Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

On the competition stage, Ling Yun looked at Ling Shuang as if he was watching a joke.

Although Ling Shuang was strong, she was no match for him. She dared to challenge him. It was simply stupid!

Ling Yun's character is like this. He does not allow any weak person to dare to challenge his authority and status.

That's unforgivable.

Looking at these two people, Ling Xiao smiled slightly. He definitely wanted to challenge Ling Yun, so in this battle, he wanted to take a closer look at what Ling Yun was capable of.

"Soft Water Sword Technique!"

The first one to take action was Ling Shuang.

Because she knew Ling Yun's strength very well, if she didn't take action, there would be no chance.

Roushui swordsmanship, as the name suggests, is a relatively feminine swordsmanship, and the weapons used are also particular.

That must be a soft sword!

At this time, the soft sword in Ling Shuang's hand stabbed Ling Yun at a very strange angle like a poisonous snake.

Although the swordsmanship is gentle.

But that's just an appearance. In reality, it can still cause great harm.

Top swordsmanship?

Ling Xiao couldn't help but frown. He was indeed the third-ranked disciple in the Genius Hall. He indeed had top-notch martial arts skills.

The previous top-level defensive martial arts of Ling Ji was just an incomplete copy, but it was already very powerful.

In fact, the best martial arts that most Ling family disciples have is advanced martial arts.

Only the top three geniuses in the annual competition are eligible to receive top martial arts.

This Ling Shuang was third last year.

Although Ling Shuang's top sword technique "Rou Shui Sword Technique" has only been practiced to a small degree, there is still a long way to go before mastering it.

But top-level swordsmanship is top-level swordsmanship, and its power is much more terrifying than most advanced martial arts at the perfect level.

Feminine!

Weird!

This is the characteristic of Roushui Swordsmanship.

Ling Xiao possesses the mountain and river martial spirit, so he can easily analyze the beauty of this sword technique.

"It's been a year, and your soft water swordsmanship has only reached a small level. You dare to fight with me. You are simply overestimating your abilities!"

Ling Yun snorted coldly and punched him directly without using any weapons.

"Bang!"

This punch was so fast that it hit the weakest link in Ling Shuang Rou Shui's sword technique.

Ling Shuang hurriedly used Qing Kung Fu and took several steps back, almost falling off the competition stage.

Only then could Ling Yun's fist strength be neutralized.

"Ling Shuang, I'm giving you face. It's too late to admit defeat now, but it won't look good later!"

Ling Yun did not pursue him, he just looked at Ling Shuang from a distance, his eyes showing deep disdain.

"Senior Brother Ling Yun is too strong. He easily defeated Senior Sister Ling Shuang's Rou Shui Sword Technique without using his best sword technique!"

"That punch is not an ordinary move. It should be an advanced punch at the Perfect Realm. However, it cannot defeat Ling Shuang's sword alone. However, the quality of his Gang Qi is too strong. I am afraid he has already touched the fifth level of martial arts. The edge of the peak!”

There are also capable people in the audience, who have already analyzed why Ling Yun was able to suppress Ling Shuang with one punch.

"Ling Yun, you don't have to hold back. Since I dare to challenge you today, I'm not afraid of making a fool of myself!"

Ling Shuang's character is also stubborn. Although she knows she will lose, she refuses to admit defeat. Otherwise, today's battle will definitely become her inner demon in the future.

"Stubborn!"

Domination punch!

It was also a domineering fist. When Ling Yun displayed it, it was a truly unparalleled domineering force, much more powerful than Ling Ji's domineering fist.

This punch was blasted out, as if the Supreme Lord had descended, and the golden Gang Qi enveloped the fist, making a loud noise like thunder.

At that moment, Ling Yun seemed to be a different person.

This terrifying aura oscillated, giving many disciples near the competition stage a splitting headache and surging energy and blood.

"Although it is only a high-level martial arts in the perfection realm, the way this guy performs it is simply more terrifying than Xiaocheng or even the top-level martial arts that he is proficient in. Sure enough, if the martial arts is better, his own cultivation level must keep up!"

Ling Xiao sighed in his heart, Ling Yun was much stronger than Ling Shuang.

This guy doesn't use swordsmanship.

Not to mention using sword intent, Ling Shuang can be suppressed steadily.

horrible!

No wonder he felt that he was qualified to challenge Ling Feifan. Although his character was not very good, this guy's strength was really unmatched.

"Soft Water Sword Dance!"

This is a defensive move in Roushui Swordsmanship.

At this time, Ling Shuang had no way to avoid Ling Yun's attack, so the only thing she could do was defend.

"boom!"

A sound like an explosion resounded on the competition platform, and the protective wall was almost blown out into a cone shape of more than five or six meters.

This was just the Gang Qi emanating from Ling Shuang's body.

"puff!"

Ling Shuang was blown away without any suspense.

After finally standing in the audience, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

Although Ling Xiao felt a little emotional about this scene, it was actually a minor incident. In a competition, if you choose the wrong opponent, you might just spit out blood.

Once you get outside and you choose the wrong opponent, you're dead!

"Two moves! This Senior Brother Ling Yun is too terrifying. He defeated the third ranked Senior Sister Ling Shuang in just two moves!"

"Yes, Senior Sister Lingshuang is not that weak."

"How about challenging Ling Shuang in the next round?"

Everyone in the audience said anything.

Ling Xiao could see that it wasn't that Ling Shuang was weak, but that Ling Yun was too strong.

Ling Yun, who won the game, did not look at Ling Shuang, but glanced at Ling Xiao, who was sitting in the tenth position.

Before the decisive battle with Ling Feifan, he planned to deal with Ling Xiao first.

"Ling Xiao! If you are still a man, come and challenge me in the next round! Anyway, you still have four chances to challenge, so there is no shame in losing!"

Ling Yun said suddenly.

"You don't need to provoke me, I just want to learn your sword intention!"

Ling Xiao originally planned to challenge Ling Yihang in the next round, and then challenge Ling Yun after winning, but at this time he changed his mind.

Because there was no point in waiting, Ling Shuang couldn't force Ling Yun to use his sword power, and it was probably impossible for anyone else except Ling Feifan.

So it doesn't matter whether you challenge early or late.

And he has a lot of trump cards. Even if he shows one or two against Ling Yun, it won't be a big deal.

"How dare you let me use my sword power? What a joke!"

Ling Yun sneered and went back to sit in his seat.

In his opinion, his provoking method has been successful, and he is waiting for Ling Xiao to challenge him in the next round.

Then he would avenge his brother and at the same time suppress this arrogant newcomer.

After Ling Shuang challenged, it was Ling Yun's turn.

He just glanced at Ling Feifan lightly and said: "When I deal with that kid, I will challenge you in the next round!"

"I am waiting!"

Ling Feifan said calmly.

"I abstain!"

Ling Yun chose to abstain this round, but everyone can understand that everyone heard what Ling Yun said just now. He wants to deal with Ling Xiao first, avenge his brother, and then challenge Ling Feifan in full condition. of.

As for exposing your trump card.

Ling Yun never thought about it at all, because he didn't think Ling Xiao was qualified to expose him.

His target is Ling Feifan. No one can defeat Ling Feifan, only he can.

Ling Feifan was his inner demon, so he had to defeat him. If someone defeated Ling Feifan before him, he would probably go crazy.

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