was relieved immediately.
He glanced at Taoist Qinglong in the distance.
From Taoist Qinglong's point of view, it is not surprising that the chosen successor has such abilities.
On the fighting stage.
When Tang Wanshan saw the movement skills displayed by Qin Changsheng, his heart suddenly froze. He hurriedly showed off the movement skills he had cultivated and walked about in an attempt to distance himself from Qin Changsheng.
Because Qin Changsheng's movements were too fast, and he was the first to strike, seize the opportunity, and rush to attack, Tang Wanshan would definitely suffer.
Therefore, he wanted to open up a certain position first and then counterattack.
Ping Zongbu is also a ninth-level body technique, coming from Tianwu Academy.
However, Tang Wanshan's practice of Ping Zong Bu was obviously not as sophisticated as Qin Changsheng's practice of Wu Ying Bu.
After all, Qin Changsheng cultivated this movement technique through life-and-death fights, and tempered this movement technique under a huge sense of oppression.
His afterimage shook like a tarsal maggot, constantly getting closer to Tang Wanshan.
No matter how Tang Wanshan used Pingzongbu, he could not escape Qin Changsheng's approach.
The two of them haven't officially made a move yet, but they have already started a competition in terms of body skills.
Tang Wanshan was quickly forced to the edge of the battlefield, with no way to retreat.
His expression changed, and he felt anxious. He stopped retreating and drew out the big sword in his hand with a loud shout: "Bengyun Sword Technique!"
True Qi surged into the long sword in his hand, and a violent sword light suddenly struck Qin Changsheng.
The domineering and blazing Qi made the air explode, and a powerful force came over him.
However, Qin Changsheng has been through hundreds of battles and has rich combat experience. After seeing through the trajectory of his slashing, he gently moved the Liuyun Sword in his left hand, removing the power of the opponent's sword at the minimum cost and dispelling it. threaten.
At the same time, the body twisted, and in a blink of an eye, the left thumb pushed the hilt of the Liuyun Sword, and the right hand quickly drew the sword and swept it across.
A blazing cold sword light suddenly lit up like lightning.
Qin Changsheng pulled out the Liuyun Sword, and his aura suddenly rose. His whole body was like a sword from the outside world, sharp and unparalleled.
That fierce killing aura made countless people present tremble.
The light of the sword disappeared in a flash, and the sounds of drawing and sheathing the sword were heard.
Qin Changsheng stretched out his right hand, and a strand of hair fell into his hand: "You are defeated."
There was no sound from the elegant birds all around, and there was silence.
Tang Wanshan's expression was dull, his eyes turned and fell on the strand of hair caught in Qin Changsheng's hand, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Next to his ear, a strand of hair hanging down had been cut off. It was the strand in Qin Changsheng's hand.
If this is not a discussion and exchange, but a life and death fight.
At this moment, his head had been chopped off by Qin Changsheng, or his throat had been sealed with a sword!
