Martial World

"So that's the case, the soul power genius that was rumored a few days ago seems to be him." In the contestant area, a young man with half a silver mask drank tea and said leisurely, looking at his demeanor, there was no Take this group stage to heart. The mask he wears is very strange, covering only the small half of his face on the right side of the bridge of his nose. Judging from the exposed face, it is a handsome man with a slightly feminine aura.

The masked young man does have the capital to be arrogant. His cultivation has reached the late stage of condensing the veins. He is the core disciple of the Seven Profound Valley Huanzong and one of the seed players in the sixth group.

The strength of the core disciples of the Seven Profound Valleys differs greatly from that of the ordinary disciples. The core disciples are naturally talented, and with sufficient resources, their strength is often several times higher than that of the ordinary disciples.

"Why, eldest brother is interested in this kid?" Beside the masked youth, a young man was holding a teapot and poured water for the masked youth at any time, looking extremely attentive.

"He's not worthy of my interest, but I also happen to understand soul attack, so I just practice with him."

"Big brother looks down on him too much. Big brother's soul attack on a boy who is at the peak of bone forging is really a bull's knife." The young man seized the opportunity to flatter him. This young man is just an ordinary disciple of the Seven Profound Valley, provided by the Seven Profound Valley The resources of ordinary disciples are simply not comparable to those of core disciples, so many ordinary disciples hugged the thighs of core disciples, hoping that a little bit would leak out from their fingers, which would be enough for them to use for a while.

"Huh? It's my turn to play."

The masked man heard the referee calling himself. He got up from his position and walked onto the ring. After seeing his opponent, his eyes lit up.

Good luck. In the first game, I met a beautiful woman, and she was so young and her cultivation was so high. It was really superb.

"In the next Magic Sect Bi Tinghua, are you going to admit defeat, beauty? Or should I ask you to admit defeat?" Bi Tinghua said with a smile, the girl in front of her only had the cultivation level of the middle stage of bone forging. It is more than a realm worse than him, and it is impossible to be his opponent.

Qin Xingxuan gritted her teeth, she did not expect that she would meet such a strong opponent as soon as she came up.

"Xingxuan, admit defeat!"

offstage. Lin Ming shouted, Lin Ming can probably estimate Qin Xingxuan's strength. At most, he can defeat opponents in the early stage of pulse condensation, and he can't beat a warrior in the middle stage of pulse condensation. Besides, the opponent's cultivation base has reached the late stage of pulse condensation, and he is not an ordinary pulse condensation stage. later.

Taking a breath, Qin Xingxuan said unwillingly, "I admit defeat."

"Bi Ting Hua Sheng!"

The referee announced,

Qin Xingxuan was somewhat frustrated when he lost the game without even playing.

Lin Ming patted Qin Xingxuan's shoulder lightly, and said, "There is nothing to be depressed about. You are only fifteen years old, and there is time. After three years, your stage will be yours."

"En." Qin Xingxuan nodded, feeling better.

Bi Tinghua had some regrets at first. She looked at Lin Ming, and then at Qin Xingxuan. He suddenly grinned. The relationship between these two people seemed to be not easy, but this time it was even more interesting. Beating her lover down in front of a beautiful girl, what could be more interesting than this?

Bi Tinghua came off the stage, and his follower brother immediately greeted him and said with a smile on his face, "Congratulations to Big Brother Tinghua for his victory."

"It's just a little girl. She can't even beat me. But this little girl's talent is really good, and she is also first-class among the core disciples of the Seven Profound Valley. I'm afraid she will be recruited into the main sect ahead of time."

Bi Tinghua was thinking about it when the referee announced, "In the sixth game, Qian Xiaohu vs. Ling Sen!"

Qian Xiaohu is the diligent tea pouring attendant next to Bi Tinghua. Although this guy focuses on stalking horses, his cultivation is not too bad. He has reached the initial stage of condensing pulses, and he can pass the mountain gate to prove that he still has two brushes. of.

Hearing that it was his turn to play, Qian Xiaohu stood up excitedly, "Big brother, it's my turn, little brother will come when he goes."

Bi Tinghua was not very optimistic about Qian Xiaohu at first, but he glanced at Qian Xiaohu's opponent's cultivation level, but he was stunned, in the early stage of bone forging? No, how did he pass the mountain gate? Could it be that he is a martial artist who is good at movement?

At the gate of the mountain, martial artists who specialize in movement skills have a great advantage. Some warriors with average strength can also pass the test by relying on top-level movement skills.

"Haha, eldest brother, I am very lucky. I met a guy in the early stage of bone forging, and he is from the thirty-six countries. I guess this guy is only good at movement."

Before Qian Xiaohu played, victory was already written on his face. The difference was a whole realm.

"Game start!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Qian Xiaohu grabbed Ling Sen with one claw, wanting to make a quick decision. With his cultivation in the early stage of Pulse Condensation, if he could not defeat an early-stage bone forging warrior from thirty-six countries in seconds, then it would be too much for him. Shame.

The younger brother also has to prove the value of his existence. No big brother is willing to accept a waste as a younger brother.

Facing Qian Xiaohu's claws, Ling Sen walked steadily, not even pulling the epee on his back, his momentum exploded, and the overwhelming murderous intention spread out, the air in the arena suddenly became sticky as if it were real, and the killing field opened!

Qian Xiaohu only felt that the surrounding scenery had changed. He seemed to have come to the blood pool hell, facing countless Asura ghosts, rushing towards him with strange screams.

People like Qian Xiaohu who focus on stalking and slapping horses are not very good at martial arts. How can they break through Ling Sen's killing field?

Qian Xiaohu was in a turmoil, his footsteps panicked, and his swordsmanship was full of flaws. In fact, now he couldn't see where Ling Sen was at all, and he was surrounded by Asura ghosts.

Ling Sen casually stepped in front of Qian Xiaohu and punched out.

"boom!"

Qian Xiaohu flew out upside down, slammed into the protective cover heavily, and fell into a mess.

"In the sixth game, Ling Sen wins!"

The referee took a deep look at Ling Sen. Ling Sen surprised him more than Lin Ming. The substantive murderous aura was condensed into a domain, and it was unbelievable that he could use the murderous aura to such an extent.

In the early stage of bone forging, it was easy to defeat the opponent in the early stage of Pulse Condensation. Although that Qian Xiaohu had average strength, he was a disciple of the Seven Profound Valley after all, and he was much stronger than the general Martial Artist of the 36 countries in the early stage of Pulse Condensation.

The audience is a little stunned, what's going on? Is Qian Xiaohu playing a monkey game? Why are you watching the other party smash him into the air with a punch?

Qian Xiaohu got up from the ground and ran off the field with a pale face. Thinking of the chaotic vision just now, he was scared. He didn't dare to face Ling Sen again. It was as if he was fighting the Asura devil.

"Boss...I..." Qian Xiaohu was still in shock, losing to a martial artist in the early stage of bone forging, and he himself felt that he couldn't lift his head.

Bi Tinghua ignored Qian Xiaohu, just looked at Ling Sen on the stage and touched his chin with one hand, "The warriors of the Thirty-six Kingdoms are getting more and more interesting, but I underestimate them."

The games were played one by one, a group of twenty-one people, each would face fifteen games. In the end, the winner was determined by the number of games won. Until the twelfth game, Lin Ming's eyes widened. Liang, "It turns out that the six groups also have such masters."

There were no direct disciples of the Seven Profound Valleys in the sixth group. Lin Ming originally thought that Bi Tinghua was the strongest person, but now he saw a real master with a peak cultivation base, and his own aura was shocking. Standing on the ring like a peerless sword, his eyes are like sword light, piercing the heart. As his opponent, even if he just looks at him, he has to withstand a lot of pressure.

"Jianzong Jiang Lanjian, please advise!" Jiang Lanjian held the hilt of the sword with both hands and performed the duel salute of a warrior. Before, he had been watching several opponents in other competition areas that were worthy of his attention. In his opinion, although there was Lin Ming in the sixth group , Bi Tinghua is a few good masters, but these two are not enough to be his opponents, so there is nothing to pay attention to. It was not until his game that Jiang Lanjian appeared.

"Please... Please advise." Jiang Lanjian's unfortunate opponent was a martial artist from the Huo Luo country at the early stage of condensing his veins. At this time, his face was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he had already given up in his heart before the battle.

"Game start!"

After the referee gave an order, the disciple of the Huo Luo Kingdom raised his hand hesitantly, "I... I admit defeat."

If you know that you can't beat it, you don't have to humiliate yourself. If the difference in strength is not big, you can still fight and gain some experience. Now the gap in strength is like a natural moat. for the next game.

"Jiang Lanjian won." The referee had no surprises.

Jiang Lanjian turned around and went off the stage. Before leaving, he glanced at Lin Ming, but he only glanced at him and left without pausing.

"Jiang Lanjian, although he is not a direct disciple, his strength is not much worse than his direct disciple. In terms of combat power, the sword sect in the Seven Profound Valley has always been the strongest of all sects. I am looking forward to fighting Jiang Lanjian..." Lin Mingxin Fighting was ignited.

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"The twenty-first match, Lin Ming vs. Wang Wu!"

Finally, it was Lin Ming's turn to fight Wang Wu's gambling. Following the referee's announcement, the middle-aged Qin Ziya and Luo in the audience also cheered up. The two of them were sitting not far away when they heard the referee's announcement. , The two looked at each other, and both saw faint smiles in each other's eyes.

Qin Ziya glanced at him and turned his head to pay attention to the arena. The middle-aged man surnamed Luo touched his chin and said in his heart, "I admit that I underestimated Lin Ming, but it is not that easy to beat Wang Wu, just wait and see. "

After Lin Ming killed Chen Xiao, who had the hope of hitting the top 100 this time, Wang Wu also put aside his contempt. His cultivation was only one level higher than Chen Xiao. He had to be cautious when facing Lin Ming, otherwise he would accidentally Capsized in the gutter.

Before the competition started, Wang Wu condensed his true essence into his body, forming a layer of substantive light film. Skills such as true essence transforming into shape were naturally nothing to Wang Wu.

"Oh? The true essence shield to defend against soul attacks, I didn't expect you to practice such a move?"

"Hmph, since I dared to accept your gambling fight, of course I know a little bit about you. Back then in Nanhua Building, you defeated Ouyang Ziyun with your soul power. I already knew about this, so how could I be unguarded!" ( To be continued)