The long sword in Song Hao's hand seemed to be whining, and the short spear was also roaring unwillingly. They could not accept the humiliation that they could not even touch the corners of their clothes. The wails and roars hurt the hearts of the senior boys. It was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts, constantly stimulating the bottom line of their hearts.
Even the head of the Song family's face turned gloomy. He could accept Yiran's strength, but he couldn't accept that Song Hao could dodge all attacks with ease even when he used such ingenious moves as sword control to seize heaven's power. But when I remembered that Yiran was the child brought by the old man, the volcano in my heart did not erupt after all.
Song Hao finally came to his senses when he discovered that his sword control skills were unable to hit Yiran. Yiran has never shown his true strength. He is able to move freely under the combined attack of swordsmanship and short spear. What a keen insight and control of his body during movement!
The scattered internal energy was about to dissipate a few breaths ago, and the long sword was no longer able to be controlled by the unique sword-wielding skills, and it was teetering in the air. Seeing this, Song Hao was not persistent. With his last breath, he took back the sword and spliced it together again, facing the enemy with the spear again. Just now, he used the short spear to control the long sword to attack at the same time, and now he has created the conditions for using the sword skill to use the sword skill to attack with the short spear, which has already consumed most of Song Hao's energy and spirit. Fighting again is just because of the will in my heart that refuses to admit defeat. I can be undisciplined and not fight for anything, but I must persist to the end for what I want!
Song Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't see any trace of distraction. He raised his gun and rushed towards Yiran. Yiran stopped defending and rushed towards Song Hao.
The Star-cutting Sword brought up the sharp sword and used short-hand weapons to force Song Hao, who was holding a long spear, to retreat one after another. Every time the long sword struck, traces of blood would seep out of Song Hao's hands that clenched the spear. Every time the sword collapsed, Song Hao had to take a few steps back, and blood began to bleed from the corner of his mouth. After several collisions, Song Hao was at the end of his strength. It was extremely difficult to resist, but there was no sign of giving in or falling.
When Song Hao was pushed back to the edge of the martial arts stage, he could only stand with difficulty leaning on the ground with his long spear. The robe that was not properly worn was even more messy. The long hair on the shawl was stuck to the neck with sweat and blood, and the blood in his hand fell to the ground along the spear.
Faced with such a scene, the scene became extremely silent and silent. No one could have imagined that Yi Ran, who had been on the defensive all this time, would beat Song Hao in an instant, leaving him unable to fight back. No one would have thought that Song Hao, who had a loose nature, would be beaten so miserably on the martial arts stage and still not give in.
Song Hao raised his head with difficulty and looked at Yi Ran, who was ten feet away without any change in his breath. He said bitterly, "I never thought that I would lose to a new student, a child who has only practiced for two years at most."
Yiran looked at Song Hao without a trace of contempt or ridicule, and said softly, "You are strong, but I am stronger! Let me show you my strongest sword." After saying this, Yiran had a smile on his face.
Song Hao also burst into laughter. He no longer had the bitterness before. Being able to lose to what Yiran said was the strongest sword was a happy thing to think about. Song Hao, who could only stand up with the help of his spear, looked at Yiran calmly.
All the senior boys in the audience clenched their hands, and the girls who had a crush on Song Hao had tears in their eyes. The head of the Song family stood up again and stared at Song Hao, wondering what he was thinking.
Yiran's eyes became solemn, and he used his strongest sword to call off his respectable opponent. This was the greatest kindness to Song Hao. long sword
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The true energy surged up, and it seemed as if green lotus flowers were blooming on the sword. The sword is only three feet long, but there is a three-foot-long sword gang outside the sword body.
The aura on the sword made the head of the Song family feel a little fluttering in his heart. If this sword struck Song Hao, even if he was in peak condition, he would definitely be injured, and his life would definitely be at risk at this time. In extreme anxiety, he flashed his body and rushed to the martial arts stage to save Song Hao. However, before he could step onto the martial arts stage, the panic-stricken sword with the power of heaven and earth had already been slashed down. The head of the Song family's eyes were about to burst, and his anger rose into the sky.
However, the sword did not hit Song Hao in the end, but hit the hard ground.
Only then did the head of the Song family make up his mind and did not rush to step onto the martial arts stage. He stood alone under the martial arts stage. After just one breath, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament suddenly appeared next to him, looking at Song Hao's feet with strange eyes.
Just when the head of the Song family and everyone were curious as to why Yi Ran used such powerful martial arts since he was not planning to attack Song Hao.
Where the middle-aged man was looking, the entire martial arts stage in front of Song Hao was cut open, and the cut surface was extremely smooth. With Song Hao as the center, the two ends are several feet wide, and there is also a foot width in front of Song Hao.
A semi-elliptical ground that was more than ten feet long and one foot wide, and Song Hao standing on the ground, gradually separated from the martial arts stage and slowly fell down.
What is earth-shattering and what is unpredictable are not enough to describe the possibility of this scene. The martial arts stage, which had been the scene of numerous fierce battles so far, had no more than cracks at most, was actually cut off by more than ten feet with a sword from Yi Ran. This is no longer a martial skill, in everyone's eyes this should be a magical skill.
Song Hao looked at the slowly falling ground and laughed boldly. It was indeed the strongest move Yi Ran said.
Yi Ran secretly whispered: "This is my strongest move, but it is not my strongest strength!" But no one could hear it.
After a few breaths, applause appeared in the martial arts arena, and then everyone who was stunned reacted. The applause continued, shaking the world, and Yiran's name was shouted in the mouth.
Zhang Shaojie was shocked in his heart when he saw that stunning sword, and it took him a long time to recover. He immediately shouted loudly, "Yi Ran's shocking sword move really puts people like me who have practiced for several years to shame. This sword move will make him worthy of the first seat he is about to take!"
As Zhang Shaojie finished speaking, the head of the Song family and the middle-aged man beside him took the lead in applauding. The grace of this sword was something they had never seen before. Yiran used this sword with the strength of a six-star warrior, and its destructive power was comparable to the peak of an ordinary nine-star warrior.
The audience burst into applause. After a brief shock, the lower grade children all cheered and shouted Yiran's name on the viewing platform. "Yiran is first, Yiran is first!"
Although in the eyes of many young magicians, martial arts is an inferior path of cultivation, after seeing this battle, they lowered their arrogant heads. I had to be convinced that even a fire and thunder magician known for his explosive power could not achieve such destructive power. No matter how high-minded they are, they still have to admit that they are far behind Song Hao on the stage, let alone Yi Ran who is still standing on the stage.
Only Yiran was left in Yudie's eyes, and the whole world was eclipsed. Only her brother Yiran, who protected her, became the only color in her eyes.
Li Yiyi, Ma Mingyao and the others were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear.
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He had never thought that Yiran had such great strength and had so many trump cards to defeat his opponents time and time again.
When the postponed eleventh seat walked onto the martial arts stage, the cheers on the spectator stage gradually subsided. The opponent chosen for the new eleventh seat was only the tenth seat, but it still ended in failure. In the end, it was a pity that it ranked eleventh in the ranking competition. The top ten was finally determined here.
Because the trumpet for the tenth seat was too big, there was a one-star gap with the ninth seat, so the challenge was simply given up. The ninth seat is the only remaining fifth-grade boy. He has the cultivation of a three-star warrior and belongs to the top wave of geniuses. He is not far behind Song Hao's talent, but he only has one less year of training time. However, he failed in the final challenge and his ranking stayed at the ninth seat.
The eighth, seventh, sixth and fifth places were also determined one after another. Wang Yuanqing failed to challenge Li Ba, who was postponed to fifth place, and ranked sixth. Li Ba failed to challenge for the third seat and ranked fifth. His ranking remained unchanged after he failed to challenge for the fourth seat. The top three were determined.
Except that Wang Yuanqing and Yi Ran burst out with extremely strong strength and forcibly improved their rankings, this ranking is the same as that of Hui Wu before. But the first seat was occupied by a freshman. Even though he admired Yiran's strength, he still had some grudges in his heart.
When Zhang Shaojie's voice sounded again, it meant that the final battle was about to come.
"The third seat Wu Donglai defeated the fourth and fifth seats. He is still qualified to continue the challenge. Are you willing to continue the challenge?" Although he lost to Song Hao in the Huiwu Competition, his strength is compared to the others behind him. People still robbed a lot. Zhang Shaojie only asked this out of courtesy to show his goodwill towards Wu Donglai, but he didn't think he had the ability to challenge Song Hao and Yi Ran.
Upon hearing Zhang Shaojie's question, Wu Donglai suddenly trembled all over, as if he was fighting for something. When he stood up, his face was full of ferocity, his eyes were bloodshot, and his state was extremely strange. The wailing voice of the night owl whimpered: "I challenge for the first seat, Yi Ran!"
Although Wu Donglai's state was uncharacteristic, and he showed an evil killing attitude before the battle started, but everyone thought that this was just a fighting state that Wu Donglai forced himself into. Geniuses always have their own trump cards and opportunities. Only by driving themselves crazy with these martial arts can they exert their strongest combat power. As long as they don't use these martial arts, they will be no different from ordinary people. Although this kind of martial arts can injure the enemy by one thousand and damage himself by eight hundred, it is still a very powerful fighting method when fighting monsters for life.
Now, in order to compete for the first place, many people can understand Wu Donglai even if he uses this kind of secret martial arts. Many people are willing to give it a try even if they have to pay a huge price for the opportunity to enter the treasury and choose their favorite items.
But when Wu Donglai was in that weird bloodthirsty state, Yiran's senses discovered the faint black energy emitting from Wu Donglai's body. That was devilish energy! Yiran couldn't help but frown.
And the magician Li Qi in the audience seat, his white beard fluttering in the autumn wind, whispered softly, "The breath of Jedi under the capital!"
Zhang Shaojie was full of energy and cadence in his words, exaggerating his inner excitement and desire to fight to the extreme, and arousing everyone's emotions to the extreme.
"In the final battle, Wu Dong comes to challenge Yi Ran!"
No one expected Wu Donglai to challenge Yiran, but everyone among them was extremely excited for this upcoming battle!
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